the_radical007 - Hello Poetry

O traveller, when will you return to the origin of your being? Reality is what you are and a reverie is what you have been. Your similitude is to the moon with its varying phases, ever luminous but with lasting traces. It is the origin from where you started and it is where you will ever arrive, though it is a thing mysterious but you have never failed to strive. So I ask O traveller, have you earned for what you strived? Be content O stranger, for to the origin I have arrived.

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Aug 10, 2020

Aug 10, 2020 at 7:40 AM UTC

the_radical007

[Glad Tidings]

O traveller, when will you return to the origin of your being? Reality is what you are and a reverie is what you have been. Your similitude is to the moon with its varying phases, ever luminous but with lasting traces. It is the origin from where you started and it is where you will ever arrive, though it is a thing mysterious but you have never failed to strive. So I ask O traveller, have you earned for what you strived? Be content O stranger, for to the origin I have arrived.

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The matchstick is kindled and I dwindle at the thought of meeting my end, as nothing is permanent and has to be sent. Nothing was yours as it was lent. Life is nothing but an enjoyment of delusion seldom have you heard this been told, so intensely think and do not be so bold to amuse everything that is being told. You do not see but it is a heavy load, so be more kind than you are cold. For everything has to wither and grow old, surely seldom have you heard this been told

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Aug 10, 2020

Aug 10, 2020 at 7:39 AM UTC

the_radical007

[A Withering Thought]

The matchstick is kindled and I dwindle at the thought of meeting my end, as nothing is permanent and has to be sent. Nothing was yours as it was lent. Life is nothing but an enjoyment of delusion seldom have you heard this been told, so intensely think and do not be so bold to amuse everything that is being told. You do not see but it is a heavy load, so be more kind than you are cold. For everything has to wither and grow old, surely seldom have you heard this been told

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Raindrops drops with each sound, on the hills , mountains and mounds. Though it is wet and dripping, Nature has its own way of freaking. I hear the thunderclap and saw lightning, truth be told it was a little frightening. I closed the windows and felt secure, the rain stopped trapping me into a lure. What i saw later was an element of surprise, For what I saw was a lightning in disguise.

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Aug 10, 2020

Aug 10, 2020 at 7:36 AM UTC

the_radical007

[Rainy Surprise]

Raindrops drops with each sound, on the hills , mountains and mounds. Though it is wet and dripping, Nature has its own way of freaking. I hear the thunderclap and saw lightning, truth be told it was a little frightening. I closed the windows and felt secure, the rain stopped trapping me into a lure. What i saw later was an element of surprise, For what I saw was a lightning in disguise.

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