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Published: 2012-04-28 02:25:14 +0000 UTC; Views: 140; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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What can I see?Nowhere
That's where I am
Nothing but grey in the sky
With an exhausted, hollow house
Memories and saddness flood in
Through the shattered eyes
It devours the empty world
It's a sort of paradise
That echoes through my mind
A strange obscurity
It is empty
This cloudy, desolate haven needs life
Or at least some sunshine
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This is interesting. Please forgive me as I overanalyze.
You are saying, I believe, that a haven is a dull, boring, grayscale place. It may be safe, 'a sort of paradise,' but it is 'empty,' 'hollow.' Safety requires routine and standards, uniformity and stability. Life, however, requires change, stimulation, 'Or at least some sunshine' to alter the constant gray. Some variable to keep it interesting. Thus a contented life cannot be entirely safe, and a safe life cannot be entirely contented.
Sorry if I have incorrectly interpreted your poem. It has made me pensive. Well done.
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Well, I never actually thought of it that way, but it's a great interpretation.
This haven is kind of peaceful, like a paradise, but it's hollow and grey and this person wants life in it or at least some sunshine to bring out some happiness.
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