Blissful

Dreams, oh so fragile
Like a string caught on fire
Only to sever, shrivel, and vanish
Right before your eyes

You think you've seen the light?
All you have seen is stars, glimmering
Until they implode
Turning to more darkness

A pain in my side
Takes pain to give life, takes pain to die
Nothing can pardon pain
Life, is a placebo

Savor the pain
With rewards comes suffering
Enjoy the pain, every ounce
Drop by drop

Silence is blissful
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Northeast Avatar
January 8, 2012 at 9:02 PM
Is the cup half full or half empty they say- it is all how we view the view or taste the taste- to me life is wonderful but better is coming, all the very best, brenda
Schlueter Avatar
January 8, 2012 at 9:11 PM
Thanks for the comment. The cup question has always perplexed me, I hear it all the time. You never know what is in the glass, nor do we measure the exact amount that is in it. It simply 'looks' half full. Best to take chances, drink, and find out while you can :)
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace