Paradoxically
Hate feels heavy
With too much worry
Cause for anxiety
Mood feels dreary
With thoughts too heavy
With touch so weary
Not much more to say
As with fragile play
Upon the lost way
Now in sorry grip
This senseless mad trip
In a strange odd sip
Lost is seldom found
Upon quicksand grounds
With quagmire around
Strange paradox here
Devoid of good cheer
Sinking and stuck here
Leon Enriquez
05 March 2019
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2019
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