Lunatic

Wake up, darling

From this life written on draft.

The eyes are starving

But the soul remains trapped…

 

And on this path towards demise

That we achingly call life

It’s hard to see through the disguise

Of sweet promise on the tip of the knife

 

That drips and forms the river

That lavishly feeds the illusion

Of this draft, lacking in rigor

Inevitably reaching the occlusion;

 

And then in the last second

I realize I should write sometimes, not just read…

There is no better weapon

Than to think you’re awake while deep asleep…

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Falcon1]

Joyful and plenty full with words of understanding ones society blindness to the challenges of life.

[Ana B.]

thanks Falcon

[barleygirl]

As you might guess from my own straightforward writing, I sometimes don't follow nuanced writing very well, but I can still admire the way you select & combine words to convey assorted observations about life & living. Here's an example of how you use such originality in the way you state everyday ideas: "on this path towards demise that we achingly call life" . . . Great read!

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the sweet words barleygirl :)

[Petar Oklobdzija]

"I realize I should write sometimes, not just read…"
perfect. well done Ana.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Petar :)

[emmajoy]

' There is no better weapon
Than to think you’re awake while deep asleep… '

Perhaps that depends on who and where the sleep, its depth, its comfort.

Life, living it, can be a sweet illusion at times. maybe truths show themselves because of it; perhaps one learns whether with or without your 'darling' ?

Might have to come back to re-read and also, to listen to that video - is such a clever find.

[Ana B.]

haha, touche my friend. Sleep here means the sweet ignorant state until a turning point in life, when certain questions pop out all of a sudden, at least that is how it was for me. I certainly did without the darling part haha

Thank you for stopping by, Emma

[emmajoy]

Laughing over the 'without the darling part' Strange how minds can fly the same route!

read moreLaughing over the 'without the darling part' Strange how minds can fly the same route!

The music is hypnotic.. if i stayed to listen again, would doze nose to screen. Thought: is like being called into a different place.. perhaps that's why you chose it.. ?

[Ana B.]

haha, it's the universal tickle or so i've heard

[emmajoy]

Oh my! in ten characters.

[rowan.taylorrr]

I am In love with this piece. it's so realistic and can be read so many different ways

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much :)

[Giulia King]

Amazing poem, as always, Ana!

[Ana B.]

Thank you sweet Gullia :)

[sinNsincerity]

Indeed, I have fallen into this trap many times and sometimes I don't want to write at all. Superb write as always my dear friend.

[Ana B.]

Indeed i can relate. Thank you David :)

[WoodenChair]

you have good taste in music, it's always fitting but never too cliché or overpowering, it's like a marriage between poetry and music

[Ana B.]

interesting choice of words. I like it. Thank you :)

[Chris]

In the dream
are all our choices...
awake -
there are none.

Chris

[Ana B.]

:) that's why they say to live the dream...thanks for pausing Chris.

[Chris]

I A L W A Y S do Ana... you have that rare ability.

[The earth (Titan maphah..]

I can't say more than... I like it to the core

[Ana B.]

Thank you :)