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I am me
I have walked down lush green meadows – I have seen an earth without a sun, I have watched men rise and watch men fall. I’ve felt a breeze without a wind – I have seen a heart made of stone. I laugh in the face of death – I mock time and all whoContinue reading “I am me”
Smile
Smile. Go crazy. Go mad. Go where you want to. Hit the drums hard. Slap the wall with an empty hand only to break it. Move about like a mosquito. Hit it. Forget it all. It’s hard. It will be harder. Go, find your friends. I will be there in a while. We will meet.Continue reading “Smile”
What the nightingale says –
What the nightingale says – only the night knows, for she sings for the moon, and she sings for the stars. What the nightingale says – only the lord knows. for she sings for the truth, and the mysteries beyond. What the nightingale says – only the flowers know. for she sings for growth, andContinue reading “What the nightingale says –”
Scars
Worries worth a thousand times that gets you black, And all of the miles surrender to the end, The one on which you verge, the one whereat you flourished, But with the thought of how it will turn. And you sit and you wonder,The nature of teething troubles that are built, The escape that you just can’t seem to find, TheContinue reading “Scars”
The Secret #1.
They say not knowing a secret is the worse thing. I just thought of something worse… Knowing a secret. Read on if you must. Prologue The forest hummed with activity as he ran with swift, lithe steps. He jumped over a fallen log and dodged a few brambles. Suddenly he came to a clearing. HeContinue reading “The Secret #1.”
Why English is so difficult to learn…
The plural of box – is boxes, but the plural of ox – is oxen, not oxes! One fowl is called goose, and two are called geese, but the plural of moose is never called meese. If I point at my foot and mean my feet, why can’t I point at a boot and meanContinue reading “Why English is so difficult to learn…”
Life
Life is so ironic. You need to know pleasure to know displeasure. Discomfort to know comfort. You need to be poor to be rich. Death is what gives life meaning. Eventually everything passes. Knowing this has helped me a lot. To know that today might be my last. It’s this confusion that makes life infinite.
I am gazing at, a shade that’s far, with a little blue, and a dark side.
Far – off
Naked dreams, float on clouds, black stars, like gauging maws, streaming tears, of twisting sin, I lie down, as time goes.
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