Have My Cake and Eat It, Too

My Mind just racing- debating Fate
(A thousand thoughts arrive at once!) 
I hesitate to contemplate 
The aftermath in future months 
Would I be sane to stay unknown, 
Or claim my Fame and fall Insane? 
Reap doubtful seeds myself have sewn- 
While I wonder who's to blame...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Dietrich Avatar
November 22, 2013 at 10:31 PM
I like reading your little nuggets of contemplation, Chan. Is that your name? I saw someone calling you that. thanks for reading so many of my poems recently. Let me find one more of yours to see.
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 23, 2013 at 5:16 AM
I appreciate the read and review, Andrea. Yes, Chan is my name and I greatly enjoyed going through your work yesterday :)
Davis Avatar
November 22, 2013 at 8:26 AM
Chan Words most poets and writers can relate to. Writing can drive you insane sometimes thinking is it good enough for others and will it make me famous. Yes, your poems are good enough and you are famous as my friend. And a little insane. LOL You are making me blush with the awesome comment on my Dedication poem. I meant every word of it. Hugs
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 22, 2013 at 8:57 AM
Love you to pieces, Sweet Pea; thank you for writing that about me; it really helped me and brightened my day <3 <3 <3
Anglesey Avatar
November 19, 2013 at 1:41 PM
Sometimes I feel like I am on the brink... mind racing and debating fate. Oh, how I do relate :)
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 20, 2013 at 10:08 AM
lol Thanks, K <3 <3 <3 :)
Peterson Avatar
November 18, 2013 at 9:11 PM
Missing your comments and poetry. Hope you drop by and write again soon.
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 20, 2013 at 10:08 AM
Will definitely catch up with you soon, my friend :)
Lamoureux Avatar
November 16, 2013 at 7:48 PM
Who is truly known? each and everyone of us is an enigma, we often fool ourselves. Insanity may be a welcome change. Perhaps it is the insane who truly know themselves.
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 17, 2013 at 11:36 AM
Interesting points, my friend. Thanks for the read! :)
Muitherero Avatar
November 13, 2013 at 11:23 PM
It's the blurry line between wants and needs, The unresolved dilemma in life. A good one this is!
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 15, 2013 at 9:00 AM
Thank you, Kennedy! :)
Deschler Avatar
November 13, 2013 at 6:12 PM
There is much to ponder in this poem! Though, thinking about our thoughts does drive one insane, sometimes! A great poem, BP! I enjoyed it!
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 15, 2013 at 9:01 AM
Thank you, SP! <3
Peterson Avatar
November 13, 2013 at 1:40 PM
This is absolutely tops: smooth, well-crafted (my best compliment), rhyme non-tortured. Interesting thoughts. Remember, only the sane question their sanity.
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 15, 2013 at 9:01 AM
lol True, true, Mark! Thanks for the kind words and for the read and review :)
Matose Avatar
November 11, 2013 at 12:31 PM
Ha ha ha ha! My Friend....You spinned another surprise. This poem is great You know, I never cease questioning the direction I have taken ..that of writing! Will it leave me sane, will it get me to the desired destination, will it.....I relate to this piece in more ways than one. You've condensed so many ideas into a purified 8 lines. This style makes me respect your intellect. Loyal Friend, JM
That Archaic Poet Avatar
November 12, 2013 at 4:17 AM
JM, you always have something humbling to say about my work and I sincerely appreciate you, my friend :)
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