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NOTHING REALLY MATTERS
Swinging down my family tree
I leave the future to the featureless
But name you as the most I loved.
The babble of humanity
disturbs the air,its clamorous sounds confuse my ears
Indecipherable as ragged brooks.
Now,here I stand,anonymous
Among the people of an age swept under by the storms of time
Beneath a carpet of forgotten years.
All that has been heard and said
All that will be said and heard
Is but as water crashing on the stones.
I leave the future to the featureless
But name you as the most I loved.
The babble of humanity
disturbs the air,its clamorous sounds confuse my ears
Indecipherable as ragged brooks.
Now,here I stand,anonymous
Among the people of an age swept under by the storms of time
Beneath a carpet of forgotten years.
All that has been heard and said
All that will be said and heard
Is but as water crashing on the stones.
Published 17th Mar 2021
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17th Mar 2021 2:12pm
Hello there and welcome to the DU.
I really liked the brevity of this and the lyrical tone that you have to your words which is what shines through in this little read for me. There really is a heavy sense of melancholy to this which is explored very well.
Thank you for sharing.
-M
I really liked the brevity of this and the lyrical tone that you have to your words which is what shines through in this little read for me. There really is a heavy sense of melancholy to this which is explored very well.
Thank you for sharing.
-M
