The Goddess Of Life

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Abstract

censed image by <a href="https://www.shutterstock.com/g/sukanta1987">sukanta1987</a> on <a href="https://www.shutterstock.com/home">Shutterstock</a></figcaption></figure><p id="c840">I am messed up My mind is a roller coaster ride Nothing to hide I’m not in the depersonalized State of OK I’m either a god Or a flesh subjected to facing decay I’m alive What matters for now Drama queens and kings were right: Actors are mirrors r

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eflecting The truth No use To survive and put up When you can either rebel against Or run away: Take off from the runway To see the tenets of love torn From above To forget Drawn your mind In a bottle of gin Or cognac — whatever Alcohol you could find But there is no way out from yourself When my beloved comes around: The goddess or life With her famous invincible grin And a dimple on her rebellious chin.</p></article></body>

A poem on “chiaroscuro of your subconscious”

Thanks to Diana C. I’m late but trying to catch up with the prompt

I am messed up My mind is a roller coaster ride Nothing to hide I’m not in the depersonalized State of OK I’m either a god Or a flesh subjected to facing decay I’m alive What matters for now Drama queens and kings were right: Actors are mirrors reflecting The truth No use To survive and put up When you can either rebel against Or run away: Take off from the runway To see the tenets of love torn From above To forget Drawn your mind In a bottle of gin Or cognac — whatever Alcohol you could find But there is no way out from yourself When my beloved comes around: The goddess or life With her famous invincible grin And a dimple on her rebellious chin.