Without Fields Of Eternity. Poem by Marcondes Pereira
Without Fields Of Eternity.
We lived, we died, we fought in vain.
We prayed, we fed our sins, we met real pain.
We laughed, we cried, we never saw fields of eternity.
We dreamed, we lost our way, we run away from reality.
Life is not for wandering and getting marooned at the end. It should be a vehicle for the soul to be taken to a designed destination of pristine objectives. Thought provoking aptly worded poem. Thanks for sharing.
Dear reader, I do agree with you! Life is a journey created to us discover a deep meaning to exist and develop our abilities. Life is like a dive inside ourselves.
I love this poem. Keeping fields of eternity in mind may endlessly enrich our lifes
Good morning Han! , I'm very happy to know that you loved my poem. Fields of eternity is a beautiful image to keep i mind, isn't it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/22/2025 11:30:15 AM # 1.0.0
Awesome imagery: fields of eternity. I love that so much more than just the word eternity. Your poem is well thought out and very well written. Succinct and profound. Very thought provoking.