it's kind of strange,
i hear birds outside in the darkness of the night
normally i hear them only in the daytime
i'm not sure why that is
maybe i don't listen for them in the night
i don't know,
but
they sound distressed
i'm not feeling it tonight
not feeling that joy of living
tonight i am feeling something else
a question
what is the point ?
i mean really, what is the point ?
it all just seems ...
i don't know really
don't know the word to describe
what it all seems
but it's not good
it's just, well, pointless
there is a deadness in the air
a dry , withering, wasting away
the earth giving up
falling apart, collapsing beneath our feet
it's tired
disintegrating , crumbling, broken
beneath the feet of men
who don't care
is there hope ?
or
no hope
can we know hope
in a world full of madness ?
hopeless, helpless, wounded, broken
all the world in disarray
tomorrow is another day
goodnight
~~~~~~~~~~~~
(simple words written on October 25th when I felt something ... or nothing )
Lia~ 10/25/2015
i hear birds outside in the darkness of the night
normally i hear them only in the daytime
i'm not sure why that is
maybe i don't listen for them in the night
i don't know,
but
they sound distressed
i'm not feeling it tonight
not feeling that joy of living
tonight i am feeling something else
a question
what is the point ?
i mean really, what is the point ?
it all just seems ...
i don't know really
don't know the word to describe
what it all seems
but it's not good
it's just, well, pointless
there is a deadness in the air
a dry , withering, wasting away
the earth giving up
falling apart, collapsing beneath our feet
it's tired
disintegrating , crumbling, broken
beneath the feet of men
who don't care
is there hope ?
or
no hope
can we know hope
in a world full of madness ?
hopeless, helpless, wounded, broken
all the world in disarray
tomorrow is another day
goodnight
~~~~~~~~~~~~
(simple words written on October 25th when I felt something ... or nothing )
Lia~ 10/25/2015
the days grow shorter and night creeps in to steal our hope
ReplyDeleteif only......
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The days are getting so much shorter.
ReplyDeleteJust take a look at the candidates that are running for president. Hard to have any hope at all.
Love your poetry. (-:
A bunch of buffoons if you ask me !
Deleteour purpose is to provide 'input' to the universe - to search and experience - one can't fail so long as one lives, and after that phase we will possibly be reassimilated into the infinite cosmic conscience from which we came. it is probably helpful to consider the 'thoughts' as rumination of the ego - an unnecessary construct of social conditioning, and just let them go.... as my cajun friend Sanford Langlanais RIP would say - after one time comes another....
ReplyDeleteAnd how do you know this ?
DeleteYet adam (man) is born unto amal (trouble, tzoros), even as sparks fly upward.
ReplyDelete~Jobe
I suppose if man was not born into trouble , he would make it.... :-)
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