Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
on the Earth, some need a heaven and hell above, which suits the powered up reigning status quo rulers, promising that by being just and docile, one will earn frequent flyer life miles to a destination ticketed & named, but not by actual visitation, a return confirmation, never some take your self-love as their own idea, reselling it over and over again back to you but know that when you sing your own song, the discoverable truth is we all get to go to sort of a sanctuary, especially if you record-keep your flaws, in order to constantly reinvent yourself in order to reach some kind of agreement with yourself human gravity is hard enough to escape so travel light, shed those skins over and over again, each a modest  improvement sequentially, leave your exited charred speech behind, knockoff the blackened flaking edges, a discarded cutaway, this way to transcend phony notion redemption requirements, redemption is a toxic emblem, a symbol unrequited and a sucker’s play I am the spirit of another’s name, who, here to teach, this being today’s lesson; how to reach your unique truth sanctuary, where the stronghold of who you yet-to-be, can-be awaits, the reinventing ones, successful, some call poets, they do not confuse redemption requests with sanctuary only provisioned by yourself, for yourself
0
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 3:46 PM UTC
who needs a sanctuary?
on the Earth, some need a heaven and hell above, which suits the powered up reigning status quo rulers, promising that by being just and docile, one will earn frequent flyer life miles to a destination ticketed & named, but not by actual visitation, a return confirmation, never some take your self-love as their own idea, reselling it over and over again back to you but know that when you sing your own song, the discoverable truth is we all get to go to sort of a sanctuary, especially if you record-keep your flaws, in order to constantly reinvent yourself in order to reach some kind of agreement with yourself human gravity is hard enough to escape so travel light, shed those skins over and over again, each a modest  improvement sequentially, leave your exited charred speech behind, knockoff the blackened flaking edges, a discarded cutaway, this way to transcend phony notion redemption requirements, redemption is a toxic emblem, a symbol unrequited and a sucker’s play I am the spirit of another’s name, who, here to teach, this being today’s lesson; how to reach your unique truth sanctuary, where the stronghold of who you yet-to-be, can-be awaits, the reinventing ones, successful, some call poets, they do not confuse redemption requests with sanctuary only provisioned by yourself, for yourself
Written by
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 3:46 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem