A Random World

A Random World

A Poem by LivingDeath
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I thought about the world itself, and how it makes no sense at all. Government makes no sense, people make no sense, nothing makes sense anymore. So this poem is like the world, it doesn't make sense.

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The sound of raindrops

hit the moon

as birlds fly underground.

An apple grows

from the sky above

where an old man stands around.


Roided squirrels

run in circles

bulky as a cow.

Where here is there

and up is down

no one knows really how.


The mason jars stay true

holding the glowing stars

of our human hearts.

No one knows the meaning

of uncertainty

the word that tears our mind apart.


The look of madness

in the rotted rock

shine on the withered moon.

A stalled old car

lingers above the air

blowing with a harmonic tune.

© 2010 LivingDeath


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This is great. Great descriptions of how strange and "meaningless" the world can seem at times. Really interesting poem - again, great work.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh awesome writing.. and what to do in a such a random place? That 's what this made me think of .. well sometimes being a little off the wall with humour is nice! I like these types of creative writes.. they are fun to create and you did a great job here! Nothing much does seem to make sense at times these days.. here you made something out of it.. You've got a few really catchy lines.. the second to last stanza really pops out.. keep at it.. this was interesting and unique wording!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Life is so strange just like this poem. But it is the strange things in this world that make us keep living I guess. This was different, the ending was a little 'bad'? I guess you could say but thats writing- and being able to express yourself. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Life can be simple and meaningless. I like to look around. I try to drag conversation out of people. I like the description of basic life. Someday are hard to find reason to get out of bed. You create many visions with your words. A excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago



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