This free will I chose to confine.
A hunger I wish to bind.
Thoughts of a love I cannot define.
It's a life Idare not decline.
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dam i love this poem, it describes how iv felt so many times befor =D this has to be a 10
that's what we call the snarl of 'maya' in hindu philosaphy...
Wow this is really a great poem. I understand what you mean. Feeling like your lost in your own mind.
WOW! i love dis one! i dnt know whi but i love it! GREAT piece of work!
curiosity has not yet killed this cat...and I know you know what I mean
Life is a prison. So why do you look for freedom. I love prison, because freedom makes me a God. So I became slave on my own. Thanks dear friend 04me
Freedom of the mind is hard at times to overcome. Wanting to find that release that your mind has on you is sometimes more difficult.. Very good poem..
I've just read the previous three.. like this one the bestest... yes you will always be a Host (of your own mind) ... age may just free it! ! ! ! aroha PS... do something with that spelling immediately I say..
you were right..i do like this... excellent writing! ! keep it up!
this is one of my favorite poems I composed...wish I could create more