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[Issue 36] Poem: The Reason and The Return


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Life is a game of chess to be

Played or not to be played wisely.

Time is the catalyst that refuses to slow down,

With no concerns of us hitting the ground.

 

Events leading up to a fall,

Are never expected at all.

The unforeseen attributes to the atrophy,

All more difficult the testimony.

 

Sometimes, one must take a break, to

Get away. It is impromptu.

As big of a let down from different perspectives.

The events that drag us if we let them.

 

Depressions left inside our minds.

Strength to rise that is hard to find.

When all returns to the norm, in some form,

We have remnants of scars left to be worn.

 

Now all is fine, life be divine,

Hard to sum up in just one line.

 

                ~~~

 

I write only what I want to write,

Can’t guarantee it will not bite.

Creative juices have but so many uses-

For which I struggle to use them.

 

My stories have lacked a full plot,

The two series have ended not.

They may be completed in their elementary state,

Such works left not finished be bait too great.

 

I interview whom I desire,

Someone worth of being admired.

A list of guests is in our midst-

A journey not to be missed.

 

Guides are exactly what they are,

A notion used to set the bar.

Thought processes that aim to ease your Tanki life,

All for nothing if not taken with proper strife.

 

A mind unperturbed, cut me some slack.

I have returned. I am back.

"Oh yes, it's good to be back," Thanks for reading.

 

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Edited by Vikingsrallentando
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