Present Into Past... Poem by Xelam Kan™

Present Into Past...



Scratching my mind
for hours
to find something eerie
and unique
that could calm
my melancholic brain,
and ease off the strain
but all in vain.

There i see the
wilderness and void,
where all the colors of life
melt in white. And
my two steps ahead
dragging me
a thousand miles
back

Sunday, April 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: boredom
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
a product of idleness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 14 August 2016

i think it is trimmed fine. ;) bri

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Bri Edwards 14 August 2016

boredom, you type. yes, but i thought frustration also. a very cool poem. i really like it. favorite lines: my melancholic brain, and ease off the strain but all in vain. and: my two steps ahead dragging me a thousand miles back you poor guy! ! ! you or someone! bri :) to My(ever-growing) PoemList.

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Xelam Kan™ 24 April 2016

could be trimmed further...

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