My Poetry

Extensions of Life

Raging the drops of clarity
Seemingly always escaping me
It is simple how these tears
Forever entice me
Yet complex is all that seems to exceed reality
In the blink of an eye
These shadows they fly
In darkened uncertainty
Shall all this blindly represent our own mortality
Fantasies enveloped
Dreams become lost
All this because intentions turn to naught
Is this what we dare to grieve
All this just because we dared not to believe

By Katina M Rowles