Mind Murmered Poem by J Koladi Samson

Mind Murmered



Mind has many doors
At times it's an unknown peninsula
A labyrinth at closer look
Move scum slovenly
Or else you'll lose yourself.
Dreams, swarming feelings
Make a slough of despond
A slog of sorrow
Marshy land
Squrim through closed doors of mind.
Hearken, mind murmers
And get lost
With the way of the world.

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