I find myself
03/22/2021
Between the armies of warring thoughts
In the depth of fissure, a final choice
Each Infiltrated by confusion
Conniving, creating devious plots
Each vortex reasons its’ justified
The good, the evil, whose perception
Permeating from a single source
Too many thoughts to cauterize
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imbued with a tone of contemplative - despair, tempered
by brevity of skilled artistry
exemplifying: poetic release
as an infinite source
of self-expression fuelled solace..
a brilliant write, in my humble opinion, thanks for choosing to share dear poet
as does your comment humble me. thanks
this is one helluva poem and puts a whole new spin on the concept of losing oneself for the sake of poetry ...
Your comments always anxiously awaited.
Must be my GOOD FRIDAY to be blessed with so many.
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