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in moments of pretense,
fantasies and dreams,
evolve into,
reality!!
seeing what doesn't exist,
we cling to their pretense,
fathomed in the solitude of yearning,
we thrive within the magnitude of,
belief!!
what is it we believe??
fantasies?
dreams?
or reality?
About the Creator
Moe Radosevich
I am always touched when something I write touches another so if any of you my fellow creators have been touched thank you
Write on my friends
Sure would appreciate more reads and maybe some tips or pledges thank you
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Comments (5)
So sad to hear of your passing today. Rest In Peace Moe. I loved reading your poetry, wish I read more and you were able to write more, but I’m glad we can still read it here. 😔
Nicely written!
I really like how this poem makes me stop and think…..what is it we actually believe in? It’s such a powerful way to explore the blurry lines between dreams, fantasies, and reality. You captured that so well!
Great poem, Moe. Makes you think.
Deep, really make you think. Such an amazing piece. Great job writing. Your pen game is strong.