Ok so schools started again. Back to the normal routine of being up early and wanting to sleep all day. It's so hard to concentrate when you're tired, specially since I have no glasses.
So anyway. All of you who are back to school and work, I feel for you - I really do. But luckily to put you in a better mood, as the title of this post says, there is a new poem to read! Which I will be posting right here! Right now! Well not literally now because the now that I wrote now in, is no longer now, now, you see?
Just read the poem... =]
Her threshold bore with untold strength,
The weight of someone new,
The futures little sign of hope,
Of what mankind can do,
We mock, we enrage, we distress,
Neglecting times when one was oblivious,
To the treasures with which we were blessed;
Miracles – disguised by human faces
But badly done – we see through
The masks that aim to deceive,
And eliminate the praise they are due.
Fortunate, unlikely, chosen souls,
Reside in shells of flesh,
Our mentors in health and throughout our life,
Are with us until out death.
That was called 'With us until death'. I hope you liked it. I'll work on some more, but I can't promise a regular update because the writing of these poems takes effort and ideas, but as soon as I write one, I will make sure i post it up here for you too read. That's a promise even if they arent regular or frequent.
Sorry for the essays. Thanks for reading, keep sending Smudgesaysso on, I appreciate it.
Kbye. =]
Us – the product of creation,
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