WHERE AM I?

Kezexxe

Clothed in hurt, lifted effort,
In the desert he has entered,
The third word he remembered,
But it was the last he heard,
After he was murdered,
Why am i here? He thought and stirred,
In hurt he was covered, 
Where he was was absurd,
All he knew is that he suffered,
And not yet has discovered,
But still wonders,
Numbers after numbers, 
WHERE AM I?

  • Author: Kez (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 3rd, 2025 14:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: More time messin' with rhyme.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Poetic Licence

    I think that is well crafted and clever in its lay out, enjoyed the read

  • sorenbarrett

    A mysterious feeling prevades this poem and goes unanswered. Nicely done

    • Kezexxe

      Thank you Soren 🙂

    • Thomas W Case

      Excellent.

      • Kezexxe

        thx



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