Another Chance

Another chance to cope by
My dream and expression
Gives me another reason:
Hope, to filter my bones.

Chances are, I may wither
From nuances, tether;
Though reason still stays the same:
Hope will filter my bones.

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About DCG

Poetry writing emerged in me as a channel to relieve my angst and aggression against life and express my emotions on subtle things. It became my diary for quite a while. Feel free to experience my thoughts. If you do require my feedback, please leave a note on my MESSAGE BOARD below. Thanks.
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3 Responses to Another Chance

  1. I love the repeated “hope will filter my bones.” Great, Dennis!

  2. Sheilagh Lee says:

    I love that Hope will filter my bones

  3. oldegg says:

    Don’t worry about the bones just don’t filter my brain.

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