Purification

You arrive to sense my cupellation.

Unbeautiful, the refinement’s scheme.

 Throes of intensity, burn flames against me.

Slow the heat to rise brings frightful element’s decree.

Muck and mire removed heat’s linger abundance brings.

Passing of time with each deductions sweep.

Blackness, the smoke of mire's death

Outermost all to survey.

Until the moment attains

Purity lastly in liberty.

Closer you loom to abider’s identity.

You look and all you see…

 

 Is you.

Reviews

[MAC]

even blows me away the second time through....amazing write

[Liderien]

Really? Tell me what you think it means?

[MAC]

really but i have no idea what it means only what it means to me. only you probably know its meaning. to me it compares a life to to process of refining precious metal. the metal is found in buried in earth, pushed through a torturing process that is unbearable. after all that our pureness shines through. when you are looking at the finished product you really have no idea the hell it went through to get to that. anyway to me this poem is we are all rough and the hardness of life only makes us beautiful. that is why i love this piece because of what it says to me

[Liderien]

yo uhave hit it. The purification of the trials of this life, to remove the selfish sins for lack of a better term. So many people have commented that this is about a mirror, but it goes much deeper than that, as we grow and remove the "bad" things in our minds and psychy, we can only be a reflection of those who look upon us. I'm glad you find something out of my writing. I have thought about never writing again. But comments like yours give s me courage to fight the complacent and continue on if one for one. Thank you!

[MAC]

one rule of writing poetry, write for you and your peace of mind. people will draw from it and filtered it through their own life and that is a good thing that our poetry touches them personally. dont't quit you rock!

[Liderien]

I shall copy and paste a new writing. But my writings are always "dark" as many say about me. Meloncoly I call it with some sanguine at times, but only in person...lol! Thank you so much for making my day, to see beyond my looks or my station and see my writing. It means the world.

[The Nude Writer]

Wonderful writing :)

[junaid altaf]

the concept is influencive............

[MAC]

this is so well written. the piece unfolds perfectly.

[Liderien]

thank you

[Jordan's Back]

This is an Epic piece of the struggle for inner self, their is only one word to describe this piece... Marvelous!

[Liderien]

Thank you so much

[frivolous treasures]

So many clouded mirrors in life, wheres the Windex?? lol
this was a beautifully rendered poem, i love the way you penned it.

"muck and mire removed heat's linger abundance brings
passing of time with each deductions sweep"

Very well written and deep... I really enjoyed this poem... Maika'i no!!

[Liderien]

Thank you so much

[frivolous treasures]

You're very welcome :)

[Kaylor Mason]

Purify thyself before the mirror . . . . in my experience, the mirror is nearly always clouded by our own mild delusions and perceptions, and no reflection is ever really real . . . until Death comes, and the great reckoning follows . . . all your sins laid bare, your darkest shadows brought screaming into the light; that's when the blood really hits the fan

[Pax]

the purification of thy self...very good. i like it.