The web grows
July 1, 2016
The forbidden
Lies in reprisal
Of instinct
Gut feeling
Sending our senses reeling
Into dark recess
We sink fast
Into bad habits
Compressed fears
Compelling
Our minds fill with convenience
Putting up pretence
Our love life
Made of fear of strife
Square models
Thought patterns
Conformity our mind yearns
Being like others
Life smothers
When lived in inches
The will dead
Like the Heart
Compromise our daily bread
Look to Love instead
Communication
The only wise choice
Bed-ridden
We then voice
What could have been said before
When chance knocks no more
Angels’ traits
Slowly dissolving
The web grows
Rarely shows
The chains around revolving
Graveyards, build of straits
Reading of the poem:
Love show – Morcheeba
Otherwise – Morcheeba
The Sea – Morcheeba
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