JJ-stache

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‘pontificate,

The moment between the silence

whispers the hidden, imperfect, truth.

As I experience the secret of history

Whereas I bleed with my sorrow.

As I breath with the demand frequently

will I behold the truth in me?

The road less travelled,

The kingdom demise of a nation,

The waltz that lingers over my hand,

Thus, the sacred dead blooms with my black rose.

The deep, the dark,

the hollow, the light,

The dream, the shire

The thunder, the night.

Hear them scream for forgiveness

As I reach for their prose.

One hundred strings to follow my muse

And with deceit and betrayal they arose.

 

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9 responses to “‘pontificate,”

  1. What a wonderful poem of yours. Thank you so much for sharing it. I will check out the place were the artist meet art!

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    • Hey John, thanks for your help and feedback. Truly appreciate your support you have been giving me since the early days. The reason why I started this blog was to just ‘write’. This is an outlet for my mind, heart and soul. My intention was never to do this for the comments or likes, I do this because I just love to share you my experiences in life. It’s always an honor to know that there is at least one person out there reading my work! May people respond to my writings, than I will always to my best to show my appreciation for the person that took the time to do so! John, you are my man and always will remember what you have done for me and I will always take that with me to the grave. Honesty and pureness in your heart is what we need more in this world!

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