Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind (an excerpt)
On seeing the stormy sky
The poet thinks “man must die”.
He sees the young girl bloom
And says “she is destined for the tomb”.
Oh let us gather wild flowers
And not waste our powers
Trapped in ivory towers.
Beware the scholar’s domed head
For we are soon dead.
May our spirit fly
Ere we die
And are lost in endless sky”.
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Many thanks for publishing my poem. Kind regards, Kevin
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Many thanks to Maje for publishing the below poem, which can be found in my collection of poetry “Lost In The Labyrinth Of My Mind”. “Lost” is available in the Amazon Kindle store and from Moyhill Publishing in both paperback and ebook format.
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