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Will Thomas Poem
Who wants to be old,
All achy and cold,
All wrinkled,
All slow,
Unable to hold...
Onto anything dear,
So filled with fear,
So fragile,
So weak,
So stuck in one gear...
Like a car that's been used,
Sometimes abused,
So dented,
So broken,
So battered and bruised...
With a long white beared,
With vision impaired,
With teeth missing,
Nose running,
And still no one cared...
But now I can't hide,
From the joy inside,
From meeting you,
Once,
Before I died!
Copyright © Will Thomas | Year Posted 2019
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Will Thomas Poem
Lost in a world,
Of thoughts galore,
We chase after thoughts,
Of things we adore!
But despite not even…
Having them yet…
It’s the thoughts that we crave…
And not what we get!
For after we get…
What we think we require…
The thoughts move on…
To the next desire!
We get things we want,
But compare them to thought!
Then fail to be happy,
Till the next things bought.
Happiness then…
Is a destination…
That changes as soon
As the next thoughts creation!
Love can be often
completely one sided,
Because thoughts are egos,
And defend what’s decided!
If one ego decides…
That the others “the one”,
Then despite being wrong…
It’ll try till its done.
We can love a thought…
Without the person!
And the more we think…
The more it will worsen!
Cause love is a feeling…
That causes thinking…
That causes more feeling…
In a heart that is sinking!
Thinking’s not bad…
But beware when you use it!
Its intense! And powerful!
Pleeeeease never abuse it!
Copyright © Will Thomas | Year Posted 2019
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Will Thomas Poem
Do you know what is like,
To be out on the street?
With nothing to drink,
And nothing to eat?
People walk past,
Looking down on you,
Like .you. are worth less,
Then the dirt on your shoe.
How would you like it?
Would you cope?
With the only escape,
Being smack and dope?
It's freezing cold,
With rags to wear,
Police move you on,
Does anyone care?
I steal a dog,
To help to protect me,
Because all humans do,
Is hurt and reject me.
My dog is now loyal,
His love is I've used,
His love I've returned,
Because he was abused!
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Will Thomas Poem
Evil is stupid,
It kills its own host!
It can’t accept payback…
So how can it boast?!
For inside it’s mind…
It wants more than it’s got!
There’s never enough!
It wants… the whole lot!
It stands at the top…
Of it’s imagined tower,
And proclaims itself king,
And imagines it’s power!
Its sick how delusion…
Can make it so mad!
When evil is nothing,
Then loveless, and bad!
But when the last trace,
Of it’s host disappears…
It will turn on it’s own…
And feed off the fears!
Until it eventually,
Destroys it’s own being,
Because loneliness traps…
Whilst love is so freeing!
Copyright © Will Thomas | Year Posted 2019
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Will Thomas Poem
God I hate fear,
It's such a pain,
It makes your decisions,
Again and again.
It's worse then my mum,
It can't be ignored,
It strikes any time,
Yet its reasons are floored.
It gets in the way,
Of things that matter,
And if you give in,
Your life will shatter.
So when it comes up,
You should fully embrace it,
Cause it always shuts up...
When you turn round and face it!
Copyright © Will Thomas | Year Posted 2018
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