It’s not calm that I’m after
Save wallowing in between
I want my life to pamper
With highest highs as routine
”Roller coaster”
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It’s not calm that I’m after
Save wallowing in between
I want my life to pamper
With highest highs as routine
”Roller coaster”
Art is depicting
What life could
Without afflicting
Details that would
“What is art?”
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A residual image
Hard to recall
Days dying, taking pillage
Life draining to stall
Views of futures imagined
In my mind, in a loop
Never ending, all examined
Infinite tries to recoup
Yet inside, urging flight
Sparks yearning for more
New colors, screaming bright
Fragrant dawn, what's in store
Explosion of action
Flurry of deeds
Manifesting traction
Fulfilling my needs
Hence will be new
The end and the flight
This time it is true
Immortal delight
Imagine there is a solution
It will help gain resolution
That answer presumed and primed
Is out there for you to find
Ignore distractors, just don’t care
Trust you’ll find it, it’s yours to snare
Walking streets, pensing, attention pointed in
But taking note of people, the penetrating din
Tall and short and young and old
Women and men seen projecting but cold
Faces reflecting mistrust, fear, disdain
To a world and its citizens they choose to refrain
What is their motive, why make this choice
Who is really inside, whispering in low voice?