No Title

Why would I title anything?

When the piece speaks for itself?

For I have lost my ideas,

The swirling mass of randomness has deserted,

Suddenly by watching this screen,

I could be joyful celebrating the two new followers,

Or remenbering when the first poet began to follow,

But that has no importance when I am lost,

I have written a sonnet,

Whether good or bad, I cannot tell,

Whether it will be questioned as mine,

Is probably in the future,

But I care no more,

Believe or not,

You have your reasons,

I have mine and I can.

So. I. Will.

That’s it,



Author: Henri Darkner

Life is harsh. Love is harsh. God makes it better. I've always loved to read, and daydream too. I love literary pairings in sounds and text, styles and images. My favourite book is 1984 by George Orwell.

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