Short Poems From My Heart

Exploring Emptiness

Emptiness inside us is what most seek to avoid facing
We fill it with artificial meaning, yet never embracing
From people to people we seek constant validation
Not realizing we are placing our own limitations
Perhaps our emptiness is what needs to be explored
It could be the door to the liberation we've never aimed toward

 

I like this. And I agree, emptiness is an important part of our spiritual development. I think for an aware person. emptiness comes and goes like a wave. Filling yourself up with illusion is no different than emptiness to an enlightened person.

 

Thanks for your input. Though my poem isn't about spiritual development.

 

I've come to believe that writers live on an intellectual plain which has a big hole in it where they either jump into or get forced into when they write. That hole leads to truth, love, freedom, etc or in my opinion, to God.

 

That's how i feel about my dreams. I'm not sure if i want truth, love, or freedom. There is nobody to share it with.

Are you a writer? Your post got me thinking and its timing was good.

 

World drifting further apart
Greed and manipulation considered as smart
Man dividing against other living things
Destroying the connectedness and the beauty it brings

 

Wow! I like looking into your mind through your writing. I'm not much of a writer, but have written a few things. Here is my only poem;


At some point in my life I became aware of the seed of God deep in my being. I nurtured this seed with thoughts and actions of love and peace and truth and freedom. I protected this seed from the attacks of the world and never betrayed the integrity of it’s being.

As the years went by I discovered that most of the people around me had either sold their seed to the highest bidder or had fed it thoughts and actions motivated by fear until it withered and died.

Finally after finding out that I could not be bought or scared into submission, the world decided to erase me. But by this time the seed of God had become my main reason for being and I fought a long hard battle to protect it. Alas I was overwhelmed by superior odds and was trampled to death.

But lo and behold I found out there is no death. And when I looked inside my being to the place where the seed of God was planted, in its stead was a magnificent, radiant tree. The minions of the world attacked the tree with their machines and weapons only to find out their weapons were useless and their machines broke down. So at the end of the siege the little egos of the world took their broken toys and left.

It was then I realized I was not the trampled ego lying in the dirt but the magnificent, radiant tree with roots sunk deep in Mother Earth for sustenance. I no longer needed the world but now the world needed me.

 

^^ Love it, thanks for sharing.

 

I think we are making contact with our writing, even though writing is not my preferred vehicle.

 

Maybe, its difficult to tell. I'm not a writer myself. I prefer to express myself through physical movement more so than writing. But i do find your posts refreshing.

 

For emptiness to be fullness must also be
In sadness exists exaltations seed

 

Imaginary Problems Becoming Real


Nonexistent problems created by thought
Desire to solve em, these imaginary wars being fought
Starts from the mind then bubbles to the surface
Spills over to the battlefield where we kill without purpose
Causing the planet so much suffering and fatalities
Why can't we see we are producing a harsher reality

 

We really are on the same page here. If you want peace, then just be peaceful, don't be violent, It's as simple as that, but nobody sees it. Anyway, I'm glad you are still writing your thoughts down here.

 

Thanks, though i am violent. I just express it without causing harm to anyone. Martial Arts, fitness, and writing are different ways for me to channel that energy. Some of poems are very violent, sexual, and depressing. Perhaps i'll share some of those as well. I don't condemn does dark emotions, i accept them as even those so called negative emotions can be expressed creatively. Violence in music, art, and poetry, is beautiful. Violently harming or killing someone is ugly. Instead of picking up a gun, pick up a pen and paper.

 

I do violent and sexy video games. But in the physical world I don't use that kind of energy. If you have a playstation 3, I could show you, these games get very intense. lol

 

I haven't played video games in years. Back in the days of super nintendo. Mortal Combat and Street Fighter 2. Now i feel old.

 

There are sexy video games now???

 

The ocean swells, deepest wells, from where darkness dwells. Deepest water rocks and sways leaving corpses in it's wake. Ravens caw above the shore picking flesh and leaving sores. Sockets dry and bones bare, bloated bodies everywhere. The smell of death in the air, broken families left in despair.
It could have been avoided, nothing lost, if we would have paid the cost. The dice are cast we paid our price all it costed was our lives.

 

I don't really play those games. Mostly I play on line co-op games where you help the person who you're playing with instead of trying to kill him. But you have a great start after playing those games. You can now tap into the technology of on line gaming. I've played on line with lots of guys and find if you want to form deep relationships, sex and violence are the tickets, lol Being old is not a problem with me. Just an active mind is needed. Anyways here is how I look on line;

 

I'd rather see how you look off line.