“Bare Existence”

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“Bare Existence “

Dark, dull, damp & dreary, 

Caught in this space of nothingness.

 

Barren memories, of what was, fade into itself. 

Trapped in the reflections, of ones existence.

 

Numbed to the “Knowledge Of Self.”

Never gaining the foundational footing, needed to find balance.

 

The wind moans, in the distance, As it cries for the loss of all causes.

And the raindrops, pelt a beat, known only to the dead.

 

Forgetting, forgotten, forgone…

And the forlorn stillness, becomes a tomb.

             by Maxwanette A. Poetess

 

 

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Author: Poetry, Language Of the Soul

{Maxwanette A Poetess} I have been writing poetry since the age of 5. I enjoy poetic expression and feel that, "Everyone Is A Poet." We all speak and in our speech, we express a message, that is usually attached to an emotion and or feeling. To me, this is poetry in it's natural form.

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