Painful

PrimalHeaven

Life is but a

Dream,

It's a need long

Forgotten,

Where God's creatures

We're once our friends,

Unknown by man's

Machines

Who know nothing

Of speech,

By mother nature's

Flowers

Withering away in

Our grasp

Before we can even save

A single petal,

It's merely a fantasy

That's why it is so gritty.

  • Author: PrimalHeaven (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 23rd, 2023 01:26
  • Comment from author about the poem: Waxing philosophical about life and how it abuses that which we take granted.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Thomas W Case

    Powerful write.

  • 2781

    As custodians we don't like to share.



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