Two Poem by Nicola Thoner

Two



I've stumbled upon a little piece of revolution..

I've been thinking.

About art

travel


languages

love

people.

And what I figure we all come down to

ultimately

is self expression.

It's that simple.

Where we go

How we eat

What we think.

The steps we take.

Sex, money, addiction, friendships, desires, war - all of it.

Self-expression.

And so the only reason to be afraid

of any of these things

is because we are scared to express that aspect of ourselves.

With all the unknowns flying up into our faces, burying us

in hard, cold facts we choose to listen to

Instead of teaching ourselves how to dance with life -

No expectations, no sorrows, no disappointments.

Only You.

And the avenues of

Your Expression.

Thursday, November 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: expressions
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