Get Your Premium Membership

Do We Exist

What is it to which makes us A living form of life's breath Do we exist or emotion which controls A heart pump its veins run red Body just a machine or spiritual being Ghost we claim to see or illusion Where in the mind you claim existence Except your heart you do not think Aww' but you feel alive with strive A erge to live last breathe of dirt You struggle emotionally in the depths We are buried six feet for what reason Ground as hard as our soul's being Perhaps just a empty space held by structure Do we exist that we try to perfect oneself To love as a being our emotions lead What is mankind except complex molecule Each similar in way that each different Dreaming same vision of hope Separate journey with same outcome Love of Jesus or darkness heart falls Death be certain, life is not Do we exist that a rock crash another Space of times parallel universe to nowhere Just stuck here on a planet's obit Only known existence centuries old Made that of his image we walk grace Upon this heavenly earth we call How come not Pluto, Neptune or Saturn rings Do we exist or perhaps my soul's out there Waiting for me to come home Awakening me from my journeys dream Do we exist that we turn back dust Just a memory our bones leave print Or do we serve purpose for our being Beauty of creation, a world apart like none other

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry