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Weep, The Pages

Creation As Solace?

By YonathanJPublished 8 months ago 1 min read
Weep, The Pages
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Is the statue hidden in the marble?

Are there ideas, buried within my mind?

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Strange, how simple life can be

I awake; I create. I daydream, contemplate.

In blissful solitude, yet surrounding me,

a thousand ideas, yearning to become.

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''Creativity is existentialism''

Witness, the ink of my soul!

Behold, undeniable proof, I am here.

Weep, as the pages burn in the brazier of time,

unseen and vain, nonsense and rain.

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very much akin to a dance, a quiet celebration,

an ebullition, a spectacle by and for one self-

One self? The pages, witness to ideas and less than ideas

Weep, the pages, scratches of the mind, proof, yes!

Undeniable proof, yes

Weep the pages-

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About the Creator

YonathanJ

I've been an avid reader for as long as I remember, and a writer since childhood. Crafting stories fascinate me. I write to share my outlook on life, that is often taken too seriously. Hope you enjoy my writings

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