im at an age where i dont have to hide my age,
out of societal shame or for societal praise
but the number feels as old as a twisted lemniscate,
and my pennyworth is nought but a vacant space
where prizes and praises are missing
from the shelves they're meant to populate;
so, i conjure up the whys of my existence
-always with gracious parental assistance-
and filled with the conviction of something
greater awaiting for me in the distance
and yet no vindication suffices,
however paramount or plain,
my purpose remains an uncharted domain.
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𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑
PoetryMy sixth poetry collection and the fifth one in English. The title was inspired by one of my favourite songs by singer Mitski, "Pearl Diver". Undefined poetry themes with existential undertones; unearthing the premature pearls of the human psyche an...
