Tale Of The Journey home (1)
O century dawn
Weary of times long gone
I shall arrive home,journey done
Blessed dust on my feet
I beseech you to sit
Below this net of glowing lights
Where stoned flames burn bright
Weep not as I tell of the one gone past
Silence the fool and his talking drum
That beckons every other one,come
Empty the gourd and burn the snuff
Clog the streams for you will need enough
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O century dawn
Weary of times long gone
I shall arrive home,journey done
Blessed dust on my feet
I beseech you to sit
Below this net of glowing lights
Where stoned flames burn bright
Weep not as I tell of the one gone past
Silence the fool and his talking drum
That beckons every other one,come
Empty the gourd and burn the snuff
Clog the streams for you will need enough
-inspo_art
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*Oh,How much I relish these days.*
Oh,How much I relish these days
I spend beneath my calming shade
Lost in a calming sweet daze
Watching sweetly as my troubles fade
With what shall I pair this,my dear
Oh,how much I wish you speech
Or a bit more beauty and calm to share
Envious I am,seeing your colors bleach
Reveling in your pretty blooms
Oh,if only you could do the grooms
What do I a man do in my case?
One who seems to have no place
Among his brothers whom he envy
Or among this flowery bevy
To where can a weak man flee
One who seeks to outrun his thought
Perhaps a few speckles of glee
Shall he build one like one I sought
One of stretched out skies
Larger than these with buzzing flies
How easily I am fooled
I detest my lonely shed
Much bigger I would be most pleased
It breeds my cranky mind
And leaves my feelings blind
So much for the soothe I find
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Oh,How much I relish these days
I spend beneath my calming shade
Lost in a calming sweet daze
Watching sweetly as my troubles fade
With what shall I pair this,my dear
Oh,how much I wish you speech
Or a bit more beauty and calm to share
Envious I am,seeing your colors bleach
Reveling in your pretty blooms
Oh,if only you could do the grooms
What do I a man do in my case?
One who seems to have no place
Among his brothers whom he envy
Or among this flowery bevy
To where can a weak man flee
One who seeks to outrun his thought
Perhaps a few speckles of glee
Shall he build one like one I sought
One of stretched out skies
Larger than these with buzzing flies
How easily I am fooled
I detest my lonely shed
Much bigger I would be most pleased
It breeds my cranky mind
And leaves my feelings blind
So much for the soothe I find
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Sepulchre
He lies in sleep
Under dried greens held up
And the waters sink deep
Voices filling ev’ry drop
Steps up a mile
A million upon the sands of time
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He lies in sleep
Under dried greens held up
And the waters sink deep
Voices filling ev’ry drop
Steps up a mile
A million upon the sands of time
#review#review
#poetry#poetry
#Inspo_art#Inspo_art❤️
#everyone#everyone
Behind my Stony DoorsBehind my Stony Doors
I am a man of lies
A man filled with warped truth
I wish to cry
Maybe then I’ll be sure I’m really hurt
Maybe then I’ll be able to see beyond my dark clouds
To see the storm crushing other shores
But I never shed a drop
Like a room with no open doors
I am a closed cannon
Filled with fired balls
I can’t keep them in
Neither can I let them go
For fear of hurting others
I watch as carnage destroys me inside
A deadly yet inevitable ride
Where shall I find a balm for my sores...
-inspo_a.rt
This is something I wrote when I was down.
This (whatever it is)is the first writeup I wrote.
I’ve kept it for close to two years.
I never planned to make it public because of the hurt that birthed it
Buh here I am..sharing it
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#everyone
#inspo_art
I am a man of lies
A man filled with warped truth
I wish to cry
Maybe then I’ll be sure I’m really hurt
Maybe then I’ll be able to see beyond my dark clouds
To see the storm crushing other shores
But I never shed a drop
Like a room with no open doors
I am a closed cannon
Filled with fired balls
I can’t keep them in
Neither can I let them go
For fear of hurting others
I watch as carnage destroys me inside
A deadly yet inevitable ride
Where shall I find a balm for my sores...
-inspo_a.rt
This is something I wrote when I was down.
This (whatever it is)is the first writeup I wrote.
I’ve kept it for close to two years.
I never planned to make it public because of the hurt that birthed it
Buh here I am..sharing it
#review
#everyone
#inspo_art