So many fears paralyzing my humanity into hedge stones
Standing atop mountains that grasp the horizons of opportunity
Breezing through me like sand falling from my fingers...grains of plans, jobs, the family slipping away
These vicious cycles that have me frozen till this day
Gazing in the mirror...
who what
where
when & why am I? I've become a product of my past but will I let it dictate whether this love will even last? Will I let the sorrows, woes, and lows drown me in my clean slated tomorrows?
Sometimes I feel like a cat in a tree
stuck so high up but feeling low on the contrary
Stricken by bolts of the mental flu
A sickness Nyquil could never undo
When everything is bitter my voice seems to be the only soul calling to pull me out of this darkness falling
My inner voice called upon by a deeper one, a shapeless one, who only concern is manifesting pure love amongst everyone
My heart became a chisel, chipping away rusty pasts forming new curves that foster smiles and long lasting laughs
This is my new remedy although it's quite new to me But if I don't get used to this now, I'll be howling restlessly with the rest of the world's insanity
Never thought will come across such a strong poetry, I have no words to explain the effects of your writing. Just like a beautiful dream world, full of spells.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
truly appreciate the kind words . thank you a.Amos :)
I don't think I've ever read a poem that really hit me where I live as much as this one does. Determination to find my idea of happiness, and the fear, and sometime despair, that come with it. You've penned my deepest wishes as well as my fears.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
wow. it honestly means a lot to me knowing that I've touched someone so deeply the way this did to y.. read morewow. it honestly means a lot to me knowing that I've touched someone so deeply the way this did to you. thank you for sharing your sentiments on my writing Mark. have a wonderful evening :)
N...not much to add to all the comments here other than to ask why the font changes and why the odd structure to the piece. Just wondering...bobc
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
the font enlarges when I ask myself the five Ws because these are significant questions to ask thyse.. read morethe font enlarges when I ask myself the five Ws because these are significant questions to ask thyself. it was a moment of introspection mixed with confusion and a stampeed of thoughts which is also why they are all scattered, same goes with the ending. i feel like feeling lost and a bit uncertain or "scattered" is part of the journey of discovering your true self.
you tackle two very difficult human conditions; fear and the past ... paralyzed by either one if we choose ... lines that also speak to me:
"My heart became a chisel,
chipping away rusty pasts"
and;
"Stricken by bolts of the mental flu
A sickness Nyquil could never undo" ... especially these two ... :) lots of good stuff here Nebby!
E.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
aww, I highly appreciate the compliment Einstein. your review analyzes perfectly what I was going fo.. read moreaww, I highly appreciate the compliment Einstein. your review analyzes perfectly what I was going for. thank you so much !
This is a quite truthful piece and does a great job at highlighting how difficult it is to escape one's own past and reach for tomorrow. The visual effect is amazing. You also did a great job at showing the frustrated downslides in mood the speaker often experiences when getting trapped in memories.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
dwelling on the past is the downfall for most humans, myself included. its a challenge to keep withi.. read moredwelling on the past is the downfall for most humans, myself included. its a challenge to keep within the present moment but with anything else, it takes diligence and most importantly, patience. thank you for this thoughtful review Cher.