I like this poem alot..I wrote it explaining or basically trying to explain the battle each one of us has with ouselves..and the fact that some people have actually lost their own identity in this struggle.
Distorted Realities
The illusion will not go away
Like a never ending dream it haunts
Distorts reality
Lost In what is real and what is not.
The mind in Constant battle
Notions fighting truth,
Ideals fighting reality;
All in search for but one great answer.
Too wide to contemplate
Too deep to comprehend
Too profound to consider
The battle continues
The loud hammering noises causes brilliant
Suffering of the soul.
All the commotions of the universe
Brings about confusion.
The human spirit not brave enough to elute
The mask that so tightly creeps self.
Causing it to bleed, scared to nourish the still
Voice telling it to escape.
Death prevails
Who am I?
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I stand
i wrote this poem trying to basically find meaning to who i am.this is what i came up with,I also got some inspiration from a very amazing woman who inspired me to do what i love..write.
Stand
She stands alone in a world full of companions.
In a word full of pairs she stands unshaken.
embracing the circumstances burdened
on her by the almighty.
My solitude
My birthchild
I stand alone and feel complete.
the life that chose me,The life i have chosen
I hear the almighty in solitude and feel mesmerised
hypnotised by the loneliness that frightens so many.
The world misinterpret completion
causing havoc to millions of souls.
The world defines completeness;
a state of been with another.
Her soul begging to differ with such misconception
She feels complete standing alone.
She stands complete.
Silence speaks
with an unkown,unheard tone
in the wind it speaks.
in the rain it speaks.
It speaks when i pause to listen.
It is the voice within me,the voice of me.
the voice comforts me,heals me.
In the silence i am reborn,
It is in the silence that i am made strong
In the silence I speak
Should i then be afraid of my own soul?
Hide from the voice within?
Should i be lost in the masses?
Lost in the preconceived notions of the world.
This is who i am,I stand alone.
not lonely,but alone in solitude
fulfilled by the silence of it all.
Palesa
Stand
She stands alone in a world full of companions.
In a word full of pairs she stands unshaken.
embracing the circumstances burdened
on her by the almighty.
My solitude
My birthchild
I stand alone and feel complete.
the life that chose me,The life i have chosen
I hear the almighty in solitude and feel mesmerised
hypnotised by the loneliness that frightens so many.
The world misinterpret completion
causing havoc to millions of souls.
The world defines completeness;
a state of been with another.
Her soul begging to differ with such misconception
She feels complete standing alone.
She stands complete.
Silence speaks
with an unkown,unheard tone
in the wind it speaks.
in the rain it speaks.
It speaks when i pause to listen.
It is the voice within me,the voice of me.
the voice comforts me,heals me.
In the silence i am reborn,
It is in the silence that i am made strong
In the silence I speak
Should i then be afraid of my own soul?
Hide from the voice within?
Should i be lost in the masses?
Lost in the preconceived notions of the world.
This is who i am,I stand alone.
not lonely,but alone in solitude
fulfilled by the silence of it all.
Palesa
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