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Daniel Enzi

Is it Time?

Time, a clock, a lonely face, 2 hands and 12 bars that hold us captive to eternity, for even when it’s ticking heart stops Father time will carry on and as for the likes of us, well—-only time will truly tell...

Other works by Daniel Enzi...
Again

There’s gotta be a reason that I… Time so slowly ticking while so lo… For why another day and what for a… To wake from awful slumber to face… And fade the hopeless dreams away…
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“The perfect storm”

In a world where no one seems to u… To light the dismal path that wind… Beneath her gentle wing for comfor… When every sign of goodness is obs… Her halo always glistens to bright…
To Hold an Angel

For all that ever faded, there’s o… A candle flame that’s flicker will… One shimmering, lonesome star that… A light so bright that every bit o… I was crouching in the shadows, bu…
The Empty Tab

I know that I had myself together… Love is only legend to unite our b… I dream with listless fancy just t… Most days I’ll try to try, yet I… So comfortably I settle upon fail…
"Thy Kingdom Come"

Six days now have slowly passed, b… Created in His image? All that… My mind is slowly slipping and my… My blood coagulates inside my holl… Yet His flowed like a scarlet riv…
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"A Broken Clock"

A poet captures beauty between the… While a writer hold his memories d… But what happens on the day when t… And the memories are forgot? A song is composed of many sounds…
"Looking Back"

I trudge a path that’s paved with… One that I have from the very day… I quiver at this junction ponderin… One way is an extension of the pat… Another leads to greener meadows,…
Yestoday

The same old weary sun shines it’s redundant glory on yet another repetitious day I awake to all of the same old faces and the monotonous sound of the birds familiar song I’m left wit...
"Memoir For My Children"

As I lay here looking upon my past, I write this unfinished book– a memoir of all the things that I’ve forgotten that you all have left to learn. I could write it on a scroll and call ...
"A Night Without You"

Memories of you accompany me throu… I here and you confined, out of si… Longing to hold you tightly in my… Onto an unraveling strand of sanit… I lay my head down upon the pillow…
Religions

Free me from the exile of the hate… Hanging by a thread from your savi… Condemnation is all that I sense Build up your walls, but I’ve got… Religions of glory you tear anothe…
“Light My Candle”

AS LIGHT AND DARK ARE NECESSARY OPPOSITES, SO ARE OUR EXISTENCES CONTINGENT ONE UPON THE OTHER, FOR DARKNESS CAN ONLY EXIST IN THE ABSECENCE OF LIGHT, AND THE LIGHT’S SOLE PURPOSE IS T...
"Covenant of Love"

Baptized inside your fountain of all I’ve ever dreamed, I watch as every ounce of sadness your water washes clean. Sanctified by the fire of passion that ever burns amidst us, I cannot ...



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