Polar
Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 5:17 pm
The grey cells of Bipolarity cannot be tamed
when musings strike without warning
Seasons, places and people take on other forms
In an endless round of flash and dash from there
to here
Onwards in frenzied leaderless surges
I digress
I stop
I draw breath
I crave peace
when musings strike without warning
Seasons, places and people take on other forms
In an endless round of flash and dash from there
to here
Onwards in frenzied leaderless surges
I digress
I stop
I draw breath
I crave peace