mere words----Poem

January 02, 2008 07:55 AM EST

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we are segments of ourselves-
loose ends craving to submerge

into unknown vast nothingness.

every goal attained pushes us further

towards never ending eternal space-

wasteland for some…..

"suddenly these thoughts are scattered

when you tap at my door,

i put my pen down

laughing at my above written words"

Tags: free verse, modern poetry, poetry, gautami tripathy

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Virginia M. Jan 2, 2008, 8:11am EST

I like this, Gautami:)

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Fred Hose Jan 2, 2008, 8:25am EST

Hi Gautami
I think that this what they call experimental poetry.
Your concepts are mind boggling but rather than go to avast eternal wasteland, I'll rather share your laughter.
Very interesting thoughts well written.

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J W. Jan 2, 2008, 9:00am EST

good poem

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Mary McCartt Jan 2, 2008, 12:01pm EST

I love how you pulled yourself back from the brink....with laughter. What a thoughtful, vibrant poem. Great work.

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Carol Lloyd Jan 2, 2008, 12:31pm EST

I like this

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Paul M. Jan 2, 2008, 2:26pm EST

Cool.

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Stanley Shiel Jan 3, 2008, 5:53am EST

So typically you Gautami. As Mary M. says, 'I love how you pulled yourself back from the brink'.

Could the tap at the door be 'A person from Porlock' moment?

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