species of me.

species of me.

A Poem by deadlife
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self.life.

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Beneath the surface
I found it crawling, slowly.
Some awe that moves me
Underlying all reasons
Depicting itself, unknown
My heart is paining
Beating my soul,
It’s anger.
Enforcing the gravity,
Enduring pain
It’s crawling under it all.
Fading all shadows
It’s sparking
And crawling underneath my soul,
Slowly and slowly…

© 2008 deadlife


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Deep...a reaction to interaction or should I say a reaction to inner action! Very nice flow!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Interesting piece. It elludes to so much and leave a lot open for interpretation.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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deadlife
deadlife

New Delhi, India



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I was born. I live. I'll die. I know nothing. Where I came from? Where will I go? I'm ignorant of my existance. I'm uncertain of myself. No beliefs. No religion. No god. Know Go.. more..

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