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The Unbearable Winter’s mist

The winter’s mist,
the sky augurs
blue and sun mellow,
but clouded vision
begets and besets,
my own and owned
melancholy vision is
a consequential
snake like blurry speckled band,
of my own drawing,
covering my eyes,
when I read Márai‘s
wit, write, legal writ,
but with my corrected
of the
and my own self assigned
grade is a bright red

eye of the beholder

Life becomes unbearable
”when one has come to
terms with who one is,
both in one's own eyes
and in the eyes of the world.
We all of us must come to terms
with what and who we are, and
recognize that this wisdom is not
going to earn us any praise, that
life is not going to pin a medal on
us for recognizing and enduring
our own vanity or egoism or
baldness or our potbelly. No, the
secret is that there's no reward
and we have to endure our characters
and our natures as best we can, because
no amount of experience or insight is
going to rectify our deficiencies, our
self-regard, or our cupidity. We have
to learn that our desires do not find
any real echo in the world. We have
to accept that the people we love
do not love us, or not in the way
we hope. We have to accept betrayal
and disloyalty, and, hardest of all,
that someone is finer
than we are in
character or intelligence.”

Sándor Márai
trying my hand at  more traditional poetry,
yes, still self absorbed; but when I read
Marai’s wods ,was struck that by adding un to bearable
the words had equal validity
irinia Nov 2023
the unbearable or the body as fiction
cold minds in cold hands and so we have
the remake of the fake
the power of looking and not seeing each other
tears are silent so silent are some words
poisonous smiles and innocence inbetween
"the unbearable lightness of being" a remix
time holds us in its merciful circles
the rest is a mystery, why I love you
Angela Rose Nov 2023
Being the sun in your misery is dimming me
It’s parasitic
I used to see us symbiotically, I used to think we balanced each others sadness to reach mutual happiness
I was incorrect

Being the blood to your vampiric nature is draining me
It’s bloodsucking
I used to see us as co-unit, I used to think we were an equal part to each others madness and in turn we could reach sanity
I was mistaken

Being the floating device to your endless ocean is sinking me
It’s so heavy
I used to see us a lifeboat, I used to think we were carrying each other through the sea to reach the shore
You’re drowning me
Jayda James Oct 2023
Some pain is unbearable a burden that never seems to rest
How could I be cursed yet so blessed
Memories in my head
Things I can never seem to make clear
Steering from sober
I don’t know where I’ll end
So much on my mind
I can’t even think steady
Will I go back to normal
I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready
I just know that I’m here and enduring this pain
A pain that has brought me so much shame
A pain felt deep within
Unlike anything I’ve ever felt
Worst than any burden I ever given or received
I just can’t cope with the thought of you not loving me
How can you think
How can you see anybody but me
So selfish to think I could have you all to me
Why does it hurt and make my mind run wild
I cannot control my thoughts I just wanna sit and pout
I thought I’d be stronger
I thought maybe it would hurt less
But the more I face my fears the more I realize
I realize things will never be the same
How could it?
How could it ever be the same
I just wish I could block out the intense feelings running through my brain
Thinking of intimacy not coming to me
So strange to say my love still never leaves
I don’t know if I deserve anything far from this
Everytime I look at you my mind instantly reminiscing
About all the good times of the past the pain that made us who we are now
5 years of blessings blessed to still be moving forward
I wish no pain like this on anyone cause now all I see is you
To be back in love
I don’t know what that would prove
I don’t know if we should unite I wish I knew what to actually do
Cause the truth is I’m still in love with you 😢
Some things are unbearable
irinia Oct 2023
we fall, we run, we chase, we hide
make plans and make believes
we force our roots to ignore the cycles of decay
we fill our bodies with rush and dismay
we love and we are ready to die all
the symbolic deaths that ignore the traffic lights
just to just to just to just to
avoid the unbearable pain of being alive
irinia May 2023
this endless procession of luminous shapes of darknes,
of blindind lights full of dark stories passing through
everything my mind can envision
thoughts slowly growing like trees with imaginary roots
to dygest to recycle the unbearably bearable
a true psychic cosmology cause life creates
by destroying, destroys by creating
I need to examine my dreams, not the alphabet of dreaming
-symbolic transformation, not equation-
the terror to be so alive in an unresponsive world
it is pain that turns my thoughts into wax figures
I want to deny that words have a heart of stone cause they might deny their nature
in the beginning was the word, or the emotional field, the primeval soup of vibrations
you are not what you know, you are not what you perceive, you are the one to be felt and let go of
we are all that is unbearably bearable
In a "symbolic equation" (Segal, 1978), the person cannot distinguish between the symbol and the thing symbolized. The symbolic equation denies separateness between self and object, whereas symbolic representation bridges prior loss.
دema flutter Aug 2020
it did not make
me stronger,

it made me break
in new ways
every single time
it trespassed,

it made me adapt
to itself,
camouflage it with its
very antithesis,

and when it had left,
it made me unable to
be the same person I was
before meeting it,

everything but it
felt unwarranted,
barely recognizable
Heyaless May 2020
Unbearable ****** wrenching pain is silence .
Some suffers by drowning in it ,
Some drown others to make them suffer.
Silence draws the life out of one , incessantly for years .
Silence creps into the heart .

When you think you're alone ,
Silence seeps through the cracks .
Silence killing me . I feel like it breaking my bones , it sits in my head like poison .
Malikah Awan Mar 2020
I'm tired of being told how to live my life
Every step I take is a stab with a knife
I should be able to live as I please
live my life to the fullest till I decease
I should be able to speak what I feel
And allow the pain to heal
But the pain stays there
Another burden to bear
The pain stays unbearable
And I slowly fade
I accept it as fate
But never truly accept
What torture you made my life become
The sorrows I had to try to overcome
kim Feb 2020
"you must be lonely"


                                                                                                "unbearably so"
the feeling of isolation never becomes any more familiar
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