QUESTIONS without ANSWERS...

 

In step on step I find

The questions race inside my mind

A numbness all in gray

Creeping fog keeps the sun away

Why do I feel such pain?

Why does trouble know my name?

When can I live again?

When will this aching in me end?

How can I overcome

And leave this bitter taste undone?

Why does this never stop?

Why do shadows climb on top?

Will love leave me alone

Or come and for my sin atone?

Life like foolish dancers

Is full of questions without answers...

 

Reviews

[Cardinal Robin]

In Occhim's razor find a treasure that defies skin cutting, the answer measured is to stop questions and remain sensing, always listen with the senses but never talk or tell with them...the answer to your questions is in the elusive third...when all is said and done you will find your balance and this will settle your query nature...
Much Love Robin

[Christopher Joyce]

If all of the questions in life were answered, there would be no reason to live anymore. That's what I think. Good write.

[Shadow]

Sometimes in life the questions were designed to not have any answers but we keep searching only because we feel we have to.....

"When you remove the logical the illogical no matter how improbable is invariably the answer..."

nicely written sir

[emmajoy]

How true... how very true.

You've asked so many questions but, the answers can only come from you.

'Life like foolish dancers .. Is full of questions without answers�' ... think they're there, but, perhaps, hiding.

Guess quite a few people could understand the reason for the questions, but not many can put these thoughts as skillfully or sincerely as you.

There are such emotional undertones pushing and pushing up and out, line by line, getting stronger all the time.

This is beautifully constructed, the font especially - the italic highlights somehow.

Thank you so much for sharing.

[Adela Muresan]

Sublime.
I like the truth and the emotion you put in this one.
This is certainly a poem to witch many can relate to- you're not the only one that poses these questions.

A.M.