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Where I belong
Stray into thoughts of the sea crashing upon the shore
It’s as if never before have I witnessed something to adore
My aching body sways about as it collapses upon a hardwood floor
Fools and kings spiral to and fro as I wake into my never ending war
There was good, bad, and a lot of crap I tried to ignore
A hammered heart on a fortune wheel spinning round as fate implored
Today a windfall, tomorrow misfortune, pray live life by my own accord
While a will slumbers deep in the catacombs of my mind awaiting to be restored
Surely todays the day to take control and pick up that plastic sword
Leave all those narcissistic faces, swashbuckle across all the distant places
I was here today too long, stand up and go beyond to find where I belong
this is really awesome!!!
this is really awesome!!! :O
lovely poem indeed!
Matthew 7:14
The Narrow Gate
I was today here too long. i
I was today here too long. i like that line. we can stand and be in one place
or be moving at a breaknek pace and still. yet be somewhere too long
Ah ! the beckoning of the mysteries of human existence
Wonderful write cruxination .Ah ! the beckoning of the mysteries of human existence.Reminds me of "All the world's a stage....." of the Bard actors with "plastic swords" & "never ending war"
©bishu
Swashbuckle
is a great way to approach each hour. ~A~