Packing Stuff

[windycopse]

we are Hungry, 
creatures collecting
without stopping -

each item like sand
filling holes in souls

years pass.

who was I to buy this?
what possessed me?

never needed it anyway.

like heartbreak, like gloom, like egos
we grasp, accumulate

never needed it anyway.

Comments

[windycopse]

absolutely, and the very act of hoarding brings discomfort, while the objects we hoard are also hurtful. sigh.

[everyman_tales]

beautiful poem :)

[windycopse]

takes a beautiful person to see beauty.

[fearful_angel]

Ahhh yes, poetry. *shivers* Love it!

Fast becoming a favourite journal of mine!

poetry on the go

[windycopse]

Thanks, you're very kind. Poetry helps me say much in a short time. Blessings.