Notes About The Poem

Hopeless Days

Days are doomed to fail
until we sprout
It won't rain
except if we burst

It's a new world
none grasps the epitome's mystery
being's secrets 
a lucky break
we deny

we'll mourn our losses
our exit's face
all freedom is granted

Written: March 30, 2022

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived. ( Poem inspired by Poet Brian Strand Form)
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Buhagiar Avatar
March 31, 2022 at 12:45 AM
We'll mourn our losses. That's what I have been doing these past years. Great poem.
George Avatar
March 30, 2022 at 9:11 PM
Unless we make a conscious effort to wake up from a sense of gloom, no miracle will happen ! Only at the end, we realize that the door of exit to freedom has been lying open long before. But then it is too late ! I wonder if my interpretation to this deep write makes any sense....
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