Image: Buried without Recourse (here)
immersed right up her neck
not an even chance
life's problems clinging
on to her tenaciously
they were not about to leave
she wanted to know why
which could lead to
knowing the reasons
was it a karmic curse
meted for an earlier poem?
(44 words)
Nekneeraj's at MLMM's Photo Challenge #199
Victoria's at d'Verse's Quadrille Monday
- poem one for me
"...immersed right up to her neck..." Wow. I always wonder about that. Perhaps it is, "a karmic curse," from another poem!
ReplyDeleteOur main reasons to know why I think come from life's problems. Interesting that the reason could have been an earlier poem.
ReplyDeleteIs there ever a good reason you might ask youself
ReplyDeleteWe can all start asking as it piles up and up and up.
ReplyDeleteLife's problems can leave you feeling buried. Ugh.
ReplyDeleteLife's problem certainly can build up, making you feel like you're drowning...
ReplyDeleteThe age-old question .. why do bad things happen to good people?. I've given a lot of thought to karma. It seems to make sense.
ReplyDeleteI like the metaphor of poem for life.
ReplyDelete~Imelda