I am the world
vacated,
left forgotten
or put away
or whatever words
linger
and are used
to describe
how the possession
once prized
and treasured
and held softly
amoungst tender hands
was dropped.
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Poems written by me. Not written in any particular style they simply express how i was feeling at that moment in time.
Again, just so beautiful, meaningful, poignant, beautifully sad and to the point. Makes me think of how mankind has despised his inheritance and cast it all to the wayside for... for what?
ReplyDeleteAnd on a personal level... my deepest empathy, love and respect to all who experience this dismay, spoken so aptly in these words.
ReplyDeletethat it doesn't seem like only seven days ago that the Little Monster last made a post, and came by to see if she is well, though his heart already knows that she lives and breathes... at least.
ReplyDeleteLittle Monster has been out in the world pretending to be queen but now she is back waging war against the shadows which lurk in the blackness.
ReplyDeleteThere is no pretension, Little Queen. As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.
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