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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Alone he stands silently but is not at his best, And life it has crushing blows on him, hammering kept. Thoughts keep flooding his mind as never ever, And no one but him can fathom his life’s color, as it turns greyer. He seeks a place which is tranquil & serene, Where no force or no being will act upon him. A place to reflect, and impure thoughts to deflect. A place to contemplate, A place for his unknown earthly energies to gyrate. A place where he can within himself scream, And yell and cry and sob and dream. A place to look for meaning and wise man’s say, A place, to cradle happy events in his mind to replay. A place filled with tranquility, A place, oozing with serenity. And now as these moments they replay, In his mind seeking the light of the day. Nothing erupts or comes to my mind, Except whiteness, silence and calmness, they seem to themselves bind. A breeze has now silently across him blown, But nothing has within him as yet grown. Some comfort from the pain at times he will feel, But these gusty wounds will not completely heal. He knows it would be different from here on, But memories are far from gone. This was not how he wanted it to be, Fear in his heart and deeds to resolve and not flee…. Alone he stands silently but is not at his best, And life it has crushing blows on him, hammering kept. Thoughts keep flooding his mind as never ever, And no one but him can fathom his life’s color, as it turns greyer.
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