Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Dec 2016 eleanor prince
Colm
We are not entitled to exciting things.

Neither sunrise, nor sunset waits for any human hand.
It simply is, and you must be there to capture it, if you want, and you can.

Lest you complain, that you have been given a lesser chance than another man.

To live your life without the sleep you need, and sacrifice your hands and feet.
In pursuit of something far short of eternity.
I call that a distraction.

On your game again, you cannot help but play again.
Obsession mixed with practice, is but a single means of expressing passion.
Which may or may not be, for you, a form of extraction.

Pulling yourself from the reality of a dissatisfactory life.
Softening the blow to take, and heading down the wrong direction.
Time and time again, for goodness sake….

This life, this journey, will always be full of such mistakes.

But to let your doubts drive you away,
To let your fear of the unknown, leech the very passion of your life away,
By means of distraction.

That my friends, is a failure of action.
A surrender to the reaction of taking a check, and spending your small fraction.  
When every day, you’d grow in spirit, if you'd only renegade with your your passion.

Staggering home after half a day, while trying simply to escape, the prior day's’ inability and inaction.

But I digress. Remember this.

We are not entitled to live exciting lives of interaction.

We must first create and encourage, not inhibit,
The excitement within others,
Which motivates them towards their own action.

This my friends, is the very nature of passion.
a strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or desire for anything
Take my hand.
Don't slip away.
Look.
Look, down, to the left.
There.
See that swirling mist of darkness
Shadowed by screams of suicide?
See that abyss of despair
from which no one truly departs?
Now look up.
See my hand?
I'm here.
I am the white fire
here to warm your tired heart.
I am the tiger
Who will guide you from your desolate jungle.
I am the one who stands unshaken
Amidst the crash of breaking worlds.
Take my hand and you'll come to the light.
I'm here for you.
Trust me.
'Stand unshaken amidst the crash of breaking worlds' is a quote by Parmahansa Yogananda.
My fantasies are not what I want anymore
You can't reach a soul when you think *** is love
I don’t need to tell you how I feel
You saw it in my eyes and it's you I'm thinking of

I moved past a life living under the same roof
How can I make you grow if it's all about me?
Because what you are all about is so good
You talk about us but there is so much more you can be

You can call me baby
I don’t always have to smile
Cry on my shoulder
Go ahead and cry
I know baby
I know

It seems I can only offer someone pain
You give so much and I just take
How can you see anything good in me
When I keep living for my own sake?

I want you to stop being afraid
I’m not anymore
I know you might meet somebody new
The rain might pour
That’s the chance I’m willing to take
Even if he shuts our door
But caring about you forever is what I will do
Even if you don’t call anymore

You can call me baby
I don’t always have to smile
Cry on my shoulder
Go ahead and cry
I know baby
I know
The wet smoldering scent
of burning dogwood
leaves

reminds me of the hours
spent in the garden
kissing

the soiled palms of
a woman tousled
from work.
Next page