a bit of output for the thinkers today from the forever goofy mind, thanks for reading
is there an answer to the unknown?
who dares to question that which doesn’t exist?
or does it exist?
where is the refuge for the unseen,
what touch is caressed by the never ending search of hope?
when in time will minutes become hours,
hours become days?
when in time will seconds be counted in the moments they encompass?
we believe that which we see,
question what is perhaps,
divulge information in pretense,
yet weep for the known demise.
come hither oh mighty force of want,
bring fulfillment to the empty heart,
gouge the hearts of refute, for,
our’s is the destiny,
a journey of hope,
a path of fortune,
a mingling of reality!
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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
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Comments (3)
Beautiful stuff! Very thought-provoking!
Beautiful piece. Well done.
This really did touch me thank you for writing it! The flow really made the words more impactful! Very good and I just subscribed to you :) 💕