Michael Bogle

Rookie (08/15/1963 / Russellville, Kentucky)

What I Sought - Poem by Michael Bogle

What I sought
What I thought, I wanted,
I did not, I only desired,
To touch a memory,
Until it expired.

In the end I truly know,
My hard work,
My dedication,
My honor,
Will only show,

That my mind was wrapped,
In an enigma of dead ideals,
As I look into the eyes,
Of that one person, I realize,

My life,
My happiness,
My reality,
Means absolutely nothing,

Nothing, it is all a fantasy,
Built upon a thick foundation,
Of fals truths and denials,
Though I seek to be honest,
I cannot see this,
It becomes final.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 13, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 13, 2010


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