From a speck to a shard, smashed into judgement by lifes path
Held by my older sister at the top of the stairs, not knowing why the voices have to be so scary and hands have to be heavy
Slowly each piece got its own mind, dissecting every person to see what they are capable of.
This view became my shield, I'm the judge and executioner. No one is ever going to break my reality again, I'll see all the negative coming my way.
Then came the first collision, not from someone else but from me. I was stepping on a path I placed other people on, my own voice scared me and I was losing control of my actions.
As I sat with this shard of a shard, asking who we really are. It took me back to where the first crack appeared, saying each one is a river that needed to appear.
As my journey has gone on, more have been found. At the darkest of moments they would remove my fear, whispering you've got this in my ear.
The very latest one said now you don't have to look, be the ocean and each part will come to you. Life has been a ride to find out what judgement was, you have felt and been "it" seeing both sides of the coin.
At the centre of balance all becomes one, we are all shards just doing our part. Together the bigger picture can only be seen by Mars, when we finally give our children no violence, degrading unstable homes.
Whatever life is out there, will then probably say hello. Until then I'll just keep shining out, forgiving and doing all things I am.
As my own speck of a shard, with every song I've listened too helping pump the blood from my heart. Giving back every word and every thought, looking out to the day we all gain our own control.
Letting go of who we are and knowing from the soul, everything matters and nothing ever goes wrong or right. It's all just an expression of life.
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I don't normally write like this but as I gain confidence, I thank you all for giving me the inspiration to keep expressing myself. Much peace and respect
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A fine write Dan. Yes, have confidence to write. Sometimes I 'adapt' it to what I think other people should hear (read). But then it's not unique, and is only done to please others.
Absolutely i think we all do it in some fashion.
Always appreciated
If you keep on doing what you are doing.... are you headed in the right direction. I hope your answer is quick and self assuring.... I only pose the question.... You are the answer.
Brilliantly said, I have no clue anymore but I am me and loving it.
Thank you for being my question, I shall continue to be my own answer!
A muse you are my friend, always appreciated
I couldn't imagine a better answer Dan.
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Those shards can be formed together which is what you are doing and the broken shards that were evil will be formed into the beauty and wonder of your newly found life.
Hear, see or speak no evil is my never-ending goal. With wise friendships around me I think I'm nearly home!
Always appreciated my good sir
I think these words should be read as they are writ or laid down... and without any attempt to synthesize or analyse them or their meaning... I am quite sure if your readers are able to approach your written voice in such a way.... they will be more than happy with what they find and feel..... I enjoyed this page very much sir..... Neville
Brilliantly said my friend and its funny that I didn't spot the typos until I read your comment.
Now the very is every and the has is now have, I still struggle with my grammar put as you know there is much passion behind every word.
Always appreciate yours good sir!
you are always more than welcome.. funny innit we are all so different..
my grammar was fine, but my grandpa was windy and cloudy and....
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Keep on writing. Write to record, to recall, to revisit, but above all, write for yourself.
And to you Good sir, a true inspiration on this.
Please keep writing!
An amazing piece of encouragement and sense. Humility was and is ever the answer. Thank you Dan.
Forever the student, never the master.
Thank you for helping
Much peace and respect
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