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I Dont Know (Tears in the Rain)
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I Dont Know (Tears in the Rain) |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever 
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Why do you live so far away? Why am I still here? What things now fret your mind tonight? What is there left to fear? Why do I have to feel this way at the end of every single day? What are we doing? Where will we go? Anywhere, Anywhere, I don’t know. Why do I feel this way for you? Why can’t I hold you tight? Why cant we embrace and kill the sorrow until tomorrow’s brave new light? Why cant I get a moment’s peace? Why must I despair? What happens next? What will it be? Anything, Anything, We will see. Who Am I really? A soul of pure light? A mortal seraph? A demon of night? Am I secure with the power and might, Or am I forever forsaken? These things do you wonder? Are you alone? Need you a friend you can call your own? Do you have an angel? Do you ever dream? Do you believe things are not as they seem? Have I met you in another life? My old friend? My former wife? Are we soul mates? How can we tell? Is there, indeed, a heaven and hell? Who is to tell, pretentious to say, That they know just why we are here today? Rambling mortals? Haphazard fools? Suffering wretches, sad howling ghouls? Who do we bother? What is our goal? What is a mind, what the hell is a soul? Why don’t we care? Why don’t we listen? Why do our tears collectively glisten? Are we whispers in time? Are we tears in the rain? Is this all there is? Am I going insane? Life after death? Reincarnation? The grand karmic cycle? Predestination? Faded spirit? Forgotten goals? Unsatisfied hearts? Forsaken souls? Blind old men? Neglected tears? Wasted potential? Savage fears? Why do you live so far away? And why, my friend, am I still here? What things now fret your mind tonight? Why are we burning, brilliant light? Why, I ask, are we now here? What is there really left to fear? What are we doing? Where will we go? Anywhere, Anywhere, I don’t know. CONFUCIOUS SAY: YOU STAND ON TOILET, YOU HIGH ON POT! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Are we whispers in time? Are we tears in the rain? Is this all there is? Am I going insane?" So, so many good lines -- had to reprint just one stanza. Questions all true poets ask, I imagine. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good questions...universal questions that may never have any answers |
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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
I thought we might have something in common, maybe its this desire to know more and yet, although I can only speak for myself...the search is endless |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
I agree with wordwizard. This is quite an interesting poem, enjoyed reading it. :-) |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
passing shadows we wont need answers |
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