The day I stop dreamingA Poem by Pax-
The day I stop dreaming is when I started my progress… I never really
understood why, oh why do we have to
start a living? In the city of progress,
I became the mindless puppet Of what we call ‘the clichés of society’ FOR NOW - I’m totally blind in all five
senses to where my love should be place in… From a specific today, I
am robbed for my silence Totally alone never wanted nor even needed Conceivably A misplaced
person in a ‘crazy world ’ - or it is just me who thinks that way or this way. Sometimes I would think
no one would ever really captured - ‘the essence of
my heart’ Or
probably it was just me, who never did take noticed. Guessing
I am too - Perverse to feel anything within the
walls of my five senses. Despite
everything else, I understood how society lives by. I
could never blame how our world becomes a harsh place, Yet
I could took the blame on US or our humanity is too faulty consecutively.
Too
many Securities from any Insecurities. Walls
upon Wall of their Owning Glory, Almost nothing is free.
So
I stand chained from cultural responsibilities,
for we were made to think this way.
Ashamed
of what I discovered
So
I hide in the covers of my pen
To
write, just write,
A
written voice for the fallen..
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Added on March 31, 2014Last Updated on March 31, 2014 Tags: philosophy, me, society, progress AuthorPaxCDO - the city of golden friendship, PhilippinesAboutDear Visitor Hello there! I am Willyam Pax from the Philippines and now residing here in Saudi Arabia for work. I am not a writer but a sensitive aspiring artist who expresses himself into .. more..Writing
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