Silent Solitudes

Silent Solitudes

A Poem by emipoemi

Beneath a sickly sky,

Against the motion

Of the heart,

Set apart

From the world;

From humanity.

 

Where ev’ry piece of pie

Becomes a notion

Of eternity:

 

We live, we die, we’re born again,

Never knowing when.

 

Feet on the shore and eye

Towards the ocean,

All night and day

Drifts in delay,

As time goes by-

 

Time is astray.

 

As simple passersby

With lack of lotion,

We burn beneath the sultry sun-

With hollow goals,

Stuffed hearts and souls-

And feel as though we weigh a ton.

 

From low to high,

Far out, nearby,

We live, we die

In commotion.


-EDP


© 2017 emipoemi



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A thoughtful, beautiful contemplation of the banality of life. It has always been a comforting thought to me that at any moment, my life could end and that I can do nothing about it. It makes it much easier to live with perspective as to what truly matters and what is just "commotion." To me, it is much easier than living blindly or afraid of death as do some of us - most of us - (all of us)? Nicely done.

Posted 1 Day Ago


hey friend ...just read your poem 'weirdos' again.....I so totally do love that poem......
i read this poem here this morning and I've just read it again now.....
I understand why you see our poems read different .....I feel your rhyme and your structure......I do enjoy it but I could never write like that as my life has never had form or structure to inspire me...in my writing.
this is another fine work of yours...I do enjoy your poems my friend...I will read more of your work.
thank you.

maybe I am more of a writer than a poet......you have made me think.

Posted 1 Day Ago


emipoemi

1 Day Ago

It's always my intention to make people think (with my poems AND comments). You're a good writer, do.. read more

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emipoemi
emipoemi

Toronto, Canada



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