TRU KNOW TIME.


SCATTERING THE SINCE LONG AVOIDED

Far above the dream of the individual’s great strength
have the thoughts wished for highness been tongue-tied

Truths may only be suspected, be indifferently attacked,
longing for where something impossibly can get worsened
and when common sense as a rule here is overestimated,
the years unerringly are castrated; slow and worn dead…

When you at times, quite often, sit in your afterwisdom
and rarely there visiting other than through coercion;
becoming a vacillating joke, born-with loneliness,
snort at all mistakes, in-grown dirt, dumbness…

Realize:
It is a nauseating to be seated in pitifulness.

In awkward unreality, a placed shallow lowness,
sail the scum on imaginations highest waves
while our foes sick nonsense is said to own you a value;
goodhearted are eagerly pulled away as weeds
where dirt sits stuck with all its silly questions needs…



In particularly hard to understand seems to be:

Here are never bought any kind of indulgence of dirt
and inner thoughts will stand up front ― no matter what.




Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
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Written on 2023-11-03 at 13:16

Tags Inner  Matter  Low 

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Masterful couplet at the end there. That's 3 for 3 in terms of strong endings, my guy. Amazing work.

Language: 5
Format: 5
Mood: 5
Overall: 5
2023-11-06