Hunting Deliverance

Hunting Deliverance

A Poem by forfila
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I dont know????? If it makes any sense to you, can you please tell me... cheers:)

"

 

Traveling a path unlit, toward a goal unknown by senses

Walking in the dark of our own concerns, this darkness aknowledged by the worry our late awareness

Fog is casting this deceptive shimmer upon distances, only to turn them to uncertainties

Completion so dearly sought, though we become torn as we explore inside the depths of our sicknesses


 

Cradling our righteousness, in keeping sins discreet

Bleeding and aching for the souls right to breathe

Sowing means for eternity in this our flesh's time to be

This precious life of questioning, searching for the meanings and intent of all entities

Working within our essences, binding and founding our ethics and beliefs

Caught inbetween a need to act collectively, and the necessity to feed self

Millennia spent failing to adapt, thus the anchor that sees us trapped


 

Stepping forward and back across the line of yin and yang

The tides of you, of me and every heart to make a stand

Seen in black and white, each cursed by the choices we have

Victims to our each breath, inhaling to extend efforts upon our trail to see sense

Our wisdom oblivious to the all seeing divinity

Mixed arrogance with ignorance, absorbing our own knowledge to cause our own toxicity

Calling out why in numerical thought, while our spirit talks to infinity

Contradictions aboard ourselves, it is this which is stalling our deliverance.

 

 


 


 

Forfila

August

2008

© 2008 forfila


Author's Note

forfila
Any advice to make it more ledgible would be greatly appreciated :)

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it makes more sense that what you may think, Matthew. the path to righteosness and the devine is a long and hard road, given our weaknesses for not doing the right thing. our own arrogance and ignorance keeps us from seeing the true path.

being the flawed and imperfect creatures that we are, we are destined to make the same mistakes over and over again, for we do not seem to see what has been done in the past.

"Millennia spent failing to adapt, thus the anchor that sees us trapped"

this a very deep and thought provoking write...and you have done a good job as always, Matthew. we can discuss this later if you like, but i think that it's good as it is.

t a,

Amanda



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I love the intent of this poem. The third line-worry OF our late awareness-is a little more concise.Love the last line of the first stanza. In the last stanza, the last line might read better as-contradictions WITHIN ourselves, it is this which is stalling deliverance. Great write Matthew! Barbara

Posted 16 Years Ago


I think it is very legible and it is well spoken and spiritually spoken. why change it, uphold it.

great job. if you get a chance check out my featured. you may just like it's content. ;)

l8r g 8r
-DeAn

Posted 16 Years Ago


Wow. Very profound and most thought-provoking. Each line hungers to be devoured and I am drawn to so many that I cannot separate a single one without attaching another. The power with which you write always astounds me.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Beautiful.
I like the way you described the soul's path trough life, and its curse of seeking knowledge.

A.M.



Posted 16 Years Ago


it makes more sense that what you may think, Matthew. the path to righteosness and the devine is a long and hard road, given our weaknesses for not doing the right thing. our own arrogance and ignorance keeps us from seeing the true path.

being the flawed and imperfect creatures that we are, we are destined to make the same mistakes over and over again, for we do not seem to see what has been done in the past.

"Millennia spent failing to adapt, thus the anchor that sees us trapped"

this a very deep and thought provoking write...and you have done a good job as always, Matthew. we can discuss this later if you like, but i think that it's good as it is.

t a,

Amanda



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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