Greetings everyone! Welcome again to another edition of Friday Night Poetry Corner. This time I will present one of my works. It is a new poem; like 15 minutes new. The name of this joint is called “I look as my mind turns away..”
A surreal poem but with logical prints all over it.
Enough writing, enjoy and comments are much welcome :o)
I look as my mind turns away..
To cry a freedom,
realizing thought and time are one.
Conceptional imagination makes dreams
wonders for realization of thought.
A line, very thin or remarkable dark sin
window between madness and normalcy
engulf all of us
the forever spring.
I would beg for absent of oppression
by destroying the oppressor.
It all echoes clear understanding of pure thought.
Rationalization gave me such vivid answers
I could look into far lands
and be right there
thought and time are one
no one could tell me any different
or convey a madness of such pondering,
ancient tales we lost knowledge of
into the green fields
leaving desert footprints of mystery.