My Blurred Life
As I Wander aimlessly Through
the rain,
I Ponder
The Art my life thus far Drew.
Wondering
My mind just as Aimless
as these Anxious steps Pace.
As the whole world becomes
A sudden blur of Memories
I suddenly trip over my Lace
And as I fall from Grace
I wonder
How long?
How long will these days,
Seemingly Blurred,
Last?
My Eternal Redemption
I see the flash before my eyes
Like the blurred wings of a Humming Bird
Time is but a Blur
Thus, our lives are just slowed Slurs in the language of Destiny,
as we all are sinking in the quicksand of Time consumed.
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Life's Perceptual Poetry
Symbolic and Metaphorical Poetry of our day-to-day lives. Perceptual only through our own Imagination.
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