To be a victim of hatred and rejection, can feel like the resolute unwavering steps of approaching doom.
To be a victim of hatred and rejection, can feel like a soul tries hopelessly to cling to its original abode.
To be a victim of hatred and rejection, can feel like a soul thrown away from its true identity by an alienating blast.
To be a victim of hatred and rejection, can feel like a black vortex leads to a bottomless pit, grows wild, and asks for its due share of the damned soul.
To be a victim of hatred and rejection, can feel like the everlasting hellish dankness that would be the perpetual residency of the deplorable soul.
To be a victim of hatred and rejection, can feel like an eternity about to be spent in close proximity of an Abusive Mate.
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Samer Amin (
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Powerful write Samer.
Am I reading the last stanza as this is what has happened to you or am I misinterpreting it?
Andy
Actually, I always try honestly to reflect my personal experience into my poems, because I believe that reflecting personal experience is an indispensable ingredient that can create an atmosphere of sincerity around any piece of literature.
Thank you so much for your caring and for your insightful remark.
Good write Samer.
Thank you so much, your encouraging words are always able to make my day seem better.
Thanks Samer. Yet we may secretly like to hate sometimes maybe. A sneaky thought or two that, well, not actual harm come to someone, but a bit of misfortune, and say 'That'll teach them!' Or 'pick holes' in some people that we may not like. But then surely we only move ourselves nearer that vortex then.
Your analysis of this psychological dilemma is amazing to say the least.
I guess you implicit message is that, it would be better to focus on the positive side in any given relationship, and not trying to fight back by
secretly harboring so many negative feelings within our psyche, because that can lead to a kind of spiral vicious circle, and can increase the misunderstanding gap.
Erm, yes, something like that. I joke that if I get too 'psychological' I get a headache and have to rest! lol.
But it's a human selfish thing, I think. I do it myself too, currently relating to a huge money appeal for a church building - at this time of crisis even. It's disgusting really, I think. Well, it won't succeed, if folk cannot give yet again.
But then one may says to me 'What about the widow's mite story, where she gave all she had?'
The widow's mite story can be so relevant to this discussion, because it can illustrate how we should be more appreciative of others' material or emotional support for us, even if it might seem very tiny according to the large scale standards, because what we might consider as a tiny support, is actually all what they can offer earnestly.
I bet that church don't care about THAT. They will say 'Give us all your dosh, rich or poor!' What do I care? I'm not even with that church now. Partly I left because of their greediness.
They clean the outside of the cup and the plate, but on the inside they are full of greed and self-indulgence.
Good Read Samer. To Andy's point.
Just for the fun of it. Re-write one of your poems leaving yourself out so the reader can feel it happening to themself. Remove the refuge of empathy.
Thank you for your constructive feedback.That's right. We can make a poem more related to others by removing its ego-centrism, or its first person high-light, since this might add a lot to its resonance with others.
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