My Season of Enlightenment

Pain has an element of darkness

That cancels out itself

In the face of mutual collectivism.

I took all my sufferings as my pay

For the solemn contract of a hard life

I took at as a gift,a privilege to suffer

There wasn't a day I took it for granted

Failure has no future but resurrection

It walks like a transplanted canvas

 

Somewhere down the silent road

of my new ways of shining alive

I felt myself alone, in nature’s dining-room

The birds and the songs I often shared, the crumbs

 

And when turning, hungry and alone

I felt the faith of trembling noons

And years that raced, like a hungry curiosity

As my feet touched the sea of bronze

With the copper red glimmer of my eyes

I traced back my individuality of stone 

So here I stand,enlightened with pain 

Back to the form, who cannot die of light

Back to the season, the season I was born. 

Reviews

[Annie S]

Beautiful!! the way you started it and ended completely interest the readers :)

[Prritiy]

I felt myself alone, in nature’s dining-room
what an imagination

So here I stand,enlightened with pain
yeah pain numbs but at times brings in realization and strength too.

nice one

best wishes

[moog-drika]

'I felt myself alone, in nature’s dining-room'
i really loved this line.. it's a wow poetry..
the title is beautiful so is your write..
and the last stanza was strong.. :)

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

So here I stand,enlightened with pain
Back to the form, who cannot die of light
Back to the season, the season I was born.

Lovely stanza.. :) Especially the "enlightened with pain" part. :)

[gombeggar]

I took at as a gift,a privilege to suffer ...a confusing line

I felt myself alone, in nature’s dining-room ...a very clever line

a very mixed bag with some wonderful lines

[Dr. Wood ?]

hard work is its own reward....Great poem my friend