Always sounds grand in the moment An expression of hope To conquer every unknown valley and slope Little do we know that always means in all ways
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Awaken my soul I hear your call But I understand nothing Detached from The Otherworld A forgotten past Disconnected
Sunny skies are blue Lovely Violets are blue Why is regret blue?
By Andrew C McDonald3 months ago in Poets
Escape a mad king Create a new republic Choose a new, mad king
By D. J. Reddall3 months ago in Poets
Feeling no self worth A shadow of myself What have I become A beacon of pain A stained canvas for your projections A dark reflection
Cellulite my butt! With all the junk in that trunk It’s Cell-U-Heavy
Make what it is like For you to be yourself, in The world, legible
Zombie narratives Talking endlessly without Anything to say
Let us be grateful Even terrible stories Must come to an end
By D. J. Reddall4 months ago in Poets
Floating in a sea of disbelief Itching for relief Stripped of every belief I once held dear Bereaved of my self Shucking the sleeve of my former reality
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets
Good luck jumping on Fads and Band Wagons move quick I’ll keep doing me
By Andrew C McDonald4 months ago in Poets
I would die for you But what would that avail me? May I live for you?
