PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

mind moves,

a thousand times,

too soon,

quicker than it takes,

to search for the root,

equating a problem that stands,

in a gesture of open hands, and vacant heart,

with nothing to lose,

i sigh......., in want,

thoughts take many shapes,

lately, in the form of a voice,

that my mind has often let escape,

where is, the sweet redemption,

of all that aches ?,

love fills in for so little, nowadays,

the idea of it,

seems more so rewarding,

than the reality that fits,

a challenge, of rare pleasures,

value,

is our objective,

in our connections,

and all else relative,

idealism is often crushed,

under the swell, of fact, versus opinion,

sometimes,

life is without consequence,

so, whether you burn for something new,

or despair, that chances never come to you,

know that, the world moves forward,

evolving towards it's edge,

and love is just a chemical imbalance,

that festers in your head,

so take the moment,

already engrossed,

by your thoughts about it,

and own it,

destiny is yours, never forget.