That's such a bittersweet poem, thank you for sharing it...the simplicity of the poem let's the gravity of the idea shine through. The grass is always greener on the other side, my reality is exactly opposite of yours.
Anyways, lovely poem indeed!
#A letter to the kid in my head.
gleaming lark
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That's such a bittersweet poem, thank you for sharing it...the simplicity of the...
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glossy skiff
As we grow up, we become more aware to the dark and difficult reality of life, of adulthood. Ignorant innocence no longer exists, and that can cause great loss within. Many oftentimes try to find and replicate that sense of childhood innocence, and perhaps try to heal the inner wounded child within. Good work :)
astral flower
As we grow up, we become more aware to the dark and difficult reality of life, o...
This poem isnt about nastalgia. It's grief without bitterness, more like a deal with grief; like a more compasionate human version of Nietzsche's "God is dead and we have killed him...(Skip a bunch).... Must we not become gods ourselves to be worthy of our sin?"
Or Camus's revolt. To continue with absurd clarity.
It somewhere between them.
Idk, ig its kinda about nostalgia, but i seperated myself from my past self, kinda like that adventure time song "time is an illusion that makes things make sense" "It happened, happening happens... You and i will always be back then"
Lol