Things Once Said

In spite of things once said,
we turn to the present
for answers we want
but not necessarily need.
Our words float like clouds
against a somber sky;
that preamble of life
we conceive to be lost
and unable to be recovered.
Throughout sessions
of compiled significance,
we abstain our realities
to nothing more than
apprehensible questions
for events that never happened.
Suffice it to say,
we’ve disposed morals and ethics,
only to adhere to our problems
through violence and bloodshed;
for our motivation is brought forth
amongst our anguish and pity
and not through our imagination.


4 thoughts on “Things Once Said

  1. Jingle says:

    hi, we are simply having fun doing group poetry, when you participate, you contribute your talent to our group, it is mutual benefits, lots of poets will visit you back and give your encouragement you deserve…
    Thanks for the feedback.

  2. Jingle says:

    awards for you.
    have fun today, support our potluck by linking one poem today…
    Happy Tuesday!

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