You make me wish
The world were flat
And you were sailing
In a boat toward its end
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You make me wish
The world were flat
And you were sailing
In a boat toward its end
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
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Benjamin Grossman 
Hmmm…?
I think that was my word when I wrote this. Thanks reading 🙂
Lol. You are welcome.
This is really interesting, I’m trying to figure out the meaning. If the world was flat, then wouldn’t it be possible to fall off the edge and fall into outer space? But maybe space has all the possibilities we would’ve never dreamed of, trapped on this Earth. Either way, I really love this! 🙌
Exactly, you might fall right off the map, maybe even into the vast blackness of space. But, in the end, you must wish everyone heaven. I wish everyone to heaven. Be safe! Have a great Tuesday!
That’s so true, but honestly, only pure-hearted people actually do wish everyone well. Glad you do! You too! 🙂
Ouch
Yes, ouch. But the bigger ouch was getting to the point where these words came out. I still can’t really find an adequate cure for the heartbreak of love. But maybe the cure is the poison. Only love can cure the distress of love. Be safe! Thanks for commenting.
haha hmm I’m not sure. Keeping yourself busy is probably the best cure
It could be so. I think that does work on heartbreak. But I’m unsure about true heartbreak. However, these things are different for every person. We all share the same feelings, but do any of us feel them completely the same? We all smell and taste a little differently, and feelings might be the same way. But keeping busy is good advice. There is always a danger in idleness. Thanks for all your thoughts!
Emotions are powerful. You can’t underestimate the power of feelings.
Someone you don’t like much or has hurt you? Sorry to hear.
Someone(s) that hurt me emotionally, but it’s not really about any one person, per se. And, this is all feelings from the past. Yet some of these never leave us if we are hurt deep enough. Yet, luckily new people come into our lives and we almost forget the old ones ever did anything to us to begin with. Almost. Thanks for reading. Always appreciate you taking the time to read my work!
When they sailed away from us, they thought there was that endless horizon. And then they realised they stopped
And then they realised they were stopped by natural course. It was inevitable that they ceased what they set out to do. Sometimes they may looked back to us (one of their past resting ports)…
Maybe we should’ve collaborated on this one. The story would’ve had an alternate form. Thanks for sharing. Always love to read anything you write!
Wow… sounds like a death wish upon someone, and/or upon your muse. Jarring to read… cleverly nasty, if I have interpreted it right (though I’ve been wrong before, so please forgive me, if that is the case here…). You do continue to communicate a lot, in very few words! And to be able to create beautiful and/or meaningful things, I believe we have to process a lot of dark feelings. Kudos for revealing the truth of yours, I suppose, hurtful as the words may be to someone (and/or many) who read/s them, but then, that’s on us. We all have choices in what we read. :)) I’m sure an equal many may be able to perfectly relate, and perhaps even find comfort in them. I hope all is well, Benjamin. Always happy to see you around WP… sending hug.
This does have the function of a confessional poem, which would, at its core, say something that you perhaps shouldn’t say and only put in your diary. But, no, no, no! Definitely not a death wish upon my muse. I usually like for things to stand on their own without much interpretation. But I wouldn’t put a death wish on anyone. And, certainly never my muse. She is without using flattery: heaven on Earth, and the kind of person that you would want to pull your teeth out if it ever came to that, or raise and watch over your kids, and if you ever met her you might want to get pom-poms out and cheer her on with a series of “rah, rah, rahs”. I fully believe my muse is the love of my life and always will be. So, no, definitely not saying that. But thanks for reading and commenting. And I’m sure we’ve all felt this way at one time or another. But in the end let’s always wish everyone the best!
Shall we write an essay about the layers of emotions in this? An interesting piece from you for sure Ben, exploring different emotions, painful memories and expressing them powerfully.
Haha. We could. But I kinda liked our first essay; I think we shouldn’t take the chance of a messing up a good thing. But I don’t know they do say twice is nice or something like that. Thanks for reading and commenting!
Haha! 😆 I absolutely agree.
You’re welcome 🙂
Brilliant 👍🖤
Thanks!
You’re welcome 👍🖤
Cryptic
A bit so. Thanks for noticing!
This one is really interesting…really different from all your other pieces. Hmm.
Thanks. You’re right.
Don’t drop off when you get to the end 😁
Exactly. 🙂
I am not quite sure what to say, so I better say nothing.
Anyway, thank you.
Joanna
Haha. Thanks for leaving your thoughts.
What a wish for someone😬👌