Kurt Ravidas Poet Rhyme

Bored

Oh, what a drag, another day
Is going by so flatly.
                              A.A.

The life drags on again. As real as a haze
over a lunar sea it lasted for so many
eons that you began to take the life at face
value but luckily it didn't lead to any
fallouts: as before the notional mirage
continues to attract the spurious wayfarers
in a conceptual sand; a verbal camouflage
is still a matter of perceptive faults and errors.
Regretfully, the death is just another wrong
conception. Do not place too high your expectations 
on it. The death as well endures for so long
that once you'll get enough of any incarnations.

"You bored me to the death you both, life and death".
I don't remember who said that. May be, Macbeth.

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Gershon Wolf April 25, 2019 at 12:28 PM Well, we (humans) who don't live all that long (normally) don't have to face the dread that is BOREDOM...And for those who do not believe in an afterlife, why they just might be 'home free.' A thought-provoking piece, indeed, my friend. Best wishes, Gershon Kurt Ravidas April 25, 2019 at 5:39 PM I whish I was home free too) Thanks, Wolf.

Caren Krutsinger April 25, 2019 at 5:36 AM "The spurious wayfarers" sound like a whole bunch of fun party animals. Ha! I do believe I have "had enough of any incarnations" but death will prove me right or wrong. Kurt Ravidas April 25, 2019 at 6:31 AM Either have I! Thank you, Caren)

Connie Marcum Wong April 24, 2019 at 5:11 PM I could never be bored even if I tried. There's not enough time to try everything I want to try or write everything I want to write. Maybe going within is your answer. It is worth a try anyway. : ) Kurt Ravidas April 25, 2019 at 6:28 AM Oh, those young souls! Thank you, Connie)