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Dracol Noir Apr 2016
You bury your head in shame
in a pit full of snakes,
but despite all your fame
the creatures will not wake.
Try, try,
as you might.
Try, try,
but you cannot take flight.
This is the world you fight to live in,
this is the world full of suffering.
Oh try, try,
as you might.
Try, try,
but you'll never again see the light.
This is Earth,
this is home.
This was where you were given birth,
this was where dinosaurs did roam.
This is where you take your last breath,
this is where your body now lies.
This is where you experience death,
this is where you say your goodbyes.
So try, try,
as you might.
Try, try,
your spirit dances in the moonlight.
Oh, so try, try,
as you might.
Try, try,
and feel the pain as the creatures bite.
Someone once mentioned burying their head in shame on some trivial matter, and so, I had a spur of the moment.
Then I was called weird.
Brumous Oct 2021
gone was you,
and gone was I

I search the wind, saying
"where am I?"
Dracol Noir Apr 2016
Rain, rain, rain.
It's really such a pain.
When the creatures see the rain,
You just want to have them slain,
To see the crimson light rain
And the thoroughbred horse with the bright red mane.
All goes swirling down the fiery red drain.
Rain, rain, rain.
It isn't just a pain.
I like rain. My friend kept complaining.

Years later, I'm going back through my old poems and reading this trivial one... To think, this could have a vastly different interpretation despite its pure randomness on the topic of rain. It was a spontaneous creation worded around a mindless comment, meant for laughs, thus held no deeper meaning.
Intriguing, what hidden meaning do you think it holds, dear reader?
Zoe Mae Sep 2021
Where will we be when the last elephant falls
I'll still be in the room
You'll be down the hall
Let's keep pretending
life's never ending
when it's really the extinction of us all
Zoe Mae Sep 2021
She had a spirit of flames
Eyes deep as the sea
A soul soothing as rain
A heart born to live free

And while she loved Earth
she always knew she could fly
A true goddess like her
belongs in the sky
Arise Sep 2021
you
are
good to be
than
good to see.
bob disapproved
Michael Sep 2021
If Santa Claus snuck up on you,
would you be ready?
Don't look so haughty,
cause if you get caught bein naughty
Santa's gonna get you good, buddy.
Better shorten that list sonny.
He ain't much for greed.
Ask for a **** pony,
might get the whole stampede.
What would you do
If he snuck up behind ya,
leaned into your ear and whispered,
"I GOTCHA!"?
Better be on your best behavior.
Bein good should be your goal.
Don't think your slick.  You best be careful,
unless you like bein given coal.
Look at you bein all ornery,
fussin and yellin, duckin and dodgin.
You ain't foolin no one but yourself by
sayin, "Santa ain't watchin."
You already know he's gonna write that one down.
Man, Santa's been watchin all year round.
But you did what you done, just know that he's knowin.
Welp, at least you'll be able to keep the fire goin.
There's still time to get on the Nice list.
Zoe Mae Sep 2021
The one who says nothing
owns the room
It's silence that makes the loudest
boom
Zoe Mae Sep 2021
You say we're going nowhere
I say then please drive slow
If we get lost I really don't care
We both have nowhere else to go
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