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3/2/98

Poems

Mike Scordino wrote these poems. He has had some rough spots in his life, as we all have, and this is the way he expresses the situations.

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What is reality?

Darkness vs. light

Love makes us see and feel the light,

That we have inspired for our whole lives,

We carried a love deeper than the darkness of night,

And stronger than the mountains themselves,

But the earth does quake,

And light can penetrate the darkest of nights,

We are but simple beings,

With simple pleasures,

I can feel the friction between us now,

And I am scared,

When the cloak of darkness surrounds us,

We pull through with the pronounced light of God,

When we fight, we fight hard,

We do not give into the shadows.

When the blackness has lifted,

The birds sing and the rest of our life proceeds,

In the light, with the love, but we carry the shadows,

Hidden in our every day life,

They reappear and undertake our hearts,

But for a moment there is no light,

We are forced to see our way in darkness,

But we cannot grow untroubled with the plague,

For we do not desire to live with it.

Now we are week,

The shadows we carry have taken their toll,

The darkness will reappear when one is weak,

The darkness now surrounds me,

Light does exist though,

But the effort to reach it has diminished,

I am at one with the darkness,

I am almost comfortable.

The shadows I carry are heavy,

They do not shake off,

Nor do they scare easily,

I have fought this battle of light versus darkness alone,

And I feel that I am slowly loosing,

I have lost the effort to fight,

The shadows will return,

The darkness will take me again…

After four years, memories hurt…

It has been over four years since we met

At the time our relationship was set,

We ran into flaus, and whipped out our claws,

And now we are full of regret.

The hatchet has been buried before,

But that didn’t even the score

Still every night, we start up a new fight,

Now our relationship is a chore.

This is how our relationship stands,

No pain is caused by our hands,

Just by the past, I hope it won't last,

Cause we both have our pains.

A little poem like this,

Doesn't work like a kiss,

It helps us see, we really can't be,

Living a life in loving bliss.

Nothing can take away,

A past of hurt and betray,

On we must go, create a new show,

There is nothing left we can say.

Love can create anything

I hold the world of you,

No other can make me experience,

The wonderful life I have obtained,

No other compares you your appealing nature,

I may not be the most dashing guy,

I may not be the richest,

But it is indisputable,

I am the luckiest,

How can I thank you sufficiently,

For the tears, fears, and years,

For the wills, fills and bills,

For the laughing, copping, and struggling,

That has shaped me into what I am today.

I, without the help of others,

Can be happy with you,

For the rest of my life,

Impossible, I think not,

I have found the beatitude in my life,

What ever my purpose was intended to be,

You apt to be a perfect fit for me

Courageous I am with you,

Strength we will endure,

Love we will nurture,

Children we will bare,

Rage I will confront,

Repetition