Tag: poem
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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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![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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![End of story… [Poem. Memento Mori]](https://harmoniaphilosophica.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/IMG_20210606_202613-960x260.jpg)
End of story… [Poem. Memento Mori]
Sitting for coffee. On an empty chair. We were alive once. Now dead. An empty chair. Reminding what we want to forget. We are eternal. Only because we are ephemeral…
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Christians dying. [Poem. Memento Mori]
Walking down the street. Flowers drifted by the breeze. Sparrow passes by. The odor of flowers. The odor of death. Hold my hand daughter. Smile. The executioner comes from behind. Child chuckles fill the air. Blood dripping at the edge. Hold my hand daughter. Smile. I will tickle you! The sword comes down fast. Laughter. […]
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