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Falsepoet
My thoughts run deep like a well / But shallow minds drown in the adepts
Beneath a sky of whispered blue, A tree begins its dance anew, Its branches sway with wild delight, Caressed by the wind in morning light. Each leaf a note in nature's song, It twirls and bends, both proud and strong, The rhythm hums through bark and bough, A secret shared in sacred vow. The wind, a lover soft and free, Moves through the arms of every tree, And as it dances, joy unbinds— A gift it gives to Earth and minds. That joy flows down in trembling streams, Through roots that hold forgotten dreams, It pulses deep in earthen veins, Like laughter woven into rains. The soil drinks in this rooted kiss, A quiet thrill, a whispered bliss, And flowers bloom where joy has passed, Love planted deep, designed to last. So when you see a tree in spin, Just know it hears the song within, And shares its dance with all below— A rhythm only roots can know.
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Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 10:22 AM UTC
The Trees Dance
Weep not for the passion but for the love my heart consumes Taste not my lips but the desire upon my breath Feel not the touch of my hands but the beating of my heart against yours See not my eyes but deep within my soul where the essence of my being awaits your embrace Ache not for my leaving but for the loneliness felt from being apart Rejoice not for my return but for the love I bring anew…
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Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 5:10 PM UTC
Essence of Desire
Beneath the moon in a quiet garden space silver light rests softly on each place A black cat waits with eyes that never stray watching a bird who lifts and flies away His fur absorbs the depth of endless night his gaze is fixed upon her fleeting flight She cuts the sky with wings both strong and free and takes his heart where it can never be Her song drifts down like something almost true a sound that makes his longing feel brand new He knows her world is air and open sky while his is earth where shadows slowly lie She was not meant to land or stay too long he was not built to join her song So in that garden still beneath the moon he loves a dream that vanished far too soon
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Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 5:05 PM UTC
Love on the Wing
The winds of change Have swept through our tree of life And stripped the branches bare Naked limbs Resembling gnarled arms Reach for what used to be But is no longer there Left cold and alone Any remnants of love or happiness Has been thoroughly erased A twisted skeleton Of a once flourishing life Now stands in its place Cobwebs have become its security blanket And dead parasites and insects its company In a place named misery Though there is still a beat of a heart There is no consciousness No hope or purpose Just an empty shell That’s smells of Regret and sorrow Whose decaying bark Is just a symbolic reminder Of our faded dreams Which no longer serves us Just a silent tomb Which echoes the sadness Of endless today’s And a forgotten tomorrows
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Sep 2, 2025
Sep 2, 2025 at 6:25 PM UTC
The Winds Of Change
Swirling torment Spinning in reverse Riding waves of agony Sick and perverse Twisting and turning Losing my sight Grasping and holding With all my might Slowly losing grip On love, life and sanity Gasping for air Drowning in my abnormality Have I the strength To stand and fight Free myself from misery And find again the light? Or do I lay peaceful And take my last breath Hope that I find solace In a quick and painless death Answers to these questions I know I shall never find In this madding violent tempest I shall forever be confined.
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
The Tempest
Why are so many people So ******* rude! They all feel so entitled With their “IT’S All About Me” attitude! Disrespect has replaced Common courtesy and good will They would rather give you the finger Or worse attack you or even **** How have so many hearts Turned so evil and black, Is it a growing sickness? Or a sense of humanity they all lack? I’ve now become a cynic A distruster of mankind Am I the only one who see’s  and feels this? Is everyone really that ******* blind! No more love or compassion For our so called fellow man It’s replaced with greed for money and power And **** everyone who’s not part of their plan. So I now live in my own little world Where I am away from their greed and inhumanity Where I am loved and respected And away from all their ******* insanity!
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 9:30 AM UTC
My own little world
I smell the pleasant aroma Of our fatal last shot Your beautiful **** barrel Smoking and red hot Oh how you fill me With such pleasure and power How the very sight of your loveliness Mad our victims run and cower Makes me laugh aloud How the haters give you the blame When it’s really me, not my beloved AK Who feels the need to ****** and maim So let them try and take you But they better get ready to run Because I’m another entitled American Who can legally “HUNT” with my gun
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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 4:39 PM UTC
ARMED AND DANGEROUS
My soul is ill But I'll not find a cure It is infected and rotting Of this I am sure. It bleeds and aches From this sickness you have brought Corrupting my spirit Twisting my every thought Distorting my inner visions And contaminating my sense of sanity Totally destroying my faith In love, life and humanity You are the bringer of pain The lord of heartache and dismay And I’ve become your disciple To your malevolence I now pray Set my soul free From your dark incantation So I may find my way back To the light and salvation I have given you my all And can’t bear another day Of this beautiful chaos And your sinful ways Release me now Take my last breath So I can at last be free Even if it’s through death Maybe I will be reborn Again to the light And then I can rejoice That I’ve finally won the fight!
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May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 2:49 PM UTC
Salvation
As I walk down this road Towards a destination unknown I pray sometime soon That place will be shown I’ve walked many miles In these shoes that are not mine So I could understand why You chose to leave me behind These shoes are now tattered And my feet very sore And I understand your reason Even less than before So the old saying is wrong At least for us two Because I’ve walked more than a mile Down this road in your shoes
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC
In these shoes that are not mine