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Knowledge;
n.
The determination of given representations to an object.
from the Critique of Pure Reason (1791) by Immanuel Kant
My lover loves rock and roll
She says it's got meaning and soul
I, on the other hand love rap
My lover thinks it's absolute crap
We often fight about this
But i love these fights... 'coz they usually end up in a kiss
 Nov 2016 Just Rachel
nivek
What one word from eye to heart
will make you act more kindly?

What small song heard in the soul
will make your own soul sing also?

Be kind to yourself dear poet
and sing of love and beauty

For in so doing you share kindness
with all others listening out for its sweetness..
 Nov 2016 Just Rachel
nivek
I travelled for decades to sit and hear you sing.
I am sincerely sorry if you're in pain
you're not alone I feel it too
and it's nothing new, in fact
misery is my oldest friend
there can be no perfect happiness
there can be no bliss, without her
a harsh contrast
a cruel mistress
I flip a coin
Heads and I walk out
Tails and I stay

The coin lands on it's edge
Just my luck
Another decision

I hate decisions
Though I'll admit
Not as much as I hate change
You know that saying?
"the only person you can truly rely on
and trust is yourself"

what about when you can't trust yourself?
when your mind deceives you
when you do the unpredictable
when you shock yourself and think
am I really that person?

Does that make you
more alone than being alone?
if loneliness is a feeling of being alone
but you don't have to be alone
to feel lonely
and you can be by yourself
but not feel loneliness at all
then humour me this

If I am by myself and I feel lonely
but I don't know myself tonight
and I don't trust my own presence
I don't feel comfortable at all
in my own company
so I don't have myself to rely on
because I myself, am not myself
am I more than alone?

Am I actually nothing now?
am I here at all?
do the thoughts I'm thinking
belong to somebody else?
do I now have to search the mind
of this man that I do not know
to find clues and remnants
of the person that once filled this body?
am I lost forever?
Living with a numbing
lack of feeling has me wondering
where the sensations have gone
what door I left the feelings behind
and what key in my mind
could possibly unlock it
Am lonely
only rarely alone
but surely lonely
down to my last friends
lately making them is hard
harder to keep them still
everlasting sighs at
exasperation from idiocy
mine own idiocy

Am very lonely
in mine own lonely way
my beautiful girl
is my closest friend
but even she can not
fill this hole inside of me
when dreaming
I grip her shoulders tight
and cry into her *****
she is so dearly loved

Am so very, very lonely
missing a friend
who lives overseas
he means so much to me
across the pond
his light can't be seen
he is the lighthouse
for this way off-course ship
and he shines bright
but the fog is too thick
mate, it's real thick tonight

Am the loneliest I've been
my dad sits in the next room
he is so dearly loved
makes me feel loved
like there are no parallels
unique and cherished
yet this feeling is indifference
no concern for myself
the words to make him comfort me
don't pass my lips
my trembling quivering lips

Am desiring compassion
resentful of pity
am wanting of sympathy
guilty of concern
am capable of empathy
sensitive to misfortune
am lonely
so very lonely
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