Life Is Terribly Absurd Poem by Julia Luber
Life Is Terribly Absurd
All I have done otherwise today is worry and fret.
As for if there's any space in my mind and soul for good dreams yet.
I don't know what has confiscated me to this psychological debt.
But it is a trap I wish I could forget.
I can't believe what terrible things are living rent free in my mind.
I wish that I could get rid of them for once and final and all the time.
Because I am not sure if I will be able to speak another word, I have to rhyme.
To make sure that I can still tell something and not become a mime.
Rhyme is like a machine that takes one from word to word.
Without it I might sound like nothing but a garbled bird.
And as to what tomorrow brings I have not been offered
anything but another day of feeling life is terribly absurd.
Because I am not sure if I will be able to speak another word, I have to rhyme. To make sure that I can still tell something and not become a mime. I have cited your two lines here- Even without Rhyme, you are an excellent poetess. I have enjoyed a very lot this impressive poem with that touch of humor, Julia.
I am so glad you can 'hear' my humor. That is important to me…..thank you!
I can't believe what terrible things are living rent free (in all minds they do) in my mind.
Good poem written here Julia! Rhyme those words to keep your mind off of things that seem to trouble or puzzle you! A good source of peace and comfort here.
I'm glad you muse upon the peace and comfort through the rhyme and poetry rather than the fretting and other 'critical depression' which some readers focus on. Thank you for reading and replying.
When life seems absurd and no questions are answered, a challenge of creaing a rhyme offers a solace and a comfort. Great poem.
Exactly! Thanks for your agreeable insight, reading, and response.
Poetry brings joy and happiness and deep sense to this world, Julia!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I raged your poem high but going mad because I never get a reply button. Anyway, excellent poem. The mind ruins many lives. Rhyme helps. When your mind talks crazy to you, just thank you and move on, , rated is the second word, Cursor won't go back in submit box Panagiota Romios