Confusion

the confusion of life, can be all too consuming

 

Confusion

 

By: Lalli

 

 

There are reoccurring moments in our lives when we experience a state of confusion

A mental illusion eluding the truth from our minds

We try to find a solid thought to grasp

Instead we get caught, entangled in an even larger web of delusion

The more we fuss, the less we trust and faith escapes

We become an arachnid's bait

Introducing us to a potently induced injection of frustration

As the bitten poison circulates our veins

It's an intrusion that breaks the strengthened gates to our brains

Flooding hallucinations

Cause sanity to drift off with black sails over the horizon

We are then left in the darkness of isolation

Only to float lonely through the space of an unfamiliar place

As we face our deepest fears lurking in the shadows of fate

Trembling from an uncertainty of the unknown

Hesitant of making decisions with no control

Embarrassed by the nakedness of being vulnerable

and humbled by the loss of hope

So we relocate to dwell in the cave of insanity

Making the situation worse from our Impatient need to understand

In a time when we are far from ready to comprehend

Since it seems that clarity is not meant to be till after the conclusion of disparity

When the fields are cleared of visual obstructions and all can be seen

As the obstacles of adversity are over come and opportunity is waiting

But what do we do till then?

Until the light is revealed from behind nimbostratus clouds

When we are aimlessly walking amongst the crowds making u-turn turn-a-rounds

Never set in one direction, bouncing off human bumpers of deflection

When we are deeply lost in the seas of self reflection

Drowning in the sorrows of pity

Wallowing in the shallow depths of misery

Distracted by the sentimentality of our pride

We begin visually interpreting through two eyes out of focus

Blurred in the midst of reality

Convinced that we’ve hit rock bottom

Deceiving the truth

Perceiving only anguish

Forgetting to cherish that we have 10 fingers and 10 toes

Unless you don’t have all of those at least you can say you still have your soul

That why its suggested to take each step one after the other down a straight line

Because each day will bring you closer to the light shining down on good times

Remember that strengthened character will be built

Hope will come

Followed by the wisdom from experience

That the answer to your diluted thoughts will be shared

And what once seemed monumental will seem trivially clear

Since theres a storm for every season

A reason behind every treason

So quit worrying about having mixed emotions and erratic thoughts

Eliminate the anxiety that you’ve caused

Live your life to the fullest from dusk till dawn

Because its ok, sometimes we’re wrong

So why keep guessing in efforts to be right

Swallow your pride, take a risk to enjoy the ride

And sit unrestricted in this rollercoaster...

We call life

 

 

Author's Note

I had a long deep conversation with my room mate last night... since this seems to be where i'm at in my life. It was eye opening, and today i awoke with a renewed purpose and understanding to the day

Reviews

[Dani California]

Incredible insight.. journey...
into the human mind, emotion..

And it is all so confusing,
yet so unbelievably simple at the same time.

We make it complicated...

Personally, I think I'm bordering
insanity lately...
But then, what is insanity,
really?


"When we aimlessly walk amongst the crowds making u-turn turn-a-rounds
Never set in one direction, bouncing off human bumpers of deflection
When we are lost deeply in the seas of self reflection
Drowning in the sorrows of pity.."

Drum roll......

"Quit worrying about having mixed emotions and erratic thoughts
Eliminate the anxiety you've caused
Live your life to the fullest from dusk till dawn
Because its ok, sometimes we're wrong...."

Thank you!

Your work always inspires me Lalli...
And your attitude toward life, despite
troubles sets an awesome example for
others.... :)

Awesome work!!

(and I said I wasn't going to read
anything deep today.... lol
I'm glad I did... this one was
well worth it!)

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Great poem Lalli, confusion must admit seems extreeme, and filled with upheaved emotion, :)
---mishel

[Christopher 'Windstorm'..]

wow speechless... this an awsome poem thanks for sharing!

[Frank Terino]

This poem comes to life in the mind and awakens the senses, it leaves the heart with a feeling of added
knowledge and the insightful nature flows with truth and sincere depth, a very enjoyable reading, thanks!

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

An exellent write. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[A.r. Bazian]

i loved it, very deep and inspiring!
some notes based on PERSONAL opinions and thoughts, its all me, nothing that should or must be done, this is what i think, nothing more, nor less:

1- a point of contrast, the suggestion of a tunnel as the pathway of our lives, and the opportunity at the end, contrasts a bit waiting for the sun to shine from behind the clouds, to relavent but maybe dont work well together! unless of course ur lost INSIDE the tunnel, but then again, u dont expect to see th sun from the tunnel, the rest works out with both concepts, choose one and omit the other! of course u can get the philosophical argument and point i'm throwing at... right?

2- i LOVED becoz its ok, sometimes we're wrong!
i loved this line, amongst many deep lines and suggestions, the way this flowed, perfect!

keep ot up mate!

[Helena]

Beautiful poetry my friend. Deep thoughts, with clarity shining through.
Many lovely stanzas, flowing on to the next. I loved the ending, in
fact I loved everything about this wonderful piece of writing.
Bravo!

Helena

[Dead Angel]

very intriguing and insightful!!! how easy the most simpliest things can be the most complicated and its only so bc we make it so. very well written and like you said, it was an eye opener! how we walk through life aimlessly trying to stick with the status quo instead of bursting out of that and creating our own. the mind is still the most confusing place to be in, yet we can't ever leave there. very well done here lalli, really enjoyable :D

[penloverfool]

yes we are human, we have mind and soul; yet we are not perfect. and because of that imperfection, i believe that we are entitled to be confused and commit mistakes from time to time, but not all the time because the latter is already a sin or addiction. nevertheless, if we dig deeper, sometimes we notice that confusion is actually a good form of calisthenics for our bored consciousness that will eventually bring out enlightenment from the somewhat unbearable ennui.

very philosophical, great work!

[Bennett Logan]

Again, I can hear the spoken word rhythm/cadence in this piece. You have a very clear and distinct narrative voice. It's fluid and open and makes me think of freedom and possibilites. Not bad at all. As I said in a previous review, it's so easy to get caught up in the numbness of every day but you've managed to successfully speak out against it in a style uniquely your own. Once again, not bad at all. Keep up the good work, sir.

[Rick Puetter]

Dear Lalli,

There are some problems in the beginning of the poem, but it ends incredibly strong. So it seems to me that the beginning may not have had as much work. So let me point out some of the weaknesses that I see, and then congratulate you on a very strong ending.

So here are the comments.

I continue to be "confused" by many of your words. For example, at the start, the line "Awwww� the state of confusion / A mental delusion eluding the truth from our minds", gives me problems right away. Why, for example, is "confusion A mental delusion"? Surely you must agree that some people must suffer confusion and are not be deluded that they are confused. Confusion happens to me quite frequently and I am truly confused. There is no "delusion" about the confusion.

A few lines down we find: "As the poison circulates our veins / It's an intrusion breaking the strengthened gates to our brains". Now I assume the "poison" is confusion, but what are these "strengthened gates to our brains"? What is strenghtening the gates and why are they strengthened?

Then there is "Sanity drifts off with the black sail over the horizon". What is the "black sail"? I certainly don't know. Am I simply out of touch? It sounds like we should know what this means. If you said "Sanity drifts off with black sails over the horizon", then I'd attribute the sail to a dark mood, or something like that. But says "the black sail", so it seems to me you have something very specific in mind, a particular "dark sail", and I simply don't get it. Again, perhaps I'm out of touch.

A few lines down again we find "Making the situation worse from our need to impatiently understand", this is a split infintive, of course, but being raised in the mid-west, I like split infinitives. So that doesn't bother me so much. What is disturbing is "our need to impatiently understand". Now I can relate to a need to understand, but "to impatiently understand"? I'd rather do away with the impatience. I have no need for it. I do have a "need to understand", though. Perhaps you meant "an impatient need to understand".

Then we have "clarity is not meant to be till after the conclusion of disparity". Disparity with what? What needs to be all equal before we can understand things?

"As the obstacles of adversity are over come". "over come" should be one word. There are a few other mistakes along similar lines as well.

Then from "Until the light is revealed..." until the end of the poem is very nice indeed. I especially like

"So why keep guessing in efforts to be right
Swallow your pride, take a risk to enjoy the ride"

This shows you have a deep understanding of people.

So what's my conclusion? You have a strong ability to write excellent poetry and you have a wonderful understanding of people. Some of the material at the beginning needs work. I'm not a particular fan of "Rap"-style poetry, but that's a matter of taste. It doesn't mean the message can't be important and well executed like it is at the end of the poem.

Best regards,

Rick