It wastes away
A time long past
I knew it could never last
The flower blooms
only to wither and die
and spit out a lie
of times to come
oh you'll go great places
It is all merry
But I won't forget
no I Will not forget
The sky bluer
The grass greener
The air fresher
nothing mattered
ice cream
dreams
hope for the world
people are good
but then that all got unfurled
Bombs
Suicide
Drugs
Abuse
Death
But I won't forget.
No I won't forget
bluer skies, I long for but
bluer skies, I long for but sometimes the earth needs rain
Yer poem resonates with me
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Dichotomies
I Am working on an idea for a poem about luck vs choices framed by the concepts inside free will and God as not corporeal. I will explore opposites. This poem crystallized a few things. Thanks for posting ~allets~