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Thursday, August 26, 2004


My poetry
I have decide to put up some of my poetry. I am angry and depressed right know. email me.
Zach the Hurricane

Sleep is for the innocent/ and meaning/ is what soothes the mad.
There is nothing/, nothing worthwhile here. Your dreams,/ hopes/ and fears die when you die. You leave behind nothing, / and die/ having lived a life with no meaning. Some say I am mad/ and I say they bury their heads in the sand. You cannot deny truth. You will find it/ at the end. We all live meaningless lives/ in deaths shadow. To be free/ to break away/ from this truth is my life. I reach/ for the impossible/ and await the resolution.
Will I fall/ or will I fly?

Wanderlust
The horizon draws the attention of my eyes.
The wind tugs on my heart.
My feet itch with anticipation,
I yearn to go away.
The destination is not set,
When I can walk no more,
Then my journey is done.
With winged feet or cloud of sails,
With the passion of my heart I shall go.
It is not the end of my life that concerns me but where I go and how I go.
I have a desire,
To see the whole world.
It is a feeling that gnaws on my mind at night,
When I lie still.
It consumes me,
So I shall go,
Wherever the wind blows.

tell me what you think of it
Zach the Hurricane

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