Poemattic: Poetry and Art for the Soul

Found Poem #2

 

In a blink

Death comes disguised as sleep

Clouds fill up the sky

Because they mourn and want to cry

 

The unreal is more powerful than the real

Some say the real is so much more

What is real?

How can we be sure?

Is it only what we feel?

 

But at some point

We realize our journey must end

We must leave our families and our friends

No more pretend

We have got to get out of this place

And leave some space

For a new soul

We will recognize the moment.

 

The Light shines through a prism

separating into a rainbow of colors

vibrant, pure: yellow, red, green,

blue colors blending with others to produce a world of many hues
Life rebounds!

 

 

 

Attributions

Venkat – https://poetscornerblog.wordpress.com/

Chuck Palahniuk

The Immortal Jukebox

Source of Inspiration – https://patcegan.wordpress.com/