I haven't put up a poem here in a long time. Hell I haven't written anything for that matter in a while. Last night I had inspiration to write a few, and I wanted to share this one. It's not the best but it was the quickest to transcribe from paper to computer.
The Search
Sometimes we go searching
Sometimes we think we find
What has been lacking in our lives,
Our heats.
Our minds.
Curious creatures we humans are.
Always looking for that piece to fulfill us
Both near
And far.
Sometimes we thing we’ve found it
That everything is going to be ok
That special something
Or someone
That makes you want to live another day.
Alas it is said
The best laid plans of mice and men
For sometimes what we find.
Is not that special something
We thought it was in our mind.
So I go on and keep searching
For what it is I need
I hope I find it someday
So I can rest in peace.
Friday, February 10, 2006
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