A lost desire

Poetry

Losing a desire in this world.

This world is like a repeat over and over again. Same place, same talk. Nothing ever really new. Only chaos and structure. Never a newly bloomed event. It's cold and loud, rarely peaceful, only when it storms. Everything is in place; mostly it falls apart, then goes back to what it is.

I quote things seem to be the same but not when u overlook it

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Reviews

[Michael Sun Bear]

Hey Destiny….destiny….. destiny. Structure and chaos, everything in place, mostly falls apart. Destiny and entropy fit in there some place. It is rather sad to see a woman your age write: Nothing ever really new. Never a newly bloomed event. Love will bloom anew, over and over, always different while always the same. Hang in there. MSB