Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Friday, 28 September 2012


The undeserved cry of preference
Congeals into shallow moods of indifference;
The crow will fly as the stench grows in every which way
And the truth will survive as the lies, reality does slay
In the wilderness of loss and denial
The carved lacerations are rendered menial-
Within currents of chaos that lead to healing;
The limitless endurance of an unconquerable feeling.


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