I would not call myself a poet
prehaps a person who loves words?
Yeah that sounds right......
I look at myself in scheme of it all
I get up everyday whats my reason for growing?
mabye nothing or something, I prefer to fool myself indulge in a childlike deluision that I am here for a reason and important.
It nice to watch the rain
Its calming and soothing but in reality when you get out into it its cold and wet and leaves you shivering, kind of like life it looks all warm and inviting fun and glittering but its cruel unforgiving and hard.
Okay I am finished now enjoy and if not then thats fine too.
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its a rant, it sounds crazy but I wrote it so lie to me and tell me you like it.....
Please tell me what you think
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thatsws cool...u loved to prsent urself as you are and have no airs about it..simplicity is the anme f teh agme caleld poetry..ahemmm..well done poem..i liked it -
This was a good rant. I like reading these, because you always learn something even if it is about another person you can always relate in some way. Thank you for sharing. Blessed Be! ~~S & M~~
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Hehe, yes, I enjoy it.
Its that wandering that thought does, ideas and connections briefly flashing.
I particularly like your discriptions of the rain and reality. Something that perhaps will lead to another muse?
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