The nest of world, the rest of it twirls..
spinning with no direction, as it dives within curls..
pearls like unique ideas, coles like bad habits,
losing the depth of it all as it continues to happen..
no plan.. just nothing to really deposit..
withdrawing your brain cells from your patriotic fosit..
its done..its over.. lets pause this,
start over.. but how.. how the fuck did we cause it..
wait.. just wait a minute..
there is nothing wrong i promise..
our mind is beginning to work like its suppose too..
im not Nastradamus..
but i felt this.. it was felt upon happenings..
the flap begins when the soul is trapped within..
the mind works wonders when death is not all u think..
a sin.. a link to see beyond our first blink..
of the eye... u see nothing but trouble..
yet u fail to see the top of your lightned tunnel..
its been shining.. clearing the way..
but until you see it.. night will creep through the day..
day will never see sun.. there will be no more shadows to walk upon..
our breath will be forgotten, minds will be lost,
so try.. not just for your expenses .. but for everyones cost..
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
“I don't care if I fall as long as someone else picks up my gun and keeps on shooting.”
- Ernesto CHE Guevara
yo that was realy good man i liked alot man keep thats shit up bro ...props
ReplyDelete4 sho man thanx alot for the feedback.. :) its good 2 knou ppl appreciate poetry :)
ReplyDeleteim lovin this one! very well written
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Ness
:) thank you Nessa.. appreciate ur feedback <3
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ReplyDeleteLike how in the beginning you paint a picture of this sort of sanctuary (nest) surrounded by this storm of chaos...yet you still say that in the chaos there is not only bleakness ("coals/bad habits") but also treasures ("pearls/unique ideas")...Which is beautifully put, mostly taking into consideration that to find a pearl one must search in the dephs of the ocean, as opposed to coal, which is of no value and is only fuel for the fire.
ReplyDeleteLove,love how you transition to saying that one should open their eyes to the positivity and hope in life...the light at the end of the tunnel...but reasurring that until its done one will walk in darkness.
My favorite line of the poem however is "there will be no more shadows to walk upon" that is genius Rodrigo, fucking beautiful, shadows are many times seen as a reflection of the soul...so to say that there will be no more sunlight for who I feel is a lost generation is cool.
Keep writing and writing and writing. xoxo
THANK YOU CRIS.. I WAS WAITING FOR UR FEEDBACK.. I KNEW IT WUS GUNNA BE AWESOME..thank you for takin the time.. i love you.. and yes ill keep writing :))
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