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Where I Have Gone
All these thoughts are nauseating
Even the mirror gets sick of apologies
This time I will not let myself be absorbed
Into a dry sponge of self-pity
Logic found a place in my insanity
Your platitudes don’t ease the soul for a moment
As I lose consciousness in my mind’s maze
Finding faith in the abyss of lingering skepticism
Reflecting on yesterdays filled of travels
This is where I have gone and who I have become
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Comments
weirdelf
Thu, 2012-02-23 01:55
What you didn't say in this poem,
is the incredible strength and courage you have. But we mustn't brag, must we? [grins]
cheers,
Jess
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Apostolos "Paul...
Thu, 2012-02-23 17:36
thank you
dear friend
Apostolos "Paul...
Thu, 2012-02-23 17:37
thanks
man fror stopping by b
Nordic cloud
Thu, 2012-02-23 11:59
This I liked,
This I liked,
my mind teased into knots
about the what and why
and yet the whole was satisfying,
the puzzle will never be solved.
Ann.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
Apostolos "Paul...
Thu, 2012-02-23 17:38
haha
no headaches hopefully
Esker
Thu, 2012-02-23 17:45
"yesterdays filled of travels"
how we bear up under the load
or enjoy the beauty of the peaceful calm Now
in your works are great conjunctions of wording
and follow up of feeling and observations
some would just write "Filled with.."
and that would be that
But the "of" in this makes me
really appreciate the whole peice Paul
your work has really taken on a depth
and more meaningful context
Thank You