“Wuddup”
I am down, trying to maintain
my weary soul
“Pressure” Under it, pondering
my truest goals
“Hate & pain” & miseries
are my only recreation
“Nightmares” they haunt me
& are my only companions
“Your hopes” I embrace,
& to my pain I grip
“Wealth”, I was born to a family
that embraces poverty
“Word”? No, but I cherished and
treasured it like a gold to me
“Did” you read the poem I wrote
title with Intimate Pleasure?
“No”. Well I penned it down
With pride & pleasure
“Amazing”
Yeah well, life is good
& besides, my mind I embrace
& let it bloom like a treasure
Please tell me what you think?
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Very different yet some familar from
"With Intimate Pleasure"
I wondered and pondered on this one.
That is sometimes a great thing to figure out a true poets heart and soul as a reader.
Very interesting i shall read again and ponder even more.
See it has intriged me?
Sad but more uplifted...i like that you used your own voice on this one shows your range of who you are.
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umm, Well SEE BELLOW lol
What is a man to live for if he knows not the range of his own self conscious, and the universe? Those who know their universe usually become companion with their self conscious, thus revealing their truest souls and purity of their lives. Thanks though, I often try to put what my soul tells me to write, though harder I still try to do my best to reveal my true soul.
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