Incredible Formality, Sense of Reality.
A dream of restless repetition.
A life of endless competition.
A world of pain behind the sea of smiles.
A try of realization in the tiles.
A puzzle the world will never truly solve.
another cry of never being revolved.
Just another life to try and mold.
Just another sense we do not hold.
Another mind to find the gold.
Just trying to get out of the cold.
The world will never understand, why the mind was never close at hand.
All we love and feel with sorrow will never make it to tomorrow.
Another day at hand flows through the time like sand.
And all we understand is that we cannot comprehend.
Monday, February 22, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: life,pain,mind,reality