Human

Old poem I had deleted.

What kind of animal are we

To seek eternity

Or ponder origins

In song and poem question our existence

And morality and meaning

On clenched fist leaning

Thinking and wondering

Are we made of something more

Than blood and bone

While during life our dreams are torn

Hopes long hoped are shattered

And finally at long last

Our ashes scattered.

Reviews

[Butch Decatoria]

Beautiful piece, your poetry is deep and thought provoking.

[J. Kell]

Thank you for reading!

[Butch Decatoria]

Welcome. Anytime.

[Pax]

ahh, a timeless question that keeps on through generation to generations... there are too many possibilities and perhaps an infinite probabilities... :) As part of our nature, we are naturally born seeker/searcher for what's out there, that we have a natural curious mind. This short piece is a mindful one, great work!

[J. Kell]

Thank you Pax, I am forever seeking and searching

[Pax]

you are most welcome :)

[Matching Socks]

Yes... Many will relate.
Is there a deeper meaning to life?
Or do we live and then die?
I lost my faith in certain things years ago.
Sometimes we have to follow the basic rules, all those thou shall nots.
But we have to live for ourselves first always.

[J. Kell]

Thank you for your wisdom Ance. It's difficult, I go back and forth a lot, I have a faith of sorts but it is unconventional I guess.

[Matching Socks]

As long as you obey the basic rules... It doesn't matter.
You wear the style that suits you best. Sometimes styles change, sometimes they don't. :)

[J. Kell]

haha that is some TRUTH right there :)

[Matching Socks]

Those little air bubbles in my head hold tiny little nuggets of truth.
I just popped a few on your poem. :)

[J. Kell]

lmao!!!!!!

[K. Sikes]

So elegantly written. Really made me start thinking. You're talented!

[J. Kell]

Thank you so much K, thank you for taking the time to read my work :)