The poet writes under an alias of Mortimer blooming, his works generally include his thoughts about religion, death and other issues of society, the poet has joined blogging in order to get more of an audience to read and appreciate his writings, while he can read and appreciate writings of other individuals. He wants to be a full time poet and would greatly appreciate any advice in helping him to do so.
Grounded realities make for consistent bed fellows The sweetest pleasure though is found on top of the highest cloud This aimless search for meaning has made us more shallow It has made us blind, lost in divinity's shroud Let the dices fall where they may On the table or on the board There's no meaning of the night and day The universe begins and ends by the sword The universe begins and ends by the sword This is the truth and nothing more Vast multitudes of villainous hordes Outnumber the heroes by thousands and more This is the truth and their is no shame The strong bury the weak The wild bury the tame The submission of the shy and meek To those barbaric and depraved This is the truth why don't you understand Victory set in stone of the final defeat Like the water over the land Puddles collect even now around your feet You win until your losing hand
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