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Traveling Door
Contributed by
EverlastingDawn
on
Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 10:07:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Through the traveling door
More is less
And less is more
More than there will ever be
More than that ever was
More than what is here and now
More is more is more
But then again
So much less
So much less
Than more is more
Through the traveling door
I see so much more
But that more is something less
The vast mass of nothingness
So far away
But so near
And so dear
These thoughts jumbled in my mind
Of what is through the traveling door
Something less
Or something more
But how can that be
When something less is more
More than less but so much lesser
Through the traveling door
Where happiness means much more
Than what is less
By what we call happiness
Is no more
Than an elaborate ploy
Using ourselves as toys
For what is less
But so much more
Through the traveling door
Where two plus nine equals five
And zero minus three is more
Than eight times four
And these thoughts that warp
Through my mind
And through the traveling door
Where I hear more
Than what was said
Where what was blue
Is now red
This organized mess
That turns into nothingness
Through the traveling door
Through
Through
Through
The door
Something less
Is something more
More than ever will be
Has ever been
Or ever is
Because less is more
And more is less
Through the traveling door
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EverlastingDawn
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2005-05-28 10:07:48] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Traveling Door
(User Rating: 1 ) by Unheard_Voice on
Monday, 30th May 2005 @ 06:47:02 AM AEST (User
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Just a suggestion, maybe you should find somewhere else to share this particular poem. I'm just saying that the poem wasn't very good until I read it aloud; but then it was powerful and moving... |
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