Wandering
My body knows this way,
I tread this path every day
Trying to find the way to go
Wandering if I'll ever know
Testing and trying and wandering through
Seeking to find what I'm to do.
Wandering
08/29/2009
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
God's Will | 4 | 09/03/2009 |
if i could see | 6 | 08/28/2009 |
demise | 3 | 08/28/2009 |
dusty little book | 2 | 08/28/2009 |
innocence lost | 3 | 08/28/2009 |
Love is | 2 | 08/28/2009 |
Against all odds | 1 | 08/28/2009 |
scattered petals | 1 | 08/28/2009 |
unforgotten | 2 | 08/28/2009 |
Wandering | 2 | 08/24/2009 |
whisper | 6 | 08/24/2009 |
what you mean to me | 2 | 08/24/2009 |
Just Questions | 4 | 08/24/2009 |
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