Endless Possibilities

The endless drawl of planes above, mathematically guided to their destinations
Bound in an endless loop cleaving the sky in transitory bliss
A hiss of engines, a whine of wind
How long will we glide too far off lands searching for something that’s inside us
We mistakenly forgot that the power lies with us
That can lead to beautiful moments of endless tranquilities

We create screaming demons and baneful angels
Silhouetting as unknown shadows in the deep recesses of our minds
Occasionally masquerading as devilish nightmares and delicate fantasies
Invading our thoughts complicating our beautiful psychologies
Distorting and intrinsically fragmenting into echoes of the servile self
Crescendoing cacophonies of emotion spill seamlessly
Our identities pervade it, losing out on all sensibility.

We are kings, we are queens, and we are saints and sinners
The realist and the surrealist, the good and the bad, the clever and the naïve
The compassionate and the jealous, the ambitious and the competitive
The sensitive and the hurtful, the part and the whole
Yourself and ourselves, simultaneously.

 © Jack Nugent

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