Galaxies

The galaxies behind his eyes
Are most visible
When he's trying to see yours
Perhaps he has glimpsed beyond yours
Into the vastness of your soul
Seen the emptiness and what you fill it with
Seen the abundance and how you pretend it doesn't exist
Seen where you try to hide from yourself
Where you try to hide is where you're most visible
Does he understand?

Maybe I've glimpsed his universe
Maybe I've seen what lies beyond that inspection
That intellect
That introspection
That deep knowledge of looking into a reflection
And around the glass
That only seems so shatterable,
A fragile reminder
That it is really an impermeable barrier
Part of a fortress so unbreakable
That protects the galaxies behind our eyes

Let me speak of longing
Let my soul cry with it
Let me yearn for achievement
Let me die with a certain ratio
Of regret to inform
Versus contentment with other's understanding

Better yet, let us live with the strength of heart and certainty of true courage in the face of the greatest adversity; that which confines even amoebas to their cyclic cells
To disrupt discouragement and walk a path of freedom from the illustration of confinement
And the industrial process which progress will not speak of
Help me learn to live by this knowledge
Let us help pass it on

See no evil
Hear no evil
Speak no evil
In or of another
Yet regard it and leave it acknowledged
Otherwise, forgo Nirvana
Momentarily
As looping reality and such heaven are intertwined
You can try to speak of the mind
Yet the words used to describe fall on deaf ears and blind eyes
Through the lens of the stigmatized and the depressed
Lest the silence be too loud
In the universe we try to leave behind
In the galaxies behind our eyes.

Reviews

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Written with intuition, penned in wisdom, the writing spoke aloud with the sound of conviction.
It spoke to me, "Life is delicate, the universe is far beyond human comprehension, men are living in a world that's too complicated. Live simply, never worry and be courageous, that's how you can enjoy life."

That's what your writing was telling me, Murky.
Great job.

[Indra's Child]

Thank you Kay, I appreciate it. I think that's what I was trying to tell myself, more often than not it's others who make me realize this.
Boop booop
:)

[JamesTleBourn]

I. Love. Your. Poetry! Seriously, Murky- this is some gooood stuff! Personally, my favorite part of this was just hearing about the galaxies behind people eyes. It paints a beautiful picture that everyone should see. I sure am glad I got to see it! I just imagine a glassy eye, with the entire Milky-Way reflecting across it as the owner of the eye peers intimately into the eye of another. As I said earlier, a beautiful picture. You're very talented, Murky.

James

[Indra's Child]

Thank you. I love yours!
My weirdness and solidarity with sincerity can only be expressed and pushed into others through writerscafe.org. I'm grateful for your comments :)
I will try to absorb the compliments instead of running from them like usual 🙏🛸👍

[JamesTleBourn]

I get what you mean... but don't run, Murky- we give you those compliments for a reason!

[Indra's Child]

Haha. Easier said than done. But, fair point- valid.... I shall accept. Lol