I am striving for a thing that's real <br />The purpose of life is to touch and feel <br />The thoughts that reside in the depths of minds <br />Untalented thoughts define the times <br />Of baited pasts and a sense to steal <br />The wrongness of right and the right of real <br />When i fall asleep under the falling clouds <br />I find my mind that has no bounds <br />The sky a wound of my present and future <br />My memories and thoughts providing a suture<br /><br />Reginald Scott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/striving-illusions/
