Joy In The Chaos
Joy today is limitedLimited to small doses
where each small attempt
Produces calming closeness
Amid negative destruction
Erupting daily meant to flood
Our senses into sensory explosion
While I divide time into periods
Small enough so it’s not significant
It becomes a small facsimile
Compared to moments of satisfaction
Where they become immense smiles
Amplifying positive vibes
So all the exploding insanity
Becomes small ocean tides
Where my mind filters depravity
So all that matters with certainty
Are diamonds of quality
become a focus of hopeful longevity
So hope survives floating to eternity
Poetry by Kee Zealy

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Written on 2025-03-21 at 02:19




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