The one percent that matters

spilleronsheet

The pricking needle of reality

Pricked the life

the glares,

the stares,

the epidemiology of criticisms  spread….

 

 

another day 

started with counting of days 

days of doom

when greetings of fall listed

 

 

maybe the sprout thought

it would be strong

not waver 

with those words 

the so called unkind words

 

 

alas 

who thought 

the medicine of meditation 

still couldn’t shove off the day 

 

a book

of thoughts recounted

small things subsided

the breathe was alive 

looked up at sky; sky of visions

thanked the heavens for keeping alive 

counted the finite galore heard in life 

sticking  up fingers in remembering the few friends…

 

 

took the dose of forgiveness

surpassed those;

those negligent of pain 

burned the letter of fall and failures

took the vaccine of ignorance; to those needless criticisms

immune to blames

immune to stares

immune to counting of flares

immune to stress caused by thoughts

 

disease 

or not 

shall continue to live health of happiness

painting the sky with hopes

just one percent more better than yesterday 

dropping just one percent worst of yesterday….

 

 

 

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Comments8

  • Fay Slimm.

    What an inspiring read and thanking you more than you know for this posting Spills - -- every day is a sure gift to do with as we may.

    • spilleronsheet

      So glad that you liked it dear Fay
      Much appreciated
      Thanks for such sweet words

    • L. B. Mek

      'took
      the dose of forgiveness
      surpassed those;

      those, negligent of pain
      burned the letter
      of fall and failures

      took
      the vaccine of ignorance
      to those
      needless criticisms

      immune to blames
      immune to stares'..
      write, ink it all out
      till we can, distil any milk
      as, an iota of a messy
      theoretical, explanation
      out of all
      this abundance of senselessness
      threatening, to drown-out
      our sensibility's and sense...
      (a great read, dear Poet
      thank you)

      • spilleronsheet

        Thanks a lot dear Mek and i totally agree in those lines of you
        Shall ink it all
        Though a messy expression
        I shall try to refine more

      • Neville


        .. it works for me .. thanks for the nudge in the write direction .. left this page feeling a whole lot cleaner, better and generally lighter ... thank you ............... N x

        • spilleronsheet

          Glad you could feel lighter after going through it
          Looks like the poetry served its duty rightly
          Thank you so much dear Neville for the kind comments

        • FallenAngel1🕊

          I've tried meditation,but my mind always races with thoughts,..but I too am left with a little feeling of lightness from your words. Thanks🙂

          • spilleronsheet

            So glad fallenangel
            The words became precious if it could ease others
            Keep practising meditation
            One day you will be able to detach for that moment

          • Rozina

            Words that give me hope, thank you so much.

            • spilleronsheet

              Thanks a lot dear Rozina
              I am glad the words could sow the seed of hope

            • Goldfinch60

              Very good words spilleronsheet and that final stanza is so positive and that is the way life should be.

              Andy

              • spilleronsheet

                Thank you so much dear Andy
                Much appreciated

              • AuburnScribbler

                Another masterful write here spilleronsheet.

                Though it's clear, your poem leans towards the one vs. the many, when it comes to the "crunch" we are all in the same boat, and the way you remind us of that, particularly in the last two stanzas, is wonderfully achieved!

                Bravo, and I hope that all is well!

                • spilleronsheet

                  Thanks dear AS
                  Burn the oil and the fat
                  Let’s make them aware of our arrival

                • Paul Bell

                  I've always loved medication, just sometimes saying buzzwords can have a relaxing feel about it. I've just never managed to take it to a higher level, though I'm still trying hard at it.

                  • spilleronsheet

                    You shall
                    Keep transcending and going through
                    Meditation is a miracle and has to be done almost regularly
                    And slowly you will seep in that magic
                    It’s just magical
                    That feel



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