I cannot seem to shake my fate
the broken hearted steel gate
that is my spine and my mind
shatters my reality leaving the world behind
and here i thought i could pick me up
glass half empty, except mines is a cup
imagine how faint the feathers sound falling
on the fresh and free bur fragile ground
my mind minds the mine that's only mine
its twisted tattered two too many times
today i took time to try traversing the
tickled tenant to no avail he mocked me telling
me his mind was mine.
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Author:
Mayo (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 12th, 2016 09:42
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WELCOME SORA ~ Thanks for sharing a very enigmatic poem. I'm 33 and I have discovered that my MIND is very multifaceted, It is mine but it can be taken over by other forces and individuals and my mind can absorb another. We need to keep our minds renewed to enable us to cope in an increasingly comples and mindless World. Your BRIAN
Thank you. And what you say is very true, the only reality that exists is you.
I like some Scatterings of your Wicked Poem.😏
Thanks so much.
Great write Love it
Thanks so much.
Welcome
Enjoyed the alliteration.
Thanks it's fun to use it.
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