Poem Tag : society

A Jest

Published 13 hours ago

by William Troup

A jest beyond your doors yields little chance of succour; what of solace upon the floor? this voyage awaits the shore ...

Shallow Sky

Published on Sun, 14^th Jun 2026 at 22:12

by William Troup

Author Notes: Was in a political mood!

Gone, is the mighty eye, where orion sits on high; affixed upon the shallow sky, his heart did not apply. Further, mintaka sales july, as oceans reflect the lie; and of his partners eventual try? this hope will surely die?

Steps Fall Silent

Published on Sun, 7^th Jun 2026 at 18:51

by William Troup

Faces red as the roses fall; we catch the rainbow where the rivers do glow! Thorns peel the skin of hearts! Wrens sing as the leaves spoil; we catch the wind where the boughs do grow! Feathers yearn for weight in dreams! Souls collide as steps fall silent;
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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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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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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 ...

A Stillness Found My Form

Published on Sun, 1^st Feb 2026 at 23:59

by William Troup

A stillness found my form, flailing silently away; fame, a fickle food, conferred the chosen day. Crumbs of graceless photos furnish the scrolling plays, and then came the hawks to denude the welcome stay! Pieces of my soul adrift, yet quietly, my
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Death Is a Common Fight

Published on Sun, 1^st Feb 2026 at 02:09

by William Troup

Death is a common fight we find within the light; do you jest? or stay your hand? an ocean reeps the floor, with little chance of succour; and what of tomorrow? Death is a common fight we crown before the night; do you prevail? or flaunt your coronet?
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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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What Game Do True Lovers Have?

Published on Tue, 19^th Aug 2025 at 23:07

by William Troup

What game do true lovers have? garish clothes unlike any of mine? what ambient waves unfurl the sheets and beget a dream still wasted on the young? Look at me! they scream and plead; photos capture the naked truth and thread the walls on desperate screens;
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