Cogitaro Anima

[girlninja]

Faith

In the abscence of nothing
to the extreme wealth of everything
yet I am not content
always seeking
always longing
for that something more
bathed in rituals and piety
yet in my heart I am stone
feeling empty
no longer asking what's there
sure of everything
yet confident of nothing

Seeing the sun rise
bathing me in it's astral glow
a warm smile on the sky
all is right with the world
feeling tears from the night
lament with its misery
screaming "I don't know."
The wind wails across the trees
turn back from the wide path you chose
it illuminates a narrow field
full of snake holes
should I go there?

Should i walk the road less traveled
leave footprints upon the sand
go where few have gone
be a revolution
Should I risk it all
for something that all seem to scorn
that no one can say it is absolute
except the faith they rest on
the ghost-like assurance they have
seems to be all mirror and smoke

However, there is that one thing
Yes, that one thing i felt so long ago
when I had nothing
when all the world shattered
leaving in it's wake destruction and chaos
and tears, so many tears.
Except for that one thing
that one illuminating light
that pierced through black tar and muck
pulled me up from the chains of snakes
and brought me to peace in green pastures.
I had forgotten that one thing
I had forgotten what brought me to life
what turned me into a "real" boy.

[Kaori]

Interesting poem. With the number of images that are mentioned in passing, it almost seems as if you are using some personal symbolism in the poem (the field of snake holes was particularly intriguing).

I would caution against using familiar phrases like “the road less traveled,â€

[girlninja]

well i did those lines on purpose..because they are so cliche just to make it almost mockingly ^^ thankyou so much for the encouragement and criticism please continue reading them so i can get better ^^

[girlninja]

Reading in the dark lit room
of the many accomplishments others have done
feeling the oown inadequance
feeling the tearing of the soul
thrown to the abyss below
Such is the image of perfection
such is the scale we are up against.

[Saint Kevin]

Inadequacy?

Good poems girlninja. Perhaps one of these days I'll post one of mine. Just one.

[girlninja]

lol yea i have trouble spelling when i type fast lol Inadequency lol i'd like that Saint ^^

Light

I sit in the darkness
of the midnight moon
on my knees
my eyes lifted towards the sky

Tear drops from heaven
trinkle down
wiping and mingling
my own tears away

And I look up
looking for the Light
the one that I once knew
before the fire

The one that took my soul
breaking it into half
A preacher's mocking tone
condemned and alone
hearing those lovely gates close
the ears of Heaven turned aside

So i cry out to the one I once knew
that wonderful Saviour
and I have to ask him
is this how things are supposed to be?

Where those so full of piety and righteousness
mock the sinners of the world
that they themselves are perfect
sitting upon their thrones

Or is it like jesus
who walked with the outcasts
cleaned the grime from the worst
taught on a level plain
God isn't this how it's supposed to be?

[girlninja]

Dreams *Rurouni Kenshin poem*

Scars of the past
deeper still upon my face
everlasting reminder

Reminder of the blood soaked streets
the little children's cries
the sharp swords piercing skin

Tears from the heaven's night
soaking the innocents
cleaning the mud away

Scars of remembrance.
remembrance of pain
remembrance of death.

[girlninja]

Come out

This is the time
Everyone out
Come from the roof
Come from the underground
Come out and Praise the One
Who came from above
Came below down to the muck
Just to save
Just to save us

Let there be noise
The rocks make their song
People comin up
Praising the Holy one
Let the rooftops shake
Let the creatures declare
He is there, He is here