The Unknown Poem by AJ Gardner
The Unknown
i sit in my room looking at the wall i see nothing but is it really nothing?
There has to be something.I look longer longing for that feeling, but still it hasn't came.
There something there that i must feel but what? I leave the room never returning what did I miss?
Well it's now to the
UNKNOWN
The Unknown, there is alwayz an unknown that we are not aware of. Situations that emanates once we leave a particular space we occupy as a matter. 'Gardiner' tries to express what happens in our immediate absence. Chinua Achebe once stated that 'tell me you know everything and i would show you things that passed you by as you were in existence'. There are things that are 'UNKNOWN' to us, even when we feel like we are aware of everything.
nothing is really everything, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote.
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4/19/2024 2:30:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Short but sweet! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I love it! Thanks in million and keep up the good works.