The Thinking Sapling

A curious collection of thought experiments and reflections.

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The Waning Fettle

Standing on the sidewalk
Listening to people talk
Life won’t stand still
It goes downhill

I know a rose has thorns
Felt them since I was born
Falling petals
Waning fettle

My friend, please stop laughing
Can’t you be understanding?
No, it’s nothing
Heart still bleeding

The long road through the sand
Where the air is dry and bland
Can’t I stay here?
Are you sure, dear?

Some wounds begin to scar
The wind takes petals far
Thorns on a stem
I still feel them

My friend, I have to go
Maybe one day you’ll know
All the small things
I was hurting

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I’m an engineering student who stays up at night thinking too much about life. Here’s where you’ll find the messy thoughts I took time to captured in writing. Take what I say with a grain of salt, but have fun!