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Courtesy: Prompt Nights
The world
Will slip away
One day
Yet
We all love
To dump
This truth
Into the future bin
Taking the world
For real
We amass
Shadows
In the twilight hours
The lone hands
Grope in the bin
Gather Truth
We sigh
Die
With Truth
Posted for Sanaa’s Prompt Night:
Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction, I chose to write a poem on Truth
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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ PoetsUnited
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Saturday, 6 February 2016
On Truth
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Sigh, such a wonderfully wise poem Sumana, no doubt we forget that our time in this world is but temporary and we tend to "dump this truth in the future bin."
ReplyDeletePowerfully written. Thank you so much for participating. Have a lovely week ahead :D
Lots of love,
Sanaa
I wonder sometimes if people wish to be spared from truth! And, alas, I think there is a lot of truth to the fact that a lot of people die with their truth kept inside of them. Sad really.
ReplyDeletethe world will slip away. one day. I've often thought about it too in my own moments. perhaps it will, who knows. great write, Sumana.
ReplyDeleteScience fiction uses the future bin in the present, but that not only seems like fiction--it IS fiction. And then there's the truth which most of us can only deal with as fiction. You've captured that truth.
ReplyDeleteA very wise poem. Very wonderful and true. An intriguing thought indeed!
ReplyDeletetruth can triuly feel like shadows,.. Maybe they are our tomb,..
ReplyDeleteIs the world real... i've been thinking about that in the context of your midweek prompt as well..nicely done.
ReplyDeleteDepressing. True. But depressing.
ReplyDeleteSadly (but gladly too) the world will last longer than us but I wish for my children's and grandchildren's sakes I could feel more confident about that as we are such poor custodians of it these days.
ReplyDeleteIt will - and i suppose is every day - i suppose there are pros and cons to dumping it in the future bin..i wonder if we would have so much art/writing in the world if we knew the world would last forever?
ReplyDeleteThe world
ReplyDeleteWill slip away
One day
One cannot help but wonder can we overcome such an out of turn events from happening. Incisive thoughts Sumana!
Hank
Thoughtful and potent poem
ReplyDeleteSurreally true!!
ReplyDeleteah yes in the beautiful reality of modern day living; there are millions starving and out in the cold; powerful!!
ReplyDeletehave a good Sunday
much love...
Truth is be said to be illuminating. I wonder what happens when we die with it still in our lips. Do our souls implode from the pressure of truth's light? Or do our memories continue to exist surrounded by the shadows cast by the unsaid truths?
ReplyDeleteI love this truth Sumana....we do hide from the truth and push it into the future when the future could be upon us...and is!
ReplyDeleteDonna@LivingFromHappiness
We have a planet in denial.........sigh......a thought-provoking poem, Sumana.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful truth here... sad yet exhilarating all at once. Thank you for this!
ReplyDeletephilosophical and lovely
ReplyDelete:)
powerful!
ReplyDeleteI find some of my best images groping in the bin! ;)
ReplyDeleteI believe the truth will continues its way through others hearts...
ReplyDeleteProfound and beautiful :) Loved reading it <3
ReplyDeleteSigh...a wise poem.
ReplyDeleteI like this so much Sumana. I haven't been able to write something for Sanaa for lack of imagination. You may have inspired my mind to come up with something.
ReplyDeleteyes!
ReplyDeleteZQ
"We amass Shadows In the twilight hours"
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful.
The "Future bin" pulled me up short with its reality. Beautiful and thought provoking,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
The imagery of dumping today's truth in a future bin....so compelling!
ReplyDeleteThis piece definitely gives one pause, because yes, "The world will slip away one day" - that inevitability bears reflection.
ReplyDeleteyou have spoken the truth Sumana so succinctly
ReplyDeleteThe deepest truth expressed so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful reflection, Sumana!
ReplyDeleteSumana,
ReplyDeleteThere's a strong sense of putting off the moment the truth has to be dealt with these days. Leave it for another generation to ponder..A superb poem of meaning..
Eileen
Even if the planet was not being destroyed by climate change and exploitation of resources it is finite.We know it will all end.We are hastening its demise...a simple truth.It is our progeny who will be affected more than us. Truth is not arrived at by miraculous discovery....it is an ongoing thought process delving into the mysteries through contemplation and meditation which provide no concrete answers....just glimmers of revelation.
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