`You've never met me
Yet you know me
Face unfamiliar or perhaps...
Not a face at all
Perhaps I'm the stuff
that bad dreams are made of
Mayhaps I'm the
Handwriting …'pon the wall
The spectre… that hectors
Each one and all of us
I'm the nexus of nothingness
Memories just almost recalled
I'm no one and everyone
I'm the stars and the sun
I'm happiness and loneliness
I'm misery...I'm fun
I'm the bad and the good
I'm the best and the worse
An atom, a splinter of wood
I'm poetry, I'm the universe
And sometimes... I'm
...Nothing at all...
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It seems you're the feeling one gets when they're just at the nib of understanding something, but not quite.... I'm the nexus of nothingness Memories just almost recalled...like those lines especially.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
David, such a good poem👍👍👍