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contemplation Poetry

Solemn In Turn.


An understanding of what I have

a thought so  deep and intense

could never turn into a pretence

well, that is what I have.

A contemplation of the events I see

they seem to be bizarre to view

I could not see them anymore with glee

they are to be  purported to a vision  blue.

The slide show I would like to call them

come one by one in a sequence

the one overlapping the other in quantum

would lead to an awareness in a piquancy.

With an awakening and a rise

counting the results in a column

shedding of the pretext and disguise

should turn sobsolemner and solemn.