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….
- Author: spilleronsheet ( Offline)
- Published: January 17th, 2022 04:25
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Comments8
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.
So glad that you liked it dear Fay
Much appreciated
Thanks for such sweet words
'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)
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
.. 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
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
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🙂
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
Words that give me hope, thank you so much.
Thanks a lot dear Rozina
I am glad the words could sow the seed of hope
Very good words spilleronsheet and that final stanza is so positive and that is the way life should be.
Andy
Thank you so much dear Andy
Much appreciated
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!
Thanks dear AS
Burn the oil and the fat
Let’s make them aware of our arrival
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.
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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