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Ecco Kriechbaum Poem
Vast darkness, hoping for a light to frighten the creatures in it. Hoping for a new sense of purpose, hoping that in a new light people will see it as a beauty and not a frightening aspect of the world. Light will bring in opportunities for things in the darkness so they can grow. A tree could grow in the darkness, or the flowers will bloom and bring a smile to peoples faces. The darkness can only hope that light will one day come and bring down the veil between the darkness and the world, if only for a split second. The darkness can only hope that it will grow once it finds its light and shed its unwantedness.
A blinding light, hoping for a darkness. A darkness that will allow people to look at the light and not shy away from its blinding rays. The light hoping for some closure, hoping to not be avoided and to be able to be recognized for its beauty and not the pain that it can bring if not properly witnessed. Hoping the darkness could co-exist with the light and be marveled at together. Light without darkness can be blinding and darkness without light can be consuming.
Copyright © Ecco Kriechbaum | Year Posted 2019
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Ecco Kriechbaum Poem
Life can be a hard struggle. Life can pass you by. Life is like a cruel parent just watching as you cry.
Life can be unpredictable, like snowing in July. It can be like an owl hooting in the night, heard by some, ignored by many, but still underappreciated.
On many rare occasions, life can be happy. It can surprise you with someone you love giving you roses. Or laughing so hard you fall on the ground surrounded by friends.
But mostly life can be hard. Everyone you see can be struggling, but still be smiling. Life will throw you curve balls and laugh when it sees you collapse in tears. It can leave you in darkness with nowhere to go. Life is cruel and life can be beautiful, but mostly it is dark.
If you can be strong enough to get through it, there will be light at the end of the dark tunnel, a short little light where you don’t have to fight, but after the light is savored and welcome, life decides to pull the light away from you.
Life is an odd thing, filled with laughter and sorrow. But without darkness, light can be blinding. And without light, the darkness can be consuming.
Life is a confusing wasteland of emotions and fights for a happy mind and heart. It is full of beautiful sorrow and favored happiness. Life is an odd thing that can be taken away at any second, so savor it.
Copyright © Ecco Kriechbaum | Year Posted 2019
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Ecco Kriechbaum Poem
If you find yourself walking in the adventurous lane of love, you may find certain aspects of different lives intriguing. From things such as finding the smell of the rain pleasant to realizing how intriguing someone's eyes can be.
When you find someone you love, you start to wonder how you ever went on without them. Everything about them seems desirable, even their faults. The way that their hands move when their thinking, even the way their mouth moves when they are eating.
Some people wonder whether or not they will find love, if they will find that ever-long happiness that people seem to be blinded by. Everyone can find love, even if its not a person. You can find love for the simple things, such as the sound water can make when it hits the rocks of the stream bed, or the look of the cotton candy clouds during a sunset. Love can be every where you just have to look.
If you are lucky enough to find a person you love, hold them close. Everyday can be an escape of reality with the right person. Every one will fade into the back ground and your eyes will only be on that person.
Love is an adventure. Love is willing. Love is the feeling of security and happiness.
Copyright © Ecco Kriechbaum | Year Posted 2019
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Ecco Kriechbaum Poem
In my head, I hear silence. The thoughts I once had welcomed were gone and not coming back. All I feel is numbness and sorrow, nothing more nothing less. I try to think of all the other happenings going on in the world and yet, images do not come to mind, only sounds.
The sounds of starving children in the night, hoping and wishing of a different life. The melancholy sounds of a church choir singing of faith and new beginnings. The gut wrenching sounds of a parent crying because their child is not getting the life they deserve.
Alas, among that sorrow I can hear the content sounds of a funny bicker between two new lovers arguing over where to eat. The sounds of a rhyme school children are singing while jumping rope. I can hear the awe in someone's voice as they experience something in a new light and realize that the world is an amazing, uncharted place.
In my empty head, all the sounds of the world begin to fill my head and I am given a new realization, some are given better opportunities and others have been thrown aside like ragdolls. All people, rich and poor, light and dark, sad and happy are fighters. At some point in their lives, they have fought off some darkness. If they can, why can't I?
Copyright © Ecco Kriechbaum | Year Posted 2019
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