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I feel somber and distressed.
Life is unpredictable added with stress.
And yet, at times; daily life is monotonous.
Blithe indifference to anyones lewdness.
Feeling dysphoric laden with despair.
Trying to hang on; why should I care?
Dancing with intrusive thoughts of a permanent end.
Sinking in quicksand my mind slowly descends.
Really there is no rhyme; or no reason..
For my state of mind; of its own treason.
Fighting on the grounds of the "mental battlefield".
Dropping my guard; defenseless without my shield.
Taking another step in this muddle-headed land "mind".
Unexplainably made me feel somewhat repined.
Trapped in this existence and the next...
Why does this "reality" have to be so perplexed?
A troubled mind barters with trials and tribulations.
Always wondering aimlessly full of unanswered questions.
TIME TAKES OUR TRUST
Time takes our entire trust
And the appearance of it was the first.
Time has lived unexplainably BC
Taking prominence in all the city.
This timed write is littered with rhymes.
An untimely timing of our times
Always makes time to time trust untimely
At any given time wholly and totally.
When the boat of trust has a leak
The ghost of time would speak
And break or make our entire trust:
That trust in a horse's health,
That trust in a camel's strength,
That trust in the tameness of a wolf,
That trust in a boy's love
Or that trust in a whore's oath.
Time exposes all and reveals growth.
TIME TAKES OUR TRUST.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 2009.
Yours..is the most beautiful smile,
the source of all my inspirations;
that star never fading, always outshining others...
And from it joy is emanated;
with the speed of a shooting star,
to earth it falls, for me to catch it without harm...
Mona Lisa may have the most perfect smile,
but yours is the densest and fondest;
so fresh and alive...a blooming flower awaiting light...
The Italian Renaissance's painters and poets could not have imagined
a beauty so delicate, inspiring and pure existing in my time;
Dante's passion for Beatrice turning into deprivation and desire...
What my vision beholds is unexplainably mysterious and yet simple,
purity and innocence reflecting your soul's mirror to make me gaze deeper;
entrust all your thoughts and feelings to me, and I will be your keeper...
Yours...is the rarest and most attractive smile,
and on it unblemished love can be built, a fortress outlasting time;
unafraid, share it with me to explore the wonders of this universe...
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci