The RoadA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Maybe I am a little to philosophical today. to much time to think I guess.
It is times like this that I am cursed With too much time on my hands. To contemplate life’s pains, Love’s scars, And laughter’s short lived remedy. I am left to wonder why I feel free to go anywhere Still I never seem to belong. Was I born in the wrong era? Is father time really human? As I look down the road watching It get smaller and smaller Till it is nothing and I wonder, Is that a symbol for how life really is? What of this road less traveled? Sure you may find more adventures And accolades, but at what cost? Ending up lonely. Everyday there is a price we pay To travel down that road… In the light of day it is easier To know where we go And let everyone know who you are At the risk of getting burned. Under the cloak of night You can avoid the dangers around At the cost of not enjoying What is in front of your eyes Or not really being. Life’s journey has many ironies That makes fate versus free will A nonstop debate. One thing is for certain, To travel it with someone in your heart To share it Is to travel that road paved. © 2009 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Featured Review
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Added on August 26, 2009Last Updated on August 26, 2009 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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