Thursday, November 8, 2007

Striving Illusions

I am striving for a thing that's real
The purpose of life is to touch and feel
The thoughts that reside in the depths of minds
Untalented thoughts define the times
Of baited pasts and a sense to steal
The wrongness of right and the right of real
When i fall asleep under the falling clouds
I find my mind that has no bounds
The sky a wound of my present and future
My memories and thoughts providing a suture
Reginald Scott
Agnes Török 08 November 2007
wow, I am completely amazed. Truly wonderful poem. You really connect with the reader, Thank you for sharing All my best Agnes
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Mitzi Albright 08 November 2007
Love it! .....finally something in all this mass of poetry with some true feeling! It is clear to see that most of these poems are not writtin in the 'mood' of writing....yours is.......wonderful! Mitzi
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