A holiday can help me leave this horrid life behind
but I can’t escape from my turbulent mind.
I feel the only way is to die inside so I can rise like the
Phoenix at the crack of dawn.
Or I could simply sit in absolute silence and go deeper
and deeper
and deeper
till I hear my inner voice
and find my true self.
Thank you Stu. That's encouraging!
Raj
good stuff raj, small but perfectly formed, like all the best things.
I certainly need that aerial therapy mate. Perhaps I should have a word with Richard 'The Virgin' Branson. He likes that sort of thing?
Great poem.
<Deleted User> (13762)
Tue 14th Mar 2017 19:42
you really need that balloon trip mate - but failing that I think you have a good solution in the last five lines. Col
PS: I wrote this as quietly as I could.
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<Deleted User> (16513)
Sat 18th Mar 2017 07:41
Not about the length but it's the quality. Small but terrible poem. xx