originally written on: May 20, 2017
have you ever?
stopped and wondered...
how easy it is
to follow....
not your dreams
nor your heart and mind
but your fellow
human being,
into the shadows
or through the willows
you out back
your own ambitions
and follow that man
to his greater glory
he glory that could have
been yours
but, you were
too shy, too scared
so, now suffer
the pangs of being....
just another being
pangs of being....
the same!
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Empyrean: Where Worlds Fly High
Poetryempyrean/ˌɛmpʌɪˈriːən,ˌɛmpɪˈriːən,ɛmˈpɪrɪən/ noun the highest part of heaven, thought by the ancients to be the realm of pure fire. | Collection Of Poems| Let me write you a beautiful picture; Take you high, Take you low. Show you what word...
