unkept
it is this dream that has rision inside , it is this passion that lasts and grows on forever where it ends and where it belongs again nobodies knows, it is this song that goes on and on , this pattern to life that only ends with strife, leading the way to another rife again. a pondering question with no end , that never suits an answer to the end , a belonging pattern to the end , a sightness here ends over there a yonder there and here and everybody everywhere. a majesty to untrue to kiss the toes of any thee apart. a melancholy justified onto a plate that'd break a heart , a place underwater met by the see , a dream so lost within thee a rhythm that can't rym a heart pounding inside a time to unkept to circulate circumvent ,a pastime lost one again sorrow leading towards the end , patience undiluted mind, casting circles in my mind , places of a destiny unkept in thine ,a love to true all the timeunkept
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- jenifer
- alert but not enough sleep . hope my poems please thee.
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