Lost My Religion

Losing faith, probably doesn't need a description, the title says it.

You kiss the gray 

with doubts of fluidity 

true colors discourage faith 

flying without wings to a song 

sad melody of flippant travesty 

swallowing the pill of crazy  

taught to be elusively blithe 

played like a song from beginning 

vinyl scratches misses and hits 

empty tanks given in repose 

believe the temporary sleeping giants 

not to be awakened with an osculation 

torn from the loins of lions dens 

sweet mystery's of yesteryear 

bittersweet twisted lusting embers  

never snuffed out in a place of retention 

lives within the confines of distance 

broken trusts swallowed and dispersed 

my eyes roll back in my head for sight 

fleeting recognition of once upon a time 

dream a dream if slumber should arrive 

taken out of the equation of perception 

no words that make sense but pierce the soul 

lost my religion with the plot  

pricked by the rose a thousand wishes deep

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

This is some good poetry. I like the thoughts and strong statements.
"no words that make sense but pierce the soul
lost my religion with the plot
pricked by the rose a thousand wishes deep"
With age I like words in poetry. Real life leave words weak and unnecessary. Many visions create by the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Sorry so late Coyote, still very much appreciated.

[Annabelle Lee]

Another dreamy one... still got your head in the clouds, Frieda! haha jk. We love you anyhow

[Frieda P]

ha you make me laugh girl. It's either in the clouds or the depths of hell is that what you're trying to say? ;-P

[Annabelle Lee]

not at all....

[Frieda P]

don't get all serious on me now hon ;-)

[Annabelle Lee]

haha that wasnt serious... that was sarcastic.

[Frieda P]

HAha, I'm off my game, oh lordie! ;-P

[Annabelle Lee]

haaaaa.

[Frieda P]

hiding my head in the sand ;-P

[Ahmad Cox]

So deep and mysterious yet beautiful and elegant at the same time.

[Frieda P]

What a lovely review Ahmad, thank you.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Such sadness and disappointment in this, makes my heart ache. Never give up hope, never think that you are not loved or cared for. Remember eternity is always just a heartbeat away.

[Frieda P]

I don't give up hope too easily, I just frustrate easily! Thanks :-)

[Carolann Dowsett]

Welcome :)

[Michael G.]

You are right. There isn't any need for a description of the poem. The title says it all. (I almost never use a description anyway. I let the poems explain themselves, for the most part.)
And this poem did... very well.
Do I have religion? Yes, thank you, and I am very comfortable with it. But, it took me a long time in finding it.

[Frieda P]

ha are you saying there's still hope for me Michael? ;-)

[Michael G.]

Sure. There really isn't a reason not to have hope.
Spotifly right now, San Sebastian Strings, The Sea. Carole later.

[Frieda P]

Sounds like a plan. ;-)

[Michael G.]

It is. Rod is always good with my morning coffee. Second cup, btw.

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

It sounds like a confession, of something we all experience through the variety of human experiences. Is this us growing old or is this us learning to adapt to reality or something else I cannot say...

[Frieda P]

It's more like disillusionment I'd say....if I understand myself ;-)

[Alexander B. Kerri]

Many people postulate the science of belief more than accustomed erudition or thick knowledge, but to I the earth is yet a normal earth, but belief has enchanted us in great and hermetical ways. Life has now been administrated by Religion more than acumen or actuality

[Frieda P]

I've been hermetically sealed and disenchanted, yet I know truth. I don't think people need religion to know what's right and just in this world, it's already written in our hearts and souls, if we'd only be the followers of our own true self.

[Night]

...I happened to come across this review and your response. You never cease to amaze me Frieda, your words here carry more "truth" than I think you realize...nice.:)

[Frieda P]

Well that makes two of us then, I'm amazed you understand me! ;-)

[Night]

oh I do my friend...there is wisdom in your words, a universal truth that I too believe in. A truth that shapes our reality...like you said and I quote: "it's already written in our hearts and souls, if we'd only be the followers of our own true self".

[Frieda P]

Thanks David, for seeing the other side of me...

[Night]

Awe you're welcome Frieda.:)

[Night]

...I understand, though I have not walked in your shoes...you are not alone, for many feel as you do...I know it's hard for you...and I barely know you...but I know enough that you have been badly hurt and feel betrayed...I am sorry that has happened to you...there's nothing I can say or do that will make you feel any better...you must find that for yourself...I did, once a broken man, betrayed, imprisoned, I had lost everything...i give thanks for a second chance at life...Night.

[Frieda P]

Some people turn to religion in times of despair, others lose their religion, there are no easy answers. I'm glad it lifts you, and gives you a feeling of purpose. We all deserve second chances.

[Night]

...fair enough my friend.:)

[Frieda P]

;-)

[DrD]

Heretic! Bring the pyre! But seriously, there does come the point when experience and logic begin to demand their place in the scheme of things and all the concepts shot into us like vitamins or vaccines begin to dwindle into the waste pile of all the absolute truths that went before. I sincerely liked this very much and share every emotion it creates and every opinion it screams. Thanks for this one.

[Frieda P]

Thanks DrD, I was brought up good old Catholic school girl, so my middle name is 'guilt'...not to mention being Italian, that's like a double whammy! Much appreciate your honesty and candor on this subject...

[DrD]

Choir boy, ten hail marys every Sunday confession . . . . tell me about it.

[Frieda P]

I'm in good company I see....

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~ have you heard that REM classic called "Losing My Religion" ? ... i researched it recently and it seems that the term "losing my religion" typically means "losing one's temper"... ~ my faith in human beings was restored when i started reading and interacting with mr. ed hart and mr. frank james davis...(to begin with)... and, i found them on this site... ~ you're an incredibly gifted poet and you strive for excellence in poetic expression... keep writing... i have faith in the power of poetry... it is a blessing... not of the religious kind but of the humane kind...

[Frieda P]

At this point, I've lost it all, my religion, my temper, my mind!! But 'gifted poet' made me smile, I'll have to look up this mr ed and mr davis...thanks for being so kind.

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~ i was in that place one and a half years ago... and sometimes i still succumb... i did so this morning in fact... but the recovery is faster... if you're really interested in reading my human angels... here are the links...

http://www.writerscafe.org/edhart7

http://www.writerscafe.org/frankjames

[Frieda P]

So there's still hope! I subscribed to both and will read and try to absorb..thanks again.

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~ yes, i think there is hope because i experienced it even though i am the merest of mere mortals... :P ~ you're very welcome... :)