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Patience

A Poem

By Stel TsolakidesPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I lay on the cold, hard ground,I knew that you were coming,I knew that I’d be found,

The trees whispered all around,The grass danced before my eyes,I lay on the cold, hard ground,

As I waited on that mound,I didn’t panic, there was no need,I knew that I’d be found,

My head & heart began to pound,As my body grew bitter,I lay on the cold, hard ground,

And then I heard a sound,As you strolled towards me,I knew that I’d be found,

I gripped the gun & loaded a round,As you strode ever closer,I lay on the cold, hard ground,I knew that I’d be found

surreal poetry
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Stel Tsolakides

My thoughts sometime get away from me, what I write is the result of that runaway brainI like to try different styles and experiment with formats, sometimes it works, sometimes...not so much.

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