Five Minute Insanity

dtrusss

Is there a reason for everything?

Maybe, but it's not linked to understanding.

Well, that's not quite true.

Maybe that's enlightenment.

The tight line just ain't tight yet

Failure yielding mystery. Is failure sin?

Guess Jesus didn't fail then. Go to him?

"Dusty guy who lives in the sky, how do I wrestle with this mean guy"?

 My prayers feel schizophrenic. 

The topic brought to my friends; they say I need a clinic. 

The therapist finds me interesting, so I go out on the streets.

Forget to work, grow hungry. Brain gets a little grumpy,

feel I'll turn to humpty dumpty,

left by all, just looking for an answer. Maybe that's the meaning.

 

  • Author: Young Bug (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 6th, 2023 16:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a 5-minute blabber on the meaning of life. You could say it's an exercise in exploring the ridiculous stimuli of modernities absurdities. It means nothing, but nothing means everything. Through the blur you find clarity. Hopefully not looking through glasses, but maybe.
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Comments3

  • Ma5on

    You’re looking for the answer but I’m not sure you have decided what the question really is yet!

    I like the mishap approach and murky atmosphere. No clarity here; who needs it anyway!

    Misshapen thought-driven poem!

    Works for me!

    M

    • dtrusss

      You hit the nail on the head. It's the dread of looking for the question that doesn't appear, yet feels it needs attention. 'Tis a rambling thought indeed.

    • Teddy.15

      Calculation of reflection. This is wonderful. I too think about it all. Sometimes wouldn't it be easy to sit on a wall and just watch it all go by. 🤗

    • Sunsetmet

      We fgeel life truly has meaning but to me the way I feel it could be hazardous to our way of thinking times to me reflect on so much tragedy but tragic can turn to love of magic stay with your well being. There is a light that shines within I hope this helps don't care what others think you should stick to your own beliefs Sunshine always



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