It's like I'm looking for water in my dune of a life
And no matter what I do in love
Drowning in self hate in a drought of love
Love the biggest conundrum of all
Pond of possibility
Ponder it's reliability
Miracle or mere mirage
Divine intervention or facade
Curveballs in my loop of a life
God's tangent got me jumping through hoops to pass by
But fate loves irony after all
Biggest irony of all the oracle spoke
End of my odyssey in awe I thought
But only the abyss marks it's end
So shall I stop to fend?
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Alut ishar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Your wording makes this poem, word choice and juxtaposition are wonderful. Dark and pessimistic it speaks to many. Loved it
An interesting write slightly on the pessimistic side with a a dark undercurrent, yet it is enjoyable to read and a lot of people will relate to it
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