Tumultuous Thursday

The real hoax

He knew everything

And nothing

He spoke often

But not real words

When shone the truth

He called it absurd

And when his false world fail apart

He blamed everyone else, of course we all knew this part

The beginning of the end

There were no words to spend

No only truth believe me, believe me folks

Through all the deep state, he is the real hoax.

By hmaxwell

Ten word poem Tuesday

Attack

Attack then leave

Attack then leave

Play dumb

Start again

This will only make sense to you if you ever dated a narcissist

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Poems on Sunday

Gone

Gone are the days

Of anger and sadness

Gone is frustration

And my madness

Gone are the days

Of feeling blue

Gone are those days

Because you took them

With you

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Poems on Sunday

Still the sun will shine

My heart is broken

I feel a darkness rise

I want to give up

Yet when the morning comes

Still the sun will shine

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Yet some how I know