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Pieter Meyer May 2018
Your heart
is gushing
forever
rushing
to that mountain top spot
that will stop its rot.

You need
to let go
let your anger
flow

for some highs
are just fake
and not worth
the ache.
Pieter Meyer May 2018
Haunting words pierce my heart each time
I hear your whistling voice
singing in the wind.

Your melody has changed over the years
like the dark brown of late fall leaves -
refusing to bow
to the call of change.

I'm singing with you, though
I don't know if you can hear me
but I'd like to believe
that two young lovers
lost in a gale of wannabe romance
will hear our haunting song
and fall in love
Pieter Meyer May 2018
Too much wondering
about the unknown
****** my soul dry.
Pieter Meyer Nov 2017
He's so free of cares
the sun observes him for tips
to shine a bit brighter

He's so beamingly audacious
the meek and fearful
are bold in his presence

He's so blissfully calm
some praise his stark ignorance
as a virtue to behold

Then one day he was gone
People starting worshiping the sun
and made his ignorance
the state's religion

— The End —