"What you don't know can't hurt you"
but it is the unknown we fear the most
Few know themselves it's true
making our inner nest, host to a ghost
In a shell with no windows, we bar and bolt the door
Covers over our head we feel safe inside
Now the monsters we can ignore
Not knowing that we reside with those, from whom we hide
Our growth stunted from lack of sun
sheltered from the rain
Not knowing that we are the one
that causes our pain
Make friends with the demon
Oneself one must get to know
Knowing them will make you a free man
Courage will then sprout and grow
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sorenbarrett (
Offline) - Published: October 12th, 2024 04:34
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The theme of self discovery feels so necessary. The line which seemed to leap at me and asked me to take notice was 'making our inner nest, host to a ghost'. Just WOW! Great theme expressed in lovely way. Thank you
Thank you Rebellion your words serve as fuel for the poetic fire and I thank you for your support.
Powerful work.
Thanks Thomas
‘Know thyself,” it has been said but not as easy as jam and bread!
Thank you so much Arqios your cryptic words are most appreciated my friend.
I so wish I could embrace this view, another of your classics.
Thanks so much Dan for the read and kind words they are most appreciated.
The unknown can also bring such wonder to our lives soren. Very good words.
Andy
Thank you Andy for the read and kind support. I appreciate it
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