Yesterday was only a dream
A reality of today
Though nothing is as it should be
Yesterday was only a dream
Love is of not as it would seem
When your affection fades away
Yesterday was only a dream
A reality of today
A Faded Dream From Yesterday
Tag: Poet
Circumspect
Oh, burdened are the excess of humanities woes
from corner to corner,
foolish cries are caught
their expectations inject most fervently
though otherwise argued facts not prudent to the cause
withheld is my discretion,
away from all the world
never again to believe a word from lying lips that preach too much
from now until eternity,
weary are actions of this cautious mind
I am the fool
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TOO CURIOUS
Have I lost myself?
A notable question I’m sure for amelioration is inconceivable
Too curious is a mind that covets without contrition
Perhaps too many desideration’s?
They are more like unshakable ghosts eager to haunt
To save me is to kill me, as fate just contradicts archaic modes
Integrity is in the guise of swift imagination’s making fools for fun
Where am I?
Dissipated behind the curtain, too aware of the eyes of death which is at length
I have lost myself
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LIE AND WAIT
Perception,
a one-sided observation where notice is taken
yet this audience remains unnoticed
It’s passable,
not as if you cannot comprehend
– choices made to believe certain irrelevance
Information simply to meet the standard
Intelligence is irrelevant
when evolution missed its mark
The look of a normal person
with an unaccountable intellect
Not dumb,
– merely insensible,
as if the intentions of the universe artlessly left it out
Once immovable at a certain age
entrapment forms an imbecile who is incompetent
Abandoned –
surrounded by repugnant narcissism
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A Whistle in the Wind
A happy day is one like today
sacrosanct offerings mean not
but only if they did?
to what end would it matter
For today
Today is a happy day
Shell de Toni 