What's Left
Your right sometimes...tends to go left,
This illusion, so amusing, love at first you've felt,
Each moment you've dealt, a jump from the ledge,
To a place where odd..is even instead,
What's said...tells lies, which lies inside oneself,
No meds, that's fit to hold up, as a belt,
Thoughts welt in mind, bind feelings intense,
Itself from a chance, blind chances you've miss,
Which correct answer, who could despite,
Be careful what you choose, your...Left Could Be Right
Sincerely
Raymond Jones
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Author:
Raymond Jones (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When you choose in a hurry, and realize you've passed a blessing that was meant to be. You start to see it, and hope that the chance to make a change is still there, if not...What's Left
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Comments1
I read the first two lines and favourited
I laud the rewrites and effort
that went into creating such a tight
write
what a privilege it is
to read your work, dear Poet
thank you!
No thank you my dear Poet for just taking the time to read my work
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