Reform
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My wheels on the gravel spin around with wholesome timidity, forthwith
No hesitation among the five solitaires surrounding me like a myth,
I’d made up my mind to commence with resumption of self,
Like a viceroy who fiercely enjoyed, earnestly hoped,
Delightfully defended, unprovoked!
Let me redeem the measure of time I privately bred,
Strange is the feeling of freedom,
When everything is done, when everything is said.
Pardon my ignorance as I stepped into the opposite corner,
Excuse all the heartiness given never to be forgiven,
Scarce and hesitant, as a traveler who has sharpened senses,
Willing to cross the great ocean and a shallow sea,
With respect and honouring the deal
Disappointed so much yet those eyes will continue to edify me
Uplift and weaken,
Melt and sadden,
The feeling that lingers is my beacon
Guiding me through a rough storm,
March on! Embrace life, exceptionally warm, - reform!
Copyright © Hound Of Poetry | Year Posted 2019
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