Poem -

Decay

Decay

Under the dust
Where bone and rock entwines
Void of sunlight flows
In swirls of tunneled chambers
The rhymes and rhythms of lunar time

Seasons where the moon grow wax
Shoot roots that peirce straight to the hearth
And when the glinting crescent wanes
Creepers spread across the earth

Knots and fungai
Mold  and rust
Break it down like funky town
As everything below does as it must

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al Bikaadi

Aw thanks so much my dear bro! 🥰🖤 FR though, I often get intimidated by writers on here with such broader vocab/diction than my own. I feel my words are cliche most of the time, and get a bit embarrased 😅

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Being Me

Knots and fungai
Mold  and rust
Break it down like funky town
As everything below does as it must

Love these lines. They finished off the poem beautifully. I have a lot of catching up to do with your work Al. I shall do my best as your work is always well written ⚘x

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al Bikaadi

Thanks Being Me, 

I'm sorry I've forgotten your actual initial😬. I don't think I have done much writing lately, I was off line for almost 4 months. Only started up again recently. Also going through so much at the moment that I don't have much emotional capacity to read other's poems. I feel bad because I am not being the best team player, but if I didn't write my psych condition would be even worse. The pen has been a gift in times of fragility to keep me together. 😅

SHALOM 🙏🏼🖤

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