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the meaninglessness of life |
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7 Member
since 2000-04-26
Posts 113Amherst, MA, USA |
Our philosophy assignment was to write about the meaninglessness of life, so this isn't really my view on it. Now I'm working on the MEANING of life, which is actually a lot harder, to tell the truth. why even bother getting out of bed? why even try to clear your head? why even live if you'll end up dead? nothing is wrong nothing is right and nothing exists beyond my sight meaning is stolen by endless night we want to survive we want to live but what can we gain? what can we give? i only see clearly when i cry bottom line: we live, then die there's nothing more so why ask why? you look for meaning you try to dream but there is no future after this scene the curtain falls and you've never been |
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rosepetals25
since 2000-05-31
Posts 3076PA |
7, Boy am I glad this isn't your view  I like this poem..even if it quite depressing. I have been in this place in the past... and boy am I glad that I have escaped.~~Tara aka rp25 :o) |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
and yet another Ecclesiastical verse in the forums within 24 hours... that makes 3... the futility of it all... or 4... it's hard to keep track these days... ummm... Well, 7, you have definitely put the problem down succinctly in words... we all wonder about this, y'know? great assignment topic and very good follow through... i know i'm no teacher, but if i were, i would have assigned a companion poem or prose... to write about the great meaning of life... now, when you put the two together, you might really have something dynamic... not that this piece isn't dynamic on it's own... like flip it, like this: why make the bed? I just have to pull the covers down at night when i'm ready to go to sleep again. meaningless, futile. vs. a beautifully made bed with inviting pillows and textures and colors pulls my mind into thoughts of restful comfort and sleep... damn, it's good to be alive!! well, you get the idea... there's nothing new under the sun... it's all meaningless and futile....or just maybe it's ALL new... maybe every minute is a new minute that you'll never get to experience again and how precious that is... and maybe within the next minute... when that comes... some great truth and meaning will finally become evident... it's all in how ya look at it, huh? PLEASE excuse my rambling... and thank you for the read... obviously, your poem was successful because if a poem makes just ONE person think, feel, see things differently, then... guess what? you WON! great job! |
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jinxed Member
since 2000-09-27
Posts 86 |
wow, did you just peek over my shoulder or what? you could have titled this one Depression....cause you got it perfect....sighs and claps softly in appreciation of your writing ability on such a sad topic |
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