Poeish Poem

August 13, 2012
Through my life i have seen, but not shown. I have learned, but not known. I have heard, but not listened. I have woke, but not awaken. Through my life i have been born, but not created. I have lived, but not been alive. This mystery binds me still. Making me gravely ill, but not sick. From the way my mind spins, and and creates the caverns within. From the lust and pull, of the heart's rule. Through the light outside, and the darkness within. Through the great blue sky, as life passes me by. The same goes through my mind. What others want, I could not be. What they desired, I could not see. What their hatred, directed at me? Or was it for he? Was it for she? I do not know why this is so. I just do my best to let it go. To leave out all the rest.

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OceanWaters said...
Aug. 16, 2012 at 2:04 pm
fix it and put it up again as a revised version
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