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Forgotten Poem

ft. Confessions of a Park Poet

By Ruben De EscapadoPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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FORGOTTEN POEM

This poem is not coming to me.

It was a fantastic idea.

Life-changing,

Timeline-altering idea.

I thought of it while

Running by a still lake.

It was something about loneliness.

How still water makes it bearable.

There is still water in love.

And loneliness when running.

Not always physical.

But running towards.

Or running from.

It was a good poem.

That I am sure of.

If only I could remember.

I thought of it while

Staring at a mountain.

It was something about…

Patience

Pressure.

How mountains are patient under infinity.

And the pressure of infinitely not existing.

Not always not existing.

But not not existing.

Or not existing.

It was a good poem.

That I am sure of.

If only I could remember.

I thought of it while

Walking through a cemetery.

It was something about a singular truth.

Could it exist?

How there is peace in death.

That chaos is a human invention.

Not always the only truth.

But running towards.

Or running from.

Not always the only truth.

But not not existing.

Or not existing.

It was a good poem.

That I am sure of.

If only I could remember.

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About the Creator

Ruben De Escapado

Most know me as a poet sitting on a park bench in Central Park. Writing poetry for strangers. Before that I lived a life and learned a few things. Now I listen to what the world had to teach others. Believe in yourself and be honest. Okay.

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