Tag Archives: World’s Pain

Making It Do

Making It Doby Michael DoyleThe world’s painIs dipped in blueThinking I remember thatAbout me and youWalking in withMy life’s game faceIf you keep on running awayDoes it leave its traceMost of the living worldIs a bit under the weatherWe keep … Continue reading

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On Hunt For the Moments

On Hunt For the Momentsby Michael DoyleIn my life’s recent historyI have written tons of poetryIn happiness and in tormentI find myself on the hunt for momentsWith x-ray eyes for what is rightI approach the world in second sightFor the … Continue reading

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