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Nothing ever really happened at Hundred acre wood.
Piglet who had the biggest conscious from the group Always told me, nothing is at it looks, For the truth isn’t provided by context clues from a book. I’ll have to sacrifice something I love for knowing to happen My heart cringed because I knew the notion was madness; Really all moments of grandness we chase are -Subsets of dreaming and pursuing our oldest passion. Yet, I still felt this urge to follow the neuronal patterns And sacrifice the only thing I loved in this world, the honey bear. At least, I’ll get to reveal why I feel so numb in here. I’m not the only one; Eeyore is dismally gloomy for eternity Perhaps, he too feels consumed by the disharmony. Jolly as ever, Poo bear, hugged me tightly as I arrived. Crying the fire from my mind, I looked lightly at his eyes, And said: Poo bear, please forgive me for what I’m about to do. He chuckled and said: Christopher, I know what you’re out to prove Even if it means my demise, I’m still so proud of you. But how did you know? He responded: I sensed it in my tummy Yet, this time around, when I felt empty I wasn’t hungry. The deed was done, but it all seemed so bleak and glum My being corrupts seeking beyond the Cogito ergo sum. Who I did I become, can I validate it by where I’ve gone? Piglet then came asking where was Winnie the Poo? I started ***kling, but not because I was feeling amused But, because I realized this was just a silly cartoon. This is why Poo bear’s allegorical death means little to you Imaginary figments are expected to dwindle and lose The importance they had when you were in your infancy and youth. Tigger bouncing around is to throw infinity in a loop So, yesterday’s malignancy is instantly rebuked; Everything anew, Piglet never suggests the measures of truth Instead, we watched Poo bear rummaging for pleasures of food. My favorite day was when I disregarded the pressure to sleuth Surrendered to good, even if it oozed from the netherworld’s womb Illusion is still better than doom. Last edited by UnbornBuddha; 10-06-2015 at 11:11 PM. |
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