You who with confidence proclaim your truths
Steadfast in opinion ever since your youth
Always know your move in the voting booth
Which way you’re going to steer
You who philosophise divine
Find ways to argue your unwavering line
Hear these words, though they aren’t mine,
‘Nothing more than a change of mind, my dear’.
You find your view and then find the facts
......
Frustrated at limits superimpose,
when real life dreams' are becoming goals
seems like progress slows
when time to plan arose
best way to compose
......
My words flow from an overflowing sink,
My direction of thought an unknown path,
My mind a twisting tree root,
My ideas a snapping branch in the wind.
I walk with unknown eyes,
I listen through foreign ears,
I write with spinning thoughts,
I see only through touch.
......
I get bored reading poems i’ve already wrote,
Expecting a new calling,
A new amazing visualization while memorizing previous verses.
Even when I can’t think of a topic,
I need a breakthrough
I feel the need to write something full of power,
Full of emotion
12/15/23
New ideas don't come fast
They grow and keep growing
Until the last leaf unfurls
Until the petals open up and shine
Until someone else pulls it up, saying,
“Yep, that’s mine.”
You who with confidence proclaim your truths
Steadfast in opinion ever since your youth
Always know your move in the voting booth
Which way you’re going to steer
You who philosophise divine
Find ways to argue your unwavering line
Hear these words, though they aren’t mine,
‘Nothing more than a change of mind, my dear’.
You find your view and then find the facts
......
I get bored reading poems i’ve already wrote,
Expecting a new calling,
A new amazing visualization while memorizing previous verses.
Even when I can’t think of a topic,
I need a breakthrough
I feel the need to write something full of power,
Full of emotion
12/15/23
My words flow from an overflowing sink,
My direction of thought an unknown path,
My mind a twisting tree root,
My ideas a snapping branch in the wind.
I walk with unknown eyes,
I listen through foreign ears,
I write with spinning thoughts,
I see only through touch.
......
New ideas don't come fast
They grow and keep growing
Until the last leaf unfurls
Until the petals open up and shine
Until someone else pulls it up, saying,
“Yep, that’s mine.”
Frustrated at limits superimpose,
when real life dreams' are becoming goals
seems like progress slows
when time to plan arose
best way to compose
......