i was tired of running,
chasing shadows of anon,
like a cryptic verve
surrounding the moonlight
until i saw the design
to man's fury.
his integrity lost in his self-consolation
his reclaim from his chaos.
Ah yes! Can fit some ppl from my own shadowy past.. beautifully simple!
Proclamation ( revealation)You were tired of chasing even with your artistic vigour....until you met the dsired design in elemental fury of a MAN.Fury almost like tornedo.( Ibelieve you pitied him,didn't you when he consoled himself with surrender....LET GO LET GO You think his integrity lost.NO, By that he reclaimed what was his ,even in the chaos or caotic chase.You revealed yourself well.Every reader like me would delightfully discover himself in your poem.
@winni the poohi::-) thanks@amio:yes, you were the muse, We happen to be one anyway.
u somehow ended up saying something so deep....so intense .... u tend to with ur words.... but this ones kinda special :)
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