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Depression

Twinges of familiar sadness
Threaten to overpower my very being
Can I truly be unseen?
Perhaps I never wanted them to intervene
Silence is all I can give you now
As I absorb all of my thoughts
They rot in my very soul. . .
They burn me into gruel and nothingness
I feel the urge to sleep
To somehow escape the. . .depression
That is exactly what it is
I cannot escape it
I don't want to try. . .
I guess I want to be alone
Yet somehow my soul is screaming for your comfort
That you never give
I just don't want to live. . .
It can truly be unseen
Somehow I know that is what I want
But not what I expect. . . 
Sad, isn't it?

Low as low can be
I never wanted these feelings
These feelings wanted me. . .

4-29-13


*not sure if this should be a rhyme or free-verse...it's a bit sporadic..*
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Eye Of The Eye

What is that awareness by which each body-mind feels alive and becomes aware?—Unseeking Seeker

The underlying of dog-eat-dog world, 
dialogue used to defuse what’s within,
unveiling characteristics, plots and tension 
Wilty pleasures of ha ha ha’s thin skin 
the restless measured writing in prose 
adding realism with metaphor tags
Anxiety insomniacs expose egocentricities, 
loyal coterie, and owning denial lags 
In what’s plain and unembellished, ordinary, 
unpretentious loud screams heard
See me, feel me, read me, 
clinging to ink, expecting gold
Unadorned yet in an uptight hold 

Give me Kodachrome and enhance my view of life!
A brighten-filter emulsifies, nothingness’ behind  
Breathe in, pause, exhaling into wake-sleep 
I go beyond the sky and stars, the earth moon trails, 
minus space junk’s desires, cheap mind-litter
I am Artemis ll, yet I’ve no mind-space or time
Without a shell without a conch, 
I'm the propeller in a solar system
accelerating into orbital grace in a single launch
Earth appears with green auroras and zodiacal light,
A home planet, a breathtaking sight,
a sapphire hovering in velvet 
The lexicon of language, the portrayal of image,
Off the cuff spontaneous levels roaming

Aware with deep breaths and where nothing nests behind 
I seek refuge, I speak well-spoken, I’ve guidance unbroken
I make merits in holy days through alms, 
offerings in namaskar and in mantras healing verses
I maintain these days, I Am this moment 
Eye of the eye, nothing behind me coerces
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Fantasie Wurds

I never thought the end is soon to come
I have scars in my mind's eye that leave me numb
Stop playing mind games with me because I'm not fooled easily
Your fake lies and romance lullabies - I can't stand honestly

Unfortunately, life is not what it seems
You didn't mend my broken dreams
So, you left me in the dust of your farewells
Hopefully true love will find me - only time tells

You're a mystery to solve in my brain
You're making me feel so damn insane
I'll tell you what - I need you to stay away from me
You have the guts to leave me behind, I see

Your heart is unknown to me 
Your actions are heartless as hell
You can't stop me from hurting myself because you didn't build me up fast enough
It seems as if life and its struggles got a lot more rough...I know you're trying to be tough

This harsh feeling overwhelms me and takes over my life
I can't handle all this chaos, commotion and strife
I'm jaded by your selfish decisions and you can't help, but be a success
While I'm a failure in my prison of painstaking regrets in excess

Don't deny me all day and night
Not everything is black and white
I won't back down on this fight for a better time spent with loved ones
You shot me a glare as I walked into the crowd and I loved you tons
But, now, I hate you to the extreme
You ruined my self-esteem and didn't make me beam

I believed in your fantasy words
That flew into my ears like birds
You treated me with maltreatment
I have added to your resentment

I never thought this could be the end of our friendship
It feels as if something special in me has died and dried up inside
Come on, be a man and please get a big grip 
You cut me into pieces of nothingness and my heart is torn apart and denied

Please don't leave me here all alone in this room
My heart literally keeps pounding in anxious doom
I don't need you to criticize me with worthless, degrading comments
You treated me like a punching bag...don't fence me in by your ignorance

Please...
Please...don't desert me like this...
Please...
Please...don't leave me in the abyss
You remind me of happy days 
I know we have parted our ways
But, I want you back, so that I can have a friend to lean on
I have been a horrible person and I'm sorry that you're gone
Form: Rhyme

Fortitude

Madness has found it's circus again.
What? - Panic.
It is where fear holds hands with 
weakness.

To watch how the world changes,
as though it has never had wings
And the enemy is full of nothingness
but it's shadow is cast across
the mind's of those without Faith.

To allow the Sun to shine down 
revealing all the Beings who Sleep
Nature's keen sight -- no thing 
hidden but all revealed.

Since the world has stopped 
Since the music has stopped
Since the traffic has stopped

The world is alone / inside itself
that no one says it the Skies Scream
"orietur! orietur!"
the words come alive!  Alive!

:: 03.15.2020 ::

The voyage of the lost in the void

As I embrace the void
The void swallows me whole
The sentient  sense of nothingness fills my heart
The void hates light as the light blinds the void 
I get really dark fantasies in the void
Pain reigns supreme in the void
Persistent loneness lies in the void
My dear, am sorry I belong to the void
Never wished to taint u with my darkness
Having lost my will to the void, the void keeps me prisoner
The lord of the void shackled me down hitherto 
Living like an empty shell 
Can't describe my downcast dark emotions
The void showed me my end
And it haunts me in the darkness of the void
Yet I cannot hide my endless love for you
Maybe my love for you will drag me out of the void to ethereal light


Set Free

In a world filled with distractions you showed me the emptiness behind it,
What value did all of this hold without you beside it?,
That nothingness was dark and empty and held no purpose at all,
And the sadness was unbearable but you wanted to show me the fall,
I begged you not to allow me to feel this but you said that I must see,
That I must feel the difference without that would bring me to my knees,
When I saw all expectations and opinions flee my mind,
The freedom to love came back to me and in my heart I left them behind,
I realized that I was trying to save myself through all other means I could find,
But focusing on what didn't matter didn't heal my mind,
Yet my heart knew what my mind couldn't and refused to comprehend,
That I needed you more than any of those things but now my heart understands,
In a culture that believes that they must have more to fulfill their aching desire,
And is deceived into believing that this will heal their heart and is blinded by the world's control and power,
Yet all the while, the love sits and waits for their eyes to open and see,
That it has been there inside of them the entire time and is waiting to be set free.

Premium Member Castle Or Search For the Light

I see a shiny castle
On a high mountain top
Surrounded by a starry hassle
Of bright dancing stars
With moon hanging on its pillars
In the bed of puffy clouds
I see the candle light 
Shining through narrow windows 
Of the top floor arched pillars
My heart fills with unbearable 
Longing and desire to touch 
The light with my fingertips
I know I have to reach it
In the darkness of the night
I start my pilgrimage 
That lasts years of despair
Being lost and scared
Taking risky paths that lead 
To the darkness and demise
I panick and gave up many times
After thousands of sleepless nights 
I float in the vacuum of despair
And I am losing my affair 
With the shiny alluring light 
But in the depth of starry night
I see the omen of hope and delight
I see the lights of castle’s
Narrow windows every night
In dreams of deep insomniac daze
I see my hands reaching the light
In one passionate flight
But it seems the castle evades
My desperate attempts
And flies deep in to the
Darkness of the abyss
After all those years 
Of exhausting search 
I am hopelessly lost 
Sinking into dark cold empty
Nothingness I give up my 
Precious task once again
I spend eternity in suspenseful 
Numbness till one day 
After light years away
Suddenly I see the magical
Light flickering again
Much closer than ever 
In front of my eyes
I reach my arms cautiously 
But the light doesn’t shy away
For the first time I try once again
Almost touching its fiery edge
In one leap of despair
Hanging up in the air
Suddenly I see a bottomless abyss
That separates me from the castle
After so many years of attempts
I am no longer afraid or tense
I take a deep breath and descend 
in to the pit of running waters 
Into the coldness of unknown 
Unrecognizable scary world
That I never encountered before
Emptiness surrounds me 
After all those years of being lost
I no longer struggle I must
Descend into the running waters
And float into the infinity
But once again suddenly 
I feel solid ground under my feet
And like a bird in one leap
I fly to the mountain
Till its shiny top
With the wind behind my back
Where the gates of the castle
Are invitingly open
And I step in to the 
Magical light
That I was chasing all those 
Long years of 
Being lost 
In darkness
Form: ABC

Premium Member Would You Still Love Me?

Tonight my ink is mute
and this quill rests in silence.
I’m searching for the perfumed poem
you’ve placed in my aching soul,
when I found a home 
within your aesthetic embrace,
whilst, the honeyed tip of your silvery voice
sketched a sea of flower-patterned stars,
across somber skies, whispering sweet carols 
to the evening sun that wanes and slumbers 
within crestfallen dahlias.

Was I ever a poet before I saw initials 
of your celestial name scribbled in violet vines 
across the pearl face of the blue moon?

I never knew words could weigh heavier 
than dancing diamonds 
glazed in gold,
Until I heard your riveting rhymes 
echo rose tinted tunes of lilac feathered longing.

I love you for the way you thaw 
frost kissed petals into streaks of 
pomegranate prose-
flowing in crystalline compassion.

I love you for the way you’ve painted faceless ghosts 
of my bitter cold past with acrylic glitter,
showing me that every thunder-struck meadow
can grow greener blades of faith. 

I love you for soothing lucid nightmares crawling within darkness to suffocate my bleeding ink.
How you’ve held my onyx heart
while I struggled to weave silken threads 
from emerald tears of angst. 


But how can I harmonize the gravity of your spoken serenades
that linger across this cosmic canvas?
Must I steal every jewel from its rightful sphere, 
just so that you can see vibrant colors of vehement verses, 
reflecting through all that which flickers?
Would you feel me if these metaphors no longer flow in coherence? 
Would you be the Emperor
to my throne of darkness
even if I am just an Empress without a crown?

What if I were nothing but a blurred black dot across a constellation of chaos?
Would you still love me If I wasn’t a poet? 
Maybe these questions will forever
remain as endless equations 
within fractions of no closure.

So tomorrow, if there’s no wind
that can carry these unsent letters to you,
remember my heart is yours till we meet
our unwritten tales, 
before the last twinkling twilight fades into sheer nothingness.

And I will still love you even if 
butterflies would betray the fragrance 
of our undying romance.

Premium Member In the grove of life, where the fields of time were greening with beginnings

In the grove of life, where the fields of time were greening with beginnings,
I spotted you, the naked shadow, a birth from the depth of the holy nothingness.
You crossed its silent threshold, coming with empty hands at dawn,
Unveiling yourself of the shroud of non-being, watched over by stars and the moon.
You embraced the universe, armed with only a pure soul,
In the pilgrimage toward the final silence, you will step again disarmed.
And I ask you, sister or brother in fate, whence come these cold chains?
Why plant nettles and thorns in the garden that was gifted to us pure and untainted?
In the ephemeral dance of being, all gold and silver dissolve into the illusion of time,
All palaces and thrones, sandcastles beneath the waves of vast oblivion.
The only currency that weaves across Styx embraces a finer essence,
A shared love, compassion speaking through deeds, a mirror still awaiting a response.
Ah, pride and vanity, dragons that steal the light from your eyes,
They plunge you into the shadow of a self beached on shores of disillusionment.
But the beauty of life woven in humility and kindness,
Rises like a phoenix from the ashes of falsehood, soaring toward true glory.
We will leave behind only echoes of that breath-song,
With a melody sung in acts of love, in the souls of those who remain to hum along.
This will be the mark, vibrating into eternity, a divine resonance,
The legacy that will cross the threshold, between earth and skies, to be followed with reverence.
And in the margins of time, when departure sends its envoys,
You will part, justly, with empty hands and a heart full of blessings.
The naiads of your eyes sealing the unseen tale left behind,
You remain the symphony of forgiveness, the harmony of celestial love, eternal through giving.
© Dan Enache  Create an image from this poem.

Grieving of the Nether

Pretty little soul
Scared of the world
Afraid of the nothingness
Tightly wrapping the boundaries
Around you

Pretty little soul
Deprived of love
Longing for what you lack most
Searching for what you can’t find
Nowhere to

Pretty little soul
Wishing for one truthful heart
Who can see the grief!
But oh what skillful smile you have
People have no clue

Pretty little soul
Piercing holes into the future
Waiting for the right path to appear
But all the while the ground beneath you
Vanishes too

Pretty little soul
What a complicated symphony
Is the flow of your thoughts!
Failed understandings
Derails their mind from what is true

Oh pretty little soul
The world doesn’t give up
On shaping your self 
In a mold to their liking
Really, nothing knew
Oh, oh pretty little soul
All you want is time to blossom
If only the world would stop
Watering you whenever they please
And do it only when the need is due

Pretty little soul
Your grieving is as visual
As a photograph
But still their eyes refuse to see
And their feet reject your shoes

Oh pretty little soul
Oh pretty little soul
Promises made to satisfy the world
But what about your own desires?
Who will compromise to them, just who?

Pretty soul, pretty little soul
If only one could runaway
Running away, running away from expectations
Suffocating is the weight of it
Oh pretty little soul

They, oh pretty little soul
They’re stares pushing the sky on top of your shoulders
Holding, holding on
Surviving, surviving
Is the only thing they let you do

Pretty little soul
Life, living, life and living
What is the link between them?
The search for that is as broad
As the sky that is blue


Pretty, petty little soul, Oh pretty little soul
The lost, the unsolved souls
Who hasn’t found their way
Life is a grief for the nether
Don’t leave your hope
You need it to go through
Form: Prose

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