In a world of hate and segregation,
Despair and self envelopment,
Do we truly understand our intention,
Do we feel what is true excitement.
In these thoughts and expectations,
We miss what's under the surface,
With the changing forms of variations,
We are trapped in a dark haze.
We see with out taking it in,
We hear without actually listening
We feel without connecting,
We love without accepting.
For some that is enough without it being fulfilling,
For others it's a mask that doesn't fit,
For some it's difficult truly being,
For others being is accepting it.
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Author:
River valley (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 18th, 2016 18:05
- Comment from author about the poem: Just my thoughts written in a form to express myself after attending a couple of meditation gatherings
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
great poem! yes we perceive differently... and we will not always know or realize - even people we are close to .
keep writing !
Thank you 🙂
I read it as just going through the motions without true commitment and passion. For " just your thoughts" I'm enjoying the way you think.
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