|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Feb 20, 2021 21:07:54 GMT -5
the snow is pure
and it coats the ugly
things in the world
and it freezes bad things
sends them to hell
when they are thawed
enough to burn
assuming hell is real
but its not
but I still enjoy the snow
and the cold
helps me appreciate
glorious summer and spring
|
|
|
|
Post by BlackHeart on Feb 21, 2021 8:14:49 GMT -5
Nice one, brother 😊 Are you ok, if I may ask?
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Feb 21, 2021 15:04:13 GMT -5
m badder than ever, just write lots of depressing poetry
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Feb 21, 2021 20:56:53 GMT -5
Nice one, brother 😊 Are you ok, if I may ask? people ask me that all the time...Im weird that way I guess...not sure if anything is wrong with me...or right for that matter...I have a hard time making choices or something |
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Feb 21, 2021 20:57:25 GMT -5
man my last post was weird...I am fine tho
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Feb 21, 2021 21:04:51 GMT -5
I will whisper
my dreams to you
none but you
and for many seasons
of profit or loss
fate did toss
our hearts
and limbs
to seek something
higher
richer and wholesome
such is the dream
and thus
the love
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Feb 21, 2021 21:05:35 GMT -5
m no genius, just a genie
|
|
|
|
Post by BlackHeart on Feb 22, 2021 2:45:11 GMT -5
Nice one, brother 😊 Are you ok, if I may ask? people ask me that all the time...Im weird that way I guess...not sure if anything is wrong with me...or right for that matter...I have a hard time making choices or something I would'nt said weird, just maybe pissed or something. Nice to hear you're ok, bro 💪🤠|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Feb 22, 2021 3:05:09 GMT -5
no not pissed in a real way
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Mar 1, 2021 22:42:04 GMT -5
dreaming of wind
and rain
and dark cloudy days
perfect for thinking
of changing my ways
but I dont change easily
I can feel the passing hours
approaching that time
when all comes to naught
but that is so ok
so I will be naughty
tonight
peace
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Mar 2, 2021 16:17:02 GMT -5
the water was so clear
and sparkling that day
the trees swayed
to some mysterious
wind created music
nature never stops
dancing
free and clean
and full of promise
rich is the life
of one that walks
with nature
and dreams of creation
that soothes me
with all this
spring sensation
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Mar 6, 2021 23:49:43 GMT -5
the wind is burning
it moans and moans
confusion rules
the garden is left
untended
such a shame
such is life
alone and isolated
with people that hate me
but I soldier on
thats what I do
and damned
if I dont do it well
I know i write to
many bad poems
but it seems to help
me
as I sail on
through this strange ocean
called life
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Mar 20, 2021 21:51:02 GMT -5
If only
I
could dream so sweet
that reality
could be shattered
and then wake
to shiver
then shake
with a cold
and ever heartless
moon
glaring overhead
such is life
in the wild
among the civilized horde
of uncaring
and undead
splash water
upon
their heads
make them alert
to things
sometimes dark
if not ghastly
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Mar 20, 2021 21:51:44 GMT -5
hmmmm, not horrible
|
|
|
|
Post by themirrorthief on Mar 22, 2021 0:15:20 GMT -5
is there an end
whats that all about
change is gonna come
but does
at some point
does it stop
somehow I dont think so
maybe that bright light
they say you see
as you pass
is the bright lights
in the delivery room
as you exit your mom
who is to flucking say
certainly not me
so I suppose
i shall just
be
quiet
|
|
