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Surviving Iconic Chimera

The Moon becomes closer, My cogitations remain jumbled I escaped the town a while ago The festering wounds did not heal Nothing could usher me backward The surviving solids stayed held tight All my affections are still within me. I cannot reckon the stain has gone My mind was blind, but my heart knew A load of despair hangs on my neck Why did you believe this agenda would work? All efforts to turn desire into love failed. I am navigating the sea of nothingness, Turning sweepingly, feet whirled I bestowed the fluid into a frenzied whirl Above, gentle waves touch the neck They threatened me while I was still smiling There were no signs of land in the vicinity My toes are itching, and my feet are squirming A strong will is our only chance for survival.
Written: November 18, 2022
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George Avatar
November 19, 2022 at 1:58 AM
We swim in the sea of life. However hard we try, we may not be able to reach the shore. Our limbs may grow weak, but we shouldn't give up. Keep moving with a strong will and determination. Powerful poem with strong sentiments .
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November 18, 2022 at 2:51 PM
Well written, Lasaad. Life can be so confusing as we become vulnerable as we age and mature. Our minds present the grestest challenge as our thoughts evolve and change some of the things we've believed all of our life. Our mistake haunt us even more as the mind multiplies the negative more extensively the the positive. Walk on, be true to one's self and with God, and His Love will be unconditional. Blessings my dear friend. Bill
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November 18, 2022 at 2:59 PM
Dear Bill, thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment on my poetry. Your comments are appreciated and uplifting. Blessings to you and yours dear friend.
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November 18, 2022 at 1:29 PM
A lesson for poetic composition, my dearest friend, Lasaad. So much to feel, hear, live, and see! Be blessed!
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