CirclesA Poem by thenakedverseAnother day, another bottom
One more line to overstep
and
Temptation, yet again, to
cross
Reactions meant to gain
and limits push
In circles, circles,
circles.
We talk and move inside
them,
Endings never
ended
And beginnings
undefined.
A thousand rights for
every wrong
So hidden patterns start
to show their face.
Backed into no
corner,
Try to gain with every
loss
As the lines are danced
across
In circles, circles,
circles. © 2012 thenakedverseAuthor's Note
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