A poem (for poems)
That is written out of nothing
Random words
Feeling lost
People wanting to do something
Unable to accept themselves
The night is warm. I can feel it.
Despite of what I do.
Everything will move on…
Tag: poem
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Life
Life from life
From nothingness, something
A world full of everything
So happy that we live
And yet, we die
So happy that we breath,
And yet, we suffer and cry
Listen to the silence of babies crying
There is something wrong with being alive
If all that matters is life…
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Raining (The way)
Raining
New water
Cleaning the path in front of me
So that I move forward
Believing that I start new
But this is old water
Existing since thousand years ago
Pouring on people now long gone
They smile too
And as they
I will go too
On a normal sunny day
Waiting for the rain
To clear the way
Poetic Philosophy 