What of the world?
What of meaning?
What of drive?
What of purpose?
What of thinking?
What of knowledge?
What of pain?
What of bliss?
What of emotion?
What of desire?
What of hunger?
What of satisfaction?
What of strife?
What of confusion?
What of knowing?
What of existence?
What of fiction?
What of reality?
What of breath?
What of peace?
What of war?
What of love?
What of hope?
What of hate?
What of kindness?
What of all these things
If the world itself is in question?
As we are, should we question it?
If it is or isn't? If it was or never will be?
Must our curiosity drive us to know?
What of it?
-Alice Calbri
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Poetry of Alice Calbri
ŞiirThis is just a book of random poems that I write! (And I might post some on here that my friends have written as well.) Some of them talking about inspirational matters, others touching on details about some things that you might relate to, and othe...
