Without Fields Of Eternity. Poem by Marcondes Pereira

Without Fields Of Eternity.

Rating: 4.5

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.

Friday, June 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
Richard Wlodarski 05 March 2017

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.

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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 29 June 2016

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.

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Marcondes P 30 June 2016

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.

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Hans Vr 24 June 2016

I love this poem. Keeping fields of eternity in mind may endlessly enrich our lifes

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Marcondes P 25 June 2016

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?

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