Elegy
The Schnook’s Lament 2.0
I hope that you find love and happiness, Between what you have and deserve, Exists an abyss, Your creativity - a mastery of artistry,
Big Six
Big Six… Every place, you are missing, In the womb of end. ***** Porcelain dolls stare into the Unreachable glass blue infinity….
RL StevensonPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe Heavens are Jealous
On a balcony stood a young beautiful pale looking woman Who had her head bent down Radiating from her is a thick air of sorrow
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Echoes of Gratitude
In the quiet moments of reflection, Where gratitude finds its gentle inception, There lies a sentiment, pure and true,
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Celestial Reverie: Odes to the Everchanging Sky
In the vast expanse where dreams take flight, The canvas of blue stretches, infinite and bright. Above the world, where birds and clouds roam free,
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Eternal Echoes: A Symphony of Hope
In the darkest night, a flicker bright, Hope, a beacon, guiding light. Through shadows deep, it softly gleams, A whispered promise in silent dreams.
Vultures
Vultures all That is our culture now They fly in for a bite Once they’ve got what they need They take flight Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWe’re All Fake
We’re all fake Inside and out Over baked from this emotional drought Never taught how to interact Always giving the wrong reaction
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsIf I Left Here Tomorrow-2
If I left here tomorrow Would you even notice? Or would you carry on Until you could find someone else to provide my services
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsIf I Left Here Tomorrow
If I left here tomorrow Would you even notice? Or would you just notice all the unpaid bills All of the uncooked meals
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Ethereal Wanderer
In fields of gold, where wildflowers sway, There danced a girl with eyes like day. Her laughter rang like silver bells,
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A Tapestry of Friendship
In the tapestry of life, friends are the threads, Binding our hearts in the loom of shared dreams. Through the highs and lows, their presence steads,