Alright

Alright

A Poem by Patricia
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Thus it is okay if nothing makes sense at the moment.

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I am not lost
I am not found
Not ever crossed
Roving around

Normality is a paved road
I took my own, it was my right
I lost my path, but kept my lode
What was left, it was my fright
 
But see, the silence is real quite
And feel, the noises are bereft
Thus the opposite of all right
Is nothing left

© 2015 Patricia


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A very clever conclusion you did weave into the work.
Wonderful inspiration, dear poet. Keep sharing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Patricia

8 Years Ago

Thank you very much for that lovely comment!
Misery

8 Years Ago

Surely welcome, dear poet.
No worries... your poetry always makes sense even to me.
Your put down your emotions on the papers, & the scents of your empty pages go filled with your fragrances as your hand start waving along the pen over its snow-filled castles. And.. when such castles seem to be written with your deepen words, a new poetry comes outta your heart with much insights toward 'silence' - The silence of heartaches/Echoes of hearts. Beautiful write as always. Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Patricia

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your lovely(as always) review! I am glad that someone can understand me (at ke.. read more
Horizons

9 Years Ago

You're welcome.
Glad to know that 'Patricia' loves being in my heart. And.. if you want to kn.. read more
Patricia

9 Years Ago

haha yes. Well to be honest I didn't really start, because I have a lot to learn and work for school.. read more
But see, the silence is real quite
And feel, the noises are bereft

Its quite and quiet write. Love this, clean and with a meaning.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Patricia

9 Years Ago

Thank you! I am very happy you enjoyed this:)

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Added on February 23, 2015
Last Updated on March 9, 2015
Tags: alright, all right, okay, lost, found, roving, normality, my own, lode, fright, silece, quite, opposite, nothing left

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Patricia
Patricia

Germany



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My art is a conversation I never want to have and confessions I can't pronounce. It's just my undefined emotions coping with messy situations and relations. I always appreciate a reader! My tumblr:.. more..

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