Transcend

Transcend

Transcend and triumph with desire.
No more belonging to this mire.
Eyes brimming with undying fire
and dreams of flying higher.

Desert every aggravating need;
those mouths to feed...
and implant the seed
of your liberation creed!

Fate is what you choose.
So, find your own muse.
Those who wait always lose,
grow old and face the blues.

Author's Note

enjoy.

Reviews

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Excellent read and write.

[keyvan]

beautiful...

[Jeff]

Very deep and emotional poem.

[Winchester Saltgunner]

I love it it's very dreary

[Tainted Devotion]

Your poetry always leaves my mind thinking. And this one is no different. The line, "Fate is what you choose, So, find your own muse," also sticks out to me and makes me wonder about all of the different paths one can take. Which ones are the easiest path, and which ones are the most difficult. Also which paths are we most willing to take. Very lovely poem you've written here. Never stop writing. You truly have an amazing gift. Use it well.

[Coyote Poetry]

"Fate is what you choose.
So, find your own muse."
Good to be able to read your poetry. The poem danced on many thoughts and lead the reader to a very good ending. I believe also. We choose our path and destiny. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote