Monday, March 17, 2008

Antiquity


My time, my own
Sits in fallow

How should i,
Fail not to pretend
My stunting growth
Un-Reprimanded

Material wholly unneeded
Manifest of this worldly
Joys aplenty

How often i have wondered
The obscurities of life's
challenges in images

How love is just a breath
A mystic enigma
Of uncommon solitude

A loving monument
Speaking in
Cryptic verses
This life is

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