The Lost Thread


So you don’t feel you’re
Of much use to anyone?
And if so … then what?

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on May 25, 2015, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. Too many people give up. There’s always something we can contribute – if only to just spread love through our thoughts. (And maybe a poem now and then. πŸ™‚ )

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  2. Haha, sounds like something I’d come up with, or here’s my version: cut the drama. If you’re fixated on one concept (I’m no good! No use! What is my purpose? What am I living for?), “You gotta lively up yourself, don’t be no drag,” as Bob Marley invokes. Wake up your mind. There’s always a way out of the box. Always. The fun is in getting there. Rarely are humans satisfied for long upon arrival.

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    Remember the look
    Someone special is smiling
    Do they see me here?

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    You’re no soloist
    But a complete orchestra
    And the conductor!

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