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I hope to awake on an open field
Where children play on swings,
Watching people walk their dogs,
And all those kind of things.
I hope to see yellow daffodils
In their thousands all in line,
Followed along with bluebells,
A blue sky and sun that shines.
I hope to see those people
The ones I used to know,
Instead of sadness in their eyes
Now is a smile that always glows.
I hope to see those animals,
Cows, pigs and sheep
Grazing together without any fear
Knowing they're not food to eat.
I hope to see a different world
A world that we've never seen
One with peace and harmony
The way it should have been.
I hope to awake on an open field
And I hope that day will be
With all those lovely people,
And my true love waiting for me.
greatsloth Oct 2024
In her eyes I was glowing
She thought I was a rare find
A diamond in the rough—
No, I am moissanite.

I am never that grand,
Even a thousand painters
Couldn't paint me as they can't
Get inspired with my abstract self.

It would be better to wonder
From a far like looking at that cool car,
Let it not be known
That it is lacking in parts.
when someone's interested in you, yet you know that there's nothing about you that is interesting.
CS Modei Sep 2024
blip!

wave!

blink.

tilt?

nod…

gesture!!

tilt

point!
shiver­…

idea!

reach!

grasp!?

grab.

warm!!

smile!

smile.
I'd like to see if anyone can figure out the story here!
Tafuta Atarashī Sep 2024
My ten toes down.
But I walk as though
The very ground
Upon which the sky stands
Cannot touch me.
I sit, stand, walk, run...
Eyes forward And
Too aware of what's behind.
The past for now not fleeting.
Breathing down my blindside
When I reminisce
Should I revisit
Your memory.

I look to the hills
The horizon over which
My past is withered away
And forgotten
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