"Reflections"
Who is this person that I see-
Staring at me?
Is it a fragment of my soul
That reveals the various dimensions of my mind,
Or is it a part of me I have yet to meet?
All of these questions,
And so few answers-
Only time will tell
As it fades into the sea of fate
Undeterred,
By the continuous motions of the world
As it revolves on its axis
Encircling the depths of my mind.
Scavenging, yearning for something beyond human perception.
This I have yet to discover but,
I hold faith that destiny and fate will collide
And I will know who I am.
For now,
My identity, my purpose, and my meaning lie within the hands of the Gods.
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RebelPoet
A small town New England poet from CT. I like figuring out ways to make words work. Suppose you could call me a Rebel Poet. I write about your standard themes in different ways. I also write about experiences, changes, etc. I'd like it if you'd read what I post and leave constructive criticism. I don't consider debates constructive or conducive to writing, though.
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