To matter means not,
if you only matter to meet no where,
a smudged past,
iridescents a lost cause,
forbearer of lost truths combusts as does star explosions,
sun carvings ignite the watchful night,
plight toungers preach a deceitful ode,
whimsical channels, shake the earth,
frozen at the stake,
civilized neanderthals dance beneath a broken sky,
buried doctrines, barricaded by the seven seas,
bear an increment touched by breathing a seeing of the all knowing,
peace be with you amidst the hell fires that come to be.
eternally mortal,
live a life full of fearless love,
vigorously.
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Author:
Zapatron (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 28th, 2020 19:27
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Comments2
I never knew there was so much involved in being dispirited. Well, I know now! heehee.
Me neither, thanks for the read
really like the poetic ambition in this write, some insightful commentary on those inner monologue thoughts we all can relate to, during our moments of uncertainty,
thought provoking
Thank you for the love
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