Let it snow, Let it snow.. wow beautiful snow. How am I going to get it all off my truck it is an half an hour job. I can see it through the window of my hotel room when I am drinking Hot Tea sweetened with honey and boiled oats mixed with minced banana. Obama, bail me out.. give me a million I will never mess with any computers just write good poetry that will inspire Americans to do a better job. 
Said that, this poem maybe inspiring or may not be. It was written out of sheer frustration of my failure to convince a girl to at least be a friend online. Well, you be the judge in how well it all came out or not.
Stay safe and drive with care. Make sure you are warm.
The Defined Sense.
Life, Ah’ life, it started with a mind with emptiness filled,
Humble steps and harmless falls took mind ahead.
Cried, when nothing more known or pain of fall felt,
Smiled, when before an unknown for attention stood.
Defined, one’s own destiny with actions filled,
Refined, those actions when in failures backfired.
Misunderstood whispers, Oh’ redefined theology,
Sacred texts, Ah’ misunderstood philosophy.
Unanswered questions, mind in twists and turns feared,
Unconquered mind, Ah’ a lonely man’s missed fate,
Awkward silence of an unloved lover,
Torture that shows no bodily harm.
Valued by paper money, accepted by mocking talents,
Adored by time torn beauty, vision by illusions blinded.
A love filled reality by the mocking world destroyed,
When light from soul taken away by dramatic rejections.
How well should I shout to tell O darling how loud I should shout?
And tell you how much I love you,
Unreal it may sound, Unreal in every eyes that defines you,
Oh’ in real, five senses without you, a melting furnace.
I know you don’t define me, I know you don’t love me,
But without you undefined my life all around scatter,
Without your love senses their feelings lost,
As all merged into one sense and defined, you can never love me at all.
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