Josh Alfred

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Restlessness - Poem by Josh Alfred

A part of me
Rests in the dark.
And those gone free,
Whom have embarked,
Are much like me,
Gone, set apart.

Stupendously dangerous
Endlessly adventurous
I float like a star
Without synthesis,
Crashing hard, blown apart
It seems instantaneous.

I succumbed to a numb sum
Of dumb delights.
The frost of thought
Attacks and it bites.

I'm packed too intensity
Or sunken down in depravity
Trying to maintain balance
Between sound and silence,
Like lights and shades of darkness.

Reality is originality and sameness
But I am not singled out,
I am mingled about
Losing my individuality
Seeing it someone else.

Refraction or resistance
Don't give me mediocre assistance
And think I'll suffice
On that kind of existence
I rather rot quick than rot slow,
Holding on or letting go
Of something I don't or do know.

Life, well its discovering certainties
Oh, what to do with these? !
I guess I'll go with whims of philosophies.

They might disturb the vibe
With an absurd jive
Again, light or dark, dead or alive.
Destined to a doom,
Or destined to thrive.
All this but a view
In a matter of time.

Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy, restlessness

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 2, 2015

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