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Labyrinth | Eliza Segiet

In the vortex of dance,
wandering in the labyrinth of time
she saw
the ephemerality of existence.
Today turns into yesterday
as in the Heraklite river
– fluid, smooth.
Although trees live longer than humans,
slouching between them
one can see the scattered dandelions.
And behind a tall wall of boxwood
there is everything
one cannot go back to.
Every ray of the sun
is a hope for existence,
even though
at some point it will
not allow for a gust of life.

Translated by Artur Komoter.

A Circle | Lucia Daramus

April 10, 2024 / Best Poetry / 21st century poets, deep poems about life, existence poems, modern poetry, philosophical poems / Leave a Comment

sheep are running, and running, and running
to the light bumps of the sun
which is falling down on the yellow-grass
nature is alive! Alive, alive , alive….
a woman is carrying a bottle of milk
she is thirsty , she is drinking
in her vein is dripping grapes of life from the milk
her eyes are spinning, and spinning, and spinning
offering a glass of milk is like a oxygen mouth
she says.
A golden rain is penetrating the earth
songbirds are flying on the field
a dog is barking to a child
with gold-silver in his hair under day light
this is life, yes, this is life!
but time is passing, and passing, and passing
away, far away –
tears in the black sky
an yellow leaf is dying on the tree branch
finally it is kissing a dead man
above life …..death
above death ….life
a circle –

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Secret Cemented Underworld | Rising of the Sun

April 8, 2024 / Best Poetry / 21st century poetry, existence poems, modern poets, secrets of the ages poems, stories poems / Leave a Comment

Our existence had been an escape.
Sefless and innocent we were.
We knew nothing but yawn .
Searching for suck to pin-point.
When we grew up.
We knew their had been a secret,
hidden from our prescence.
Maybe heavy for us to carry.
Engulfed with devil’s blood.
The tales from devil’s world.
There had been a secret before we was.
Secret of our generation.
The one as a master key to our future.
How to get to underworld?
With confusion bloodshot.
We haven’t unlock any.
Many journey to embark.
Many keys to open.
Many throb enstrangled.
Inside underworld lain black blood.
The race is tough but never be scared to hold to the end.
Our secrets was tied innocently in unknown far place.
No light for action.
No source of animal reaction.
Clumsy thoughts that play violently on our cloud.
Our minds emptied with free-fall erosion.
Awake, my soul!
Empty heart, rise to your feet to.
There is more in the cloud to see.

Grounded | Brian Rihlmann

February 19, 2024 / Best Poetry / contemporary poetry, existence poems, shadows poems, tumbleweed poems, wind poems / 2 Comments

The wind picked up
this afternoon,
swirling from the south,
and as I threw a bag of trash
into the dumpster outside the office
a tumbleweed came blowing by,
twirling and bouncing
through the parking lot,
it took flight
while its shadow
remained on the ground,
and I suddenly thought:
maybe without our shadows
tethering us to the earth
we would just float away
and disappear.

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My Immortal | Mehak Gupta Grover

January 11, 2024 / Best Poetry / 21st century poets, existence poems, poem about life, self-awareness poems, self-reflection poems / Leave a Comment

The allure of my existence,
the power of my nurturing,
my happiness, my chirpiness,
the reason of me- being me.

The affinity of my mother,
the propensity of my father,
the wanton mischief of my siblings,
the benevolence of My family.

Then, one day I had to furlough
for a new beginning.
Bequeathing behind my eternal part
the part that completed me.

Eventually, I somehow balanced
and evolved into a new identity.
Giving away my babyish persona
and turning into a noblewoman.

I accepted this mutation
of melancholy and jumbled emotions
that preceded my heart
to an obscure way.

I lead a blithesome excursion
of gaiety and benevolence.
Still, a fragment of me
seek for it’s fullness.

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After All | Debra Sasak Ross

December 29, 2023 / Best Poetry / being human poems, existence poems, modern poetry, nature poems, poem about life / Leave a Comment

The sun within the clouds are calming,
Unlike lightning in the sky which can be alarming.
The waves in the ocean are consuming,
While the stars in the sky remind me.
I’m only human.
After all.

Song of Existence | Khanjana Sarma

December 29, 2023 / Best Poetry / chaotic world poems, existence poems, modern poetry, poem about life, poem about self, poetry websites / Leave a Comment

Still
The water is dancing
In the eyes of the frozen fish

More the music twists up
Deeper the voice of absence

Sand slipping through fingers
Even the hour glasses remain empty

As the setting sun
Spreads it’s fire on water
The last winter leaf falls somewhere

And the silence of the cold grave
Mounts from the depth
Of the conch shells