how dear is he who smears
himself through the years
nothing more really matters
even if he live in tatters
this advice be very nice
tell me more that which beseech me
forget me not ill not blot
but create from different points
if it be for all that is annoints
with a for sure indeed intent in mind
still realizing im one of a kind
i have become and the kingdom has come
with the heart my home im on my own
together as well as forever
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Author:
onepauly (
Offline) - Published: May 3rd, 2018 05:10
- Comment from author about the poem: being one day at a time.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
A fine write Pauly.
Great write Paul
Thank you Onepauly.
A vivid and interesting poem.
A day at times can last for eternity especially if you are having a bad one.
Keep writing
FineB
Good write Pauly
An interesting and intriguing write, onepauly!
~Laura~
I hope its not like ominous.
intriguing is a word with gusto.
ha! ha!
Gusto...I like!
Ominous?!...that all depends on the beholder!
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