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Array ( [sid] => 186407 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Glimmer-glass Iris [time] => 2019-07-18 21:42:51 [hometext] => my GiFT and my eternal CuRse [bodytext] => I hate knowing the future
I hate knowing about the past
I hate knowing how present events will eventually turn out or not
or How relevant events will end and/or come to past.
Why does anything of importance never seem to workout the way
we envision it and/or them to be OR would like for it and/or them to be or not to be?
I know not the answer of this subtle riddle and yet I/'/ve always known and sometimes forget
A soapy waterfall memory bath sinking beneath a disappearing bright
reddish yellow bridge skyline of unspoken thoughts and ending love are all my burdens to bear
Lost thoughts and small barking dogs lay hidden beneath an outspoken
silence and such a dreadful sneering sneezing old dog cough are all that is left now within an empty void
Dreaming alone once more I begin to inhale a freedom and self worth residing within that I had forgotten existed.
Dreaming tomorrow and again tonight once more.. Waking dreams of self discovery
and an unwavering doubt pierce my inner soul again while exhaling outward for the first and
last time this day memories of past loves and tormented shames.
Twilight approaches within a daily dreams of loneliness as I contemplate my existence within a world in which I never belong.
I am reminded even now as the Sun dips beneath the golden orange blue skies that I am
alone at least for now within many more future and yesterday songs of an unwelcome glimmer-glass of me.

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Glimmer-glass Iris
Date: Thursday, 18th July 2019 @ 09:42:51 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: slogan

I hate knowing the future
I hate knowing about the past
I hate knowing how present events will eventually turn out or not
or How relevant events will end and/or come to past.
Why does anything of importance never seem to workout the way
we envision it and/or them to be OR would like for it and/or them to be or not to be?
I know not the answer of this subtle riddle and yet I/'/ve always known and sometimes forget
A soapy waterfall memory bath sinking beneath a disappearing bright
reddish yellow bridge skyline of unspoken thoughts and ending love are all my burdens to bear
Lost thoughts and small barking dogs lay hidden beneath an outspoken
silence and such a dreadful sneering sneezing old dog cough are all that is left now within an empty void
Dreaming alone once more I begin to inhale a freedom and self worth residing within that I had forgotten existed.
Dreaming tomorrow and again tonight once more.. Waking dreams of self discovery
and an unwavering doubt pierce my inner soul again while exhaling outward for the first and
last time this day memories of past loves and tormented shames.
Twilight approaches within a daily dreams of loneliness as I contemplate my existence within a world in which I never belong.
I am reminded even now as the Sun dips beneath the golden orange blue skies that I am
alone at least for now within many more future and yesterday songs of an unwelcome glimmer-glass of me.

Copyright Š Johnny Hadnot/Orlando,Fl 7.18.2019

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