Poem by: joshua boyde
visual, aspergers, visual book
Submitted: March 30, 2010
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An intriguing prose, that I like,
A feeling of solitude is exuded through the words,
It grows crescendo to reach the peak,
the loneliness the soul feels in the prison of the flesh,
is still way better than the stereotyped and standardized society consumers.
To be a copy of others is to devalue one's worth,
Hence the individuality we seek,
at the depth of our being,
what we call maybe our heart.
This is the real treasure :
we are in search of ourselves,
and we are also the island.
Thank you Joshua,
Your writings are so stimulating,
I just cannot stop blabbering :)
"in the prison of the flesh" , oh I like that one.
I think you will like "Unsent Letter From Kimbly" even better ... If I don't bring a tear to your eye then I think I should not try ... Good bye.
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