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Joshua Frank Poem
Hey!
Can you see that
Sorrow, pain, stress
That darkness like painter ink
That echo like abandoned palace
That droughts like cursed farm
Time is moving slow and slow
Hey!
Is that love?
Are sure is it,
Are you?
Sometimes it's doesn't matters
It's not supposed to be real
And You know am in deep sea
Am drowning please, help me
I just wanna float.
Copyright © JOSHUA FRANK | Year Posted 2025
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Joshua Frank Poem
Deep silence in the park some birds are late to their nest
Shadows covering from bright light from city
Sitting alone in the bench I can see bright stars
Already exposed in the dark I can hear night songs directly from the park
I can hear some echoes that takes me back
The day I see something calling and attracting me
And some drums that kick hard within my vessel
I was dying though am breathing
I was seeing though am dreaming
I was walking though I was standing still
Then I realized it was too late
Treasure was already possessed
And i was a buyer without a package
I feel troubled and disturbed, then I realized
Every car in backyard was new once.
Copyright © JOSHUA FRANK | Year Posted 2025
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