"suffereing" poems
The life of a soul
is like a candle.
Birth ignites the solid
wick,
and a fire, consuming, is breathed
into the malleable consciousness;
the wax of knowledge
is melted
and molded.
The soul is born
quite opposite of animosity,
and thrives in the
rapture of curiosity.
It is whole,
with nothing foretold
but that existence unfolds,
till pain settles and
fringes the rim.
Fear and hurt and loathing,
the gusts of extinguishing,
take back the breath of ignition,
and leave the candle's wax to settle
as before.
However, to the surprise of the mind,
observers shall find, that much like
the levels of wax still to mold,
the conscious, depressed,
is weary
and much less bold,
but, yet, passion thrives,
and the fire survives,
anew to seek what is
more potent
and true.
The cycle continues,
repeating.
Melting and fading and
melting and
fading,
and
Knowledge is gained!
Ignorance is burned like
the wick of the soul's
candle!
Until the wax is quite low,
and the fire won't show,
and the wick of life's candle,
once burning and fading,
is now dying.
The enlightened light,
the fire and shine,
was snuffed into nothing
by time.
The wax's decreasing
was brought forth
with the increase of knowledge;
with the process of living;
with the suffereing of wisdom.
Perhaps, then,
ignorance is not bliss,
but bliss is death,
for in death there is time,
time to reflect, and to grind
out the details of life,
and to rest
without the crossing breaths
of passion and exhaustion.
Jul 27, 2012
Jul 27, 2012 at 10:58 PM UTC
We share a stare across the table.
Her eyes glow with uncertainty.
Her mind becoming unstable.
This seems to be taking an eternity.
My moves, as smooth as her skin.
I saw she was open
so i went all in,
but inside she was broken.
She is hesitant,
strong, but confused,
suffereing, but resilient.
Life left her bruised.
My time is running out.
I throw my cards down
so she can have no doubt.
Will she follow?, or will she just frown?
Apr 16, 2012
Apr 16, 2012 at 5:29 AM UTC
i'm standing
nay, protruding
from this crowd of conformants
all lined up like soldiers ready for battle
that they hope won't come
but i'm ready to fight
at least against conformity
my appearance is unlikely for my kind
but, i'm still standing
some of us
like me
have been here for ages
we know the ins and outs
of our habitat
the young ones are always trouble
doesn't take much for them to snap
but, at least i'm still standing.
on a bright sunny day
unexpectedly
our battle begins
all i can hear around me are
screams from devices, snapping limbs,
the tanks have come for us,
i feel the tinge of fear come upon me
but i stand strong
They won't need me, i'm different right?
i hear the screams, they come closer
they
squeeze
all
sound
from my body
"If I fall in a forest, and nobody is around to hear me dying, am I really making noise?"
silence .
i glance around me, i see nothing
except the grass
my friends are lying, suffereing
but i have no limbs to spare
But hey, at least i'm still standing.
Mar 15, 2012
Mar 15, 2012 at 12:54 AM UTC
When I am in my darkest hour, a place where I feel trapped
I try to find the light, something to bring me back
For all the pain that has hurt me, for all the good that had turn wrong
I still discover that love that brings me home
And its you, you heal my pain and suffereing
Give me the strength to carry on
Because of you, I am no longer lost
Your embrace holds me close, a place where I finally belong
I wish I could turn back the hand of time
Fix all I had left behind
But if life is ment to hurt, then erode into good
Then I am glad I have you by myside
I couldnt do this on my own
This I want you to know
For love is beauty that ponders everlasting
Every touch exceedes to a masterpiece of endurance affection
The sun rises because of this connection
The moon shines with forever promises for you and I
Fear no longer exists
Pain is now put back in the dark ambis
The unchanted door is unlock
You hold the key to my heart
Your love abolished my hurt
You heal and mend my wounds
The rythum that beats steadly to the drum, finally plays the right tune
For our hearts beat as one
And when I fall, I only fall in your arms
The roses breaks apart and surrounds our love
Drifting through the wilderness
Nothing left to find
We have it all, just you and I
Nothing can compare to this affection
As time passes my love for you ceases deeper, growing everlasting
I long for you as the desert calls for rain
As the father and son needs the holy ghost
The mountain climb is endless, theres no limit of this road
I long for you, every night and day
And I pray that it will never change, til forever stopps existing
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
here
where my soul dies
here
where my eyes cry
here
where i take the blame
here
where you break cries from my throat
here
where i wish i could fly or float
here
where my personal hell resides
here
where my suffering has bagan
here
where i hope the suffereing will end
here
where the hate surrounds me
here
where i call my home.
Oct 20, 2012
Oct 20, 2012 at 5:52 PM UTC
Stab your hand, right into my chest
and pull out my heart,
it's for you, but i'm too much of a coward
to extract it myself.
When you're done ******* this whole city
I'll let you know i love you
Becasuse I don't think its true,
not just yet.
In this desert I'm suffereing
and tomorrow it will rain,
Tomorrow never comes.
My feet never follwed the wrong crowd.
Sit and bow our silly heads
forgive ourselves for never living
But I really want you to know I love you.
Jun 1, 2012
Jun 1, 2012 at 2:59 AM UTC