Poem Tag : friends

The Sharpest Knife

Published on Tue, 24^th Mar 2026 at 23:35

by William Troup

Death, the sharpest knife; in brilliance, it defines us. Venerated, so many a night, yet leaning from my sight, its silent veil flails around this heart of wasted time. Morn catches a hopeful sun the moon has yet to forgive; what of it? what of me? The
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Pink Blossoms

Published on Fri, 10^th Oct 2025 at 23:06

by William Troup

Pink blossoms within a veil of apples, effaced my fears ... begone! what tender heart begat thee? I must find her time! yet sap ascends on broken arms whose relics lay wasting upon the sod; have I spring to lay thanks to thee? have I spring to
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Why Am I So Different?

Published on Fri, 5^th Sep 2025 at 01:00

by William Troup

Why am I so different? Is it my mind, heart, or soul? When will this madness end? What will be the toll? I am further away from my youth, and fewer days latch to any sense; yet onward, I continue; Why am I so different? I am shunned by differing
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