We are that little demon
who infiltrates your head
we second guess
will say unless
while the world ticks along.
Instead of knowing why
Instinct suggests it would
involve your being wise
initiate some newer worry
in time our circle wound
~
Leave their lives alone,
and wonder about your own,
there’s plenty of time to find
a vacancy at home. Unwind
the raveling storm of discontent
relish beauty’s grace your true intent.
We cannot hope to find a way
to shake the storms of our today
if when we recognize our will
we choose again to simply chill
~
I walked outside tonight to scream
while further along remains my dream.
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This is breathtaking, really! Your composition is impeccable, the rhythm of your verses stunning and the poem itself is so profoundly true! Oh, and very brave indeed. Cheers!
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Wow thank you so much for the read, and wonderful complement! 🙂
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My pleasure. Thank you for deciding to follow my blog and I am returning the favour; not because I’m a quid-pro-quo kind of person, but because I relish in reading your writings. Have a great night.
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You’re very kind. Thank you, I look forward to yours as well. 🙂
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