ODD
Where are you going with your colossal mind?
In a room full of people, one chair left to find,
you can’t fit in it
Where can you stay with such big ideas?
You believe that what you want, you will get
That life will be handed to you?
No rules, for you
You are the rule maker
No permissions to ask
The authority is yours to take
Can you work? can you play?
Your lot in life is sorrow
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| ... The Soul is Private | 2 | 07/06/2009 |
| If I Were a Shoe! | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| Crazy 8's | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| Miss America | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| WE | 0 | 06/10/2009 |
| Juxtaposition | 0 | 06/10/2009 |
| Misnomer | 2 | 06/08/2009 |
| ODD | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| EPAR | 2 | 06/08/2009 |
| Bi-Polar | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| Happiness | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| WHEN TWO BECOME ONE | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| YET I RISE (original version) | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| YET I RISE | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| DITTO | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| Clarity | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| SUSTENANCE | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| SWIM | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| BEGAN AGAIN | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| TAKING INVENTORY | 2 | 06/08/2009 |
| America’s Child, Be Blessed! | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
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