Featured Review on this writing by Betty Caprelli


At night, sometimes I wonder

How alone we truly are

Or if we're truly that

One in a million odds

 

At night, at look at the stars

And think of all the possibilities

The odds we've favored

And what others favor them

 

Sometimes I look to the stars

And wonder if we'll see beyond that

Beyond what we've been given

 

Or if we'll meet the dusts we came from

Trying to gain a fruitless understanding

Of what we can't understand


Submitted: March 09, 2023

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Betty Caprelli

I like the line "the dusts we came from". You are wondering about what's to come after this life but you are not going to dwell on it. Because we can't really understand anyway. Lovely work

Mon, February 24th, 2025 2:27pm

Sohaaaaaaaaaail

This poem is one of those types of poems that whilst reading it, it makes you think deeply. It takes you into a place where you actually assess your own life. Very few poems can do that and THIS is one of them! Well done.

P.s. Be sure to check out some of my stuff. I have two books posted. All feedback is welcome and appreciated.

- Sohail

Thu, February 27th, 2025 4:15pm

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