No love, no Sorrow, no Faith;
Endless night of reflection.
Questing the spiritual ocean,
Too composed to unravel.
Abandoned by the choice,
There is nihility in regrets.
Doubt in reality and realm,
Yet unfazed to unveil.
Appears dwelled in shadow,
Cradled by abyss.
Quill on futile parchment,
And mine mind Absurd.
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Author:
The Velvet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 11th, 2025 05:41
- Category: Reflection
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In a day that nothing can be believed or taken seriously this poem strikes at the heart of reason. A poem to make one think. Nicely written in good poetic form.
Thank you for your review. I hope to provide more reflecting poems like this is future. Check out my page on Instagram: @the.velvet12 for more poetry content.
You are most welcome I will look forward to more of your work
fascinating, as if, silent chaos wrapped in charm.
The poem is a reflection on a life or an absurdism believer. We often think they are shadowed and are backed by nothing. But they are also unbothered by these tags society gives them. Their mind is just Absurd.
yah, ig it is the chaos some seek.
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