#platitude
How fragile built a world,
where each thought and chosen attitude,
Lies safe, secure and constant,
on foundations built upon some platitude.
How to deal with life,
to face its tumultuous ride.
To see every obstructive hurdle,
as if from some brighter side.
To see not what life holds,
but some glass measure of its fill.
To somehow look beyond the quality,
to let quantity somehow shape your will.
To heed not the dark storm clouds,
when horizons fade to black.
To see only silver linings,
somewhere beyond fates latest attack.
How glorious it must be,
to hold onto some distant hope.
To blind yourself just enough,
to enable strength enough to cope.
My world seems no more stronger,
though on platitudes I cant rely.
For as life has shaped and taught me,
forever so, to be the pessimist am I.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
An oval
lude in
the hair
of platitude
with just
an air
to ginger
his tea
O madly
in the
sands of
a stump
sure meme
that gladly
fornicate him
but a
sound view
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 8:40 AM UTC