Is immortality achievable?
I guess so,
Between sad stanzas of poetries unspoken
And ignorant words unspoken
There lies a chasm untouched
Overlooked by the normal
Seen only by the odd.
An odd one,
A term for cheerless
Cheerless,
She searches for meaning
Meaning,
In the blank space
A futile search.
But in this blank space
She crafts immortality
With a pen she writes.
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Can Poetry Heal? - Collections of a Wanderer
PoetryIs there a way out from this labyrinth? Maybe in poems and unsaid love we can seek refuge. Perhaps, this is what we stay alive for.
