Futuristic

Measure my worth
In life's hourglass
Challenge is mere pleasure
Humbly I defeat failure
Almost always
Even in despair of fear
Life's a captivating picture today

And to think
No one ever really told me
The world is mine to rule
How I am Master
Ordained to oversee Heaven's underground
Nostalgic bridges firm
Yet I trod yonder

Sunrise never more anticipated
Tomorrow lies in my hand
Enveloped in creases of
Vintage notes of predecessors
Exiled from past existence
Nostalgic bridges burn
Sunset, but I wait for tomorrow.





Poetry by Cleopatra
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Written on 2007-03-13 at 05:10

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nature
absolutely true
thank you
2007-03-13