My imagination is all hope fulfilled,
It is my sensitive way out,
To an illicit rendezvous in the golden sky,
To feel inundated, guided and secure

From time to time it feels like a lifetime coming,
When I have to stick to the straight and narrow,
To get to the promises my mind’s eye presents,
Of all I need, dream and hope for,

When the world snubs me of all the things,
My imagination frets and doves with vengeance,
Rendering me to vulnerability and jostling me,
To a dark world decorated with screaming pain,

What if failure is just but an illusion?
Created and designed by my mind,
That it is a just a constant, unending battle,
That only freedom will agree to unchain,
From the maze of a clever imagination,

Failure has proven its obsolescence,
It seizes to exist in one steeled by the many things,
Things that made one harden and beam again,
That may force one forget but not quite,


7 thoughts on “Leering Failure

    1. I have no words to explain the pleasure happiness, and joy you show in my work. I read your explanation and for the first time am lost for words! Thank you for sharing and thank you for making me feel this relevant!


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