I wish I was more in the moment
and
less consumed by the fog of more memories at this point.
Find in nature to dive deep into why my history grips me so tightly.
It's not lost on me that this is my litany of bad energy,
a never-ending supply and yet becomes greedy.
It cannot be said that a mystery,
not a complete one,
is firmly attached to the ankles of each lesson of dilemma suffering.
To be honest it's never surprising,
not really,
naturally the first complications arise on my own.
It's entertaining to my internal dialogue,
constantly laughing horribly.
So why do I do it?
Clearly this is not a chosen journey but some hopeless,
helpless destiny of mine.
The one I prayed wouldn't find me but it was as timely as it was untimely.
now,
It's Me
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TahimaAni
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nice poem
good
Wow - amazing writing. Love this line - is firmly attached to the ankles of each lesson of dilemma suffering :)
This was so deep and beautifully written! Loved your poem!
It's me was very clear.