Prolific Mind - Poem by Terrance Upham
Life’s amazing choose finicky the`sessan of distinguishing essence by words of your complexities, copyrights the rights distinguishing hallmarks of your intellectual beauty’s.
Beauty displays the rights to express your intellectual logos are registered trademarks of your Life’s reserving rights of original artistical article’s preserved. Around in the night underneath street lamp’s lights a star’s swaggers speaking wicked word’s of philosophy, “who shall endear love’s unconditional virtues” funneling life’s glitzy glamour.
The only vehicle of world’s transformation is the crazed thinking of prolific mind’s hovering pandering the crazy mind’s to the philosophy of a philosophical personal fee.
Underneath the nights bright lights a star’s swagger the essence of beauty a cherished personality.
Prolific mind hovering around pandering wasting no time catching the essence of intellectual beauty.
Hall marking the distinguishing essence of intellectual resilience becoming the hallmark of brilliance lighting the beauty of a personality with swagger.
Cherishing life’s intellectual logos marking earth’s seasonal premier.
Philosophical philosophy of a crazy mind pandering the crazed thinking of capital in prophets of a profitable time.
To life’s astrology of star’s aligning in futures designs to dimensions of an era of passionate passions in life’s limited time.. Igniting the flames desire of futures fortunes, burning the pasts misfortunes of the mislead.
Fame hovering around the star’s fortunes, interpretations of time to hold & unfold only time will tell. Lyrically bold leaving the past in the cold as histories passions of the old.
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