Some Last Words Poem by Tinnie Moe

In the deepest morning of Gaia's green
in the deepest yearning of all unseen
there lies a harsh mourning vast
it seems


Remember yet our Hopidreams


Of all the touches on a mother's flesh
the first steps made by this
little fleshy lumps of knees their path wade

How these little blued eyes of mine
and your would have an own shine to soul
The babysteps it would take too soon
for it cheers our feelings to rake
How its smell would combine
the perfume of yours and mine

How it'll grow all over time
and launch a laughter after death'll rafter
memories of how it'll smile
and awake a love, so pure, so shy
that it'll develop any most diffident lie

As truth may not be spoken
nor aroused, nor awoken, so please find out
Why this little person wouldn't token
a love 'tween two, ... now utterly broken



Behind Poisoned vaines
Entombing our womb
and leave our offspring
drained and gloomed
not to mention
our future menkind doomed

And for no reason
None I can depick



Noah
it
would have named
and who knows which beast it would have tamed
or may sailed around the Seventh Earth & Sky,
Saved Our so called Mother and wealthy failed
all murders so tortures, devastated

As I refer to it

she had to cope
Devastating
Yet our planet's growth and her destruction would endeavor
Our starchild's tale would not cover ember
Whose darkness fights a ferocious light

My depraved continious wander in hireath
or something full of barren
solemly mine
A place so magically hidden... none would ever intwine.
And I can't repress a mischievious memory
Noah's born to be
a divine elected by Our Golden HoneyBee

His eternal spark
His motivational cleansing wave
that would've inspired the world
where all men changed uncraved
none sprung



In the midst o' darkness thou grown
a linger for a love
consoled deepest mourning lost my solemnly prawn

The loss

is solemnly mine.