There are some things
you can only sing
but never say
There are some things
given out but once
in the foray
There are some things
that the world lays claim
and takes its due
There are some things
past the cloud of time
you must pursue
Living on the edge
is sharper
cut or not
Dying for that
final answer
knowing what
Praising what the mob
is damning
come what may
Loving what the
moment seizes
— counterplayed
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: September 8th, 2024 10:19
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Thought-provoking and rather fascinating with deadly implications haunting like ghosts its border, whispering to the reader tripping down the page. Lovely. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
I always look forward to your comments.
Thanks Missy
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