Poems from sbedian
People grow up strong and straight,
They want to belong somewhere,
In youth it's sometimes hard to wait,
But the truth is, life is not...
There is a moment,
Subtle, sublime, attenuation divine,
Perceptions heavily God-bent,
Sustained over time by introductions to my mind,
Of...
My soul rests in me, waiting with patience,
My attention must bend on not seeking haste,
Coming into your own means knowing your own place...
I woke up one morning, first feeling fine,
Watching the news, people gathered for the marathon,
Soon after though, death was on my mind,
I...
No mind is the best mind,
Someone said that to me once, in my own,
It may have been me, an idea to look at,
To see in the light of...