A Captivating ThoughtA Poem by dansome mind-working ramblings taking up karmic spaceIt’s pitiful when lives are often Put on hold, with sorrow; When destiny is plainly thought to Resolve itself tomorrow.
With midnight’s blackness I concede There is no room for anguish, A captivating thought if love is Left alone, to languish.
When one’s strong thoughts are bested By enduring scenes of madness, It’s very captivating, one might say, To dissipate love’s sadness.
One’s only strong indictment now Concerns one’s dearth of sorrow, And wishing one could find the words To settle scores tomorrow.
dan © 2014
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