Hi guys it's been awhile, just drop today's poem. Hope you enjoy it.
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As I seek meaningness to life, I feel numb to time
Contemplation of life makes it pass me by.
I feel distant to the ones closest to me, Alas no one to understand my plight.
Excitement I seek albeit meaningful
Wealth becomes momentarily
Love becomes fleety
As I yearn for the real, I lost sight of the true
Reality is past, present and the unknown future.
With a hot wine in my hand, my dry lips I lick and with my coarse voice I cry but my journey continues
The lonely and desolate footprints I left on my wake
Yearning for home as I search for it
Hoping one day she could find her way to me
***My name is Megatey. I blog on philosophy, poetry and life issues. For more of this article, you can visit my blog. If you enjoy this article, feel free to Upvote, Reblog and Comment. Thank you
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