Deadly Storm – hour 4

A deadly storm is brewing And only time will tell Who will still be standing When the water drains to Hell Who’ll be struck by lightening And who’ll just blow away Who will find their higher ground Or drown beneath the waves A deadly storm…

12:00 PM – Cracked Mirror (Hour 4) – DONE

Cracked Mirror (12:00 PM – Hour 4) ~ D², @d2poetry   A reflection jaded by a careless break distortions based on angles of misplacement showing multifaceted prisms of likenesses comical and favorable at once remnants, shards gather in inconspicuous corners catching flesh unguarded to bleed…

Dreamy land Where no man’s sad Foggy skies Where no one cries Wind that blows And I repose Birds sing And why not It’s a Paradise! Magical place And I refuse To shut my eyes!

Faculty of Law

Studies. Lots and lot of studies. Sturdy, albeit shaking in my comfort bed. It’s examination time again, and I profess Here like before, SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK. I find joy knowing that On the third week, I shall be weak. Yes. But I shall…

Dear Papa

Dear Papa, In the letter you’ll never write I wish you could tell me where you’ve been. But I know. I always know. In all those years gone by, someday we’ll talk about what you’ve missed and your forgotten voice. We’ll laugh about the sun-brewed…

A letter to my past

You said that you wished we were real but we were, don’t you see? If we were not real, why does it hurt so? I don’t need to pinch myself to feel the pain to know that we were real. Two years and I still…

Understanding Goodbye (hour 4 prompt 4)

You were so much more than your ending But that was long ago Long before your alcoholic demons took your soul Long before you lost yourself to the bottom of the wells Long before we hit this fucking town that I call Hell You used…

Dear Grandma

I miss your laughter and the way you sang out loud. I miss the comfort of your wisdom. The way you held your head so proud. I often wish that we could visit like we did back in the day. I have so many things…

4. i think i hope this finds you well

To whomst the contents of this electronic, very bland, correspondence may concern: “Whomst” is not a word. Not necessarily. But it is necessary to tell you the places that we used to go where it was a word, well, they’re brighter now. And the non-word…

To Whom It May Concern

Set between the events of Portal and Portal 2. It is a true saying that power tends to corrupt, As evidenced by certain persons (naming no names) When they realise their power is not absolute. For future reference, when faced with the unexpected It is unbecoming…

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