Poem -
I wrote.. I read
I wrote.. I read.
Don’t know what it said.
But It was me,
So I went to bed.
I awoke and then
read it again.
Seems to be
No means to an end.
A day goes by.
A change in style.
Insane inside,
A madman’s head.
....I wrote... I read...
Don’t know what it said,
But it was me....
so I read it again.
.....
“ Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting the same results”
Albert Einstein
Comments
lol so true... a person can go insane reading all the diverse poetry on this site.
lol Lisa.
A very cleverly written piece! Truly sometimes we get stuck in the same routine and then keep scratching our head as to why we're not getting the results we want. Greatly portrayed here Edward👏🏽👏🏽
Thanks dreamer 😊
extremely enlightening
Thanks Greg
thanks bro your a great third eye writer keep creating
Thanks you
Yeah we can do that with poetry too, write repeatedly, and it is a fantastic result your poem as we can see. Super cool muse indeed. Kudos.
pls Pleez do review/comment my newest poem too.
Thanks
This is what I fear
how many poems can you write before mundane becomes your theme.
great write
John
Wow very deep thinking there John thanks for the comment