Useless

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The concept smells familiar
A mixture of alien, antagonist language...

Submitted: May 07, 2007

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The concept smells familiar

A mixture of alien, antagonist language

Swift through cranial matter to

Fibrous nerves stimulated en route for emotion

It only kindles spirit

 

Fortitude and courage.

Those are the buoyancies that keep us drifting

Resilience comes in various zeniths

But it is not all we need

Fate binds us, not bravery

 

Please, start talking my own dialect

I need to hear a familiar voice

Recognisable in my individual state

Only common refuge composes me, a friend on the same ground,

An asylum adrift steady waters

 

All I do is wander

Through the trees

Pine needles in my bare feet

Shrouded memory of a past sorrow

I can’t remember, why am I here?

 

I know there’s an egress point

Somewhere along the way

Where everything cluttered the floor

But now somehow it’s lost

In the war in my head

 

I need to find my providence again
Destiny where have you gone?

I’ve lost sight of you

Somewhere in this dreamland

I cannot turn into futile matter

Not again


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