Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

The Day Begins

Peculiar positions and no one listens
To my ever raging rants
Try to have a prolific day 
But I'm trampled by Life's Elephants

Is what I feel true or real?
Gardens of Doubt, they grow, they bloom
Squeeze myself into Oblivion,
But, alas! There isn't room!

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Richard Lamoureux August 22, 2013 at 7:25 PM This one is going to my favorites, very well written and expressed! Just That Archaic Poet August 22, 2013 at 9:04 PM Again, I'm flattered, and rather surprised. Although I like this piece, I've never felt like it was one of my stronger poems. To be perfectly honest, the last two lines are really the only reason I like it. But, nonetheless, I am very happy you enjoyed it so much :)