From Ignorance to refinement

Introspection stuff....

I am an ignorant person 

I trust blindness and silence

Yearning to be a prodigious scholar, 

To experience the awareness of the intellectualism

Of the highest order, to return to innocence.

The star of knowledge asks me to go

To the benefaction of the cyclic moon 

where I will learn the secrets of surrender

The self-oblivion of divorced selfdom

I try to encompass the flaring perception.

My spirit surrounds decadence

The identity of the integral, the fugue of time

All have mortal meanings

Taken from the aspect of all perspectives

From those fields that I know,intimately.

I try to learn the cosmic importance

Of tenderness, immeasurable empathy

My solitude only cares for that

In the brutality of life's  disarray, limited metaphors

Grinding oppositions, colossal repetitions.

 

Reviews

[Angeldust-magic]

I like the whole poem but one thing i think u could work on is the word layout and sentence structure, maybe you could of put your words in a different order the poem would have better flow and articulation to it. Also, our minds automatically reject any clashing word phrases, making it harder to understand and less appealing. But great job u have a good vocabulary

[Jazmen]

I really like the subject of this poem. The path to enlightenment of sorts is always the most beautiful thing to read about, and the awareness that you have of yourself and of your surroundings in this piece is refreshing to read. Keep writing. thanks for sharing.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

an orbiting star, perhaps speaks eloquently.....

[Manpreet]

Well penned piece!

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thanks :)

[being me]

your work displays a deeply insightful thought...and your vocabulary is amazing..great work

[AWickedMoon]

Great poem. :)

[Inda]

Honest and sharp, great job!

[stephen dillon]

great.

[Alexa Tasch]

A descriptive and beautiful poem you have here! Its very deep and the imagery is astounding!

[James William Dyer]

I like the depth of thought displayed. I didn't like the word "benefaction", it seemed to protrude. "The self-oblivion of divorced selfdom", this sounded awkward, just this line, the flow of the rest of the poem was fine. I did also think it needed a little bit more visual input for the reader to affix their mind to. Really enjoyed reading it.