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Sunbursts of a different era
Grazing through a tangible glistening morn
Contemplating on which way to turn
Uncertain of a shallow ending
With an illuminated existence
Deep space within the sub-conscious mind
Inquisitively anticipating the move next taken
Surprising everyone
Watching contently
As the morning sun rises on a new day
A day unlike those of the past
Completely different yet whispering the truth
that’s already known to this saturated mind
Shown only momentarily but
somehow lasting an eternity
Red roses with sharp agitated thorns
Reaching out just to get a touch
-Wanting to leave a mark on
untouched flesh hiding in disbelief
Not knowing how to react to such beauty
Something so bright
Something so amazing
Never before seen through this set of eyes
Incapable of “complete” understanding
Never knowing which is right
Taking for granted this simple life
-Always in a hurry>>>>>>>>
Never stopping to examine
Life constantly changing
before our eyes
Looking back and taking a deep breath
Thankful for surviving
Not knowing how this story unfolded
Without even realizing
>It was going so fast->>>>>>
Beginning a second chapter
while chancing everything
Sirens scream through a curtained window
Awakening a mind rested
Sharpening the fact that life does move fast
So we better slow down
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Nice. I am not much of a critic for I believe that when one writes it come from within and no sould judge or critic how you flow, but I like your style.
Nice. I am not much of a critic for I believe that when one writes it come from within and no sould judge or critic how you flow, but I like your style.
