Dark Poetry #4 |
WHERE DID WE LOSE? |
Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Sitting shotgun, awaiting arrival to a place we all hate to go The loss unbearable as it is, continues as those we've not, for some strange reason, had a reason to see in years hug us with tears and those we've never met, seem endless as they enter, but for the same as I Sitting shotgun, the beauty of the Earth rarely having a reason to stop and notice makes me weep even more...the question starts to sink in Losing employ, debts perpetuate to a place we all hate to be The struggles hopeless as they are, refuse as we try, for some strange reason, to find a reason, any reason, to overcome fears continue to blast and bombard the weak concept as they pile, and we, what, hope? Continue to try? Losing employ, the glory of the Heart rarely getting the chance to matter and tug opens emotions I try to hide...the question begs its notice Reclusing to observation, just wondering to a place that we all hate to think The headlines bleak as they are, manipulate as we fail, for some strange reason, to fight against the programming and control for complication is what turns the world as all forget...the reason...the meaning Reclusing to observation, I sink, reminescing remove and restrain all bad...the question I give full attention. I deviate, now, from the scheme of past lines Where did we lose it all? Glimpses we are given daily, in small kind acts and in smiles invoked by animals being lively, sunset being more grand than noticed before, children doing the unexpected...not the norm But, sadly, tomorrow dictates worldly necessities that we created so as not to remember... So, tonite, I thought I'd meander a bit but don't worry, the world will try me to forget Yet, here and now, which cannot be raped, pilaged, stolen, borrowed, or destroyed...the question was re-presented to myself... and to you. Where did we lose? (Yep...this one goes back a few years) Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I'll have to read it again latter to get a better picture of what it is saying. So I can respond. But I think I understand a little bit of it. -GIS Doing the same thing a million times in a row will definitely affect your head. Read and pratice and read and pratice and read and prati........ead a |
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EveGnosis Member
since 2002-02-21
Posts 300New York, USA |
"But, sadly, tomorrow dictates worldly necessities that we created so as not to remember... So, tonite, I thought I'd meander a bit but don't worry, the world will try me to forget Yet, here and now, which cannot be raped, pilaged, stolen, borrowed, or destroyed...the question was re-presented to myself... and to you. Where did we lose?" wow. really made me think. let's forget about all that crap and just enjoy the animals at play, and the pretty sunset and green grass, ok? awesome poem. yeah, most of the world sucks... but not all of it, thank god. i'll always need a friend, one i can defend. |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
Many might would disagree with me; I found this one to be one of your best Oh, Purity. It is a bit difficult to read because of the intended lack of punctuation. But, by the time the end arrived, I was floored. You went through death & loss, financial loss, loss of reality and beauty, and then pondered where it was lost, or when. According to your answer, the world "tries" us to forget... I loved that, and I agree. Thanks for re-minding me. Poignant and Perfect. Rider "So give life to your dreams, for there lies your survival, and cast your heart beyond those faded scenes, and I'll bring you through the storm" |
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