A new philosophy for my life

[Karla Bardanza]

Heidegger, my love, tell me again
What existence is but a lot of pain...
Talk about the meaning of being
(Is there a meaning in life, in love,
In future, in temporality?)
Heidegger, my love, does death
Make any sense apart from keeping
Everybody tense?
Can you tell me if there is any possibiity
After a wreckage?
Do I have to go on standing here helplessly
For ages?
Heidegger, my love, i don’t want to think anymore.
From now on my mind and my heart i shall ignore.

Karla Bardanza

[apocalypticjay]

Heidegger, my love, i don’t want to think anymore

The whole poem really made me think and come to attention in my mind, such sadness but the line above, so many times I can relate to never wanting to think again, our heads can produce so many unflinching questions on exsitence and love and we are so feeble in our baring the answers, we hurt and hurt badly. A brilliant expressed piece of poetry Karla I really enjoyed it!

[Jamie~poetshare.forumotion.com]

Oh, Karla, this is so different from anything else of yours that I've read. Such a feeling of defeat . . . I get the sense of a woman standing at the side of her husband's casket, trying to make sense of it all. A gut-wrenching write.

[Karla Bardanza]

Thanks guys for your thoughtful comments.

[cinda]

Karla, Such depth of emotion and loss.
I have never read anything with such
raw feeling before. One can empathize
as they read the words, living with the author
the words themselves.