Rockingwrangler - Hello Poetry

Deep green moss, Old logs Death should be beautiful Wrong wars, bad reasons

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May 5

May 5, 2026 at 10:37 AM UTC

Deep green moss, Old logs Death should be beautiful Wrong wars, bad reasons

A longing for change is to set one heart's dream to imagination. All fleeting if uncaught. All lost for not given or action taken of. Hardship only makes a longing more strong and true in its path. Without hardship comes weakness , weakness causes pain. With hardship,weakness comes to those who are with weakness, for the strong become blind to help them. But a weak person knows it is better to be weak, then to live with pain unshackled in the mind. For pain In the mind is incurable and never stopping. Life is difficult. I have many thing to tell you but never could I show the pain inflicted. The relentless torment, nor the words uttered. For the cloud cast over my mind is imprentatrable, and yet so clear. Words willing to be said but never uttered. Words to never be repeated. Scars to last. Not all of life remains bleak. For night is dark and seemingly hopeless, but stars, only miniscule pinpricks of light manage to still bring lasting hope and beauty to a dreary scene. I want to thank you all, for being those stars. And I ask, shine bright shine for those who have lost theirs shine or are still to achieve it. For life carries it secrets well. Shine, my friends, shine.

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Mar 13

Mar 13, 2026 at 11:06 AM UTC

A thought on Weakness and hardship 4/12/2024

A longing for change is to set one heart's dream to imagination. All fleeting if uncaught. All lost for not given or action taken of. Hardship only makes a longing more strong and true in its path. Without hardship comes weakness , weakness causes pain. With hardship,weakness comes to those who are with weakness, for the strong become blind to help them. But a weak person knows it is better to be weak, then to live with pain unshackled in the mind. For pain In the mind is incurable and never stopping. Life is difficult. I have many thing to tell you but never could I show the pain inflicted. The relentless torment, nor the words uttered. For the cloud cast over my mind is imprentatrable, and yet so clear. Words willing to be said but never uttered. Words to never be repeated. Scars to last. Not all of life remains bleak. For night is dark and seemingly hopeless, but stars, only miniscule pinpricks of light manage to still bring lasting hope and beauty to a dreary scene. I want to thank you all, for being those stars. And I ask, shine bright shine for those who have lost theirs shine or are still to achieve it. For life carries it secrets well. Shine, my friends, shine.

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I was once human, Not a number but a name I was once human, Now a number, not a name, I was once human Had a name, now a number. I was human, Never will be the same I was human Given the right to blame I am human Am both the number and the name.

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Mar 13

Mar 13, 2026 at 10:56 AM UTC

I was human

I was once human, Not a number but a name I was once human, Now a number, not a name, I was once human Had a name, now a number. I was human, Never will be the same I was human Given the right to blame I am human Am both the number and the name.

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