Here we go again, should be etched on my grave
For all of my ripples and way too many waves
The love I have and the light I've endless tried to give
Was matched with as much darkness as I felt I've received
For the good in the bad and the bad in the good
Tattooed on my hands to be understood if shooked
Lifes a game of riddles and conquests to indure
Not just in books, screens, and behind closed doors
It's all but a stage ready to play the part
Before we all end up 8ft under the stars
Then, "here we go again" will be the end and a start.
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I laugh and cry each day because the struggle is real. This was written about an hour ago and I'm truly exhausted with life but I'll keep giving it all I have till end. Never could it be said that I didn't show all my light and dark, with all my heart.
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Here we go again would be great on the grave of a Hindu that believed in reincarnation. A fun read
Very true my friend! I'm open to all or none possibilities.
Really appreciate your time
Most welcome
Excellent ink and damned near perfectly spilt .. You may be feeling rough & in a dark place but your poetry today rocks and glows golden .. Neville
Thank you buddy! I've truly understand how powerful this therapy can be for me and its always an honour to receive feed back and connect with awesome souls like yourself! Thank you
I actually thought of "dusk rising" last night.
He and a few others, like yourself do more than you'll ever know.
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