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Home Posts tagged "Poetic"

Tag: Poetic

Our Family of Pain

Jesse Knott October 31, 2021 January 4, 2022Plays, Prose, and Poems Dark, Life, Morbid, Poetic, Prose, Sorrowful 0

Life keeps slipping awaywe are the lost and the abused,fired, forgotten, beaten, and broken. Forget all the dreams of days gone,you’re left in the rut of reality,never to see the day,never to sleep the night, One last fix, it’s all you need,the slide of the blade,the blast of the sulfur,bring…

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Reflections in the gallery

Jesse Knott September 1, 2017 August 8, 2019Plays, Prose, and Poems Life, Poetic, Sorrowful 0

Greetings and salutations, to my inner child. It’s taken too long to realize, But what does it matter anymore? I still hear my voice screaming, Now, I suffer through my mistakes. Every moment of my life, is captured in brilliant color, on a wonderful canvas. This is my gallery, this…

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Sitting in the dark

Jesse Knott September 1, 2017 September 1, 2017Plays, Prose, and Poems Dark, Life, Poetic, Sad, Sorrowful 0

Sitting in the dark, it’s hard to see the shadows. Watching so intently, forever waiting for the signs to be there. I play out the dreams in my mind, Watching the dance, seeing the shadows take form. The dreams are nightmares, terrors that haunt my day. Things to reach for,…

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Alone

Jesse Knott September 1, 2017 September 1, 2017Plays, Prose, and Poems, Uncategorized Life, Poetic, Prose, Sad, Sorrowful 0

What is it to be alone? How can someone personify the sensation? Alone is the sensation of life, of such brilliance all around, such beauty, so many things, so many thoughts. Only to find yourself watching, never to touch, never to see, never to smell, never to experience. Alone is…

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