Speak the silence, show the confusion. We live our lives, it's just an illusion. We're wasted away, or so it seems. A mind without hopes a love without dreams. Travel the roads, time's endless mile. Furtive and casting, covered in guile. It ends at the end, where can that be? In a pot of chaos, the endless sea.
"In a pot of chaos.." Now how'd you know where I live?? he he No, on a more serious note, I felt this one deserved to be dusted off and sent back - Very interesting opinion of life in general...I always say, we are just checkers in this game...
------------------ - poet FemmeFatale
"The strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone..." Henrik Ibsen (1826-1906) Norwegian dramatist lyric poet
Christopher- Very lovely, I liked the thoughts in thios poem, I don't know how your poetry is now so i will have to check it out and see how different it is. I was however very impressed for a first post hunnie
~fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me~