Don’t tell
me
what I
already know
Don’t give
me
what I
already have
Don’t take
me
where I’ve
already been
Don’t play
me
what I’ve
already heard
Dissuading
moments
when left
unbound
Preempt
the silence
a devil’s
sound
But deep
inside
satanic
winds
A Savior
whispers
beyond
— the din
(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments2
This is another poem with meaning well written. Very nice Kurt
Glad you liked it. Thanks Soren.
Deep inside the Satanic winds, indeed. This poem has teeth and speaks profoundly with a powerful message of hope. Well done, Kurt. 🌹👏
Thanks TR.
You are most welcome.
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