'fare ye well' kind friends
It’s ok, to not: be ok
Struggling to find those sunshine rays
on a cloudless day,
or sparkling stars on a moonless night
feeling alone while at the epicentre
of your family gathering,
or craving attention while being a shut-in
It’s ok, to not: be ok
If years of dedication to showcase
your talents, merely make you a target
while those you deem, talentless
seemingly triumph without effort
It’s ok, to not: be ok
When grief becomes a permanent shadow, anchoring
your heart and shackling your lungs
dreading, your lonesome tomorrow’s
so each sipped breath, is an epic poem to overcome
It’s ok, to not: be ok
If your childhood is a nightmare tale
horror Genres are Too scared, to tell
It’s ok, to not: be ok
Fighting for love
with everything you have
while other’s, brazenly
take and ask for more
then forget to wave
as they sail for glitzier shores
It’s ok, to not: be ok
If you read these words
and Smirk, knowingly
at the foolishness
of us, whom you deem
far less intelligent
for enabling
those you view, as a scourge
by spouting our empty words
of wishful hope
when you know, for certain
at that bleak hour
no one
would ever, bother
to check
if you still remembered, a time
when breathing
wasn’t something, you did
without, first
having to remind yourself
it’s something: you need.
It’s ok, to not: be ok
If you read these words
and laugh, at how absurd
some people dramatize
mere brushstrokes, with pain
because you’re certain
weakness, is only a mindset
easily corrected, if people
would only get a backbone, I mean
look how successful, you’ve turned
that hellishly vile beginning, to your life
now,
what you’ve come to realise
as a gift, for shaping you
into something wilfully, unbreakable
and so what, if your tear ducts
are mere ash
seared-tight by all that burning hate
you Choose, to fuel
your painstakingly bleak
daily survival.
It’s ok, to not: be ok
If you can’t read a word of English
but find your emotions bubbling
and your eyes, glistening
yearning, to know
this cathartic experience’s, true meaning
or
have an Oxbridge doctorate
in languages
but find yourself, befuddled
by the sheer pointlessness
of what you’ve just been reading
It’s ok, to not: be ok
It’s ok if you think, politics
is our only meaningful answer
or revolutionary anarchy
our only way to stave-off, extinction
It’s ok if you feel, religion
is our only solution
or you wish there was a deity
just, to have your say
It’s ok if science is a nuclear certainty
for our demise, in your eyes
or if you can’t wait for nirvana’s promise
of time travelling, immortality
It’s ok, if you can’t find the energy to care
about anyone or anything and simply stare
or, you prefer perching on fences.
Truly: it’s ok to not, be ok
for our lives didn’t come
with a start-up manual
of do’s and don’ts
or small print promises
of happiness and peace
All we started with
was a beating heart
and a gasp of air
everything else
every gesture
every thought
every sound
every word
every moment
we created, ourselves
by design, maybe
or stubborn luck, possibly
So really, I promise you
it’s perfectly natural
that we’re all
so imperfectly, fallible
together and individually
existing, as part
of a seemingly chaotic
universe, within Nature’s
cyclical, weather bubble
of conflicting, gravitational balance
between our glimmering, hopeful nights
and our consequences of stark, daylight.
It’s ok to not, be ok
what matters, Most
is that we Fight, to grasp
at those featherweight tethers to Fortitude
striving to survive, long enough
to take that next, all-important breath
knowing, all of existence
asked nothing more of us, from the start
so all those crippling fears and aspirations
we helped manifest into our lives
we can simply, try to ignore
for now, and just concentrate
on experiencing
one more breath
one more second
and eventually, hopefully
one more rise
one more step
on our march
to whatever, better
we look to aspire towards
Choosing: for ourselves...
Or not, and simply wait
for inevitability’s, final note…
It’s ok, to not: be ok!
Just remember
if you’re Living, through it
Chances are
you Know of someone
that’s already: Survived it!
or Sadly
Mercifully, they’ve escaped it…
Time, is fleetingly finite
seems pointless, to waste it
rather, lets loot our share
and boldly choose: to live it!
© L. B. Mek
April 2021
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Comments11
Magnificent, masterful & truly wonderful x
I feel like anyone who took the time
to read this humble scribble
should have their patience rewarded somehow, lol
thank you! dear poet, how very kind
An amazing read ... well expressed ))
glad you enjoyed it and thank you
for investing your precious time
to read such a lengthy write, dear poet
A truly amazing perspective on what we see in existence as each moment arrives and then fades. - - this is surely one of your best L.B. and certainly goes to the top of my favourite list. Loud applause for all the hard work in writing this saga of life in its unfolding and how to "Live it Your Way"
will never get over, how rewarding it feels
to gain your recognition and support
for my humble scribbles, thank you! dear Fay
LB - wow....... If only the world could "get" this message. You are an "old soul" I'm thinking...... I started to hold my breathe while I was reading it.
'old soul' or just plain old? lol
so glad you could connect with the write
at a deeper level, its so rewarding
to have readers understand the message
I was trying to convey, and sorry
for making you read something so long
you forgot, how to breathe... lol 😉
appreciate your encouraging comments
humbly, I thank you
Cor blimey LBM you took me on a journet here, from pillar to post. I dont think i know anybody who isn't well within the compromise of being ok with not being ok, self included. Heck the grudges outlined in my MPS post bear witness to such.
A good read, I'm still trying to get my breath back.
sorry Dusk, admittedly it is a little long
thank you for investing the time, dear poet
if it gets your approval then I know
this must be a decent write;
really appreciate your encouraging
and as-always, insightful comments
I love it, it’s very well versed “ featherweight Tethers’ ooo so nice! Yes, it’s okay not to be ok
Amen!
it really is, isn't it?
wish more people can realise it
would help them deal with life
a little better I feel, maybe...
(but what do I know) lol
thank you for your continuous support, dear poet
Very nicely written beautiful poem.A very positive attitude
so glad you enjoyed the read
thank you! for investing the time
and for writing such an encouraging comment
really appreciate your support
wot an epic abridged version of 'the universe and the meaning of everything' you have gifted your readers today sir ...
I just feel sorry for those who for whatever reason are gonna miss out .........
and I did chose the word epic very carefully my friend ..
just in case you were wondering
your loyal fan, Me 🙂
oh now, look what you've gone and done
give me a sec to blink back me tears, Manfully
ahem!
right.. em, erm... I,hmmmmm
just, you know
thank you, means a lot and stuff
you know..
ya... you do, know!
😰🤧😎
Mmhmm! This is great, I love it. Thank you for this wonderful read, I needed these words tonight.
beautiful,
makes it all worthwhile, for me
humbly, I thank you - so very, very much!
you've made my Day!
Super words Mek, may that fortitude be forever within us.
Andy
Amen!
indeed my insightful friend, Fortitude
is a key element of the message
I was trying to convey;
we Must, find a way
we Must, Choose to Strive
so that maybe, we Too
can get a chance to Thrive!
thank you, Andy
Had to come back to this for breakfast and so glad I did, as others have said here! It's a privilege to read your words my friend, have a fantastic day!
glad you liked it, dear poet
and thanks for the continuous encouragement,
stay safe, my friend
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