“Buried Alive” (Poem)

26 Dec

Buried alive, I love it
afraid, I’ve turned into
an undertaken workaholic
burned out, I am not
I want it, near, close
the light I see
I can’t be far from it
in time, I breathe, above I see
rows of long lasting blossomed trees
bear of overworked matured seeds
seams to seem
  it was all meant to be

A depiction of how I often see life: past, present, and future in a short poem.  I titled it ‘Buried Alive’ for many reasons, but I’m leaving it up for interpretation. It may have more than one meaning and open to different conclusions.

Photo By: Miiicha & Neruda

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4 Responses to ““Buried Alive” (Poem)”

  1. Janice J. Cunningham March 7, 2014 at 5:44 AM #

    So beautiful. I so relate. Thanks for the Twitter follow. My pleasure. ❤ Janice

  2. geekkat July 3, 2014 at 2:41 PM #

    I like this!! Can be interpeted a lot of different ways. Thanks for sharing 🙂

  3. BADRINARAYANAN July 31, 2014 at 9:58 AM #


  4. theflashfictionshow April 6, 2015 at 6:26 AM #

    Our fears should be buried while our hopes should be kept alive. Though sometimes in life, it all may seem lost and buried but we are the only one who can keep the light we see burning. Very deep. First time I read it, it seemed like an invasion.

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