Contentious
and untamed,
this is my world
above the surface.
Sometimes at night
I blink and glimpse
the possibility
of nothing below.
Interconnected
and unpredictable,
fantasy and truth
collide in blankness.
I can't dwell there.
Motivated by self interest
and the law of emotion,
I bounce back and become
a million hands.
You can only lose
your innocence once.
5 hours ago
5 comments:
Pretty nice and interesting :)
Wow. "Interconnected
and unpredictable,
fantasy and truth
collide in blankness."
Perfectly put. Nice blog you have here.
Just Beautiful,
thanks for sharing, you should write your own poets e-book!!
Cheers!
Mirella
Life and poetry which voice to answer at any given moment. I have my own worlds. Very nicely put into your wonderful words. I like it very much.
That's good poetry Agnes!
Cheers!
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