I’m overwhelmed;
Every movement
A form of sleep,
Reality,
Some infinite being,
All of this
Invisible, all, in fact,
Nonexistent.
©Aaysid
Blackout Poetry – IV
I’m overwhelmed;
Every movement
A form of sleep,
Reality,
Some infinite being,
All of this
Invisible, all, in fact,
Nonexistent.
©Aaysid
Outrageously Erratic 
Outstanding poetic creation, Aaysid! Feeling overwhelmed isn’t cool, but this blackout poem is. 👏🏻
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Thank you, Michele. I am glad that you liked it. 😊
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You are welcome, Aaysid. Your poems are a treat!
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Amazing piece, Aaysid. Love it!💕
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Thank you, dear Grace.😊
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My pleasure 💕
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good ❤️❤️
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Thank you. 😊
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Spot on Aaysid, take care of you, being overwhelmed is exhausting. Hugs, C
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Thank you so much, Cheryl. I will. 😊
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It does seem that way sometimes. Enlightening! 🙂
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😊😊
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That’s fabulously written! Loved it💕
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Thank you, dear Jan. 😊
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The existence of nonexistence. Brilliant poem, Aaysid.
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Thank you so much, Jeff.😊
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I understand the sensation of becoming overwhelmed. Introverts tend to go through this far too often. “Checking out” for a while to recharge in silence does feel sort of like a dream at times. This is a really effective piece, Aaysid, and it inspires some deep reflection. I love your poetry! 🙂
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Thank you so much, Mike, for your kindness and generosity.😊
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One amazing black out piece my friend. Hope the lights come on soon! 💕👏
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That’s so sweet of you, dear Cindy. Thank you so much.😊💕
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it’s sooo true!! 💖💖💖 Thanks so much!! 💖
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