poetry for the soul. past, present, future...
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reflection or image,
reality or illusion,
emotions rule fear not,
love will guide,
step into the unknown for now,
for if you can see this path one has won,
riches, stones and gold like the sun,
all worthless when said is done,
the true treasure is under our feet,
so pick dirt, and stray from the street,
this is the beautiful place where we meet,
don't stop as your heart skips a beat
true change is in our minds, peek between the lines,
and leave it all behind
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You start out in a bad mood but bring it around at the end to a better atmosphere. Interesting style. Robert
@ indigital thank you
@ robert Writing is calming :) thanks
Indigital Level 5 Commenter 6 months ago
Nice ending. The poem paints a rather dark illustration. I like it.