Letting go now
Of all frustrations
And their emotional
Relations,
Such as Fear, Doubt
And Anxiety,
Whom creep up on me
Surreptitiously,
Like dust
Settling on the table
Of my Life.
Wiping the slate
Clean,
With the duster of
Presence,
What does FEAR
Mean:
False Expectations Appearing Real?
Without a Doubt,
Another of life's Lessons.
great poem! love the flow of words :)
ReplyDeleteHi Anthony,
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, but, hey...I'm an amateur, this is just enjoyment for me, you on the other hand are gifted my friend. I had almost given up on this blog, but thought...'Damn it, I enjoy poetry in my own style, do it as and when inspired', so here I am again ;-)