Undone

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  • Confusion

    Undone

    drifting into,
    as to say,
    on through.
    perpetual motion is denied.
    spawning in a dream,
    are unheard cries.
    whispers echoe into the night,
    silence is shatter'd,
    by a rays of light.
    still nothing is heard.
    just the breath that feels to breathe.
    set in motion are tides that ease.
    contradiction follows a glare.
    eyes sewn to a thought,
    that time may spare.
    still a web is spun.
    waiting for a time,
    to be known,
    as undone.




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    mathiasthom commented on Undone

    02-27-2009

    I'm surprised no one has rated your poetry...I think you have a very strong talent for writing poetry... Great job on this!

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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