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The explicit ramblings of a disgruntled rhapsodist. Everything written is juxtaposed between the boundaries of good and bad, brilliant and kitsch...

For me, this is the essence of poetry.


Rygaen Yuui
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But I shall do what I think best, as how I feel,
How I know I want to feel.
And how I know I want others to feel -
How it feels for others to feel what I feel.

Who can trust this?

But I would push cause to argue
That to act upon what you feel near
As just to deceive yourself and others.
For in as much, perhaps, we are more truthful
To what we do than what we say or mean.

Therefore:

I feel sometimes,
That the truth never is
When contradicted and misaligned...
That the only way to move on
Is to sensibly forgive transgretions.
That people cannot be fully helped
Until they see things for themselves.

I feel sometimes,
That in talking, No one listens...
That flies go blind
When they smell potpourri;
The winds calls my name
Expecting my desperate pursuit.

I feel sometimes,
That the more I become patient,
The more prayerful I must become...
Those you care for the most
Unintentionally make plans to hurt you.
Wounds cut deep by atomic molecules
Are the ones unnoticed by others.
People who claim sincerity should
Often match their mouth with their step.

I feel sometimes, that life is pass or fail
Offering plenty of cheats with only one correct solution...
That friends are the near the best blessing,
Although they aren't always dependable.
I face a trial in a foreign land
With only a glimmer of light to guard me.
The more I pray,
The more patient I must become.

I feel sometimes,
No matter what I say or do
I cannot prevent destruction;
You could bleed every moment
A word proceeded your mouth,
And no one would even care to take notice
(Though Good News, let me bleed forever).

So things matter not.
Whether 'twas,
Whether 'tis, matters not.
Nothing matters, but that all these 'feelings'
Be aligned with the purpose.

Inasmuch, I hope you can forgive me
In as much as I have forgiven;
In as much as I have been forgiven.
The words I speak, they shall not change;
They shall not augment nor diminish.
No sorrow from you eyes, nor regret from your lips.

Live life without regret.

For though I feel sometimes unimportant,
Albeit: honor, loyalty, family, friendship, and sacrement
All the while worth every second to have been so.




 
 
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