MeetingsA Poem by Reuben Mihic KortekaasEncounters
Ups and downs.
We move from valleys to hills From laughs to frowns From tears to towns Invitations of a merily uneducated mouse. Building this green house. With a Mediterinean spouse. And i try my best To keep the hate down. whatever i do. my efforts are mostly misunderstood. Mistakes made out of good intentions. Tensions rising directing to other ventures. When our world is turning hell to heaven. We all smell the vengeance. Feel the lands collide on a miniscule level No one is truely rested Not untill the body dies And the soul leaves to an other dimension. Leafs falling down from the trees. Motions of life that keep going. No matter what or where in you believe. Can you really settle to start a new? Or do we all run away from the coming morning dew? Lying in the grass. A nature rest. Lies that deceive the inside of my chest. What do I do where do I go. How to be my own self best. When I cant even put my own life to the test. My blood runs i feel it streaming. Still that water inside of me isn't that what makes me dreaming. The mind is complex they say. Guess it's so simple they overlook their own stakes. No war no fighting. So many want this. Its simple to decipher the true needs of human existence. Self destruction and progression in the process has always been the same.. There is no key to it untill we discover our own goals, meaning and innervisions Find peace within. to keep on living. © 2017 Reuben Mihic Kortekaas
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