Somethingness Poems - Poems about Somethingness

... It's hard to zero in on nothingness; That word, spun by my thoughts, does not compute. Was born to see and feel a 'somethingness'; My senses all are mired within that root- And ......

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...I feel like a ROSE As though I were an actual ROSE Just as such I feel as though my Petals are fluffed and moist with morning Dew, a tranquil VOICE. The eve of blossoming spawning in the Pupil ......

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...I'm 72.5 How many more years on this earth? 5? Hopefully 8. What then? Heaven? Hell? Purgatory? Perhaps Purgatory to wash away my regrets. Or relive them and correct them. This leap to the af......

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...I'm 72.5 How many more years will I have in this life? 5? Hopefully 8. What then? Purgatory to wash away my rues? Or maybe another dimension Where past meets future And the same life repeats......

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...To contemplate nothing with something, a Sisyphean task The mind’s paths, like Escher’s roads, simply double back To land again in somethingness, explanations lack Yet our deeper selves know profo......

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...There's something to nothingness, that's true No matter what you say or think or do There's somethingness out there It is just you're unaware So, gaze out into space, enjoy the view......

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...The rock I stand on is hard I lean down and put my hand on its hardness Once there was a nothingness then the tiniest speck of somethingness burst into the everythingness until at last th......

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...I remember gazing at, through some moving vehicle: the foggy mountains mystical; the setting sun; the distant blue sky. It (landscape) winked, and I ......

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...SOMETHINGNESS Ugly, shapeless, formless: Amoeba metamorphoses into concrete images; Dark, void, hollow-hearth: Dim cave metamorphoses into residence of light. Dungeon beggar ......

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...When I look for something real I almost always find everything fake in what I see, yet I feel something out there waiting to come within me. When I do not seek what I really need or want I am not u......

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...considering the death of a friend who has not died yet, who in fact is in perfect health, or a parent, a family member, all who walk & talk beside you, giving one the feeling of belonging or at lea......

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...Dear America I love you so madly will try to explain why. You taught me to preesh mom's cheesecaky escapades into visions forbidden So it still goes for women. Many sighs abound.. is anyone list......

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...Wisps of somethingness or nothingness, who knows?......

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