He thinks hard at
all he sees
Taking in all as
he breathes
Wondering what’s
missing from his life
Where does the truth
start ending all the lies
He’s surrounded by
empty things
No real happiness
do they bring
Empty shells these
soulless objects
That mirror humanity
to put into context
So many things
attached to is he
For human contact
is no more to be
Emotional embracement
to all that matters
Is far from us all
as finances batter
Lost our way he
thinks ever so sad
Emptiness in us all
wanting more so bad
Dust gatherers gather
dust
TV and radio test our
trust
But our emotional well-being
is deteriorating fast
Leaving this emptiness
with us to the very last
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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Really good poetry! Really like the restrained use of rhyme, helps to emphasise the stanzas!
Bless you, thanks for that.
Definitely my pleasure!