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TONIGHTS DELIVERY

Do not oversleep

do not dream

all my poems are born through the night

I feel I'm tapping keys

but I drink red wine

blood flourishes me

in the morning I wake up

brush off my dream

never scream

then through my veins

flows my verse

you ask is it a verse

I say worse

then you clap for me

look me up in a library

did you ever find me

say something I may believe

OBVIOUS POEMATICALLY

THE Obvious O Poets

Enjoy cold Ice Cream
Ice Creams are cold
haven't heard of hot ones
yet

It's raining outside
yes but of Course
it can't rain inside

Take shelter under
A umbrella
you meant
AN,
O Poetic Fella

in Poetree
use
a leaf
be brief
leave out trees

GOD'S WILL

AND THIS IS GOD'S WILL
Thank YOU I Must
FOR Passing Such Poetical Time
ALL Lords Blessings
A Wasteful Life
Passing BY IS Being Kept Alive

Keep THE Waterfalls Flowing
LET NOT THE Snow AT Niagara Solidify
Then What Will HE Think
Where AM I Alive

Gods Will IS Written
IN THE Winds OF Destiny
Some Read IT
Some Understand IT
BUT NOT

BREAD

Another crumb, another day.
One more slice another year
as one by one time slips away
with loss of the ones I hold dear.

Until there's little left to chew
and few loaves left from times gone by.
Too soon the losses are nothing new
matters not the tears we cry.

Some loaves get toasted by fast living
others stay white from lives lived cold.
then some are cut too short by giving
better that than green from mold.

Ghosted Me

Ghost of Me
I have disappeared completely,
I have vanished physically,
I remain only a figment of your imagination.
I remain only a fleeting memory in your meditation.
I have ghosted you.

I may have journeyed to another world,
I may have disappeared underground,
I remain only a throbbing pain through your sensations,
I remain only an invisible presence behind your motivations,
I have ghosted you.

TWO MORROWS came and went

Tomorrow will be the coldest day
minus 24 the Met guy does say
wait till it's all over
how can One write
of the snow

Till it comes and goes
just hope it snows

Wow met guys are too good
the whole night minus 24 the temperature stood
and snowed all night
though light

now the temperature is same
despite
the sun is white
and
bright

Exercise in shallow writing

You held a blade
to my heart.
Every beat
fondled
the point of it.

When my heart was pounding for you,
it was like suicide.

Thomas

SIMPLE HUMOUR POETS

JUST PAUSE
I need to see this fully

time is not waiting now for me
I have to run after it
yet say

WALK DON'T RUN

Time is swifter really
now than me

The weary whistle of the wind

The wind blows
its weary whistle
warbling
out its song .
Soft solemn
serene and low
filled with the
flittering flurries
of frost and snow .

LIGHTER VEIN FUN

Don't Drink ever Alcohol
bathe only in Sexohol

Blank mind Ya''ll have never
what of a mental Bbock

wow conceive it not ever
sexover some love moneyocholl
all for ever

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