Passing
from window to window,
Multiple images swarm in sight.
Symmetrical patterns
Embedded in glass,
the first, no diferent from the next.
Each detail, by
insignificant detail
manufactured exquisitely,
Identically.
The moth rests,
against the cool glass,
a ripple now created
in the dark, quiet waters.
It grows dazed, and
flutters around restlessly
to find a place to stop,
to belong.
Futile efforts ensue
second after second,
minute after minute,
hour after hour,
Unwanted.
Two dissimilar entities,
Encapsulate an attempt to connect, as
Strong currents
now run underwater.
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^^;; Heyz~ I know some people are gonna say that my 'poem' entries are always angsty... but this time it's different!! This time, it's a fight going on! Heheh... This poem is somewhat related to some of my entries a week ago, if I'm not wrong. Anywayz, comments will be much appreciated!
Schoolwork: Gosh I've been slacking for ages now... It's time I pulled myself back together... Gotta stop playing so much... I've gotta buck up. >_<
Signing off... ...
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