Being Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Being

Rating: 5.0


I remember being
Of you and I being
In the cesspool
The drowning pool
In the nowhere of something
Tell me it wasn't a fling
That it was meant to be
Somewhere in eternity
Tell me that you and I
Had never said good-bye
That we had died and lived again
And that we had met once again

Tuesday, December 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dying,life and death,love,love and life,romance
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mj Lemon 26 December 2016

A love that can transcend passing....This is one of your finest works, Richard.

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Richard Wlodarski 26 December 2016

Slowly, but surely, I'm getting there. And who knows, maybe when I pass, Bukowski and Cohen will greet me. As always, thanks for your helpful feedback. And for the 10. Greatly appreciated.

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