Poems about Philosophy Archives - Page 9 of 9 - The Cracked Door

9/1/24 Haiku for the Day

There in the rubble
Of what I do not yet know,
I decide to sit.

Blast from the past:

Never look backwards.
The person you had just been
Faded into dark.

Greed is an illness
Anyone can drink from its
Degeneracy

Blast from the past:

The more I travel
The more I long for place
Ebbing waves return home

Never look backwards.
The person you had just met
Faded into dark.

Blast from the Past:

Nothing’s happening.
It’s just another day where
Nothing’s happening.