Here we all are
Hoarding our pains
Nobody gains,
Including ourselves
When defeat
Is losing sight
Of the fight
Abandoned on the shelves
Friday, August 15, 2008
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
2 comments:
very nice. your latest poems, a work of a great poet. truth. well this was supposed to be a really long comment... haha becuz i am truly bored. but now my dreams are lost? haha oh dear
well done!
Heh
Losing a dream
Is the process
Of coming awake.
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