sickening words, puked out of the system.
but the toxic remains.
i'm observing silently; what's her next move?
how can she be so heartless, so cruel?
how can she speak of such evil, when she declares that she loves him?
i'm sitting in the corner, watching, listening.
the puzzle did not make sense to me.
the more i look at it, the more puzzled i become.
how could someone who demands such perfection of others' moral compasses,
someone who seems flawless and of such high standards on the surface,
be so cold and self-centered inside?
she moves quietly, disguises her cunningness with meticulous care.
but to me, she is an open book, waiting to be read.
the mechanical movements; the narrow-minded banter; the showcase of affection in front of others as if she's fishing for jealousy -
they are simply technicalities of a larger problem.
the problem being that she is afraid to be hurt.
therefore, she'd rather be cold and detached.
treading through life by using others instead of being used;
only interacting with those who have a certain value that appeals to her,
that assists her advancement and development;
climbing up a ladder that leads to god-knows-where.
but in the end, i'm afraid she will only end up being alone.
not capable of tolerating and loving others selflessly.
it's a sad, sad sight - to see that she won't ever experience the kind of enlightening experience.
this moment of epiphany, this moment of complete calmness,
this moment of real happiness - will not reach her...
unless she changes the way she views things now.
throw away that pretentious moral compass that she secretly defies anyway.
rewrite the Code. perceive things differently, from a higher point of view.
relieve unnecessary stress created out of exaggeration.
stop using and start giving.
connect rather than contract.
open the heart, and breathe in deeply whenever it begins to put up those barriers.
breathe out and knock down those barriers.
welcome new experiences.
you're young.
you're mighty.
enjoy the grandeur and idiosyncrasies of life, but only enjoy it with someone that you're not in some sense, exploiting...
enjoy it with someone who you genuinely like to spend time with, because of that natural bond you two share, and the selfless love that you have for each other.
that is the harmony that keeps the world going round and round...
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Poetry is built on two main elements of layers and layers of meaning. The layers of poetry form a sound structure, which consists of rhythm, rhythm, rhyme, and intonation. Therefore, the beauty of the form of a new poem can really be enjoyed when read or played. However, the readings are done with perfunctory would also not be able to offer that beauty. You make it so perfect. I love it.
This is the sad truth and the world people is headed to. They go after where they think they will be benifited. They use other people for them to success. They became greedy and want to take all with them. Forget the true meaning of humanity.
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Love your writing, beautiful work.
I just had a great time reading it - lovely way to put in words so many things
Lovely. Upvoted and Resteemed.
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I really don't know anything about poetry but those words sounds nice
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Really deep , and true .
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this poem is deep my mate...it made me think of a girl i once knew, check out my poems on @the-alliance...this gets a vote from me
The free flow poetry style you use is very inviting and invigorating for the reader. I look forward to reading more.
You have made touching poetry. So nice!
This words, "not capable of tolerating and loving others selflessly"
This is the satire statement. Sometimes we need to be the one who do selflessly to aware our self from the bad things
Love poems are very melancholy. I'm weak, I'm afraid, but I should be able, when the lonely night against the chill of the night, when I thought to soon be able to hold you, in the embrace of a warm like silk quilts, but what can i do, at this time I can only pray that what I aspire to be realized in a bond that is recognized the world and the hereafter. Thanks brother @honeybee Thanks
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I really really like this honeybee. Your rhymes and rhythms flow subtly and naturally. You might even be my first resteem! Though not quite sure I know how/ if to do that!
Beautifully written @honeybee
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This is just amazing . Keep it coming . Waiting for more ....