Fatigued
A Poem by Dream Weaver
Cities
of glass
bronzed
from
the sun
I’ve grown
fatigued
of this
life’s hollowed
exploitations.
My mind
menaces
indecision
over obscured
reasoning.
How defiant
must one be
to muse
never more.
© 2012 Dream Weaver
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Short, to the point! Very good piece. Good Write!
Posted 13 Years Ago
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Excellent piece! Somehow I think we all can relate to this write!
Posted 13 Years Ago
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HMMMM can we ever know enough? I doubt it the more i learn the less I know
Posted 13 Years Ago
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A monstrous tribe of emotionless empty Sigismund, an extremely well penned and imagery flowing piece, wel done my friend.
Posted 13 Years Ago
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wow. loss of all hope, worthiness running low and life's miracle dwindling within a soul....no one said life was easy
Posted 13 Years Ago
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oh wow this speaks loudly and to me...excellent indeed...
Posted 13 Years Ago
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I have tried to walk the path of that defiance and the musing catches me every time........excellent dark piece
Posted 13 Years Ago
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Added on April 19, 2011
Last Updated on April 22, 2012
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