"thoug" poems
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old man wi- ••••••••
thered•as suns ••••••••
would set....over ••••••••
many days•follies ••••••••
he committed, then ••••••••
unencumbered•fina- ••••••••
lly caught up...so now ••••••••
he pays • like an unca- ••••••••
ged bird, he had left his ••••••••
perch• not looking
back, leaving behi-
nd hatchlings and
nest• he discarded
his roots when he
left them in the lu-
rch• flew to pursue
what he had thoug-
ht was best•now he's
ailing thin.....he seeks
to reconcile • reached
to his sons...and left a
voice message•asking
atonement for his cri-
mes so despicable and
vile • for now he lays con- ••••••••
sumed.........by illness and ••••••••
rage•hours tick by as his ••••••••
days blur into weeks...• ••••••••
his frail breaths weak- ••••••••
en as he succumbs in ••••••••
bed•finally the call ••••••••
did come bearing ••••••••
the absolution ••••••••
he seeks• ••••••••
just a minute too late,
for the old man is already
dead•
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
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my th
my tho
my thou
my thoug
my though
my thought
my thoughts
my thoughts a
my thoughts ar
my thoughts are
my thoughts are d
my thoughts are dr
my thoughts are dro
my thoughts are drow
my thoughts are drown
my thoughts are drowni
my thoughts are drownin
my thoughts are drowning
my thoughts are drowning m
my thoughts are drowning me
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 7:09 AM UTC
How she did the little me dispel
Like the wind drives away the hucks,
Like the sun scatter broad the clouds--
The verily high and vain damsel!
Thoug I be a low man, I know;
Yet shall I not to a swank bow.
Jan 23, 2012
Jan 23, 2012 at 2:33 AM UTC
I'm not a professional thoug,
i do write songs in the flow,
i write little that i know,
that life is a journey high and low,
who does not want to be prø?,
so practice is al i do to grow
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC