Words echo through
Ear piercing silence as
Secrets hide under
Blankets of truth
Moments ignite, rise
Only to fall like wasted air
Dancing on deaf ears
Jabbing at hearts
For various reasons
Known and unknown
But we fill our stomachs
And cordially consume
All that is placed in front of us
Still craving for all that is not
Funny however much we have, we can sill crave for those things we don’t yet own, have, possess. Perhaps there’s something for me to learn expressed in your cool poem today.
I think it lies in your own interpretation. Thanks for dropping in, jack. 🙂
The craving for more is the bane of our existence.
I agree when it comes to material gains. When we seek to gain more meaningful things such as healthy relationships, joy, communication, love, peace, etc.the benefits go beyond our own needs. That can be wonderful. 🙂
Happy New Year, Gretchen!
love the line “secrets hide under blankets of truth!
🙂 Thanks Candy