IT'S ME.

 


 It's me when ...

Feeling immaculate as the unsullied,

Like no one is articulate and more solid,

Gloating like I'm floating,

Imitating the strong Falcon,

As though the nails were talons,

Visioning my accomplishments,

Like it's  time for merriments, 

And acting wild, whereas born tamed.

As if life's a game.


Time and Tide,

Not by my side,

But i'll mull, wonder and ponder, 

For what's right.

I could : Pace and fail, 

Space and wail.

Till it's sulky and weary but 

Facing the phase.

It's not fake.


Tranquility!!

I crave, 

Nowhere is save,

Roaming rumors,

I hear thou roaring that 

to lead me bawling.

They're repulsive,

But I'm constructive.

In all holy glory ,

I'll tell my story,

Because it's me.

           

 ©K_mhie

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