potpurri

In the sea of possibilities
one gets ANGRY
in the realm of grasp
of undenying triumph
one gets angry
relying on one person
affecting the whole course
of the potpurri
the scent of laughter
and smiles
and tears
one managed to take it all away
in one day
leaving the potpurri
sitting their lusting
and musting
but time will come
when your own fresh scent
will outshine the others
and the monetary needs
of the outgrown smells
will no longer bother you