Unseen Reality

by Ocean Chant   Jan 20, 2021


The pitiful blossoming,
Unquenchably craved,
Feeds on inert self-love.

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  • 3 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Is the first line supposed to be "pitiful"? Unless you meant it to be "pitful", perhaps to indicate a small or almost imperceptible growth/blossoming? I took this piece as wanting to grow up, fully embracing ourselves, yet getting stuck. Working on self-love and having it be a cycle that we can't seem to put an end to. And the grapple with trying to cope with reality versus what we envisioned for ourselves. Wanting better, but not knowing how to enact that. Lots to be said in this short piece, well done!

    • 3 years ago

      by Ocean Chant

      It is pitiful indeed, thank you so much for noticing it! And for your kind words :)

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