Thoughtless Poem by Christoph Praus

Thoughtless



Even a daggered jewel shines,
As it reflects and twirls and grows,
Sharded now and sharply worded,
But I'll never hold it, never mine,
As every thought that's mine explodes,
Into a single fragment morbid.

Friday, February 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Mind
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