Purpose

A Poem by danalyn

That is the point right?

“Point of what?”

Point of life

“And that is?”

To love so much

That it rivals death’s own

To love so much

That once this pain passes

And death swallows you whole,

Your love is taken from wounded fingers, bleeding knuckles

And planted upon this damp Earth

For it to continue on such dead, beating hearts

© 2023 danalyn

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The_Ancient_Rock

continue on such dead, beating hearts

Damn this crap...

Not your poem...

Your poetry is very good...

Posted 2 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

2 Years Ago

haha thank you sm!!!

2 Years Ago

You are most welcome!!!

;)

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Added on May 6, 2023
Last Updated on May 6, 2023

Author

danalyn

Manila, Philippines

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I usually write poetry that is part of a developing poetry book that would most likely not be published haha. Thank you for criticisms and comments! more..