The Less I Think Poem by Patti Masterman

The Less I Think



The less I think,
The happier, am;
Bullets, bayonets,
Frustrations dam.

The more I think,
I think of you-
Oh, what's a lonesome
Heart to do?

Histories bridge
Is burnt in twain,
And all my gladness
Turned to rain.

If I could charge
My living soul,
I'd go find yours-
And make mine, whole.

Saturday, April 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: frustration,happy,heart,soul,think
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