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Boundless Devotion

From water to soil, we continued. All that I've at any spot known has been rottenness. I can hear myself awakening close to the water spewed. Each component of this second was essential to my awareness. I needed to create this experience a piece of my life. For quite a long time, I've envisioned myself as auld and dim. My grandma's fondness, my youngster's delight, and strife. I was drenched in your and my spirits joining time. Among your and my bodies is a knot of all-out satisfaction. We softened into one another in exotic yearning. The sort of affection doesn't last in this section. My head is overpowered with thoughts churning. I realize every one of the firearms utilized before it was on me. So I put my protective layer on and opened the fortitude entryway. Fantasy dreams can infrequently solve as standard keys. Some vaporous lines have been harmed away. Then, at that point, I understand I'm speechless. I feel as though I'm suffocating in my consideration. I felt perplexed in the maze, reachless. Because each untruth is made up of many assumptions. There's most likely a channel plug. Do you wish to be covered? Disintegration I don't grasp whether this is a clean or a fatal drug However, I trust tomorrow will be a day of action. I can set to the side my feelings of dread. It assumed responsibility for my apprehension and ambiguity. A steel-clad article of clothing that encloses me as dead. Carry me truly close to my thoughts and congruity. Yet, it is the subtleties that we ignore. This is the fundamental thing to me. Furthermore, I need everything to explore. Breathing stops for a short period under a tree.
Written: July 19, 2021
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Balasubramanian Avatar
July 21, 2021 at 9:38 PM
it is the subtleties that we ignore, and many more thought provoking lines. Wonderful write. Thanks for brightening my Potd with your wonderful comments and getting a fave by a wonderful poet like you makes my day. Thanks once again
Poet Avatar
July 22, 2021 at 3:16 AM
Thank you so much Rama for your precious visit and delightful comment, your sweet words are always uplifting to me. Blessings and best regards and wishes to you
Rose  Avatar
July 20, 2021 at 9:50 AM
I always say its nice to have a mind that thinks for itself, and a body that recognizes its own personal truth, thats where integrity comes into play doesn't it. I love the fact that you delve into your emotions and hold truth in high regard, I can tell by your keen poetry, much loved it, Lasaad, thank you
Poet Avatar
July 20, 2021 at 10:05 AM
True, dear Rose, if the mind cannot go deep within, we can never achieve such integrity. Thank you for your profound comment and charming words; they are appreciated.
Skelly Avatar
July 20, 2021 at 9:31 AM
Assumptions lead to untruth, how very true..Lots of intriguing images Lasaad very thought-provoking....Delice
Poet Avatar
July 20, 2021 at 9:34 AM
Thank you so much, Delice, for your kind words and delightful comment on my poem. Have a great day. Peace and kindest regards
Hankins Avatar
July 20, 2021 at 8:32 AM
Indeed, Lasaad, "each untruth is made up of many assumptions." Too often we "ignore the subtleties." I loved your piece with its interesting thoughts and phrases.
Poet Avatar
July 20, 2021 at 8:58 AM
Thank you so much, Milton, I know this piece is kind of profound with some enigmatic verses, but I'm glad that you consider those thoughts interesting. Have a wonderful day and kindest regards
Buhagiar Avatar
July 19, 2021 at 10:07 PM
A clever exposition of sentiments. Our life is complicated and we try to simplify it. The pursuit of knowledge is admirable, though faith alone would suffice. Well written.
Poet Avatar
July 20, 2021 at 4:49 AM
Appreciate your kind words, Victor; your comment shed more enchantment on my poem. I'm glad you like it. Blessings and kindest regards
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