Tonight's Various Musings...

[Fkeu'itan]

Just a few things I wrote tonight, first one written about this song.

I feel music,
Coursing through the veins,
A life-force that drives me.

Every beat,
Is an ecstatic cliffhanger,
Waiting for the next glorious shell to strike.

Every note,
A sustained fix,
Of limitless hapiness.

Every lyric,
Hits me, Empathising;
As no human being can.

But my soul also weeps,

For as high as these sounds can lift me,
I will always know,
They were not composed by my hands.

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Trapped.

A need to escape,
A desire to leave,
A want to run.

Things my mind has the ability,
To provide in such vast quantities,
But so difficult to coax out.

Parameters lock me in,
A prisoner to time,
And my own mind.

Release is difficult,
When you are stuck in an artificial box.

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When you feel so small,
Everything is colossal.

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A new day breaks.
The clock ticks over.
But nothing changes.
The event is unmarked.

Despite it being,
The beginning of a beginning.
A new day brings new;
Opportunities, challenges, people.

Yet we sleep through
Such a momentous occasion,
Eyes closed,
Wishing it had never hapeened.

As those around me,
Lay seemingly lifeless,
Lids fused shut,
Refusing to acknowledge...

I remain alive,
Awake,
Greeting the day,
With a modicom of emotions.

A new dawn has just broken.

[Silver Storm]

you are a true poet. this is what comes to you in one evening? those are great too. in all your poems there is your own style.

i like the first best.

[Fkeu'itan]

Thank you again for such kind words Silver Storm, i'm glad you enjoyed them, but really the pleasure is mine.

Also a thanks to you Seshat Tsahik. I have had such occurences too, sadly not with 11:11, but usually with 00:00, hence why I wrote that last poem. The article was a fascinating read and a nice piece of prose too. Thanks again.

[Toshowlove]

Were you ever a poet, but didn't know it? (Okay.. lame joke is lame...)

Wonderful work! Made me feel like i was sitting in a poetry bar, except listening to things i enjoy hearing about as opposed to someones poetry slam about their neighbours cat (how artistic!)

I look forward to hearing more!

[Fkeu'itan]

Thank you too for the kind words Toshowlove, there will be much more to come I assure you.

Hehehe "Poetry slam about the neighbour's cat"... that made me smile.

[Seshat Tsahìk]

Oh of course, lol, now i see. So do you mind me asking did you find anything on 00:00? I find this stuff quite fascinating!

[Fkeu'itan]

Oh of course, lol, now i see. So do you mind me asking did you find anything on 00:00? I find this stuff quite fascinating!

To be completely honest, i'm not entirely sure, there was a little something there... but I think it was just the knowlege that it was the break of a new day more than anything.

[Fkeu'itan]

Some more things I have written in the past few days.

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder as they say,
And beauty to the eye,
Can be achieved without chemicals.

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The problem with insanity and enlightenedness is that,
To those that have never come close to experiencing them,
They border a blurred line.
But to those who feel they have experience them,
The difference is clear.

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I don't know what's happening.
I have changed beyond all recognition.
But Have I lost myself?

Or found myself?

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Hands,
Raised to the heavens,
They quiver,
Channeling.

A feeling,
Of empowerment,
Strength,
Seemingly lost in years past.

Modern stimuli,
Present the feeling...
But the sensation itself,
Is archaic.

Deep things,
Stir now in the soul,
Feeding
An insatiable desire.

Pushing,
Higher than ever
was deemed possible,
Arrival is glorious.

A mere fraction
Of a short second
Is allowed,
Within this place.

The crash,
Is inevitable.
Hurtling back
Toward a darker place.

Until,
Hands.

Raised again.

[Wanderling]

Ma tsmukan, I have no words to describe how moving your poetry is to me, but I love reading it. Thank you for writing and for sharing it with us.

[Fkeu'itan]

Originally Posted by Wanderling

Ma tsmukan, I have no words to describe how moving your poetry is to me, but I love reading it. Thank you for writing and for sharing it with us.

You're welcome Wanderling, but the pleasure is mine.

[Sonoran Na'vi]

You use imagery well. It makes your poetry more alive. Nicely done.