State of unbeing

by Angelina Taylor   Jun 5, 2013


Timid flaws
quickly find their way
into one's awareness
destroying potentials
and
self-assurance.

Disconnected,
fragments of peace
demolish vain yearnings -
for ambition cannot be disturbed.

And my thoughts are pulsing into the silence,
in my state of unbeing.

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