Hear! Hear! In a consortium maze of thoughts.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Within the walls
lies mind's castle intellectual ruins once the roof of the world now views the sky. The windows have opened, the thoughts have flown leaving just memories buried where words are lost on stories over the edge. Words travel on thoughts as thoughts travel on words where meanings are found centre stage. Words gather around. Okay places everyone and remember your lines. Softly walks the love gently treading on hearts most needed leaving footprints not forgotten. Who cut the heart that drained the love to be stored in time's capsule until Cupid's next visit where the arrow will shoot truly? Was it Cupid? Wisdom speaks when the need for knowledge is hungry. He who sits on time's chair will inevitably lose his throne.
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3 Reviews Added on November 22, 2020 Last Updated on November 22, 2020 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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