There was this lump one morning
Looked back at what have been
Compared to what should be
Picked up my pace took up
Grace, determined to be
In pursuit of primary
Goals, not much
On failures
But how
Less
Is
More
Knowing
Turning my
Timetable to
Urgency of time
No longer in prime
Yet expiry date dictates
Pace, modes of decisions
Conspires for us to set aside
Fractionality, engage in harmony
Duality notwithstanding, understand
Who we are and our potential for greatness
Inspired by current events. True encounters make good poems. Thank you for affirmation :)
It's a fascinating piece of poetry! Spectacular schema....well structured, lucid flow of expression! This piece of poetry is highly commendable! I vote this poem with a 10
I am strengthened more by this kind response. Wouldn't miss this miracle for anything. Thank you. :)
Don't despair. I am currently in remission. Either by grace or some form of software glitch, depending on your perspective.: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As Bob Dylan advocates, And all that you've held sacred, falls down and does not mend Just remember that death is not the end...