It Has All Been Written Already Poem by Julia Klimenova
It Has All Been Written Already
I hear the echoes of songs,
Collect the truths no one heeds.
I pick up signs, gather clues,
String them together like beads.
I travel through and beyond
The spaces conjured by thought,
Stand at the crossroads of times
And try each path, and what not.
So far and deep can I go
In search of my real self
To find it solved long ago
In this thin book on the shelf.
So many novels compress
All fates that one can conceive,
And if you want, you can read
The script of life that you live.
Everything has been written, everything has been said before. History repeats itself. But, the fun of life, and the fun of writting, is there is always a new way of perception. Julia- you are great! God bless you! a ten.
Words may have been written before, but nothing is ever really the same - just as the sun always rises and sets, there are subtle differences, different perceptions of what we already know. A thoughtful and reflective piece Julia, and like the other poems of yours I have read, beautifully composed. Warmest wishes, Justine.
A wonderful write Julia. What strikes me is your sense of understanding and composing. Definitely a masterpiece, just like the others. Love, N.D.
I like how you put this all together. Pleasant read. Sincerely, Connie Webb
'The script of life' is ever changing, or one hopes, and for the better, if one has the heart for it. Thought provoking and very 'you', this! Esther : ]
Awesome poem, Julia... very interesting and thought provoking! Brian
I'm not sure that I believe that one thin book upon a shelf can tell the story of yourself what you thought and what you felt or your favorite shade of blue, or what you brought to those whose stars led them into meeting you.
Similar thoughts have crossed my mind everytime I try to write something original. Still the talents I've found in poetry and life aren't always in the words, but the implications and impact they have on one anothers lives. I guess that I don't believe that we are here to repeat a previous journey of someone else, but to write our own story. You've certainly got the talent, keep up the good work, this was a beautiful piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Which is why I love reading, Julia. I see my humanity and ultimate destiny (death) in the lives of others. A rich and profound piece of writing. With warmth, Gina.