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Behold the ouroborus
in its convoluted knot
such a contradiction
this living paradoxdivine truth revealed
by its ceaseless construction
its sad fate to be born
by its act of self destructionits blood is now poison
its entire life entropy
this poor creature
trapped for all eternityi’m not gonna talk of doom and gloom
im not gonna bring myself down
so dunt ferget yer miserable sods
wear a smile and not a frown!!! :lol: :wink:the panda is such
a curious beast
under observation,
all it does is eat.
Such dedication
to its gut
makes one think
that its mouth simply
does not shut.The Forgotten Dream
In the early morning a whisper comes to me
A love so pure and tender beckoning to me
Come hither say the voices crying out in dreams.
Abandon inhibitions come to the angels’ den
Where desire mixed with feeling and the golden light of love
Is sprinkled as a perfume throughout the holy air.
Where is the poignant perfume that permeates the air?
Breathe deeply the forgotten dream …… its everywhere.
A poem by S K Lindeman
As I dream, I do see
where angels and demons converge
and mourn their lost purity
with an unending dirge
of such sorrowSuch magnitudes
of melancholy
is it their way
of becoming once more
holy?Such sweet sorrow,
lamentable bliss.
But on the morrow
I shall forget all thisInstead I’ll recall,
in a hazy sort of way,
dancing in an empty hall
as the memory fades in the light of dayoh to wander down memory lane but
should we?
or should we embrace what today and tommorow holds….
should we use our yesterdays
to learn
to rejoice in what has been
to know , to know that whatever our yesterdays held
it is now and will be forever printed
in our hearts
in our minds
in our soulswe should know
that our yesterdays
no matter how good
or how bad
how happy
or how sad
they made us feel
they were still our yesterdays
our yesterdays that have moulded us
moulded us into our todays
and yes , our tommorowsso fear not about those times
in your yesterdays
that held you hostage, that made you sad
and rejoice in your yesterdays
and its memories
the ones that made you glad
to thine own self be true a great poet once wrote
and that my freinds is what today,
and yes your tommorows
should be about.dont let the dark shadows engulf you
dont let them take over
refuse to let them block out the sunglight
refuse to let them make your world dark and not lightfunny isnt it when darkness falls in your mind
no one wants to know
everyone is blind
but break a leg
or go down with the flu
and everyone has , sympathy for you
for now darkness my old freind
its time for you to come to an end……Isn’t it funny
how you can only know
spring’s glorious warmth
after winter’s harsh snowHow beautiful the sunrise is
as the Earth is bathed in light
only truly honoured is it
because of the passing of nightTo see the sun
you must first feel the rain
joy is only so great
because you remember the pain
from beforeSo treasure the good times
but never forget the bad.
No matter what the future will hold
and the past has known
they will never take what makes you wholeSpeak not with the manticore
with its silken tounge
and subtle claw
always wanting from you
something morelisten not to its words
that deceive and beguile
and mesmerise as
it shows its three-fold smiletoo late!
my warning you did fail
to heed, so sealed is your fate
as you are encoiled by its tail
another fool served on its dinner-platetiptoe quietly to very near the fence
so the magical world that lives there
look at the magical world that is there
if your’e quiet, you can see them too, but do you dare?
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