Metaphysically
Mind shapes ideas in surge of thoughts;
Enter a swirl of virtual stuff;
Touch can endear the urge of plots;
Aptly this world can feel so rough;
Plunge with bold steps with a sure heart;
Hurl into space and frozen time;
Yield to mind map that moments art;
See your own face in haunting chimes;
Indulge that fear that taunts and stares;
Calm motives sum to challenge brew;
Aim seems most clear below bland cares;
Live then outcome that test your cues;
Love has a way to tell on you;
Yes prize foreplay with flavours due.
Leon Enriquez
23 September 2014
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment