A Collection of Poetry

Monday, July 8, 2013

Dig it

Roundabout
without a doubt
I don't doubt at all

One of a kind
that's my mind
I don't mind at all
 
My mind astray
in a certain way
I don't stray at all
 
Left without
down and out
I don't out at all
 
Colour blind
scars to find
I don't find at all
 
Locked away
seize the day
I won't seize at all
 
Should I explain
how I gain
 
My will to live...
 
Or is it after the rain
the sun will shine again
 
1995

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