Grieving To Heal

what may seem to be

for the expected good

may or may not be

 

let not all who live grieve

as one does

living each day to die

 

 

drip by drip i drain myself

for bit by bit i shatter myself

mourning the presence of

absences unkown afore drifting

in delirium in wonderment of

how much of one is left to atone

for the other to lie

to deceive by changing

to carelessly transform these

bloodless bones to stone

crashing against waves of sorrow

hoping once more to endure

 

to feel or not to feel

such is the dilemma

 

where once there bloomed life

now no soul dares tread nearby

only melancholy knocks

at rotting doors with locks

devoid of keys

buried away within

deep dead dreams of

long lost hopes which perhaps

the multitudes possess to

always have known better

yet on this deathless path of

eternity i shall crawl alone

 

 

let all who live heal

as one must

dying each day to live

 

what may seem to be

for the afeared worst

may or may not be

 

Reviews

[Mayank]

This is an insight, because we wait for the perfect moment and we wait for the perfect people to be around. Sometimes, we don't know what we are digging at, it could be mere bones or treasure. There is no way you can be sad, there is no way you can be perfectly happy. Merely, we are hanging in between because we can swing to the corner basis on our decision. Perhaps, this is how we fix things?

[Stonz P.]

Do we really ever fix things or just lay down or break out "another brick in the wall"? It's a wall without a limit, it's a road without an end (well except death, but that may well be another door)... a complex thing life and its subtleties!

I believe everything is necessary to experience something completely.
A deaf man can appreciate the beauty of the sunset but even he knows without his hearing, the experience is incomplete.

I am glad for your insights on the piece; thanks for the review, man.

[Dara]

Very insightful and thought provoking. It brings to mind the saying that refers to "instead of avoiding the thunderstorm we must learn to dance in the rain". Joy can be found in the most obscure places. Love this.

[Stonz P.]

That is a great saying. I had not heard of it but I think on the same lines.

Glad you like it.
Thank you for reviewing.

[Zahra]

drip by drip i drain myself
for bit by bit i shatter myself
mourning the presence of
absences unkown afore drifting
this is beautiful, very well penned.

[Stonz P.]

I am glad you like it; thank you for visiting :)

[fattycbreezy52]

To feel or not to feel is the only dilemma.Amazing.Need I say more?

[Stonz P.]

Thank you for reading and the review..

[MsJewel]

Wow...your words are quite intense...powerful..dark and yet..a breath of hope. Haunting I believe is the correct word and so very well written.

Julie

[Stonz P.]

I really appreciate your kind review.
Thank you for visiting Julie :)

[~]

I must say, you have given me a lot of insight on what goes on, within the head of a depressed person in a unique and poetic way, that reveals the ailing thoughts of alonement (sorry, made up words just fit better what i try to say :)
Definitely dark, but there is reasoning within it which somehow makes the poem breathe - or is it just the speaker's lungs..?

[Stonz P.]

Oh no... do not apologise for making up new words... they should just make sense..

The main idea was to suffocate and then provide those gasps of fresh air one has when they've begun healing.. I hope that was conveyed.
Thank you for your insightful review :)

[Brittany Zedalis]

This makes me think of depression, and therefore I relate to it greatly. This piece is remarkable and probably one I will read again in the future.

[Stonz P.]

I am glad you like it and related to it.
Thank you so much for visiting and reviewing.

I will return the favour ASAP :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree.
"let all who live heal
as i must
dying each day to live"
We must grieving To Heal. Mourning allowed us to survive great sadness. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Stonz P.]

I agree with your words and opinion.
Thank you so much for reading, Sir.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. My pleasure to read your work.

[Confuser]

Stonz: Beyond depression, hopeless desperation; we cannot predict the future; the choices we make may seem right, but sadness rolls the dice in this writing. We are faced with so many decisions; follow our dreams but all exspectations can lead to desperation accumulating; going through the motions of existence, thinking this is all? Attitrition; profound guilt with no easy remedies: and disappointments. It's like the death of all hopes; all aspirations. Death of a fulfilling life. Never have I read anything that literally feels like the writer has nothing left. Brilliant writing. I could quote but I love it all...only melancholy knocks at rotting doors with locks devoid of keys buried away within deep dead dreams of long lost hopes which perhaps the multitudes possess.
Thank you so very much once again. Dale

[Stonz P.]

Both, happiness and sadness are part of life.. it's like two sides of the same coin.. if we had one mising, then we would not be the people we are at this moment. Everything is necessary. I agree with you whole heartedly.

You are too kind :) I always look forward to your reviews.. I am glad you like it...
Thank you so much for the review :)