Round the corner
That way the edge isn't as sharp
Round the corner
The step is what sets it apart
Destiny is a tiny speck of infinity
There's so much of it to be found
Around the bend of flexibility
It just needs to stretch its legs
The ledge that you walk off
The sunk costs you talk of
The vast expenses of the expanses
Mind over matter, mind your manners
What matters on your platter is expanding
Like the universe, ever so gradually
Don't trample strings, trampoline
Amidst the web of shattered dreams
Interwoven with the fabric of your being
YOU ARE READING
Free Verse Poetry: A Wayfarer's Train Of Thoughts
PoetryA collection of free verse poems to read at your leisure. Subject matter and overall mood varies heavily based on my source of inspiration. I'll add new ones whenever I feel compelled to write them. I hope you find something that resonates with you.
