That I Live Authentically! Poem by james watkin

That I Live Authentically!



Guilt be gone! What's your gripe
With me anyhow?
The least of Earth's annoyance!
Buddha; beneath bough!
For what's kept, and as hushed
Roomed for thought alone
As far, unconforming with
From whom souless groan.
Ah! That's it. Live not as
I'm expected to.
Duty's shock-moralist.
Deceitful fiend, you!

Saturday, April 22, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: guilt
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james watkin

james watkin

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