A Poem by blueseeker

My mind cannot seem to find a clear path.


The mind whirls of heed

each pace creating thickness..

please, it begs

to escape.

Once lived a change of hope  

yet failed

instead succeeded to adapt. 

Exploring routes to rid of

…infinite thoughts.

© 2012 blueseeker

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So much said in such a short time, I'm always fascinated by the poets who can do what you have.
"Each pace creating thickness", seems horrific to me. Our own minds can be our death.

Posted 8 Years Ago

this is true to me this day
thanks for the write

Posted 9 Years Ago

yet, certainly keeps a polite one...almost pleading with oneself...

Posted 9 Years Ago

Seems we seek the thoughts and then lose the focus...

Posted 9 Years Ago

Good writing, a poem that transports its message through the form as well as content.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Once you find that route let me know.. there are a few I need to lose..xo ;) excellent write my friend..xo

Posted 9 Years Ago

the passion is something we love and its like amazing

Posted 9 Years Ago

The human mind one day WILL be infinite.....

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Don't I know that feeling! Great write.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on October 29, 2012
Last Updated on October 29, 2012



discover passionately and be a fool doing so. im very interested in the impossible questions of this universe. or possibly the choices and actions of humanity. questions will always consume my mind.. more..

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A Poem by blueseeker

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