Tattered Posted May 7, 2003 Report Posted May 7, 2003 Have you ever considered how in life some of the things That enpower us, can turn into the very things that strip us down And repress us? Love Pride Trust Each of these can grant us perceived emotional strength beyond Measure. But quickly, how fragile we fall. Easily we puncture When the insecurities of Fear Doubt Envy Falter our peace and impead our progress. We are not immune. When we are lifted up for the false saftey and support Of these things we can suddenly and painfully meet the instability of The human condition. Dare not to rely on another, and Miss a once in a lifetime opportunity. Allow to be made vounerable to another, and Give away power that can be missused. So many times I have lost my footing left weightless in mid air, my soul at risk, my life a shambles. But what has changed? Only my preception only my feeling and only My emotion. I have been broken. I have been made the fool. I have felt beaten and fallen on my face. The next, first step seems Impossible...could this be centered around Pride? As imperfect creatures we search Searching endlessly for the part where life's ambitions make Sense. We all come to the point when we realize nothing matters As much, when no one is there to share it. The stakes are high. The statistics, comfortless. The task essential and inevedible.
Tasslehoff Posted May 9, 2003 Report Posted May 9, 2003 * stands up and claps * Very Well Done Tattered. Once again, I hope you opt to apply here. Thank you for sharing your poem. IT was very good, very deep.. Very well written! Bravo! *exits*
Peredhil Posted May 13, 2003 Report Posted May 13, 2003 Heh, here I am trying to catch up and discover this gem. Why do I picture a '60s Beatnik reciting this, while a groovy girl with no expression beats on a bongo drum. Seriously though, it has a thoughtful message. My choice has always been to risk it - I'd rather live and chance pain than just exist. -P
Tattered Posted May 16, 2003 Author Report Posted May 16, 2003 How'd you know P, That's exactly what I was doing with this piece. Do you feel the rythm? YOU make me laugh! Histerical! Beatnik!
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