Micro-Poetry #27

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Hello everyone!

Here are some more micro-poems for you to enjoy. Please give this post a like if you want to see more and don’t forget to follow my blog to keep up to date. All feedback is greatly appreciated, I’d love to hear what you think down in the comments section!

1:

Once there was a time,

In which we were sure the world is flat,

So soon there’ll be a time

In which we can make our own worlds round

So that everything is whole again.

2:

The whistle of the wind;

The sound of calling bird –

The sounds of un-atoned sins

Sounds that cannot be heard –

The whisper, they coo,

But when it all comes down to it:

They will take over you.

3:

A phantom of thoughtfulness,

The split in the road,

The two destinations which lie ahead,

Divided by one singular decision –

May feel as if it will break you in two

But you will always arise victorious

And be wholesome in the end.

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