Shuffle
April 04, 2010
Seldom it needs to be still
Never it seems so utterly calm.
Works everytime like an ugly witch’es balm!
‘day-in. …day-out’
That is the very pretty charm.
Those thoughts I am saying
does need a little of the untold mention;
“Now c’mon” why so suddenly
the distinct rhyme vary count,
in on an verge of near sleaze?
“Hmmm.” Must be the old writer
And his stories true.
Dangling the edge
In wait that he nothing needs be prove.
During in the day scaring the hell;
out of his only…
if only found, just ignore away please.
Slyly feeling the chilling grip of release,
Right outside! ‘On the back of his mind.
Alas! Is for the time
Of wonderment and pesky delight
The bunny rabbit ensued
Resorted to some charming little fight.
Forgotten in the scheme
Are of things unseen.
The chaotic theme. “Must be!
the trance and shadows.
Wherein merriment flew,
off in a wordless flight.
Going-in on more of such.
But work secluding the thoughts
as much!
Compose I can nothing
In fear of no more …truly!
Something from an audacious writer
Blocked by his own ignorance,
Finally at-last! 
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