The Eye

The little boy that cried wolf..

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of dreamy hopes...
The Eye
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Thinks have changed and are still changing. For good or bad, one can only hope it's the former. I only wait for the dust to settle and stability to ensue.


Dreamy Hopes

Memory of past, shrouded by present.
A new lease of indulgent space.
Relieve from anguish, perhaps temporary.
Initial sweetness, bitter aftertaste.

Sweet indulgence, lost in the moment.
Perception of time, altered and still.
Reluctance of hope and dreamy desires.
Reluctance of neglect for conscious will.

Wake up! wake up!, says the voice within,
Read carefully the warning signs.
Tread carefully the path you have chosen.
Be wary the pitfalls of your grand designs.

But the mind wavers for dreamy hopes.
And the heart desires with narrowing scope.
Softness lingers, with caution of pain.
Battling of wills to prevent disdain...

What will be? We know not for sure.
Who is it up to, you me or her?
What to do, with foolish desires?
How much will you take before you retire?

Wake up! wake up!, calls the voice within,
Read carefully the warning signs.
Tread carefully the path that is chosen.
Be wary the pitfalls of grand designs.


Remember The Fool, in pitiable sorrow.
He forgets sometimes, caught up in play.
He forgets sometimes to think of tomorrow.
Still learning, albeit, to amend his ways

- The psychic butterfly




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