Talking To Myself Poem by Eddi Hong
Talking To Myself
Smoking all night.
Thinking about what is right.
Perception over perceptions,
ended with misunderstanding communication,
While many drown in oblivion,
they stop praying to the righteous.
Yeah, they worship but seek no salvation.
Instead, the power to take over the creation.
Ignorance values great, perhaps.
People who have no hands and legs like Nick,
still cares a lot than among of the rest.
Giving us a meaning for not giving up
and should feel blessed.
Perception over perceptions, many drown in oblivion, they worship but seek no salvatio Ignorance cares a lot in caring, loving, and giving one finds meaning of life which will take away one from depression and suicidal thoughts. Like your poem very much. tony
A nice poetic imagination, Eddi. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks
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4/26/2024 6:47:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a deep poetry.... Well penned.👍👍.. I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night, depression you are killing me..... And share your views on my poems... Naila