Like sands
Through the hourglass
My thoughts percolate
Between instant gratification
And long-term resolution.
Like an unfaltering pool
Of sinking sand
My dissatisfaction agglutinates
With foolish gibberish
To obscure optimism.
Like a withering stalk
My shrivelling aspiration
Matches and clashes
With swelling inertia
Resulting in dispiriting
Deprivation of direction.
Like a valley of ash
My barren essence
Gasps for restitution -
For a preserving elixir
To cogently overturn
The demise of time.
Categories:
agglutinates, anxiety, conflict, confusion, depression,
Form: Free verse