Bizarre World
Is This World Really Real Or Just An Illusion
Friends become Enemies
Enemies become Friends
One minute you feel the Pain
The pain become dull, you forget about it
Until, you cannot do what you used to do.
Everything seem Surreal
When will we wake up in the real World ?
What is the real world?
Why do some people used treachery
and get others involved in it?
I guess life will be boring.
I rather it be boring than,
Chaotic
Who can you trust?
Religion is only as good if people fallow or abide it’s good teachings
Some people want to have their own interpretation on good and evil
The elephant is always in the room
Is the elephant in control or someone else?
Are we just victim puppets
I see why Pinocchio lie so he can survive
Why can the truth make everyone survive?
Tired, try to rest but when does the great circumstance stay
So there is always stability
What’s fake or real
No one knows anymore
So I write to try to get a clear perception of this world
Where do I stand if this world is not real.
Solitude or Isolation
What’s the difference
Does it really matter
Discussion become an argument
If you don’t know Love
Why do I say just love
You avoid drama but someone will try to suck you in
Solitude or Isolation
No one is island
It does not substain itself alone
It even need the water that surrounds it
It needs the sun that’s above it
Turn to the source so you can survive
This surreal world.
About the Creator
Mariann Carroll
Proactive for positive change.Born in the City of Chicago ,Illinois.
Multi race .Studied in a foreign country .Fluent in several languages .
fascinated by diversity.A Romantic and a dreamer.Interest in healthy living
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Comments (6)
My money's on "computer simulation" 😁
The old curse: May you live in interesting times. Of course, it is those interesting times by which love's true measure is tested, as are the limits of our grace (if there be any). I hope this doesn't mean more ex drama. How long until there's a final decision?
Gosh this hit me so hard! I too rather it be boring than chaotic. Your poem was so powerful! Very well done!
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Wow this is just the pure truth...
I love your ideas here in your free verse Mariann. Very philosophical. ☺️