Think Poem by Brett Roberts

Calculated thoughts.
Breath taking events, played back in second segments.
Buried deep in the core, victory in an ageless war.
Something you can’t ignore, being guided through the right door.

Available notions, floating within an arms reach.
Buoyant opportunities lay in the ocean, expecting to be snagged.
Tangled and mangled, emotions flood like angry river banks.
Unrelenting waves wash away all the sins, a knave no more.

Foundations laid, and promised made.
Afraid, the face of betrayal; ripping her masquerade of truth.
Confined under the shade, anything could surely fade.
The blessing of youth, how well have you played?

Finding something new, one of the lucky few.
Ideas are construed, though failure and succession of you.
Pro action seems long overdue, forgetting not the beautiful view.
Focusing aggression, transforming it into progression.

Evolving in time, forever changing minds.
Clever endeavours push against your chest.
Words rolled into motion, never thought this ever.
However knowledge shapes out future.

Forever more, leave your feelings at the door.
Before too long, someone soon you will adore.
Impossible to ignore this feeling anymore.
Her heart may I explore, or may I bore? .