we were born
empty
vessels to be filled with
longing for
purpose
only to be
the used
versions of ourselves
living to
pursue living
denying
to pursue
dying
consumed by all
desire
lay across
my
paths discretely
****** by constant
wants
to change
how the world views
me
sun comes a
new day!
the body becomes
empty slate
begins
sliding
swinging
by again!
Nightingale reappears
forwards
my emotion
primal
to contain
vessels open
by
unused
space
and parts
to fill the
whole.
we are designed
escape the Torment
souls (have faces too)
ashes endowed
roots to
uncloud
the human mind
free
begins
in deep pikes
Breaking
the ground.
we,
to You
resound
Consciousness
vile disguise!
freeing
vessels no more.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 3:46 PM UTC
we were born
empty
vessels to be filled with
longing for
purpose
only to be
the used
versions of ourselves
living to
pursue living
denying
to pursue
dying
consumed by all
desire
lay across
my
paths discretely
****** by constant
wants
to change
how the world views
me
sun comes a
new day!
the body becomes
empty slate
begins
sliding
swinging
by again!
Nightingale reappears
forwards
my emotion
primal
to contain
vessels open
by
unused
space
and parts
to fill the
whole.
we are designed
escape the Torment
souls (have faces too)
ashes endowed
roots to
uncloud
the human mind
free
begins
in deep pikes
Breaking
the ground.
we,
to You
resound
Consciousness
vile disguise!
freeing
vessels no more.
Disclaimer: I have no idea what I'm doing with words. This is all pretense. If you can give me the basics on how to write poetry, that will be very much appreciated.