Playing catchup since conception
One step behind the trend
Stand out and be different
The mold now broken
Failure was inevitable
Accepted before arriving
A self-fulfilled prophecy
From the vomit of society
Stained T-shirts of a passed out generation
In passing poems wrote
by self inflicted poets
Ropes burn and razors blade
Forced forms and floored by flooding messages
Forward passed the frontal lobe
Within the broken sphere of the once proud "Globe"
The bard's palace is burning
Tears turned within churning rifts
Shifting the weight of a nation
Welcome
Hello, and welcome to my daily poetry blog. The following poems are improvised based on my day, general reflections, or by just allowing my mind to cruise in neutral without a filter. I have been working on this for something around two years now and have amassed a lot of words. You can either go through them page by page, or check out the "Hall of Better Poems" option in the right column. Please feel free to comment on what you like or dislike, and also subscribe below if you like this sort of thing. Thanks!
- Patrick Lyndaker
(typically I will write down my ideas on paper throughout the day and I may not get in front of a computer to transfer it. So I then dump a few days worth of poems at once.)
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