Futile Attempts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Futile Attempts
Rating: ★3.5
Silent questions continually filling minds with their futile
attempts at logic and reason.
Unable to gather answers in the short time we have in this
temporary world.
Delving deeply into thought, nothing coming to mind, nothing
making sense.
What is reality, is it life or is it death, no one seems to
know the answer at all.
Thursday, October 12, 2017
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5/2/2024 11:48:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
knew reality, yeah i think i know what reality means. No i don't know reality. The more we probe it, the harder it becomes to comprehend. In this poem, on this poemhunter we take a tour of our fundamental understanding of the world around us, starting with an attempt to define reality and ending with the idea that whatever reality is, it isn't what it seems. Hold on Shawiak . but if you secretly ask me what's reality.. I will politely utter reality is a sign that you exist..7 marks