~ Land of Poets ~

- series #4

 

~ Land of Poets ~

I sit on the stock pile of emotions

with crappy verses of my distraught voices.

 

Fragile words carefully stored

In this land of poets, we concord.

  

I stroke my bleeding pen,

to write away any burden.

 

I am often ashamed,

Uncertainties to blame

With nothing to claim

I hide in the moment I lied

Full of rules and fears, I am fully tied

Can’t escape nor set aside

Just a person riding the tide.

 

 You might think this is word-play,

Too unrealistic to life’s role-play.

Yet I say:

It’s a piece of my screaming heart, conveyed

in a creative way.

Author's Note

Sometimes I would think that I should stop writing poems, that I have no future in what so ever in it or stop writing all together. It’s a hobby that can’t feed me yet it feeds my mind and filled my soul with wisdom, that my heart is communicating - somewhat sprinkling bits of pieces he wants to convey. I feel tired you know, there is too many uncertainties I feel, it stings, somewhat my soul bleeds... yet I found a special family of friends here, and that to me is worth enough to stay in this site.

I write from a deep perspective, something that hides behind the rhymes. More often it is just fragments of my soul, scattered in all of my verses.

This was part of my series of poems, the fourth one to be exact.
Here is the others:
Heavy Hear #1
Vast Space #2
Silent Scream #3


Credits to the photo used:
Papercuts by sea-of-ice

Reviews

[Rose of Gondor]

Poetry is a hard life. Writing is a hard life. Art, in any way, shape or form is a hard life. But we do it because we feel it in our souls. We might not necessarily be good at it. It might not be able to earn us a living, and all the words in our heart may threaten to tear us apart, or to overflow and drown the world. It may seem like too much of a burden, to have the power of the pen, to feel like you're drifting out on an ocean of emotions that flicker so quickly past you don't have time to grasp it and put it on paper, thoughts and feelings too beautiful to ever be captured by words. And so many times we want to walk away, to stop, to give up. But I think what makes it worth it isn't the result. It doesn't matter what happens in the end. Whether the words are clumsy or not. Whether anybody publishes it or not. Whether or not anyone else approves, even. It doesn't matter in the end. What matters is the journey. And honestly, for people like us? The journey itself is enough.

[Pax]

I really admire your words my friend, it really fills my heart with warmth, its breathtaking how broad the insight you have just shared. No matter what happens to life, even it is hard, what matters indeed is the journey, that despite all things that had happened, we are still here, going through the journey, we are alive - and in writing it, it breathes our lives in verses... sigh, such a beautiful review, thank you my friend...

[Frieda P]

Admiration here Pax, I wished I'd pen'd this one myself. This is one of your finest, bravo my sweet friend!
Top shelf, going right into my favorites.

[Pax]

hugs dear friend...to you always thankful, I am really touched by your words this night, it feels nice to have a family here...

[Frieda P]

Always a pleasure my sweet friend. xo

[Omar Fendri]

"I stroke my bleeding pen,
to write away any burden."

We turn to writing, we turn to art, when we feel ill-protected to speak up, precarious to share, unsure to expose what's within. I write and I write especially what I do not dare to say when I cannot dare to speak.
This poem is heart-felt... and meaningful. And, I don't know you, but everyone may get to learn a bit about you through this piece of art. I wanted to quote lot of sentences, I wanted to quote all of it, but these very two lines I quoted in the beginning of my review left me in awe.
Thanks for sharing.

[Pax]

Thank you, Omar for such a great gift, very poetic... wonderful!
I am so grateful with this... very glad...

[Omar Fendri]

You are welcome. My pleasure.

[Delmar Cooper]

Writing poems is fun. But, when it stops being fun you may really be on to something.

[Pax]

Thank you Cooper. :)
I hope that something isn't so bad in sometimes.

[Pryde Foltz]

Pretty cool stuff … intelligent and heart-felt, bravo.

[Pax]

Thank you, Pryde. I really appreciate this visit and review...

[Shep]

Again a heart wrenching poem, maybe its me that found this so filled with emotion that i had to read it twice. I don't really know what to say other then you wrote it and this you on a plate. Writing is the hardest thing i have ever done. Yet it is also the most fulfilling. Except when you are starting with a blank page and go what know then the moment you put words on paper it flows so fast you hate to stop when you reached 8 pages and needed to cut off at 5 or six. then having to go back and ask yourself know where do i cut and then re edit. Then begin again. Again another winner here

[Pax]

I believe starting to write is the most hardest... that's what I have learned here through all my stay at this site. I am glad that I am still here, and with your support my family friend. thank you, always for sharing me such a gift...

[Marie]

Poetry is not written to gain something. It's written to share.

[Pax]

short but it really digs deep my friend, thank you for the gift of insight... much appreciated!

[Dhaye]

"It’s a piece of my screaming heart, conveyed in a creative way."

Indeed we write what's deep inside our hearts but we choose the words so we may present with creativity.

Another awesome work, bro. Nice photo choice again. Great job!

[Pax]

thanks for the advice, i did change the fontsize to be more visible. I am happy pretty friend, because your family, thank you... what bottles up inside spit it out, to stay away from darkness and not eat us out...

[Dhaye]

The family that talks together makes a chorale...LOL. I'm in the mood to make some jokes but I don't know if I'm becoming offensive...

[Pax]

wala si halimaw dito ngayon... :) but I am happy sa mga jokes mo, napatawa nga ako dito...:D

[Odysseus Wanders]

I have not read the others that proceed... yet! The piece I love. I love it for its honestly and vulnerability.
I love the word play here. As well as the tone and word choice. Its one of my fav's so far. I understand, for me at least, the thought, 'should I stop writing poetry'.... the way I hear that voice is this way..."well, its only a matter of time, before that's taken too..." another thing that is me, that I love, thats not worth being around, so lets 'get rid of it'... Ive my own graveyard of 'get ride of it'.... its a painful one. But all the tombstones, hard as they are, remind me of my gift and heart. They remind me as your beautiful piece of writing does... its not 'word play', as you so say, and there is my blood on every word ive ever written. Thanks Pax. Your a deeply sensitive man. Thoughtful insightful and courageous. I hope I find the community you find. Keep going my friend. Your writing... Wonderful!
And not to mention your review skill... your ability to see and read others... say's worlds about you! We need more like you... not less... so don't you dare go anywhere!!!

[Pax]

"I hope I find the community you find.", you just did, the community here is like family. I considered my close friends - family, and your one of them, because you have warmed my heart with this encouraging and reflective review. Thank you much my friend. I was in a dark place when i wrote this, and so was the rest of the series. I am always in a battle with the pessimistic me, sometimes he's so persistent, But i never give up on the flicker light of hope i have, the faith that keeping me going... I am grateful so much my friend, to you...

[Odysseus Wanders]

thank you for your friendship... im still trying to get used to the idea of people in support of one another in such thoughtful ways... and yeah Pax, i get the idea of the pessimistic side of me being persistent... yep, me too, flicker of light, hope.. so i just keep going... trying the best i can to learn something new, because the crap i learned as a kid, near killed me and my spirit. look forward to more reads.. and thanks.

[Pax]

I feel the same my friend about the past crap of us... what I always thought it never defines me, but it did make me tougher because we learned from our mistakes... you are most welcome :)

[gabrielle]

Another emotionally-charged piece, pax. i made my own version of your last two lines:
"it's my heart simply venting
i hope you feel without judging"

[Pax]

wow, nice one Gab... I liked it, you should make one yourself. Thank you. ITs part of the series kaya emotionally charge, i was in a quite gray place last December...

[Dhaye]

Pwede halu-halo? Nakakapagselos na si Gab, ha? Pag sa aking piece, sinasabi nya anliit-liit ng font size. Eh, ano naman kaya ang size nitong kay brother Pax at kitang-kita nya? Hehehe. Ano naman kaya ang palusot ni Neneng?

[Pax]

actually fontsize 18 yan eh, pero yung font style kasi maliit talaga...

[Pax]

ayan okay na ba?

[Dhaye]

Ah hehehe. Why ikaw ang tinamaan? Tulog na si Gab kaya sinalo mo? Hehehe

[Pax]

:D di naman masyado.....

[Raymond Federle]

Very good. This is the kind of poem I like. :)