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How many can bring into being at will
the fire that in the most essential part dwells?
Though the vital principle yearns forever,
it is on occasion mute and still.


In profound wonder,
on days like these,
the total
Self suffers.


So, ye must labor
towards discernment
most deliberate,
and then by breaking thru
the despondent
atmosphere,
can the task of
improvement
be therefore executed,
(if the person is not thereby deterred but determined.)


Thereafter the lowering, threatening aspect of
terrible Doubt is cast off from within,
so as to no longer be suffered.


And when ye do lie
warmed by
a spontaneously
emerged and helpful
attitude,
thence be thy own
witness
to that restraint exercised
over Temper's violence,
and over
hasty Impulse,
troubled Emotion,
and
lustful Desire,
if ye do so choose.


That being stated,
the struggle is then
within
to
contend
with
Virtue.


However,
if at a loss for
answers,
it's less daunting and less haunting
to just ask askance;
for the one who knows
to
question is to seek
and he seeks to ask
by it's translation,
can therefore make
a request hence,
of elderly Experience.


And then ye
must simply
put forth the query
to the
Elder,
who is in the
highest degree
experienced.


So a child of tomorrow
did long ago
pose it in this way,
"How does one find, when
weak, the will to win over Virtue?"


Then the Elder, he sought to tell thee
by matter-of-fact
in this way,

"It is a false belief
that ne'er will the
weak something inspire ,
but 'tis true that the weak will
is something that ne'er inspires."


And with that
he left the poser still
with question,
and in dismay,
for he
never really answered the poser,
which is his way,
in stealth,
to posit with his own question,
which speaks for itself,


"Do not ye think ye must find that out for thy Self?"
 Oct 2014 Hollow Steve
Myra
My demons, they are loud
but start out soft in my mind
More and more they grow,
their voices become my crimes
"You want it", they whisper,
"You need it", they scream
But I am just their user, their host in my dream
I sit back and laugh at them,
"You think you have a hold on me?
Old habits die hard, but the effort is worth being free!"

"Silly girl,", they snap, like wolves that show their teeth,
"you treat us like we're an enemy, but only you hold the key."
And so I embrace them, like old friends that sit around a fire,
"I'm listening," I tell them, "what is it you desire?"
"We only wish to be heard, not feared, although it seems,
as if we are evil..but evil exists in everything.
You have temptations, aye, that is our fault.
You lack concentration, you'll be taught
"You see, silly girl," They tell me, "ugly we may be-..but the only way to face us, is to embrace our chaotic company."
 Oct 2014 Hollow Steve
Jaimi M
When silence
falls around
the house
is when my
monsters
come out
to play;
their claws
draw
and teeth
ready,
waiting
for the
moment
when my
back is turned
and my eyes
grow heavy.
-JRM
when all
hope
has
abandoned
you

YOU FACE
LIFE
ANYWAY



(C) soulsurvivor
 Oct 2014 Hollow Steve
Just Human
I am almost a hermit
Chewed up and spit out like some perceived vermin
I almost had love but I just went on and burned it
Had I not decided to block it out, I could have earned it.

I am almost an alcoholic
Drinking throughout the day hoping to stall it
It helps to fit in with the jackals
But it hurts to be dishonest

I am almost out of the hole
Talking to people about sane things
Measurable things
And quickly walking away before we reach the shallow

I am almost sure
that we might all be pretending
I should have never gone the deep end
Everyone's a little selfish
Just try to grab a piece of your shadow
Let yourself embellish
How they crowd around you when
You treat everyone inferior
They've built statues of you
I guess I'll reach for the shadow too and be a little selfish
I'll grab on to that shellfish and we will be hermits.
Feeling hopeless, useless
Rejection left me low
Way too low

Death became an option
The preferred option
But no go

I woke up, stomach pumped
"******* paramedics!"
Profound woe

Many memories missing
Many bridges too
Reap and sow

Faith and hope dismantled
Dreams all entangled
Sun won't glow

Reaching out for others
Former friends AWOL
New ones show

Love and concern offered
Their judgment AWOL
Hope can grow

Equilibrium regained
Hard lessons learned
Now I Know
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