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Contributed by ripshark on Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 08:36:22 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

Mellow word, nameless horror
Take from me but dare not bother
Rhyming nonsense, read not ponder
Ardent need demand hat for every head?
What question worth asking sought?
Seek meaning in words unthought
Take a new subject, that of the mind
To think new thought so undermined
Take what you witness in the dark of the night
Take what you think of it all
Give your opinion only to the needy
No lack of it here, move on, move on.
Dire alliteration, words not compound
Ask of those who’ve suffered,
Not of those unfound.
What of the word, all that remains?
Spoken, set down in stone, unthought of yet,
No natural rhythm to these set upon
Yet here they still remain
For you to read and deny as must,
To please my accolade
Not dumb, not I, to speak my mind
So little thought and need remind
To those who’ve thought, but once
To die, to live, a shadowed find
To those who seek what’s theirs to find
Cast away, repress the thought
Yet I remain, and does the truth
Speak I light of molten mirth?
Gilder not, I’ve done my bit
Is to you left, nothing more, nothing less.

Copyright © ripshark ... [ 2004-01-15 08:36:22]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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