"hult" poems
A train pulls into the station,
A taxi pulls up and drops someone off at the same station.
A man climbs out of the taxi breifcase in hand,
A women pulls up clad in a office dress heels held in hand.
At midnight a man boards a train heading north,
somewhere along the way a women also boards the same train heading north.
The man started at one point,
The women another point.
The man came alone,
The women inspite reality never felt alone.
Two cups of hot coco sat together,
Two pairs of feet snuggled under the blanket together.
The train came to a hult,
As so did the conversations hult.
A breifcase left the train station,
A pair of heels fleed the station.
As a taxi was hailed the breifcase was placed on the floorboard,
The heels klanked to the ground of the taxi's floorboard.
A man drove off in a taxi,
A women stole away in a taxi.
They may not have started together,
But they ended together.
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 11:34 PM UTC
Thing's have been difficult,
at one point my life was at a hult.
but i raised myself to understand,
that determination is very grand.
One Shot of that and my mind went crazy,
but after that thing's wernt so hazy.
I learned the world was a bitter place,
standing around wasn't the case.
I aim for success,
hope im blessed.
I wish you good luck too,
to carry lifes finests with you
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 3:35 PM UTC
UNDSKYLD
tårer der tværer mit blæk
Tomme ord
Der runger hult og langt væk
UNDSKYLD
Jeg ved det godt
Brændt og såret
Lander langt fra blødt
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kom nu bare tilbage
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 6:36 PM UTC