Solid World

Solid World short poem

Benign emotions do not survive
relentless bullying does continue ,
Solid hard world crushes it all
this ain’t no matter of view .

Fantasies vanish
you may like it or not ,
Heart breaks everywhere
Dreams turn to a distant dot .

We fool ourselves to continue breathing ,
simple is miserable
’cause it never stops changing .

Tediously creeping life, that you live
spins it’s web with you in the center ,
while you are engaged in the debate of the sordid
and all that stupid banter .

But no winter lasts forever
and no spring skips it’s turn ,
with that in mind
we continue to smile and we do continue to learn . . . .

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A Straight-Edge Musical PsychopathJust trying to be human , & to make and be happy !!!!!and i write ..............!!X!!
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J.rid
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And this was a very human poem ending with a optimistic note, Ah such are the mysteries of
life and people. I await the spring now. Have a lovely day

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