Thunder, followed by the harsh adrenalin rush
As lightening illuminates the unsuspecting
fragments of shattered nerves.
The spinning feeling which sets the unbalanced pivot
crashing against a pounding brain.
Which way is up ?
Which way is any way at all ?
Nobody understands how the pain rips
right into the innermost corners of a false reality
touched by fear,
set alike by a cruel twist of fate
Beaten by the never ending knowledge
that it will happen, over and over again.
Craving a peace that never comes.
A gentle breeze to caress an aching heart.
The smell of the sea and the warm embrace
of the sun as it beats down
with a promise of a better tomorrow
God knows the answers.
Why is he so tough on those who do right by him?
Everything goes full circle.
The world is round.
Everything has good and bad.
There is always an opposite,
a positive and a negative.
Dreams are always there to encourage us to aim
for their fulfilment
To realise them as our goals.
To wake up looking for the rainbow after a storm.
The fresh smell of the earth,
kissed by gentle raindrops during the night hours.
Why does the whole pattern of life
therefore parch our souls like the dessert ?
Why does it make us cry like frightened babies ?
Where is fairness and kindness ?
Where is the desire to achieve ?
We have our support group. Those that say they love us.
Those who say we are special.
Those who bring the joy we all need,
and could feel inside.
When the next storm comes
we are no better prepared for that first lightening strike.
No calmer in our fragmented hearts.
We will just sink deflated into our armour shield,
until the storm dies down again.
The pounding as the heart feels the emotions good and bad.
Which way will the next trauma go?
There are many paths to take,
but to walk away would bring yet another kind of pain.
To stay could destroy years of already lost life and love.
Which way to turn ? Which way to run?
Do you ask for forgiveness,
even when you know you are not to blame?
Now the brain has joined the constant pounding of the heart.
Both are playing the same song of woe.
I do not know the answer.
I do not know the question.
I do not know our fate
I only know that this storm in my heart
is tearing me to shreds
1997
Author notes
A bit long I know. But so relevant to so many people.
A contest entry
- BLOW MY MIND UP by Swan song.
1000 points, ended August 26, 2007, 20 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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hard to know the answer when we cannot even form the question. This really describes mental confusion well. The background is a bit disturbing, like strobe lights because I have seizures but it fits the poetry well. Thank you for entering
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I do not know the answer.
I do not know the question.
I do not know our fate
I only know that this storm in my heart
is tearing me to shreds
hardship and pain
background is awesome -
This is an excellent poem and I can tell this is going to be tough to judge, There is mass depth in this poem and i could go on forever about its merits I will be back to read this again
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Wo great write...love the background though trying to read through it is giving me a headache lol....well it is long and very sophisicated quite unique
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Amazing. Long, beautiful, and well amazing. You truly are an awesome poet. Your whole poem flowed well and the thoughts that are in this poem are provoking. keep up the great work and good luck in the contest. Kahy
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Hello,
Wow for I think being the only one who truly gets what I wanted in my contest you deserve all the credit you can have. I am glad you entered.. There are many poets here on AP that I have followed for a while (ever since I joined about 3 years ago) but always have felt to small to comment on there works. Mostly because my comments where nothing but “Who hey that’s pretty cool!” but also because some pieces are best left unspoken about, they deserve the beauty that silence brings and I found it to be like that with a few of your pieces, so hereby I apologize for not commenting all these years..
Rivage
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Like thunder we never know when th next event in life will hit
and never do we really have any answers, I also loved the metahpor and the imagery thank you for sharing with us
FrozenTears -
What a powerful lot of questions you got going here... and who really does know the answers other than God himself? And then we wonder about what makes him tick... he is so mysterious and his answers don't always make sense to us...
Just let me say that this is incredibly thought provoking... I had to read it over a few times... love the metaphor and imagery, but I like the sequence of unanswered questions the best of all...
Great job my friend...
Blessings
~Frog
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