A New Way Of Thinking
October 14th, 2012
Lost the urge to speak; mute mind persay.
But how come when one refuses to speak,
Their actions are contortionated into their words.
Forcing them to be louder than ones inner speach.
Nothing is real.
Then again everyone has their own interpretation of our so called "reality".
A drummer marching to his own rhythem.
"Count your stead beats." says the instructor.
You can't keep track anymore.
Eventually we're all going to loose it anyway,
Correct?
~H.C.
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| They See Differently | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Could We Be Falling For Each Other? | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| I Know How You Feel, I Was Hurt Just Like You | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Pursuit of Happiness | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Remember Me | 1 | 04/05/2013 |
| A New Way Of Thinking | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| New Doors Were Opened | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Just a Nudge Was All She Needed | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Seeing clearly | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Real Love, Ring True | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Walking Away Doesn't Always Mean You've Given Up | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Sweet dreams.. | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Be Careful, You're Walking a Thin Line | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| In My Head (Behind The Scenes) | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| See Like Me | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| For Peter.. | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Slowly Slipping Back.. | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| You're What Pushes Me To stay | 1 | 04/05/2013 |
| Mind Games | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Quotes | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Dear Mother | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Regaining the Problem | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Old Friend | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Past love | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Just Let Go Already | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
| Setting Yourself Free | 0 | 04/05/2013 |
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