A foggy twilight,
Everything is grey or brown,.
Raining with such weight
To bring the gutters crashing down.
But honey if you want
Those lovely May flowers,
We’ll have to endure
This season and its power.
– Vagabond Prophet
Tag: new poets society
May Flowers
A foggy twilight,
Everything is grey or brown,.
Raining with such weight
To bring the gutters crashing down.
But honey if you want
Those lovely May flowers,
We’ll have to endure
This season and its power.
– Vagabond Prophet
11:11
Everyday at 11:11
I realize my wish came true,
Everyday at 11:11
I remember I’ve got you.
– Vagabond Prophet
Discarded
To dive headlong
Into the ravine
The vee cut neckline
Plunging into the bosom
Of mother nature herself
To die of despair
A pendulum in the air
To swallow handfuls of madness
To dull the crowding sadness
All of these deaths I abhor
But cruelest yet
Is that you ignore
Not a glance, whisper, or touch.
Discarded
Like coupons from a store
You no longer frequent.
Discarded
To dive headlong
Into the ravine
The vee cut neckline
Plunging into the bosom
Of mother nature herself
To die of despair
A pendulum in the air
To swallow handfuls of madness
To dull the crowding sadness
All of these deaths I abhor
But cruelest yet
Is that you ignore
Not a glance, whisper, or touch.
Discarded
Like coupons from a store
You no longer frequent.
Discarded
To dive headlong
Into the ravine
The vee cut neckline
Plunging into the bosom
Of mother nature herself
To die of despair
A pendulum in the air
To swallow handfuls of madness
To dull the crowding sadness
All of these deaths I abhor
But cruelest yet
Is that you ignore
Not a glance, whisper, or touch.
Discarded
Like coupons from a store
You no longer frequent.
Discarded
To dive headlong
Into the ravine
The vee cut neckline
Plunging into the bosom
Of mother nature herself
To die of despair
A pendulum in the air
To swallow handfuls of madness
To dull the crowding sadness
All of these deaths I abhor
But cruelest yet
Is that you ignore
Not a glance, whisper, or touch.
Discarded
Like coupons from a store
You no longer frequent.
Discarded
To dive headlong
Into the ravine
The vee cut neckline
Plunging into the bosom
Of mother nature herself
To die of despair
A pendulum in the air
To swallow handfuls of madness
To dull the crowding sadness
All of these deaths I abhor
But cruelest yet
Is that you ignore
Not a glance, whisper, or touch.
Discarded
Like coupons from a store
You no longer frequent.
Discarded
To dive headlong
Into the ravine
The vee cut neckline
Plunging into the bosom
Of mother nature herself
To die of despair
A pendulum in the air
To swallow handfuls of madness
To dull the crowding sadness
All of these deaths I abhor
But cruelest yet
Is that you ignore
Not a glance, whisper, or touch.
Discarded
Like coupons from a store
You no longer frequent.
Vagabond Prophet 