Here, There, Nowhere...

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  • Lost Love

    Here, There, Nowhere...

    You are there,
    I am here..
    I am there,
    you are here..

    I live
    at one end...
    you,
    the other..

    When we meet,
    it's such defeat..
    we delete and excrete,
    omit and ignore,
    what we
    stay together for...

    Simply since,
    we know not why..
    so stay together,
    watch souls die..

    I'm no longer
    here,
    or over there...

    I am,
    in a place of alone,
    thrown...

    into broken bits,
    of theatrical
    fits and skits..

    so stay together,
    watch souls die...
    simply since,
    we know not why...




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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Bohemian’s Poems (37)

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