there are no words
for the progression of time
nonaction still supresses experience
-the preference of an angry mind
I love and i feel loss
I am duality and totality
acceptance and denial
i will or won't
refuse the front
but see the real. fulfilled
In darkened eyes all i see
is joy reflection of the
facets of my soul
behold
a universe in my breast
heaving mountains tremble
as gods touch celestial
giants collide.
destroy the center and all else falls
because i tripped
i learn to run
sometimes you fall
racing down a mountain
experience exhilerates
exhale and wait
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Very cool site...I just added a poetry section to my site, though I refer to the entire site as a "poetic idea".
Please visit and explore 'Ancient's History'.
your humble servant,
Ancient Clown
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