Poem: Be Dubious

What a weird piece this one is. Weird indeed. So how does it read? 🙂 tell me, tell me all.

just be dubious
a little mysterious
even dare say frivolous
as the edges of the day frays
like a splash of crimson
in front of your hazy eyes,
the mighty they fall
as lead upon the soil
tired from trials and tribulations
of love, life and joy
or lack thereof
instead unwind
unravel curious
blinded by faith, that
the Sun may rise again in the East.
As certain as the nightfall beyond I spy.
Dubious, be dubious
such is life.

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I'm a writer of stories I'd love to read. I dream of being a best-selling author one day, but don't we all? I'd also love to work as a scriptwriter in Hollywood. Dreams that seem impossible really, but I'm gutsy/dumb enough to try. l love all things paper and pen. Believe me, I collect them. I write novels, poems and scripts. I paint. I have two Kindle novels, In Strange Company, and Charming Mr. Stewart on Amazon.com Follow me and my progress on my blog, www.papermashed.com, on Twitter @evacharya, Facebook 'Author/Filmmaker- Eva Acharya', and sign up for my email.

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