Is a poem a nothing?
We end in a coffin.
No pleasure is found
In the cold ground.
We see what is true
So pursue Lou and Sue.
For no pleasure is found
When we enter cold ground.
We lust to forget
Our pain and regret.
For only dust is found
When we enter cold ground.
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael. Kevin
You are welcome, Kevin! Thank you as well. xx Michael
Very thought provoking, Kevin! I don’t think poetry is for nothing. It covers the thoughts for what people have no time to articulate themselves. xx Michael
Thanks Michael. I like your interpretation of poetry. Very interesting. Best wishes. Kevin
Thank you as well for the possibility to do, Kevin! xx Michael