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Traveling Door
Contributed by
EverlastingDawn
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Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 10:07:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Through the traveling door More is less And less is more More than there will ever be More than that ever was More than what is here and now More is more is more But then again So much less So much less Than more is more Through the traveling door I see so much more But that more is something less The vast mass of nothingness So far away But so near And so dear These thoughts jumbled in my mind Of what is through the traveling door Something less Or something more But how can that be When something less is more More than less but so much lesser Through the traveling door Where happiness means much more Than what is less By what we call happiness Is no more Than an elaborate ploy Using ourselves as toys For what is less But so much more Through the traveling door Where two plus nine equals five And zero minus three is more Than eight times four And these thoughts that warp Through my mind And through the traveling door Where I hear more Than what was said Where what was blue Is now red This organized mess That turns into nothingness Through the traveling door Through Through Through The door Something less Is something more More than ever will be Has ever been Or ever is Because less is more And more is less Through the traveling door
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Re: Traveling Door
(User Rating: 1 ) by Unheard_Voice on
Monday, 30th May 2005 @ 06:47:02 AM AEST (User
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Just a suggestion, maybe you should find somewhere else to share this particular poem. I'm just saying that the poem wasn't very good until I read it aloud; but then it was powerful and moving... |
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