Thread: Poetry and thoughts of an absent mind

A varying viewpoint

The psalms of the damned

The light shades the true ambitions of all,
Running and swirling beyond what hides.
Heralding the beauty of life within its grasp,
Shouting out that all is a struggle to ascend to paradise.
Yet the wanderers of many lands ignore,
They do not know of such things as prayer.
Only survival takes priority to every aspect of time,
Revolving around a circle of death that await every corner.
Darkness lies beyond and above the rest,
Fear and murder being the only truths.
Resisting or ignoring leads only to an inevitable state,
All will pray the psalms of the damned one day or the other....



The guidance of the light

We do not need to look further than hope,
Holding our hands to not let us fall.
Yielding the inner strenght of what makes us whole,
Training our souls to accept the inevitable moment of judgement.
There are some that look towards no one,
Folding their arms and not looking back on the days of old.
They deny our fayth though are always welcome to join,
None the less do they fallow a given path as lost lambs.
Deeds of harsh sins are punished severly by the lord,
Granting pardon is the way for those pure of heart.
For them there is no salvation of the soul,
Only a step to where their spirits lay bare to eternal suffering.


The last stand of the stranger

Whatever good comes forth may it be,
There is only dust that will remain of its passing.
A resolution of deeds have no worth where I will be going,
Holding dear to hope takes away time to find food and shelter.
Loneliness is the one journey that makes me vibrate,
Asking not for help as only your wits will show a new day.
Heading to the next destination is but one of many choices,
Nothing is laid out or definate even after it has passed you by.
Hatred or vengence isn't much of a passion to hold onto,
Unless it hinders the needs that keep me alive.
I do not pray to gods or superior beings,
There is only the next step that I can think of right now.



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I rejoice in joy,
There is plentiful of hope,
I smile to your voice,
I do not doubt this feeling,
Relaxing to this language that I do not understand.

Letting my body be one with grace,
Feeling the energy filling my heart,
Trailing back towards the sea of endless waves,
Reaching out without having to catch this sparkle,
Growing before the light that is expressed.

Not denying the emotions that come over me,
Treading along a crossroad of multiple positive aspects,
A rainbow of colors yielding kindness,
Venturing through a tunnel that is complete,
Recesses that will always remain open.

Inspired by listening to Maaya Sakamoto's songs


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From another forum where I was asked to write something that seemed utterly wrong or right. I randomly chose something that normally is essential to humanity, and took what felt wrong at that time while I was thinking about it.

Wrong:

Emotions

Life undone by philosopy,
Creations of the living humanity.
No regret passes those underground,
The mystery remains bound.
Cherishing that in which has been,
Not looking at what lies within.
Resolutions lead by hope,
So many times they could not cope.
Rushing an attempt to daunt an emotion,
Never there is absolution as there always is comotion.
The tear of a loved one no matter the reason,
Holds power beyond any smile or any season.