The End
By Purposelessness
Hello...
Can I be your friend?
Said the beginning to the end
But if I can, this very world
Will twist and break and burn and rend
But I see me in you and you in me
And it is backed by birds and bees
That you and I are meant to be
Free and full of hopes and dreams
And if that kills the world and we cease to be
Then I'd rather not have ever been
Because I could not go on knowing
That you're just there our borders bowing
Our edges crackling as our fire's growing
In your darkness, I'd be there glowing
As I see the sun, my heart won't mend
I've seen my end, my almost friend
These words, tie up and sweetly send
To my beloved, world's final end
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Copyright 2017 Purposelessness
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A former member wrote:
I strongly applaud this art of writtong. Beautifully put.
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On Sunday, March 5, 2017, Jerry stiles
(251) wrote:
Great poem,,from the beginning to the end,,good write purposelessness,,
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On Tuesday, March 7, 2017, Purposelessness
(150) wrote:
Thanks Jerry!
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A former member wrote:
The title drew me in immediately because I am a die hard fan of Jim Morrison's poetry as well as a being a huge fan of the music of The Doors. Reading your work, with my mentioned affinity in mind, your words definitely did not disappoint. I can close my eyes and hear him reciting them quite easily. Thank you for that. Well done, poet.
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On Tuesday, March 7, 2017, Purposelessness
(150) wrote:
Thanks for the comparison to Jim Morrison, there's a first time for everything. Maybe I could write more with him in mind. Thanks :)