by Georgy

There is left only a brief recollection,
Of once burned in my mind reflection.
At last! I got out of this buried section!
Albeit, again blinded by naive affection.

Firstly thought, I need poison not potion,
In order to counter emerald like emotions.
Incorrect! Necessity was a new portion.
So should I stop or stay in an infinite motion?

Slopped consciousness is giving this caution.
Seems obvious that I am caught in a fiction,
And my fraudulent body is just a fraction,
Which is living for one purpose- attraction.


Submission date : 2016-07-12

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Brenda ( F P C D ) at 2016-07-12

Nicely done! Love your rhymes and how everything tied together -

Georgy at 2016-07-13

Thanks, glad to know that