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I know a man who catches snowflakes Holds them on the palm of his hand or sometimes carefully between his fingertips He does this to impress the ladies I watch as they are memorised lady after lady in awe of the Snowflake Catcher’s special gift They talk with him, contemplating the wonder of nature’s creation each delicate flake infinitely different yet extraordinary beautiful He draws them in so easily
But ladies you must beware you must stay clear of the Snowflake Catcher I know the secret to his trick His secret is not natures love nor an ever so delicate touch No his secret is dark & foreboding It is his ice cold hands fed with blood from his ice cold heart He has taken his icy black inner and practiced over the years his trick of snowflake catching learnt simply you to entrap
So ladies see through this conman right to his dark cold heart Then move clear away your affections to sway to man whom in whose hands snowflakes just melt Such a man is more genuine and real and believe me when I say you’ve got more chance that a genuine man will melt your heart than the Snowflake Catcher ever will
And poets write Of love and Lust Of how their treatment Is unjust Poets write of Hurt & pain Such things Inspire again And again But how can You verse The curse Of life mundane Each day the same Write about Blissful normality No lifetime calamity But If we need To be hurt To feel Is that real I know Poets bleed And need To hurt So that they can Ink in verse Their life’s curse But it’s hard to Comprehend This goes Until the end So that on their tomb Is carved in stone Here lies A poet Who lived alone Cursed by The need to verse All life’s wrongs Instead of singing Misfortune’s song Missed opportunities Long since Gone By focusing on Each woeful stanza Missed out on life’s Wondrous bonanza
● Happy Halloween! » The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993) ─ “I am the shadow on the moon at night / Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.”
““I dream my painting and I paint my dream.””
— Vincent van Gogh (via goodreadss)
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“So This is Love” by JM.
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Great poetry that speaks right to me and squeezes my soul
“perspective”
so you say you know what I think all so obvious as it’s written there in ink but oh how wrong can you be as your eyes only read what your mind wants them to see impossible for you to be truly perceptive as you interpret my words from your mind’s own perspective you take every word that I ever write or say and translate each and every one into your own way so to see what I see you need to set your mind free take everything you’ve learnt and leave it behind forget your opinions as they’re nothing like mine through your blinkered view my truth you’re denying to see me and to see how I think to understand what’s written in ink you’ve got to stop being you and see the world from a different view but that ain’t gonna be that I can see you will never see anything but your view of me you’ll never see things from a different perspective as you’re too preconditioned to ever be truly receptive