Open Poetry #35 |
Cruel Task Master |
startin_fresh Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 137US |
Think of the times when All was right with you When it was sunny although It was dark outside. Touch the texture of the Dream or hologram - Is it real or not I often wonder Scrambled circuits in My brain confuse me When I try to grasp The invisible handles Order is desired To meet perfection’s goal Yet no matter how much Is done – perfect it’s not Perfectionism is a cruel Existence and task master How does one let go Frustrations left untold Nothing hurts more than sitting next to the one you love - knowing it will never be. |
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timothysangel1973
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough |
"How does one let go Frustrations left untold" One writes !! Great write here m'friend. Tima |
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WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
This was a good write! I like it. |
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