Curtains of Existence

Here is a poem that is more on the lighter side (to me at least), the simpler things, I have a couple more that I will be posting that are maybe even simpler. Since this style is somewhat new for me, I could use some feedback.


I love it when a good idea takes off...

I sit in my apartment,
Wondering what to do.
I finally make a decision,
To go for a walk.

I grab my batteries,
Put them in the CD player.
I pick 2 CD's and leave the apartment,
And out the building I go.

I see cars,
As far as the eyes see.
When did everyone,
Get in such a hurry?

I head off onto a side street,
I see houses, flowers, and trees.
All so close to one another,
But so far emotionally.
When was the last time,
The neighbors dropped by,
Just to talk?

The trees droop above me,
I lift my head to smell the aroma.
The flowers stand beautifully,
I stand in awe of their peace.
The scent of it all is quite sweet.

...yes, I love taking off, and it is good...

I round corners,
I walk the streets.
I see hundreds of houses,
I see a couple schools.
When did everything begin to look the same?
Are they ever going to teach what's necessary about life?

I ponder as I walk,
Does anyone appreciate the small things?
The flowers,
The birds,
The aroma's,
Trees, ant's, rodents, sap?
The wind and the sun?
Do they appreciate their arm's and legs?

I wonder,
Yes, I wonder what the true answer is.

I walk back towards home,
I smell the pollution, the toxicity.
It disgusts me,
That many buy the dirtiness.

Cars whiz by,
Going to and fro.
I step back into my building,
Unlock my apartment,
And back at home I am.

 

I like how the number of lines in a stanza changed.
I didn't like all the acronyms in this. I thought it took away from the seriousness.
Otherwise, I loved it.

 

It's kinda like a story! I like it alot!

 

I agree with everyone about your poem, Master
very nice.

 

"A thought drifts into my mind,
I sit here at the computer,
Online, in the library,
In a city...within a town."

Oh, this got me right away.
:]

 

Thank you for the most recent replies. Here is one I wrote a couple months ago when I was upset with the way life goes and the big mystery of everything coming down to "I dunno".


If I were God,
I wouldn't make myself a mystery,
And have hundreds of religions,
Claiming to know my truth,
Or fighting because of the differences.
If I were God,
I wouldn't create a known evil,
And have it be the source of trade,
Having the world revolve around it.
Fighting, killing, and stealing for it.

If I were God...

I wouldn't make my people,
Afraid of me,
Afraid of living,
Confused, depressed, angry, sad,
Alone, abused, guilty...
Afraid.
Hurt.

I could say all the negative words,
Which are more numerous than the positive,
Of what I wouldn't do...but I won't.

If I were God,
I would allow my people,
To feel loved,
Know it,
Taste it.
A reachable destiny,
Easily attainable,
And long lived.

Some things would change,
Some would stay the same.

Yet if I were God,
A divine dominion,
And were asked of things,
I would send this message:

"Ask and you shall receive,
Deny and you shall be denied.
What is this you ask of me?
Is it power or divine truth?

A great deal of many put there souls upon,
Answers are given yet they don't see.
Weakness and strength-who is to choose?
Evil and purity-who is to determine?
What is to be given to a person in need?
Denial? Acceptance? Answers? Nothing?

A riddle is what it is.
You figure the riddle out,
You'll find what I can give."

 

I just wrote this yesterday. ​

Are you strong enough,
To hear what I have to say.
Are you strong enough,
To face the reality of my words.

Are you strong enough...

My fellow mankind,
I hear your words,
I feel your pain,
Your sorrow,
Your anger,
Hate,
Your lies,
Desires,
Wishes.

Are you strong enough,
To face yourself,
To look in the mirror,
Your hands,
Your face,
Can you accept what you've done,
What you are doing?

Every time you turn away,
I feel it, we feel it, the world feels it.

Are you strong enough?

Are you strong enough,
To turn away from your hate,
To give in and compromise?
Can you accept that your first words of hate,
Cut the deepest?
Can you accept that your face in anger,
Looks nothing like a friend?
Can you accept that your violence,
Will end in with our lives silenced?
Is that the world you want?
Are you strong enough,
To live in our world,
That will become darkness?​