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Fearing Ordinary

In times of abstract givings,
I worry I'll end up staring
at all that shines upon the lines
of sanities limitations.

In times of confused understanding
I worry Ill end up stranded,
In unforgiving thoughts of regret,
In self inflicted conflictions.

In times of granted freedom
I worry I'll end up living,
In unrestricted creative borders,
In fictional depictions.

In times of normal givings
I worry I'll end up staring,
at the face of conformity,
in the eyes of majority,
a portrait of what is ordinary.

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I added this one to my favorites list there are few poems that stand out for me and make me feel and this is one of them