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". . .Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore--
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
            Quoth the Raven "Nevermore. . ."

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Oh my complicating brain
I have thoughts I disdain
Do I just love the pain
Why cant I refrain
From the cavalcade of thoughts
That have absolutely nothing to gain

Some days I feel slain
Others are critically in vain
Gazing through the window pane
I whence and feign
Wishing to break the chains
Yank and pull in the reigns
Am I insane?

I can't stop thinking
My thoughts are shrinking
Regarding passion and loving
Just pushing, jumping and shoving
Am I somehow imperceptively obtuse
Off by only a few degrees
Lost in the breeze
Lacking insight
In this cursed blight
Clinging to idealism
Or writer's surrealism
I reject all defeatism
Vehemently and frequently

What is the right way of thinking
Even more correct unthinking?
Belief in fantasies and dreams?
The murmuring of silent screams?
Recapitulating with fragile care
It's a dreadful battle I bear
Like breathing in poisoned air
Could my personality somehow be
Filled with over sentimentality
Steeped in evolved over think
Connecting an obscure link
Driven to the  brink
This is the ultimate question
Of my obsession and progression

Pondering thoughts night and day
Imagining to escape and stray
Far from my mind and many plans
That incessantly moves and spans
Bringing forth brainstorms and rain
I demand the plug open and be
Washed away to drain
You see. . .
These cerebral thoughts
And all the untold pain
Of a proverbial cerebrality
That defines my personality
In conflict with a rational mentality
Requiring a refined enlightenment
With habitable environment

Under a clear cleansing rain
I go out and play
There to surely stay
Hoping to feel no pain
Within my cerebral brain
If only for one precious day
It's okay
Tenuously I will cling
Enjoying the growth
And relishing the upswing

©  J Anjoun 11/2017

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Autumn dawns and starts its journey
Winding paths of colors to see
Dissolving into a blue winters rush
Bringing quiet under the soft frozen hush

Musing in my favorite chair
Shaking off hurt and despair
Days go by in slow deliberate notes
Sunshine and love I miss the most

I ponder in my mind
Where love and reality intertwine
Years gone by in fractured moieties
In pieces and portions and tiny degrees

Hope still runs deep within my soul
As seasons cross the celestial pole
Letting go of all I hold dear
Staying the course I persevere

Freedom to be you and me
Changes within us a vital key
Memories sentimental and sincere
Like the seasons marking another year

Soon the winter of our lives begin
All that ever was and has been
Are the today's, tomorrows and forever's
Memories of love a cornucopia of beautiful treasures

© J Anjoun/10-2017

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