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Dangerous Master

We are the greatest slaves, The slaves for our own mind Of our own puzzled thoughts. The thoughts that has the power to define you, The thoughts that can completely destroy you, The thoughts that can truly strengthen you. It can turn you into flaming wings of enthusiasm . It can turn you into an icy statue of insecurity. It can lead you to the coloured sky of creativity. It can push you into the darkest pits of darkness. Just a spark is all that it requires to turn your world up side down. This dangerous master who controls us within us.

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Michael E. Harris

Date: 9/17/2020 11:02:00 AM

Interesting perception of controlled and restricted thoughts. Not limiting the imagination but at the same time restriction of the imagination. For me poetry is never rights it's always never wrong. I see your poem as a painting of an old person with a desire to live fighting for every last breath. Then again maybe it's my imagination. Thank you for sharing this thought.

Ann Prems
Date: 9/17/2020 11:14:00 AM

Thank you Michael..

Heidi Sands

Date: 9/17/2020 10:31:00 AM

Ann, this is a great poem. I consider the spark a 'trigger'. Very well explained and written :)

Ann Prems
Date: 9/17/2020 10:36:00 AM

Thank you Heidi..