David Franks on WEEKLY WALKABOUTSVERSE, E.G., 207 of 230: REGARDING DRUG ABUSE
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Dreams of uncertainty
Light up the unsuspecting mind
Floating through the abyss
Needing to be fed by the void inside.
Forming a strange pattern
The illusion once affixed
Veers through the twisted labyrinth
Setting a stage for the hopeful to fall all over.
The heat felt is roused
By this fleeting moment
Mistaking it to be existent
Till it plunges us into a...
Friday 7th May 2021 8:19 am
on the edge of an enchanted forest
rests a do-it-yourself log cabin, a humble home
where chipmunks and squirrels romp
& trees reach up to stick twigged fingers
to the peaceful cotton turquoise sky
next door, a sprawling field sprouts
new corn nursing under an afternoon sun
the air is filled with an ambient symphony of
warbling, twittering, buzzing, barking–
children squealing wild with ...
Sunday 21st March 2021 3:49 am
They say hope is such a wonderful thing
Keeps us strong against anything
But be careful what you hope for
Or it will do you in.
So many times I thought I understood
Who people were, and what was good
Only to find, what's left behind
Is broken dreams.
And they say grief is a natural thing
As we get used to what's missing
And find out how to do without
What we used to need.
Saturday 20th February 2021 10:51 am
i wake up from the dream with a distinct unease,
everything couldn't simply be the way it ought to be
like a dream vacation
without a room reservation
like a sinking cruise line
with flooding waters rising as i catch my last breath
like hailing a taxi
but it rides off before i could ever reach it
slipping through my fingers
the dreams that couldn't po...
Tuesday 16th February 2021 3:13 pm
To learn everyday was what taught to me,
Sinking in an ocean, moving steadily;
It was the ocean of knowledge and believes,
Suddenly the world changed, and power came to cease.
'Look at him, look at her', comparing to the whole world,
Trying my very best, to win in every word.
Becoming a good son, a dear brother and good friend,
But that 'I', was lost in the end.
I became what you want,...
Friday 10th July 2020 3:05 pm
I took my notebook out,
just to write a song,
but then I saw you,
and now there's nothing I can do.
After all this time,
in this notebook of mine,
I found your words,
forgotten by time.
Our lives are a mess,
but we're doing fine.
Two months have gone by,
without you near by,
my life is a mess,
yet I'm alright.
Hold on tight to these,
hopeless, broken dreams,
I've never give...
Tuesday 14th May 2019 12:38 am
I would stand infront of your door,
at night, letting the soaring rain pour.
I would call your name over and over again,
until you open your eyes and remember the dreams we had.
I would whisper sweet things to you,
that's exactly what I used to do.
I would make you feel beautiful,
do you remember how I used to prove it to you?
I would come back home with flowers in my hand,
God I woul...
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 12:28 am
In the wicked game we played;
The distorted rules we make,
The empty words we say,
And the goodbyes in the end of May;
The lies of February's promise;
And the man I want to love.
Cruel honesty that got us in the beginning, and the only thing that's left for us in the end.
By June, a threat of winter's cold;
It wasn't even close to turn our hearts to stone
A teared hear...
Monday 11th September 2017 4:25 pm
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