Still trying out new perspectives. What is good and bad anyway?


Endless repeats until it doesn't

Every single day is the death of me
and a wait for the resurrection in the morrow

I rise and pick the emotions for this life with glee
Be it a laugh, a cry or bodyless sorrow



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Written on 2025-11-11 at 15:08

Tags Rebirth  Existentialism  Perspective 

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
You pose a good question in this poem: What is good and bad? They exist only in the societal paradigm perhaps. Though I think that chap 'on our shoulder' gives us an idea. Blessings, Allen
2025-11-11