Cycles

Cycles

A Poem by camps

Cycles

Everything goes in cycles
you return back to where you began.
I'm not saying that it's all the same, but
We all know circles have no end.

The stars project down our former selves
As the sun corrects the dead.
You try to get off the carousel
Only to end up right back on again.

When we remember how our dreams end
Original memories fill up our minds.
Cause now we truly understand where we were before
A distant thought for someone else to find.

Like the ebb and flow of the universe
Some are created and some die.
Cause it's all connected to one another
Which ends as a twinkle within your eye.

© 2014 camps


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Words of truth and wisdom. Bravo, sir...:)..............

Posted 10 Years Ago


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camps

10 Years Ago

Thank you!
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)....................

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I'm a current student. 22 years old. I love to write in many different styles. I've been writing since I was a little kid. It's always helped me, just getting my thoughts out there. more..

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