gypsy scribbler : Writing

To Sadness,

To Sadness,

A Story by gypsy scribbler


Dear Sadness, Sorry, I suppose I am being ungrateful. I am all upset and whiny and craving attention, and here you are - practically chasing me. And w..
Time is money

Time is money

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


They measure you, allocate you, “buy” you, “borrow” you, “steal” you, trade you for money and other imaginary bene..
One little star

One little star

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


1 little pale star... Compared to that night in the wilderness. But then I notice more, Peeking shyly from behind the city-lit mist, Quietly whisperin..
Get to know

Get to know

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


You will never get to know me. And no, it’s not your lossBecause you are not looking for what I have to offer. Or so I think… Because I n..
In your place

In your place

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


You left, and in your place there is this sadness, which I am now glad to have.
Some days

Some days

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


Some days are there to stay with you;They are not many, rather few. Most hours vanish, all but some,But some can last for years to come. A private rep..
I had a thought

I had a thought

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


I had a thoughThat I forgot. Maybe I'll find it,Maybe not...
So many thoughts ago

So many thoughts ago

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


Thanks, it was nice,But I’m already forgetting.So little time, so many thoughts ago.
Just that for me

Just that for me

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


Or maybe you’re just that for me: Something intangible and lost that wasn’t meant to be.It’s been so long…Still feels the sam..
Want

Want

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


I tend to want. Sometimes things. Mostly for things to happen. It’s been bothering me, that I concentrate on the object of my desire and don&rsq..

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