Author: hkdave95

In the roundtrip of life knowledge and honesty gets you complete

Piece of cake

A Piece of Cake Reality is easy It is a piece of cake Comparing it to the Imagined Are people as easy? As reality? As a piece of cake? Of course not They are very hard to Draw A piece of cake is easy to Draw But they are both Real How is one not so easy to Draw? Because one is Autonomous And the other is not But both are made? One is not…
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The Thousand Years

The Thousand Years I was a tree and I lived one thousand years before they Killed me. Remembering the pain of severance was like a spinning Saw cutting my trunk. Scared by the Coca leaf which entered my trunk aged 500 years I could have lived to…
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Her on Crutches

I saw her on crutches, I could not speak to her, As an admission of guilt, For I was not guilty, Her distress was palpable, I did not expect her to feel mine, No sympathy for this one I expect, In relation to me, Only, …
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SB’d

Double espresso theorising, Not passing time, Thinking of the nine, The ones that came first, To Earth, In a burst, Of Thirst, Double Espresso theorising. David A Robertson 03.12.2020

Hello to pay

So, if the Universe was female, There would be no war, Because who would fight? The answer is quite simple, The animals and dumb beasts would fight             , We shall call them men, Why did it take me time to arise to this answer? Which was quite…
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Touching your soul

The soul of a person, Has an underbelly, Hidden mostly from the telly, Link with others who you can, Fan, The flames of your knowledge of yourself, Brave is the one who sees them self, And does not run, Bold is the one that knows how…
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Sinead

A song you once wrote touched me on the heart, I felt it in my head, Where are your roots, Norfolk is mine, Your solution for the world is to come forth one day, Mine has, is and shall be, This poem is payment for the song, …
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Sound of the sea

Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices, That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again: and then, in…
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Breakfast Area 51

A picture of my parents dining area, Dog’s head and no sign of wine, Hope you are all fine, Being in America, Me a being in Engerland, Upside down we all go like on the upside down ride, Fairground wise, If you leave with a pound in your…
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Waiting again!

Treacle in consistency, Has similarities to waiting, You wade through life slowly, Time passes similarly, This is not so bad, Since you notice more, Become more, Substance forms within you, This can be good or bad, Up to you, Waiting for what? When…
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