For the Eternal Source of Angst of Humanity
(2014)
This is day 16 of my month long Rondelet marathon! This poem was inspired by a longer poem about my struggle to find a life purpose. It's a long, arduous struggle that everyone goes through.
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Homicidal And Honorable: synonyms. Homicidal: Requisite for glory, vital To one’s worth. It’s the pseudony…
An instrument of chipping glaze an… Though it is seldom played in pres… the wear of glee’s remnants tint t… Dust glides through the air, drift… The open window disturbs it’s peac…
Child-like mind still beyond my comprehension. Child-like mind raises worlds—surpass the divine. He’s released from the detention
Gracious, have I ever been so los… Stumbling, over and over, I begin… My words are my shield and sword,… Damn, why don’t you see what I se… Love has never been a choice for m…
Write one a day; A verse that explores all cycles. Write one a day. Structure takes the mundane away. Creativity is viral
Why go outside when one can buy what the world sh… Why go outside? Rain sounds far better when I’m d… Perhaps one can’t smell the roses
The urge to do. Yearning to start, with much zeal. The urge to do. Yearning to finish, with a coup, Or without, I will always feel
My wheeled tribe’s steel-hog trip Has now peaked in the valleys of d… On Glaciers, glossed by dew. Stil… Though this frost does surprise th… Bear-grass can grow despite
Arbitrary and, I guess, insignificant Arbitrary makes me revolutionary. One time around, for me, glinting
Tu es nicht mehr, bitte, Herr, weil ich kann nicht. Tu es nicht mehr, bitte, die Schmerzen sind sehr sch… Weisst du wenigstens Augenblick,
I am sorry that my mood has been so curdled. I am sorry I can’t remedy what ails me. The dispassion come from hurtles
All I’m known for is indignancey Unilaterally, that’s all I guess. Dilated perceptions since infancy Righteous soap box preaching to br… Even though the rest, my peers, wo…
It is silly. Really, please, to me pay no mind. It is silly. I watch longingly, yes, creepy, But I see you to her be kind.
In sleep he dreamt of blissful thi… These soured, made his mind a tain… He says, there’s nothing more to l… I should’ve stopped the struggles… The warrior confides his festering…
I write sorrow It’s no matter how much I strain. I write sorrow. My scripts cast over by shadows. Lyrics I compose show pain