The day I stop dreaming

 

 

The day I stop dreaming

     is when I started my progress…

 

I never really understood why, oh why

               do we have to start a living?

                 

In the city of progress, I became the mindless puppet

     Of what we call ‘the clichés of society’

 FOR NOW - I’m totally blind in all five senses

    to where my love should be place in…

 

From a specific today, I am robbed for my silence

 Totally alone never wanted nor even needed

Conceivably A misplaced person in a ‘crazy world ’

     - or it is just me who thinks that way or this way.

 

Sometimes I would think no one would ever really captured

                          - ‘the essence of my heart’

Or probably it was just me, who never did take noticed.

Guessing I am too

  - Perverse to feel anything within the walls of my five senses.

 

Despite everything else, I understood how society lives by.

The imaginable ways it burdens and pleasure in -

Giving " Receiving " Showing -  us how life works in their walls.

 

I could never blame how our world becomes a harsh place,

Yet I could took the blame on US

   or our humanity is too faulty consecutively.

Too many Securities from any Insecurities.

Walls upon Wall of their Owning Glory,

      Almost nothing is free.

 

So I stand chained from cultural responsibilities,

                      for we were made to think this way.

 

Ashamed of what I discovered

So I hide in the covers of my pen

To write, just write,

A written voice for the fallen..

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

credits to the image
puppets of society by x-vegan-x

Reviews

[gabrielle]

“So I stand chained from cultural responsibilities, for we were made to think this way.”

This piece is like a confessional poetry pax. My take is that if we want to live in comfort, we must also bear the corresponding sacrifice. After all, there’s nothing free in this world anymore (unless of course, if we want to live in the boondocks and completely isolate ourselves from the rest of the world). What I observe in our culture is that we sometimes set aside our dreams to give priority to what we perceive as greater/nobler purpose: the welfare of our loved ones.

[Pax]

thank you so much Gab, that is one of the reason I stop dreaming big, we do of what we must in-betterment of what's right for our family...

[gabrielle]

kahit minsan inuuna natin yung tingin natin na immediate concern kaysa sa dream natin, i think dapat wag naman natin itong kalimutan kasi for self-fulfillment yun atsaka kasi darating din yung time na ma-achieve natin yun. i think pag mas marami tayong process na pinagdaanan before achieving our dreams mas ma-appreciate natin lahat ng blessings na darating sa atin.

[Pax]

Thank you, Gab, reminders ko na yan sa sarili ko...

[Corset]

everytime I read you , you become more profound in what you have to share, I wish you wouldnot be so hard on yourself at times, this poem, confessional, was so extremely well written, especially writing in a language that is not native to you, you still express a depth that many of us would love to possess.

[Pax]

thank you very much, my good friend.... its always good to hear from you, you know you are amazing, hugs... i try to fight the inner demons everyday, seems helpless, yet I never give up, just keep a strong mind in everything else.... glad you like this. :)

[Corset]

Hugs back to you, I was wondering if (no pressure) anything else had surfaced with your story that I was reading. I truly hope you will link me when you are inspired because I have such a hard time locating it for some reason :) thanks in advance ( NO Pressure, nudge nudge, lol)

[Pax]

big smiles, haha, I really thought many have forgot about it, it makes me happy you still remember that particular book, its still unfinished, really i can't believed when i revisited the particular book its beens 6 months already since the last chapter, thanks my friend, for reminding me, i thought that book will just be forgotten, now you give me that nudge, now I have something to write now... something to remember... so glad you still like and remember that book...

[Corset]

like that book? remember that book? I love that book! ah! and every bit invested into reading it, I swear you are almost as bad as Robery Jordan ( God rest his creative soul) at with holding new chapters on me, lol, I try to be patient, I know stress can choke a writer out of ideas so relaaaxxx and give me a new chapter darn it!

[Corset]

my manners are horrid, I forgot to say please :)

[Pax]

hahaha, i missed that fireblaze nudge, I'll dig right into it, the next chapter will be posted soon...haha, it feels great to have an urge to write a new chapter... i will, i will....

[Corset]

Thank you :):):):)

[Zahra]

Liked this poem, strong and nicely done

[Pax]

I'm glad you shared your thoughts my friend, thank you very much...

[Tennessee]

The first line was the best I think. The rest of the poem was the masterpiece that followed. Good work kid, you really explained what most people wouldn't dare to say and great picture.

[Pax]

Thank you my friend... It is great to see you, it is a hard life sometimes behind every societies walls... I'm glad you liked this piece.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

I really felt this piece... being a dreamer for so long, having to pull my head and heart out of the clouds and start the mundane process everyday, over and over again, would bring me into this realm of thinking. Wondering why we do ...what we do? What is the purpose of working just to pay bills and survive, but barely live? Feeling like I disappeared in the process of becoming an adult and taking on responsibilities. Having no time to explore the world. To ponder the mysteries of life...or capture the beauty of everything around us. How the monotony takes away your creativity and individualism, blends you into society, almost making you invisible. You painted this word picture very well, it spoke to me deeply. Wonderful work poet!

[Pax]

I am so glad you could relate to the very core of this piece, ms. K. Everything you've said, simply touch the loner heart of this poet, that many do feel this kind of feeling, and I am not so alone in this pondering, wondering, how our adult world have/had become... thank you so much, I so appreciate this.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Of corse... I truly enjoyed this poem...I think I could spend many hours in your archive and find myself deep in thought, lost in your visions.. then I would never sleep...haha. Be well dear poet, and please, never stop dreaming!

[Pax]

its very nice of you, thank you, I'll do keep reminding myself of that... :)
:D rest well, don't tire yourself too much.. :) and really it brings a good feeling to hear your thoughts, ms. K...

[Ghost of Jupiter]

:) .... I thank you for leading me down the road to these little thought tornados...lol... I will be back to read more soon!

[Pax]

haha, :), your always welcome to come by anytime...

[BlackRose]

We have sacrificed too much and isolated ourselves more. Our freedoms get lost along the way, constricting us further that we lose who we are or what we want to become for the sake of others. Greatly expressed piece.

[Pax]

my good, good friend. Thank you very much... we do of what we must, a process of growing old... sigh... I am glad you can relate to its sentiments...

[BlackRose]

How could anyone not, ha. :o/ Yes, a process we all hate. Your so very welcome my good good friend.

[Rachelle]

Kumusta po, Kuya Pax?
Sometimes, it takes a bit of ennui and dissatisfaction to bring us out of our comfort zones, if you would indeed deem this as a comfort zone, although it feels not.
The question then arises: Do we grumble? Do fall into a deeper pit of despair or do we try to figure out how to transform our reality such that the world is exciting and challenging again?

[Pax]

Hey you, good to see you... I am doing good, "kuya Pax", i like that,"ennui", a new word for me, completely relatable to the sentiments of this piece, my good friend... sometimes i am a loner and don't really care much of myself, so i grumble in some cases lang... in fact i often grumble only in thought lang or in poetic verse lang, because when you grumble in the heat of the moment without being silent first and contemplate, you'll lose all sense of good reason... transform our reality such that the world is exciting and challenging again? that depends on what exciting/challenging is meant for you, i guess on that points I lack many, I just do what i have to for now... segoro someday, I'll find that exciting moment.. Salamat nang marami, Rachelle...

[Rachelle]

Mahirap kapag malayo sa piling ng mga minamahal. Can relate to that. Once I go back to the US, malungkot na naman. Aral na lang ng aral. Trabaho na lang ng trabaho.

[Pax]

same here, work and home, work and home... minsan kakadepress pag wala kang ibang outlet...

[Rachelle]

sports or creative tasks na lang to uplift the spirit. Naku! Bawal pa yatang magdasal diyan. Used to be a runner. When I am running, my mind works incrementally fast. Best ideas there. Problem now, uso ang snatching sa amin. Kaya am sedentary and my mind is numb.

[Pax]

dasal ka in closed quarters... I used to be a painter, it is my way of escape, away from thinking many things heavy, when i paint kasi, all my world revolves around in the work i am doing.... dito di ko na yan nagagawa, i do my painting kasi alone, private and tahimik... usually when you shared a room, wala ka talagang privacy... kaya yan walang outlet kundi poetry and games nlng...

[Rachelle]

I paint also. Mahirap talaga kung may kasama unless you are with fellow artists but it is best to work in isolation. You are not influenced by the works of others when you are not seeking it.

Sulat na lang ng sulat. I have not set up the Pinoy writing site yet kasi kulang ng pera. Have lots of ideas kasi to promote writers online but no clear plan yet.
I have to praise you for always giving credit to the source of your images… di gaya ng iba na grab na lang ng grab ng images online. In fact, you were the one who inspired me to write one of my poems. Check out Intellectual Property.

[Pax]

really, can i have a glimpse of it, you can see my works in my photo section... I did before, painted with friends, more likely I was shy or didn't like it much, mas gusto ko atang maka pag work alone, kasi iwas narin sa comparing, i want it to be just the way it is... and paint the way i like it to be...

oh... yeah, nasabi ko rin yan kay Dhaye one time, kasi, i think it is not good to use an image that is not yours without crediting them. Sometimes di ko lahat na credit yung mga artist, kasi i stock many photos, sometime i forget to where did i get this particular photo.. ma-guguilty nga ako eh, kasi as an artist, kung ikaw yung may ari at ganimit niya yung photos mo without credit, it is like your denying this artist legal property or you don’t care on his/her artistry at all, kung sa akin mangyayari yun, medyo masasaktan ako, but when i think of the internet, it is normal now a days many neglected to understand this case, kaya wala tayong magawa, di natin controlado lahat nang situation sa internet…

I'll check that out...

[Sami Khalil]

We dream because we can, we live beacause we have to, we love beacause we chose to, we progress beacause we need to, we blame for we aught to(ourselves or the unjust ones), we rise and fall for we intend to, we think for we exist to, we pen for we feel to, we learn and be ignorant for we aim to, we believe and doubt when we question to, we gain and lose pleasure when we desire to, we hide and run when we we are fearful to, we pain and suffer when we sacrifice to, we hold responsibilities for we are stewarded to. Just few of the inspirations your wonderful poem inspired me. Excellent...:).....

[Pax]

it is nice to hear from you, its been awhile, Sami, my good, good friend, I am glad to see you get inspired with this piece, and give me such warming response. And this reponse blanketed my frigile tiny heart, that it is okay, I'll be alright, things will go the way we intend them to be... I thank you whole heartedly my friend... be bless, always...

[Sami Khalil]

I know. You are a survivor and a warrior of life. You are welcome good ole' friend...:)................

[Marie]

RetroPax, I think you were born to be a dreamer. But you have to live in the real world with all his harse textures and rough edges. You have to learn to flow with it, not stand against it.

[Pax]

Thank you Marie, sigh... that is really a good advice, I am always grateful with this....

[Belle]

I think life ends when a man stops from breathing and also when he stops from dreaming.
What will keep us moving if we no longer have holds to aspirations, to hope...

Another thing is that, we can never deny the fact that we live in a world that is and will forever be hostile or indifferent towards us, but we always have choices. Either be absurd to submit selves to that truth about our world which make us remove any reason for living or take the responsibility of giving own meaning in spite of many obstacles and distractions including despair, angst, absurdity, death....

We always have choices, we only need to see and understand them.

[Pax]

you've hit another many great points good friend, Perhaps for now this is what I felt - from work to home, home to work, everyday until I felt like I am numb of all feelings... just pretending my everyday living... I guess I had/have remove those reasong for a good living... almost tired for my feared truth.... sigh, i really don't like feeling or thinking this way.... thanks for the great reminders my very good friend...

[Belle]

Be well Pax, be well...If you have time you can watch the movie The Croods or read the Allegory of the Cave by Plat. They may help...

[Belle]

That is Plato, not Plat.

[Pax]

:) thank you, both I have watch already, But it is nice to see it again. I watch it again later on...
seeing you here, made me think, yung kwento mo sa akin before when you were in chicago working alone... can't remember the full story, but that was the time, writing was your refuge...

[Belle]

Oo naalala ko yun, pero hindi naman maganda na tigilan mo na mag-dream...Pano na lang yan kung wala ka ng aspirations? Ano na lang magda-drive sayo to move on, to have life. Kaya nga sabi ko panoorin mo para kuha mo ang message...pero napanood mo na pala. Yung tatay kasi duon wala namang ginagawa kundi magsubmit sa nangyayari o sa natural law, pero yung anak ayaw ng ganun, kasi ng sabi nya what is the point of living if there is no life. Just know that there is a difference between just living and having life...

[Pax]

"Just know that there is a difference between just living and having life... " God, on the spot points, hay... pinapagod ko lng yung sarili ko. you know when i think about this lines, i always assumed that I don't have a life, that i am merely living... riding the natural laws of the tide... bahala na kung anong mangyari... sometimes masyadong walng paki alam sa mundo or even sa sarili... hay.. ang drama ko na dito..haha, etawa nlng natin..haha

[Belle]

kung ayaw mo na kasi sa ginagawa mo,hanap ka ng ibang paraan para maalis dyan..minsan takot tayo kasi akala natin wala ng ibang mas maayos na paraan...pero meron naman pala talaga...kailangan lang mag-take ng risk pero kung worth the risk naman then sige go...wag mong hayan na patayin ang pangarap, di yun maganda...