Genesis



In the end,
words were scarce
Pain was immense
Tragedy was real
Moments were dark
and there was this
urge to disappear

A series of unfortunate events
that shaped a life of indifference
and letting go things,
without much fight
without much fuss.




Poetry by sagi
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Written on 2020-11-25 at 02:26

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nice curtains
Can a genesis ever be an ending? Play on meanings or beginning of new life??
2020-12-03


nice curtains
Sounds like a break-up!! Is it ever easy?
2020-12-03


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2020-12-02


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Interesting title, the antithesis of the poemís theme... or is it?
Is this about birth... possibly. Any poem that sets me to thinking, I value. I value this one.
2020-11-25


Hans Bump The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the way youíve created a tone that seems dark but somehow hopeful. Anyway thatís my impression. Nice use of evocative words.
2020-11-25