With First Steps Taken Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
With First Steps Taken
In it from the beginning!
With first steps taken and a curiousness.
Yes,
In the beginning...
I felt was mine was what I touched.
And it seemed so real,
I could take...
What it was I touched.
In it from the beginning!
With first steps taken and a curiousness.
Yes,
It was the beginning,
That made me feel...
I could take whatever I touched.
And it seemed so real,
I could take,
What it was I touched.
And wanted much.
Like a toy I saw another child with it and had,
I wanted.
I wanted.
Like a car I saw drive away from my path,
I wanted.
I wanted.
Like a love between two people shared,
Who acted like they walked on air...
I wanted.
I wanted.
And it seemed so real,
I could take,
What it was I touched.
And wanted much.
If I saw somebody new and they were with someone else,
So what...
I just wanted.
To get up on it.
And it seemed so real to me,
I could take anything I wanted.
To flaunt and get up on it.
Like a love between two people shared,
Who acted like they walked on air...
I wanted.
Oh yes,
I wanted.
Because it seemed so real to me,
I could take anything I wanted.
To flaunt and get up on it.
Yes, it seemed a dream to me...
To feed whatever I wanted.
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5/12/2024 9:35:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Like an only child please feed him. Quell the fury of his never ending tantrum being. Stop the heart from bleeding. Cut it off at the source. Out of the mind. It doesn't exist. Meditate and just think. If wants are needs then there wouldn't be anything left for you and me. Infinite of everything an physics impossibility. To give you must take. To take you must deny. A shadow reining upon the glorious sunrise. Blocking us from feeling those powerful rays. Who will save the day, when two realities can not both exist. Someone will suffer upon your pleasure. You will suffer upon someone else's pleasure. Written in a letter hidden deep buried beneath heavens. It speaks of so truths. So search and you just might find it. But you still will never be able to prove it. So it is a reality never accepted. It is laying out in the open but still it will rejected. Another concept has been intercepted. Great, Inspiring Poem... Thanks For Writing It.