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Contributed by poeticjestix on Tuesday, 12th April 2011 @ 08:48:23 AM in AEST
Topic: ambiguous



Why do I sit here ra-ta-ta-ta-ting away, on a summer like lovely spring day?
Why do I feel the need to tell the world of this state on an aspect I want to dictate?
Why does a voice in me have to declare what it is, in a rising hidden disguise as I say?
Why does this voice make me check the response just to know , oh to know, how highly I rate?

The answers are staring me in the face
it's a need to be valued within my space
and without, on an ether of another plane
that excites me somewhat though I hold my refrain.

Why does the sun shine so brightly when I feel so slightly in need of something that's amiss?
Why deep inside do I know that I'm lucky to have what I have should be glad for my lot?
Why do I sneak around typing and causing a hidden scene in the mind of the girl that I kiss?
Why am I so timidly arrogant to have the need to show off, be fresh in the mind and not rot?

The answers are beyond me I'm sure.
Hard wired like a virus so I'm no longer pure.
The reader may have an opinion of note
give it. If that's what floats your boat.

Why do we always need answers. Why do I say we? when In reference I'm talking to me?
Why do I know that if I truly knew, then the facts as they are, they would make me feel blue?
Why am I rambling just as you switch off and click next, go right on for I surely won't vex?
Why have I run out of questions to ask of myself? I fell better now. T'was good for my health.

?
Same time next week?

Ta






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Re: why (User Rating: 1 )
by Dirkj on Wednesday, 13th April 2011 @ 01:40:01 AM AEST
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waaaahhh so many questions here,,,well done really enjoyed it


Re: why (User Rating: 1 )
by cashfan1 on Wednesday, 13th April 2011 @ 04:03:35 AM AEST
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Very nice writing. Really readable, I enjoyed this very much. Thanks for sharing.


Re: why (User Rating: 1 )
by Banjosandwitch on Tuesday, 26th April 2011 @ 05:23:24 AM AEST
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why because i like this poet cool write




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