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darrel-weeks-1
darrel-weeks-1
57/M/UK
The final ride Dream about a new ancestor That’s spits and waves As the sunflower begs And the sun raises its empty soul And the river stops to flow Changing course in a heartbeat Valleys and trees Jump and play in courteous disbelief Wash it’s future banal Bankrupt by natures design Changing course in a heartbeat Will you rise and walk with me Will you close your fingers tight to be absolved
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Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 4:43 PM UTC
The final ride
Pull every petal from the red Rose i gave you Throw them into the wind to scatter That is how you make me feel
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 11:03 AM UTC
Rose ( I hate poems with a flower in the title )
One day , i know i am old Its the cold that you feel within the sun Not the desire to show like a Peacock All the beauty inside , you cannot hide this The nights of lust have long since departed Replaced by an infrequent memory Don't pretend it doesn't hurt To know want is to know the nature of being Can you make it home before the day breaks And all is be revealed Time stands still and smiles For it knows that it will pass , it always passes Blue , yellow & Green had been the colours Now i am only seen in Black I knew i would never be old back in those days But , look i am
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 10:55 AM UTC
I AM OLD ?
Darkness Behind the frenzy of daybreak Lies sadness Behind the darkest sadness Lies loneliness Behind loneliness is to walk the empty mile
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Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 7:00 AM UTC
The empty mile
Wander around with a broken Heart everyday Give us back all the words that we have said And all the dreams that are shared The withered vine that traces life Is but the crushing of the Soul Once the Sun could shine And the Roses bloomed in discussion With the Rains sweet gift Life was one long summers day Wander around with a broken Heart everyday Can anyone be so cruel Not to notice that this earth dies screaming Please forgive broken love For she is selfish in design
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Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 4:03 AM UTC
Once the Sun could shine ( if it demands to do so )
We have cried enough tears to wash away This ***** old town and its habit With loves crushing wave We replenish the need for a new life But not the need to sing
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Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 4:56 AM UTC
Sing
Water is the belief That will replenish the stem of desire The bloom of thoughtful love Developed in expanse but with little dreams Sun is like a turning blossom chained Its motion reflects it movement by its design
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Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 11:38 AM UTC
Sun3Flower
The fear is that I have become All that I have always loathed with not knowing it A soul stuck in a room without doors or windows Just a feeling that all is useless by design. The words climb all over my heart, so I choose not to speak For to say all I feel is just a passed off fantasy A moment of paranoia But its not its despair, I am screaming, I am screaming , I am screaming , I am screaming Taken like the pinch of salt I have mined. I understand that I need never be believed for being ME So I need to let go, but cant let go of all You will never know how much I hate being me To hide amongst the hate and hurt that sits with this mind This painting is of life, it ages none it has no youth but tries to speak , just tries to speak And all the while the distance grows between you and me
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Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 5:48 AM UTC
M E
Sleeping tears are awoken by the sorrow They take no defence in their flow Just carry the disease of despair Sleeping tears talk to me when aroused They threaten that all can never be well For despair is an emotion i can escape
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Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 5:26 AM UTC
Sleeping Tears
All a poor child has is eye level There is no understanding that anything existing above WE are not allowed to see Heaven Just told IT exists , like its pleasure really existed I would Pray not to Pray But to take the beauty of life by both hands and pretend this is the superficial Heaven
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Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 6:18 AM UTC
Poor