I walk a path surrounded by foliage shrubbery lines the endless mileage and encounter do I some things grand and fantastic many questions now come from this querent bold and bombastic
poem: a sunrise of theories – 15/05/22

Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
Where I can feel at home…
I walk a path surrounded by foliage shrubbery lines the endless mileage and encounter do I some things grand and fantastic many questions now come from this querent bold and bombastic
On the proviso of keen awareness, some can promise the world. Vivid, glorious, blossoming flowers, and pretty passions laid in a row. Everything given has a reason, or so it seems, amazing these moments are, they’re encouraging, they certainly please. And here presents confusion of the times, wait, the headiness of scented fruits scattered all around takes a free-for-all, but they are sublime. This situation seems profoundly positive, satisfying and amazing, soar with the scents, ride upon spread white dove's [...]
Sometimes I want to be quiet, far from conceited, too loud and proud, humble is what I will be, I smile before I speak, think before I utter, aloud. Quiet contemplation is what is needed in this case, I won’t allow my heart to fail me, should words, lest they go to waste, annihilate the need for acknowledgement freely. I know it is important [...]
I was told: no one wants to hear about your problems. No one is interested in them. They’re not problems, I wanted to explain, they’re reflections, ruminations, story-telling. Is anyone bothered by the tales I share? I’m sharing hoping for relatablity. For the ability to connect, to cause a feeling, or emotion, within the person [...]
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