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Love drifts in riches,
Never to find you in time.
Hate ends in glitches,
Ready to date in a dime.
To see them go by,
Never flesh to our own eyes.
Makes you wonder why,
Darkness and doubt to despise.
Ego is dying,
Better find the spirit fast.
The wicked trying,
Angels dare loves demons last.
The old soul sinks, dies,
Numbed from waters rise…
Finally A’ Free XV
silvervi Sep 9
Wut und Schmerz
In meinem Herz
Ein Pfeil
Bedrängt
Verdrängt
Verengt
Verrenkt
Verschenkt
Die 17 Jahre
Oder mehr?
Und neugeboren
Werde ich
Womöglich.
Vertrauen schöpfen,
Wenn im Inneren das Fegefeuer
Lodert.

Verhindern
Will ICH jede Lösung.
Verlieren
Will ICH nicht.
Vielleicht vergesse ICH
mal wieder
Den Schmerz der Wahrheit
Schlicht.

ICH übertreib' es nicht!
Die sind alle Verräter-Menschen,
Die Welt ist furchtbar, dreckig, schlimm.
ICH will nur raus von hier,
ICH weiß nur nicht wohin.
Die Scham?
Jaja, hab von gehört.
Aber du bist ein Idiot.
Versuchst mich zu verstehen...
ICH WILL doch untergehen.
Genie? Ja, dafür halt' ICH MICH,
Deshalb verfass' ich das Gedicht.
Verschiedenartig, dennoch gleich,
Spiele euch hiermit einen Streich.
Nur um MICH selbst zu überlisten.
ICH führe immer eine Liste,
Über Gewinne und Verluste...
Wer auf Platz eins ist, wo ICH steh',
Muss schaun' dass ICH net untergeh'.

ICH weiß, in mir steckt so viel mehr.
Oder auch nichts? Oder auch nichts.
ICH bin enttäuscht.
Verletzt.
Verlegen.
ICH bin allein, muss überlegen.
ICH muss mal sehen, was ich mach'.
Vielleicht spiele ich lieber Schach?
Nein, Schach ist nur für alte Leute!
Ich such' mir lieber was von heute.
Was heißt, ehrlich sein, nochmal?
Ich weiß, es ist vielleicht ne Qual.
Für DICH.
Ja, da hab ICH wohl Recht. Das wollte ICH.
Das ist doch echt? Ist's echt genug?
Oder braucht's mehr?
Es braucht nur weniger, I guess.

I just need to say YES.
I just need to let go.
I just need to be free.
To let myself be me.
Winter, 2024: After watching a movie which moved and triggered me in a way I wrote that poem. Talking to myself and trying to unleash my EGO's way of thinking.
Nachdem ich mir einen Film angeschaut habe, der mich emotional sehr berührt und getriggert hat, habe ich versucht in diesem Gedicht mein Ego in einem Selbstgespräch herauszufordern.
We all have an Ego, it is there in our head
It will go along with us till we are dead
It is the one that, 'I', 'me' and 'mine', has always said

It is the Ego that causes anger, the Ego that causes hate
It brings in agony, pushes peace out of the gate
Alas! We suffer through life with it and it’s too late!

The Ego has a best friend, It is our rascal Mind
The Mind fools us to believe that the Ego is 'I', we find
Together the Mind and Ego become ME, in which we grind

As long as the Ego is ignorant, we will live as 'I'
We will not go on a quest, we will just cry and die!
It's time to ask the valid question, 'Who am I?'


Am I this Body? No, I am not! One day, it will go
I came 9 months before, after that the Body did grow
As long as I don't Realize this, I'll suffer through the show

We all suffer the triple suffering after we come to earth
It is the Ego and the Mind that makes us take this birth
If we Realize we are the Soul, then there is no rebirth

How can the Ego be Enlightened? We must Realize the Truth
We're not the Body or the Mind, get to the bottom of the root
We'll Realize we are the Soul, that will be our fruit

The Ego can't be annihilated, it can't be killed!
But it can be Enlightened, if the mind is stilled
This will never happen, if with ignorance, we are filled

It's the Ego that is responsible for revenge and greed
It makes us proud and selfish, this happens indeed!
But when the Ego is Enlightened, we can pull out the ****

'Who am I?' we ask, when we go on a quest
'I am not 'I',' is the rest of the test
Then, I will never die, this becomes our crest

When from man, you remove the Ego, you will Realize God
As, when to God, you add Ego, you get man and lose the Lord
We can be Enlightened with this equation, which we forgot!


The truth is that we are not the different Bodies, we seem to wear
We are in fact, the Divine Soul, the Supreme we all share
But to realize this Truth is truly very rare!

When the Ego is Enlightened, we Realize, we are all Divine
Manifestations of the Supreme, we are all that Sunshine
But we are lost in ignorance, in pleasure and in wine

When the Ego is Enlightened, there is Bliss, Love and Peace
When we let go of the Ego, agony and anguish will cease
Little do we Realize, the Ego's big disease!

'Not this, Not this,' The truth is, 'We are that'
Not the Body or Mind, we are the Soul, in fact!
The Enlightened Ego is the one who bells the cat!

The Ego that is not Enlightened, believes, 'I am 'I' '
It lives and it suffers and it cries till we die
But the Enlightened Ego is blissful, Realizing, 'I am not 'I''

The Enlightened Ego saves us from all misery on earth
When we Realize the Truth, then there is no rebirth
So, Enlighten the Ego, priceless is its worth!
Last night, I wandered in a dream;
I wandered through a house of rooms.
I looked for you; you were not there;
I looked and looked–looked everywhere.

Some people sat in a living room.
“He isn’t here; he’s dead, you see;”
they tried to tell me. But I went on,
“I just saw him; it’s not been long!

From room to room, I opened doors,
but they were empty, every one.
Could it be their words were true?
In the hall I screamed–”WHERE ARE YOU?”

I woke up–you still aren’t here.
The grim truth, I’ve tried to keep at bay.
And my guardian angel–where is he?
I need him near me; did he flee?

Then I saw that someone said:
“There was someone we once knew, who’s dead.
Your angel would not believe ‘twas true.
We saw him screaming, “WHERE ARE YOU?””

Who are you? My angel?
Or just another tortured soul.
We share so many wounds within–
not my guardian; you’re my twin.
Grievous losses and strange coincidences
What's control
If not a need for love to show
Bring it up, blow it up
Nothing's ever good enough

Look at me so I can be free
It's the only way I know how to be me
If there is no mirror,
How can I see clearer?

Hold me tight, save me from
my inner fight
On my own, I just drown
every night.

I curse and swear
Light candles and **** away
But it never goes my way
So I keep putting on a play.
Alex Hanna Aug 15
You look me dead in the eye as you my shatter ego
Confidence fractures, shards fall to the beaten ground
Forgotten pieces and parts of me soak into the floorboards like water on thirsty sand
You walk callously over the memory of my existence
Never giving a second thought to the barren wasteland you leave behind

As the shadow of my once-fragile ego lay prostrate and unnoticed
A subtle breeze passes through, carrying a familiar fragrance
That lifts expectations and replaces sadness with newness
A scent so seductive it draws me to the surface

Languished scraps coalesce into new form
Where I was once forgotten, I now am found
Sometimes brokenness is needed for growth
Zywa Jun 17
In the beautiful

merging of lovers, love turns --


out to be self-love.
Novel "Victory City" [Vijayanagar >> Bisnaga] (2023, Salman Rushdie), part 3: Glory, chapter 15

Collection "Low gear"
Sarra Jun 16
I am slipping below.
My spirit floats in the river
Shattered.
I am walking slow.
over spread ashes
of my burned-down hope.
Away from the mayhem
from the senseless noise
I'll march
along my dying ego.
Towards the open edge
Towards the certain fall.
I'll follow
the last piece of my soul.
Powerless
I'll watch my dream
crash into
the waterfall.
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