As The Blood Flows

The less I know, the more I am.
The less I see, the more I grow.

An empty cup left lonely
in an invisible room;
a room created by the
humility experienced
by its builder.

Once upon a time
the cup held stars of amber;
golden lights that shone
for all the jungle
to be.

Lies have overwhelmed
and so it sits empty;
deserted in the forest of
mockers who have
lost touch with
living.

The less I am, the more I become.
The less I say, the more I absorb.

Perspective is often
a planet of dissection;
where rambling
words are celebrated
in the cities of
surrender.

In a thought, with
nothing but a gesture;
I smash the cup.
Its' shards of glass
slipping carelessly
into the veins
of thinking.

The less I become, the more I am.
The less I share, the more I arrive.

Can you taste the
medication
that is defining me?

Reviews

[Manpreet]

An amazing poem. Look forward to read more of you.

[Aianarie (INACTIVE)]

Thought-provoking...this is a great write, a mystery...nice job! :)

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Lovely writing ! Keep it up! Do you read mine 2 She an Anguish!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Less is more.............or so they say. The less I say the more I absorb is the line that I kept going back to. I feel it is key to this entire wonderfully written piece.

[?]

Awesome.
Sometimes silence...quiteness...is the best thing. In our quiteness..stillness..our minds are allowed to grow. We are able to see and hear with our mind without speaking a word, sometimes we just need that.
If we put self out of the way, then the growth spiritaully can happen.
Not sure if I got this right, but this is what I came up with, lol
Thought provoking...deep

[Sarah]

lovey word choise it flows well.
lovely work

[Ruth]

Oh my! Hon, this is beautifully done! So much within the grasp and all of it balanced at the pinnacle, amazing! xoxo

[Walk away slow poet]

The less I am, the more I become.
The less I say, the more I absorb.

I really like this part, such a deep, emotional write. really like this I loved the ending.

[Tai Ryens]

I loved all the oxymoron's in this poem, they're perfectly set up. Each stanza had a certain sense of wisdom behind it, and I loved that fact. But it's not always the people who constantly think low of themselves that become more, it's not always the people who are silent that are the smartest. I loved this poem, it went deep. Keep up the great work!

[Coyote Poetry]

A lot of wisdom in this poem. Those who listen to other and know that each life is part of of life flow. No-one less or more needed. Humility is a great word. Allow us to understand who and what we are. I like the question at the end of this poem. Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote