Subversive

by

Thomas Granger

My little idiosyncrasies make me special, but diverse
I would like to have the pieces to control the universe
Though that one deceptive number, eluding any type of wave
Traps me tight within it, mind my dreams it does enslave

In my thoughts I am subversive, needing night to turn to day
I don't believe that ever I will get to have my way
So I stay amongst the certain, where I feel much more alive
My emotions writ on pages, at-least some they will survive

Dred the virile process winding us up to the top
Twisting up the ending where the Love and sharing stop
Retracting me back into this icy, metal case
Saving all my feelings that I never can replace

Crying out for wisdom channelled up, away from here
Going outside the moment to make sure I have no fear
Find no apparent reason why you cannot just be mine
I am lost amongst garden where the rose climbs up the vine

On my list of things to ponder I put wander far beyond
It grows more everyday until that day I might respond
I wonder why I do not throw away this oily pen
I've asked myself before and I am sure to ask again

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Utopia and Paradise
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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