Mortality Is

Mortality is the sinking feeling
of checking a clock on a Saturday
and wondering where the hours went.

Mortality is the broken cry
of love unrequited.

Mortality is standing in a library
and knowing there's far too much
for you to read it all.

Mortality is hoping that you'll be a footnote
in the databanks of some future supercomputer
that gets referenced once in a blue moon.

Mortality is a rich crimson rose
grown from tears and muck.

Mortality is worth the pain.

21 January 2023
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Rose  Avatar
February 24, 2023 at 5:58 PM
I think it is. Most would say its worth it all. Just to have lived and felt and experienced with a human heart full of both joy and pain, beautiful sentiments F J
Logan Avatar
January 21, 2023 at 12:46 PM
It's all of those things, and the choice is ours to make the most of each day, despite our mortality. There's validity in your lines, FJ.
F. Avatar
January 22, 2023 at 2:30 PM
Thanks for reading :)
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