ramblings.........
is it enough to only want to know what we already do?
is it enough for me to be content with my perception?
where does one turn when they realize the limit of their scope?
where do i go, now that i wake to this understanding?
who should i turn to, when i know they won't see?
who do i turn to? God?
yes....the infamous glory of the unseen, the gravitational pull
of faith and everything sacred....yet so uncouth by how people rape the notion of his goodness and glory, of their actions they themselves bless to be in his name....
i'm a sinner, can't pretend to be holy. to strive in my striving, that's what i do.
but it's not about that...
.....let go of words, of false emotions and just see what is..
..i saw a girl,
who met people of all sorts
who had habits of all sorts
who admits herself to self help books
who keeps on trying for improvement
who laughs when shes nervous
who cries for no reason sometimes
who makes lasting friendships
who just goes on like theres nothin going on in the world
who likes poetry, reading, listening, watching, but not really
who seems interesting, but not really
who can't not tell it just how it is, obnoxiously honest, all lies
who can't fathom the reality of life
who walks around wondering what it's all about
who wonders, and wanders all day
who accepts without limits, but subdued by perception....
and on and on and on....
........random ramblings.
is it enough for me to be content with my perception?
where does one turn when they realize the limit of their scope?
where do i go, now that i wake to this understanding?
who should i turn to, when i know they won't see?
who do i turn to? God?
yes....the infamous glory of the unseen, the gravitational pull
of faith and everything sacred....yet so uncouth by how people rape the notion of his goodness and glory, of their actions they themselves bless to be in his name....
i'm a sinner, can't pretend to be holy. to strive in my striving, that's what i do.
but it's not about that...
.....let go of words, of false emotions and just see what is..
..i saw a girl,
who met people of all sorts
who had habits of all sorts
who admits herself to self help books
who keeps on trying for improvement
who laughs when shes nervous
who cries for no reason sometimes
who makes lasting friendships
who just goes on like theres nothin going on in the world
who likes poetry, reading, listening, watching, but not really
who seems interesting, but not really
who can't not tell it just how it is, obnoxiously honest, all lies
who can't fathom the reality of life
who walks around wondering what it's all about
who wonders, and wanders all day
who accepts without limits, but subdued by perception....
and on and on and on....
........random ramblings.
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