thelettersruntogether
creating random words
etched painstakingly
into history by
tormented souls
who remain unfulfilled.
Empathetic eyes
seeking counsel
through bleeding wounds
of forgotten artists
remain unfulfilled.
Fools trying to find meaning
of cryptic words
spilled as a last resort
remain unfulfilled.
Thirsting for answers
to questions unasked
by timid minds
that remain unfulfilled.
thelettersruntogether
Confusing random thoughts
written with the intent
of reviving deadened souls
which remain unfulfilled.
Visceral descriptions
fall on ears deafened
to pleading voices
of those unfulfilled.
Literal translations
inked permanently
into oblivions abyss
echo unfulfilled.
thelettersruntogether
Condemning restless
spirits to an eternity
of emptiness
and a perpetual state
of uncertainty.
Forever unfulfilled
Facinating display of contemporary abstract lit., my dear...runonstendtoconfuse... butyoursarejusteloquentlyabtruse! Greatjobkris! Frankster J R
Hope the lettersruntogether are not unfullfilled in you... Alison
very nice reflection... though not all poetry asks questions to unanswered unfulfilled, I would venture that most do, for the very essence of life runs together as well, answers of life unfulfilled. But this is both a curse and a blessing, in the realm of poetry, literature, paintings, or even the art of living life itself.
WELL DONE, this being said I shall never look upon written word in the same light again.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kristin, this is brilliant - penned with pain and rage and frustration - and yet? There is something else. Something greater that shines through your carefully chosen words. A masterpiece. love, Allie xxxx