Living With Utter Confusion Comments

One melts into the other like void embraces void, Like a bird we live holding two paths in utter confusion hanging in-between. ...

Every second new becomes old, The lawn of life is tiny and pouting, It is the window of the room of death, Life happens in between death,

Living with death, Life is a wavy grass and shaky, With time everything changes,

Walking is like struggling between The worlds mundane and divine,

One melts into the other like void embraces void, Like a bird we live holding two paths in utter confusion hanging in-between.

Living with death, Life is a wavy grass and shaky, With time everything changes, Every second new becomes old,

One melts into the other like void embraces void, Like a bird we live holding two paths in utter confusion hanging in-between.

Living with death, Life is a wavy grass and shaky, With time everything changes, Every second new becomes old, The lawn of life is tiny and pouting

One melts into the other like void embraces void, Like a bird we live holding two paths in utter confusion hanging in-between.

Walking is like struggling between The worlds mundane and divine,

Life happens in between death, Death is solid life is liquid,

Every second new becomes old, The lawn of life is tiny and pouting, It is the window of the room of death,

Living with death, Life is a wavy grass and shaky, With time everything changes,

Life is a painful struggle to fly a severed kite, Life is a dream and it has no end, ....//// excellent writings on life

thank you PG for reading my longish poem and yes somewhere I read some dead poets had en-cashed Uppn DEATH POEMS you lead in them amen