
The endless road--
The goal beyond--
Borders tease a sure arrival:
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Illusion,
Cross-sectioned sands,
Unkempt mirage pulled taut,
Time in running seals the gap,
As ruin propagates;
The desire postulates;
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Turning point, of lovers' sorrows,
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Focus grim once tightened down,
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Shifts its place upon the wheel,
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Course-correction,
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Anchor dropping,
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Pivoting at once for North:
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That North ever unchained.
About the Creator
Ad-Libbing With The Z-Man
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I am an aspiring vocalist, filmmaker, writer, dreamer, et al. I hope you gain something personal and inspiring from my work here. You are also welcome to subscribe to my YouTube Channel: Ad-Libbing With The Z-Man.
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Comments (1)
This was so uplifting and the ending was liberating! Loved your poem!