Thursday, 5 May 2011


A hunger for more
this quench unappeased
A longing galore
unsatiated or not in reach
this quest for more
A blatant hunt for something dignified
disproportionate samples of all things crucified
this tired bonding seems not for me; no more
A tiresome task, all things normal have begun to bore
disconnected; by myself I wish to remain
this mystical enigma sore
Blame no hearts nor fate
for any thoughts and feelings for things of woe
To something anonymous and deliberately undefined
in a blank maze of maybe's - who know's
this understanding of hunger and unquenched thirst,
let's leave, Incomplete and Irresolute,
In a lid-less box; semi-confined
until a more seemingly appropriate time...

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