Dexsta Ray

Veteran Poet - 1,634 Points (March 8,1994-)

The Breeze - Poem by Dexsta Ray

Grave serendipity
Happenstance
Elusive chances at victory
I could feel the gentle breeze
Rekindled dreams of ambiguity
Such relentless aggravation from above
The misery stalled and for a second there was love
And that was fair enough but the air stayed tight on my chest
The constant struggle of a child being born into less
I've been informed of the stress
The air is feeling sort of thick
My soul is unscathed but physically I'm sort of sick
And I want no more of this but
I'm stuck in a phase I look towards the fluffy clouds as I tuck the pain away
I think it should've came today but I'm not worried
The breeze carries me to places here
That's not as surly


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 8, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 8, 2014


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