Open Poetry #48 |
![]() ![]() |
Introspection |
![]() ![]() ![]() |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA ![]() |
I’ve given it a lot of thought… What I want from life: How things don’t turn out as they ought, And days are filled with strife. How unfulfilling are my dreams… How plans all go awry: The dew of youth so quickly yields, To old age: sere, and dry. The dreams which once appeared so real… Did prove so gossamer: Did cynicism finally steal, All hope from where they were? Happiness is but a word… A frivolous pursuit: And coldness grips a heart once warm, The point is truly moot. |
||
© Copyright 2012 John R. Yaws - All Rights Reserved | |||
Alison![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Definitely instrospective. And definitely interesting. A |
||
![]() ![]() |
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
![]() ![]() ![]() |
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |