A Poem by misfit_joker

The name Latin meaning "the fool".


I stare effortlessly at the stars

Pondering how they shine true

But my mind wonders astray

Innocent at first glance

But it cuts like a knife

I do not wish to harm

Yet the intent is there

I curse my name, Stulto

For it is the very essence I am

A man who hath such a rose

Deserves less that of a mule

I plead my breath to stay

For I realize how easily it can slip away

And just how vital it is for each day

© 2013 misfit_joker

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Added on September 9, 2013
Last Updated on September 9, 2013



Pontotoc, MS

I simply want to share a little bit of my world and bring it to yours. I do not believe in sticking with one general genre of writing because it limits the possibilities. Please enjoy more..

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