There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death,
And though I cannot always see him, upon my neck I can always feel his breath
As he whispers to me relentlessly, deftly using my soul’s own Shibboleth.
He is my... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 303 Views added 4 days ago
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Does the winter really turn into spring,
Does it go from a white to a green sort of thing?
Or, is a winter a thing of its own–
A singular winter, past, off to places unknown?
-- by... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 11 Views added 7 days ago
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Wandering wonders
I see paths break asunder
My wonder wanders
-- by... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 15 Views added 7 days ago
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The Walls…
The Walls…
The Walls…
How they look upon me.
Their eyes,
Once so bright and filled with light,
Are now dark with dead of night.
I can hear them
Creaking,
Speaking to me as they sit
Staring insufferably.
Listening,
Always... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 322 Views added 13 days ago
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Dearest mother, I wish to write to thee
On this motherly day of love and glee
To tell you how much I appreciate
The role that you’ve played in shaping my fate.
For, without your patient, loving way,
I would most certainly have gone astray.
Yet... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 232 Views added 24 days ago
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Life will have days that you will wish to revise
Things said or done will fill you with compromise
Decisions over which you will agonize
And still, the sun will rise
At times others will seek to antagonize
Nights filled with anger will... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 126 Views added 26 days ago
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When I am up, every sky is a boundless, cloudless expanse of brilliantly blinding blue.
When I am up, I am William the Conqueror and William Shakespeare and William Jennings Bryan all in one.
When I am up, life is an eternity of perfect days... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 132 Views added 28 days ago
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To You, With Love, From Me
Please know I too have felt there is nothing left,
been afraid, and out of hope.
Please know I too have felt there is nothing left
and did not know if I could cope.
Please know that I too have felt alone
and... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 543 Views added 1 month ago
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rain
eyes strain
through liquid lines on window pane
lines arc
mind sparks
seeking secrets in the dark
clock ticks
thoughts flick
philosopher to lunatic
booms crack
flash back
air so heavy, sky so black
thoughts swarm
words... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 136 Views added 2 months ago
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Arrows
Arrows from bright, unbroken skies
are falling down into the eyes
of a man who is searching, yearning to find
fantastical vistas inside his mind.
The warming rays illuminate for him
branching paths from which to choose again–
one... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 282 Views added 2 months ago
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A bitter piece
Of peace
May be all the peace
We get but any piece
Of peace
Is worth a bit of peace
To someone
-- by... – by ThoughtsFromB4 | 18 Views added 5 months ago
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