Overwhelmed
he loved and worshipped her
poetry
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Dichotomy of Hope
Never fear changing scenery
Some days the sun Never rises.
That Darned Cat
It has assumed A place
The Fire
do not go gentle into that good night
Found Treasure
It feels good to be needed, to be wanted
That Damned Cat
It has assumed A place Demanding But unsure.
That Damned Cat
It has assumed A place Demanding But unsure.
Comfort is The beasts Drive and Its guide.
Does it feel good? Does scare? Does it taste good? Is it warm?
“Entertain Me!” Says she. Her terms. Always.
It cannot be bothered. Mice to chase Rats to scare Love is for fools.
Unbothered if I care. Presence alone is an intrusion.
But there is a Greater hunger. Feed it to the Tiger.
Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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Butterflies
Butterflies rest when it rains
That Which Does Not Kill Us
Pain Is Not Failure
Spirit
Duty over
Love...
For love