shortened halls
dimming lights
not a beating heart in sight
meaningless words
forgetful memories
useless breaths
empty eyes
hollowed holes from which our spirits once remained
love for hate
quite crowds
tasteless treats
what happened
who is this
have my eyes been cursed
is this the new world
[Is it what it seems]
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Author:
Descreat (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 9th, 2017 21:30
- Comment from author about the poem: I don't know what I am/was thinking with this poem, I just know that as I thought, I typed, with no edits. I am trying something new with the title of my poems. I know it has been a while since I published. I am just getting back to it. But, I have wrote a lot.
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Comments5
nice poem, makes me think of a morgue with just the memories of life in lifeless bodies
How poetic, Who knows where those memories go in scientific terms I guess.
Like this some vivid images.
That right there it's deep like really deep yo. Good writing.👍
Thankssssssssssssssss
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