The Revised Sorrow Series.. No.27A Poem by Thomas B. BuckmanThis is everything about nothing. It is amazing what a little beer and boredom do to you.Smells so sweet
not like flowers She got me beat Too many powers This life I live Almost alone. No calls to give, I cling to the phone. I sit I wait One person calls She wants to date? My heart falls No she says But its okay Ill be fine It's just another day Used to pain Sorrow, my friend Just watch the moon wane Everything ends. So I write to you My good friend sorrow For now I am blue But I wont be tomorrow Tomorrow is bliss Tomorrow will shine For I have my pen and bottle of wine These are the days blue and dreary.. But beware, my friend, try to be cheery... For they don't you to prosper, the powers that be... The ugly karma, just wait and see.. Be nice to those around you, don't you pout... It's nothing that can't be fixed with a good stout. Moderation is the key. © 2010 Thomas B. BuckmanAuthor's Note
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Added on April 16, 2010 Last Updated on April 16, 2010 AuthorThomas B. BuckmanOsage Beach, MOAboutMy name is Thomas Buckman. I was a twenty year old unemployed poet... Now I'm a 21 year old member of the United States Army. "My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and .. more..Writing
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