Treasure Island

Oscar Robles

(Arizona)

At ease


When the world stops spinning ‘round
My mind will feel at ease,
My Heart will finally overcome
It’s non-ability to please.
Minds revolve around money
And all of those material things,
Travel, expensive purses and clothes
Cars and fancy diamond rings.
Love no longer has precedence
Nor is it first on life’s great list,
Without the latter a person is scorned
Love just dissipates as mist.
Two broken scarred able hearts
Pain taken to their knees,
One heart got a little greedy
One too many infidelities.
So how can a mind feel at ease?
Or a Heart overcome
Somebody tell me please.

Submitted: Friday, November 22, 2013

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  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (12/13/2013 7:32:00 AM)

    Valid questions asked! Yor poem is super excellent in rhymin too. An apt query to materialistic lovers. Pls review my latest poem too. (Report) Reply

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