DRUNK IN BEAUTY

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Full yearning for this can

Possess all who run

Caring not about the rain or sun

Being each for the air, a fan

The running run into the running

And I stand my ground

Moving not, the competition blessing me with laughter

And shushing the sound of pain

Indifferent audience watch

Some shrugging

Some appalled that none can touch

Some themselves hugging

I guess all is for the beauty

Of this can

Thinking not of its weight

Neither the possibility of its emptiness

It must be held to be felt

If heavy, I might be dropped

If empty, I’ll be abandoned

So what is the essence of this struggle?

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By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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