Poem -
My,my,my
My hypocrisy is stifling
Another mask suffocating me
My faith of the flimsy
I don’t see what pleases me
My mind slow dances to a fast beat
My pace kisses poverty , but I want all the riches
My family comes as they go
Sewn together by cloth out of production
My wants are unrealistic, yet mama said try
Key word in the world is try
My debt swallows me aloud
Is a sun dried brick plenty thirsty ?
My life is of words alive and of dead
But where are my deeds ?
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Hi Phar, I really like the versing in the Poem, its really well written! It was really impactful. All the best, the Fish of the Sea.
My " what ? " made the difference.....somewhere along, the line. Surely, you understand ? You,being, you. With, " whistles, and bells " attached. TO GIVE MORE. TO, ALL.
" Live, with it. " " IT " should do you good. Know what defines. And " what ? " does not ? :) :)
Right ? On, the mark ?
Creativity, tells a tale, you know. Thanks, for sharing. " Whatever " drives you, on. To, be. Rather, than not. :) :) ART MATTERS, NOW. " More " than ever ?
Alarmed ? Do not think, so. Think positive energy from " cosmic pool " to see " IT " through. Beyond, " emotion " ? !!! :)
" Trying " to help. " That " is all, right ? :)
I, hope you concur. Truthfully.