Walking Corpse

Walking Corpse

A Poem by Arundass TP
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A man with no creativity; self-confidence; courage and altruistic.

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when life values nothing;
barren; the mind behaves;
It's hell; the heart is cold;
never feels the true colors;
moving on this earth;
as Walking corpse!

© 2020 Arundass TP


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Years ago. I volunteered for three President Clinton, food, shelter and medicine mission. I went to Africa. Dead bodies who died from starvation and sickness. They had no I.D. We dig a large hole. We collected the dead bodies and we went house to house. After awhile, we had to forget. Most were children, women and old people. We had mass graves and we(Soldiers) pray they found a kinder place. Still today. Hunger and sickness killed so many in our world. I dislike our leaders in the USA. They smile and tell us. Only 600 dead from the coronavirus. Our new world, death is okay to the people who are safe. Powerful words shared my friend. Made me think tonight.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thanks friend for writing this narrative reality.
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

Your words were very good my friend and you are welcome.



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Arundass,

I must say that I agree with this well written assessment our common Human reality, for if we fail to vlaue Life, then we fail to value living and having lived for all that it is worth the living for ... Profound words of philosophical wisdom here ...

Marve

Posted 7 Months Ago


Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thank you friend
Unfortunately, I've been there...
like a zombie or walking corpse!!
Circumstances are everything.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thank you friend
light and ashes

7 Months Ago

You are most welcome.
Death comes in many different packages... Many different shapes and sizes.

I believe, that for one with convictions, death sets in only when one abandons those convictions, and walks about the world aimlessly..

For us.. Creative types death is like the seasons of the year used to be.. Part of the cycle.. In a way.

When death sets in, but doesn't stop whatever animation a body has... Then that person exists on the same level all those hungry ghosts do.
Nicely written.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thanks for an informative review
Dennis Wolf

7 Months Ago

No problem.
Yeah, when the colour goes, life is sure to follow.
Some know when their time is up, some just prolong it.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thank you friend
this walking corpse or one of its brethren, keeps designating this as a malicious site, what with walking corpses doing what walking corpses' do
perhaps it is feeling maligned??
just a guess

Posted 3 Years Ago


Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thanks friend
very deep and philosophical. a person with nothing good inside is already dead. powerfully said ... :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thanks friend
Yes exactly- a Dead Man Walking... You deliver this indictment with flair and passion. Your lines are profound. When life has no meaning, evil triumphs. Nicely written.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thanks friend
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Gee
Imagine a life of loneliness, without love, where the only conversation takes place in the mind, would drive you crazy. We need to be needed , to be able to express ourselves in whatever way deemed right otherwise we would become your words.
Good morning, enjoyed the read :))

Posted 3 Years Ago


Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thanks friend
well written, love the visual of the write and very wise

Posted 3 Years Ago


Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thanks friend
Years ago. I volunteered for three President Clinton, food, shelter and medicine mission. I went to Africa. Dead bodies who died from starvation and sickness. They had no I.D. We dig a large hole. We collected the dead bodies and we went house to house. After awhile, we had to forget. Most were children, women and old people. We had mass graves and we(Soldiers) pray they found a kinder place. Still today. Hunger and sickness killed so many in our world. I dislike our leaders in the USA. They smile and tell us. Only 600 dead from the coronavirus. Our new world, death is okay to the people who are safe. Powerful words shared my friend. Made me think tonight.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

3 Years Ago

Thanks friend for writing this narrative reality.
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

Your words were very good my friend and you are welcome.

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Added on November 28, 2020
Last Updated on November 28, 2020
Tags: Psychology, Philosophy, Walking corpse, Poem, Poetry

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Arundass TP
Arundass TP

Thalassery, Kerala, India



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