Category: Poetry
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Old faded photographs…
We believe sand castles die quickly. But they last more than us. For you see, we die every second! Reborn again. Only to die once more… And our photographs will become faded memories. And the sand will still be there. For the next kid to play as well…
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![Alive! [Poetic terror]](https://harmoniaphilosophica.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/IMG_20200717_1306362-1-960x260.jpg)
Alive! [Poetic terror]
Oh, terror! Will I die? Erased from the pages of existence? Will I seize to be? Breathless. I can almost feel the darkness. Flying in empty space. Beyond the rings of Saturn. I can almost listen to the whisper of silence. Empty. (Can anything be empty?) Rays of light. I can almost feel the warmth…
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Insignificant specks…
Vast universe. Huge planet. Look. In the desert. Insignificant specks. In the forest. Smiling. Walking down the road. (Good morning Madam!) Crying. Playing on the street. (Do you remember yourself as a child?) Cherries. Look. Feel the cold water. In a million years… We will not be here. Insignificant specks. Die. And the cosmos will…
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Life & Death 10-lines monthly poetry contest
A new Life & Death 10-lines monthly poetry contest! The rules are simple: Write a poem for the subject ‘Life & Death’ Maximum number or lines: 10 lines. Ten. Not eleven. A line may contain a ‘normal’ number of characters, i.e. ~80. Try to be poetic. Even the slightest honest effort to do so, will…
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![Extraordinary sorrow… Extraordinary happiness… [Poem]](https://harmoniaphilosophica.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/06/IMG_20190618_193421-960x260.jpg)
Extraordinary sorrow… Extraordinary happiness… [Poem]
So happy… So sad… Can it be any other way? Laugh. Cry. Extraordinary happiness… Immense sorrow… What can be more joyful… Than tears pouring down the rain… What can be more sad… Than the most loud laughter under the sunny glory day…
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