TRU KNOW TIME.
The wounded days has happened here, so grow your sad worry,
trample the snare in after the real words ― the denied spoors,
in the thinnest annual rings someone seen ― Say sorry,
as he who chooses to in need remain dead in the years
Be a torn now ― in remembrance for insufferable injuries tears
Through parched weak twigs and strongest branches, since long unable,
came these hearts eleven life’s richly well-furnished;
living a supplied meat to remain here… Unbreakable.
Get visible ― laid beneath this forsaken footstep as helpless
Was momentarily high up by a clean will and averseness,
but then readily dragged down to search after impossible lust
Life is obviously made me here too petty and for my pity
Repealing hereby your presence with my presence.
Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
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Written on 2023-11-06 at 16:40
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THE WOUNDED DAYS
Lifting apart knots ― inwrought close to the old night cold soresThe wounded days has happened here, so grow your sad worry,
trample the snare in after the real words ― the denied spoors,
in the thinnest annual rings someone seen ― Say sorry,
as he who chooses to in need remain dead in the years
Be a torn now ― in remembrance for insufferable injuries tears
Through parched weak twigs and strongest branches, since long unable,
came these hearts eleven life’s richly well-furnished;
living a supplied meat to remain here… Unbreakable.
Get visible ― laid beneath this forsaken footstep as helpless
Was momentarily high up by a clean will and averseness,
but then readily dragged down to search after impossible lust
Life is obviously made me here too petty and for my pity
Repealing hereby your presence with my presence.
Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
Read 169 times
Written on 2023-11-06 at 16:40
Tags Visible Presence Years
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