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Many of Things

Many of things I long for, desired nature Dwells like the thick, I strive Perfection, excellence, that is not me Nor do I desire such of me For those I surround, wishes none but what I will Shall fall upon you I hope, dance with the stars, Shape with the universe Pull out of the wicked Blade with the sword and cut, creator of pain Father of fate Touch feel taste sensations Senses grip a harness Hold onto what is real Many of things I unto you, myself the same Do what happiness compels you to, dive deep Far if need be, past the shorelines of what is Travel to what could be Many of things I await, where to find the awaited? Time laughs in my face across the road unknown Chasing the ghostly destination of there. Where? My thoughts? My goals? Places I wish to be? No longer will I wait as I wage war against time Many of things I think, decipher, analyze to set Shuffle in the mix, showcase in order to cause Nothing but a reaction of judgement Let me learn from your teachings of opinion Another voice, another word travels, caught in the air A song Of knowledge and enlightenment Listen to the wind Many of things I look at Love, cities, day, terror, people, events More detail though of the passionate, complex, intricate Upcoming, never the past, bring only forth Seeing is believing pushing truth with experience I see, I know I determine for myself Many of things I give, take, receive Give insight to those shaded beneath our time Open the minds locked With the strength of Cerberus breaking down the wall I spark, giving tradition to all All those in celebration, overwhelmed By the light in which I take flight With your state of mind mentality Allowing freedom of discovery I take with consideration, all aspect I take to reflect Upon then regurgitate back to the world Like a sparrow feeding her young Food for thought Appetite for ideas Many of things I distinguish, pry from the wheel The axle, that holds together the whole Separate the red from the blue anew, brand of Independence titled that of which it is Surely must differentiate from hue of green Standing alone seeing clearly now

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Date: 1/19/2011 3:40:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Andrew. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors this year. You can look to the left side of the main page and find lots of information about PoetrySoup. If you don't find what you are looking for ask any poet here. Everyone is willing to help. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/18/2011 8:16:00 PM
Andrew, a very brilliant and clever poem,, nice perception,, i must say,..p.d.
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