Searching for what we didn't have we became what we are
Seeds ground into a salve, poverty kept in a stone jar
Seasoning that with passing years has lost its flavor
Sensations washed away in muddy tears, time its engraver
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Indeed, poverty a really hard jar to escape from, your empathy compassion and poetic skills are truly felt in here, much like in all your work dear friend. ๐นa history lesson ๐น
Thank you Teddy your kind remarks are always uplifting and most encouraging. Thank you for starting my day off with a sun ray.
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Indelible etchings on the soul๐๏ธ๐๐ป
Thanks so much Cryptic for the read and interpretation it is most appreciated my friend
Most welcome ๐๏ธ๐๐ป
Wow such a great poetry on poverty
As someone from a third world country I have seen and faced it as well
I also like to write on difficult/sensitive /social topics and I have wrote on several already like nationalism , 3rd world struggle, immigration but I am not sure that should I release them in public maybe people will get offended Because Everyone have their own perspective on looking at things ๐
Thank you Adiii your read and words of support are most appreciated. As for posting poems that you fear might offend, if not meant to intentionally offend anyone in particular I see no harm in it. Poetry is designed to lift awareness and sometimes that means offending the senses. You will never know if you don't try and if you are strong enough to take the backlash everyone might grow from it.
I sense an element of despair in this poem.Seasoning has lost its flavour. It ends with one of the most powerful lines I have ever read." Sensations washed away in muddy tears ,time its engraver.Excellent
Thank you so much my friend for the read and kind words of support they mean a great deal and cheer the day.
A description of some unhappy experiences in life. Sometimes we feel that all is going against us. It's just a long struggle.
Thank you Soman indeed it is a long struggle that sometimes seems as only a moment and at others an eternity. I deeply appreciate your reading of this short piece it means a lot
A beautiful crafted write, for some poverty is a life long issue and struggle and I mean real poverty. While those around them just get fatter and fatter. Poignant and to me sad write on the current world
Thank you so much Tobani your words of understanding and interpretation is is always of so much value to me
You are very welcome
Beautiful and filled with emotion - engraves itself in the mind
Thank you Nafisa tour read of this poem and your kind words are most important to me
you are always welcome - it's a genuine pleasure to go through your work
keep them coming
Good read. Fine write, SB.
Thank you so much Jerry just knowing that you have read it warms my soul and cheers my day.
The universe is aligning my friend. Last week, during therapy, I had this insight, coming from my Spirituality, of course: In God there is no was, in God there is no will be. In Godโฆthere just is. We only have and only ever will live in the now and until we realize that, we will never truly be living. Take God out of my statement, for those who donโt believe, the truth remains. There is no was, there is no will be. There just is. This poem expresses that so beautifully and succinctly it is a must fave for me, my friend! Well done! ๐น๐
Thank you Tristan for the read. Yes there has always been only a now and those that choose to live in the past live in memories and those that choose the future live in dreams. Appreciate the read and kind words of support.
Exactly! The full stop truth of the matter. You are most welcome, Soren!
Powerful work.
Thanks so much Thomas for your read and words of support
Good write SB.
Thank you Orchi I appreciate it.
Indeed we became what we are, while searching for what we didn't have.
Thank you so much for your read and understanding words they are of great value to me
Seems to be speaking of yearning for something and not getting it. Mourning something intangible. Deeply layered and true.
Thank you for your read and comment it is most appreciated
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