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This mortal world feels like a maze;
Times and seasons in clouds of haze;
The pathway home a blurry daze.

This tedious swirl feels long and tough;
Moods and reasons scream strain and rough;
The pathway home like dreamy stuff.

This spacious twirl feels cold and bare;
Mind and body conscript bleak fare;
The pathway home floods loaded cares.

This anguished hurl feels torn and bleak;
Heart and soul see desires that streak;
The pathway home a trail made weak.

The passage here feels sad with pain;
Fierce winds of change pierce and constraint;
The pathway home a glimpse of gain.

The moments dear feels like a dream;
Dreamer of fear feels taunt and scheme;
The pathway home a squandered dream.

The highway pulse feels like a hint;
Dreamer awakes to a new mint;
The pathway home a jaded tint.

The wise impulse feels like a craze;
Weird ideas urge to charm and daze;
The pathway home: labyrinth maze!


Leon Enriquez
19 Mar 2014
Singapore

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