Peace with Self

 

Searching in state of futility

for favorable drift of gust  

 

Waiting for an apt moment

to trim sails for final thrust

 

 Weathered many a past gale

now to placidity must align

 

Get rid of vain probabilities

and to harsh realism resign

 

All expectancy disconnected

disappointment amputates

 

Acceptance acts as panacea

feel good truly accentuates

 

Challenge takes a back seat

introspection turns prime

 

One with unison of own self

to find tranquility  sublime

 

In blissful pool of immunity

glee and pathos don’t blend

 

Beyond the simple nuances

existence one doesn’t defend

 

No hostility gets nurtured

or pointed fingers of blame

 

Rues, angst and penitence

not anymore then inflame

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

harsh reality

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Comments

<Deleted User> (11984)

Sat 15th Mar 2014 18:59

This gave me peace with myself! I am taken by the charm of smoothy stream of a mass of strong and heavy tune words! Love it!

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Harry O'Neill

Thu 13th Mar 2014 14:59

Sunny C
I like your splitting of the quatrains, your
rhyme, and your way of getting a lot into your unusually sparse choice of words.

Keep `em comin`

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