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The Drifter
My life is an empty set
containing shallow words,
numbers which add up to zero.
Every shape and color
is but a shadow of its nature
in the sleepless space
of my existence,
where I chase illusory moons,
transient constellations
of amazement.
Cut off from
the primal ambrosia,
I lose myself
in parallel universes
clogged by clouds
of unknowing,
meaning slipping
through my fingers
like sand
on the shore
of infinity.
containing shallow words,
numbers which add up to zero.
Every shape and color
is but a shadow of its nature
in the sleepless space
of my existence,
where I chase illusory moons,
transient constellations
of amazement.
Cut off from
the primal ambrosia,
I lose myself
in parallel universes
clogged by clouds
of unknowing,
meaning slipping
through my fingers
like sand
on the shore
of infinity.
Published 22nd Oct 2022
Author's Note
The seeming lack of meaning and purpose which haunts my life.
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23rd Oct 2022 00:21am
Hey Mun
The way you conveyed the lost feelings of purpose and meaning in
this piece is brilliant. You are a terrific writer amigo.
Love all of the metaphors in this!!
My fave is "chasing illusory moons"
Feels so unattainable to me - but we still try:)
The way you conveyed the lost feelings of purpose and meaning in
this piece is brilliant. You are a terrific writer amigo.
Love all of the metaphors in this!!
My fave is "chasing illusory moons"
Feels so unattainable to me - but we still try:)
23rd Oct 2022 11:14am
Thank you so much, Adelphina, I'm so glad you enjoyed my poem. I'm more and more drawn towards the idea of expressing existential ideas in my poetry, beyond the angst or happiness induced by a particular occurrence. Thanks so much for stopping by and for your kind words :)
Mundus
Mundus
26th Oct 2022 7:11am
Hi Adelphina!
Thank you for your comment. Indeed, what I'm chasing in this poem feels distant, even unattainable, but I keep trying. I'm quite stubborn LOL
Once again, thanks so much for stopping by.
Mundus
Thank you for your comment. Indeed, what I'm chasing in this poem feels distant, even unattainable, but I keep trying. I'm quite stubborn LOL
Once again, thanks so much for stopping by.
Mundus
24th Oct 2022 2:49pm
I appreciate and can sort of empathize with that feeling of things slipping through your fingers.
I admire the abstract and almost subjective way that one can interpret what you and your poem are putting out into the universe. It's imaginative and uniquely emotive.
I was drawn in to read a few times as well as to take a several moments to appreciate the flow and formatting.... It all works so beautifully.
Thank you for sharing yourself with us,
I'm glad you are here.
🌹💙
B
I admire the abstract and almost subjective way that one can interpret what you and your poem are putting out into the universe. It's imaginative and uniquely emotive.
I was drawn in to read a few times as well as to take a several moments to appreciate the flow and formatting.... It all works so beautifully.
Thank you for sharing yourself with us,
I'm glad you are here.
🌹💙
B
26th Oct 2022 7:10am
Hi Bluevelvete,
your comment has touched me. Thank you so much for your kind, insightful words. I like the idea of different people having different takes on what my writing might mean. I believe that a poem is not yours anymore once you've put it out in the world.
Thank you, once again!
Mundus
your comment has touched me. Thank you so much for your kind, insightful words. I like the idea of different people having different takes on what my writing might mean. I believe that a poem is not yours anymore once you've put it out in the world.
Thank you, once again!
Mundus
2nd Nov 2022 1:16pm
The set of all numbers is infinite, but its sum is zero. You've made a beautiful mathematical analogy
3rd Nov 2022 2:06pm
I'm glad to know I didn't say anything stupid there! Mathematics are not my forte, you see. Thank you for your appreciation!
Mundus
Mundus
