~Poetry by Eric Zamora~
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ONE STEP CLOSER

Nothing seems
to erase this frown
same as the look
of the unhappy clown
feeling as though
I'm going to drown
the weight of this life
pulling me down
no escaping
the chase of the hound
the refuge I seek
nowhere to be found
calling for help
but no one's around
quiet desperation
my life unwound
one step closer
to my place in the ground
closer
to freedom
from this life I am bound.



HOPE

Darkness beckons his lonely soul
likened to the calling
of the bells that toll
Death becomes an unlikely lover
a dangerous encounter
from which he'll never recover
Sorrow is singing the songs of sadness
plunging him deeper
into the sea of madness
Despairing non-caring
heart that is tearing
hope is the distant
horn that is blaring
calling off faces
of fate that are staring
then...
finding the courage
to let go the rope
He helplessly falls
into the arms of hope.



FRAIL

The breath of death
caressing my skin
the strain of pain
burning deep within
the smears of tears
reflect the sadness
disguise of lies
they bear the madness
the screams of dreams
the horrific tales
hole in my soul
it leaves me frail



HER DREAM

Her heart it bleeds
for what it needs
a life wasted
on good deeds
Her love it waits
hesitates
the pain inside
it suffocates
A life mistreated
all hope depleted
Her life remains
uncompleted
But for her dream
a pleasant theme
where true love
reigns supreme.



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