Perfect Perception Poem by Nik Houghton

I am writer of passion,
A dreamer of reason
Hungry for some action
Deprived of creation

Couldn't infinity abide my aim?
Promises deserted them pain
Perfection beseech to promulgate
I stare amidst strained age

My purpose remains unknown
My destiny yet to be shown
Questions batter my throne
Which way leads home?

Defiance stagger in defeat
My spirit vowed and upbeat
I speak never to retreat
So come at me and face my beast


Laguna (June 24,2012)