Poem Tag : reflection

Remember

Published on Fri, 3^rd Jul 2026 at 00:15

by William Troup

I came upon a journey, but I couldn't tell you where; I've tried in vain to remember, but all I see is despair! I've slept through many a night hoping the dream would come, yet further did I fall, and all that remained is scared ... I came upon a
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Winters Maladies

Published on Mon, 15^th Jun 2026 at 22:58

by William Troup

Winters maladies beset this mind; what of me will find the line? frozen pines still lace the times where a journeys eye did reach the blind! Blustery madness lingers in walls; what of me will make the call? chosen lines regale the fall where morrows heart did land in
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As Summer Leaves

Published on Sun, 7^th Jun 2026 at 18:05

by William Troup

Reluctantly, as summer leaves, our autumns heart is all she perceives. Of what she dreamed, we cannot believe, as winters hand is all we receive. What of spring and how she deceives? what of the saplings that learn to grieve? Reluctantly, as summer leaves, our autumns soul is
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Of That Night

Published on Mon, 1^st Jun 2026 at 23:27

by William Troup

I. Of that night, your beauty remains; pictorial history, in clearest of frames, captures the tulips that conveys the days we waltzed the nights, and unmoored our fights; of morrows madness, we shall relent and sing with rapture, in earnest plays. II. Of
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Defiant of the Road

Published on Thu, 21^st May 2026 at 23:37

by William Troup

Defiant of the road, yet fluent of the route, the ghoul has found his home and all he must atone. Remorseful of said times, yet resentful of the lines, the ghoul has set the tone for all he must atone. Spiteful with his words, yet hopeful of their peace, the ghoul has found
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Streets of Decay

Published on Thu, 21^st May 2026 at 02:03

by William Troup

On the streets of decay, an awful face replays; mirrors cannot embrace a heart made of lace, whose words have effaced these weary votes replaced. Holes of despair have opened our souls; what once was grace is time
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Heart at Play

Published on Mon, 20^th Apr 2026 at 22:02

by William Troup

Heart at play; gambolled away to beseech the day where we shall stay! On petal dreams, we lay in silence; a blissful stream did bring us thirst, yet not the first, as home flailed away with the wind. Heart at play; betroved away to
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Slay the Dragon!

Published on Tue, 14^th Apr 2026 at 22:02

by William Troup

Slay the dragon, flail thy sword, strike his heart; where doth thou reveal the reins? what of fire that consumes thy mind? dawn still catches the eye of fame! Merriment conveyed, wasting away, in silent days; noon fractured from violent plays! Slay the
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Hollow Stone

Published on Mon, 13^th Apr 2026 at 22:58

by William Troup

Hollow stone, left alone; bones broken by eggshell words. Hollow stone, beating tones; known faces through every bird. Hollow stone, vacant thrown; sewn rivers to hopeful thirds. Hollow stone, left alone ...

Raindrops on Strawberry Seeds

Published on Sat, 11^th Apr 2026 at 01:28

by William Troup

Raindrops on strawberry seeds; a mother catches all that she needs, as summers hand prevails with greed; what of winters heart believes? Flailing leaves in summers bind; a mother clutches all that she finds, as foliage creeps into every line; what of spring shall lead
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Upon the Wildest Landscapes

Published on Wed, 25^th Mar 2026 at 23:53

by William Troup

I. Upon the wildest landscapes, my heart did flail around; fractured skies did split the eyes, as nowhere could I be found. Honeybees play in rivers of roses, and where their hearts rest? nobody knows. Fallen boughs cover the knolls where arrows aim
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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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I Am Blue

Published on Tue, 17^th Mar 2026 at 00:02

by William Troup

I am blue, as are you. I am red, full of dread. I am yellow, a naughty fellow. I am green, so unseen. I am white, full of fight. I am black, my way back. I am blue, as are you. I am pink, where's the ink? I am grey,
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Leverage Loses Love

Published on Tue, 10^th Mar 2026 at 23:49

by William Troup

Leverage loses love over onion oceans of old! Faster failing fallacies assemble as an apple, whose whole world withers; begat by beautiful bites. Winters weather worries as another angel ascends; each ember echoes excuses, yet yesterday yields restless
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That Part of Me Still Loves You

Published on Thu, 26^th Feb 2026 at 00:06

by William Troup

There was a part of me that loved you, there was a part that died; as suddenly as you came, my heart did part the blood, and through the path, I walked, with no rhythm, and no sight, as the walls came crashing down; that part of me still loves you ...

Walls

Published on Wed, 8^th Oct 2025 at 22:46

by William Troup

Execrable words upon my walls, their tarrying unknown! this solitary path bedevils me, yet what of you remains? this earnest heart continues, but not without regret, and upon the pastures, my heart does fill; where to hang upon my walls?

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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Hollow Dreams

Published on Wed, 20^th Aug 2025 at 16:20

by William Troup

Hollow dreams awaken me from an anxious sleep; opaque skies cloud the arcane sun, and what looms is crushed beneath my soul. Velvet rays dry my eyes, as yearning beats no more; madness lingers, but not what's seen, and cerulean skies cast the pastures
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I Must Be Down by the Sea Again

Published on Tue, 5^th Aug 2025 at 00:53

by William Troup

I must be down by the sea again, I must be all but me. I must be down with my dreams again, I must be all but free. I must be down, I must be me, I must be me again, but here. I must be down by the sea again, I must be all but fear ...

Eyes

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 21:52

by William Troup

No eye, for this eye; as for me, you are blind; as unraveled as the sheets that await before my sleep. No rivulets seep from my skin, no fallacies reign in the deep; for time is a war of attrition, nothing more than a tradition; and what of me, you ask? my
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Forgotten Goodbyes

Published on Fri, 31^st Jan 2025 at 22:39

by William Troup

Pools of loss, grief, and emptiness; these I wade with cautious eyes. Pain is the power that pushes me on, as flowers wilt in forgotten goodbyes. My soul may try to catch your shadow, yet so little of you remains. The weight of time may slow my feet, but here I
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Am I Still Human?

Published on Fri, 31^st Jan 2025 at 22:31

by William Troup

I feel a sudden sense of despair, am I still human, or beyond repair? These waves seem permanent, unknowing of time, and fester in dreams that yearn for lines. These minutes are baleful, unbidden, but strong... so am I still human, or beyond repair?

Hello Water

Published on Fri, 31^st Jan 2025 at 22:22

by William Troup

Hello water, fellow water, passionate in all your streams; where you flow, one must know, yet still it evades me. I sit beside you, never as two, and watch the world go by; purest of parts, as forever my heart, continues to loiter here. Dear water, clear water, immaculate with all your
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