For Virtuality - Dreaming Reality Away - Yesterday's Doings

Out from the tunnel.

For Virtuality

Doesn’t matter--does me no good, I end up disappointed

Another ‘thing’ which no longer serves me

What there is no point in, what is of no use,

There need not be any indulgence in

Look towards the sky, in your heart

 

Dreaming Reality Away

Why are you here?

Imagining me so real out of my contained self

Living life as I wanted, keeping dreams close

To diverge into fantasies,

From my loose gripped reality

 

Yesterday’s Doings

Damn--does it die hard?

 

Leaving blank solemn sheets upon my time

Apathy conjured up from breaking habit

With bits of urge--sprinkled in the mix

Just enough to get me up, seeking distraction

I’ve gone ten years without, and ten years with

Surely tit-is-for-tat, I’m done now

Author's Note

Reviews

[R Smith]

I love the way you have constructed this poem, its true that which we desire most is that which hurts us the most, we end up disappointed, looking upward in your heart but diving into fantasy even while trying to hold onto dreams, they always fall to our unwanted reality. Yes it dies hard because the past is all we know until now is then, did you indulge in some kinda drug fantasy to find distraction and 10 with or without can relate to many highs and lows, now at last things should come around for you and its over bravo, great writing :)

[V. P. Trujillo]

Hah, I enjoy reading your insights, and I welcome your words. Thank you.

[Steve L.]

Very deep, existential piece...excellent structure...your writing style is right up my alley...also very intellectual in its themes. Extremely well done.

[V. P. Trujillo]

Thanks, I really appreciate that.

[AprilRN1210]

have read this a few times and it hits hard.. the emotion, the resolve, the introspect layered with the enchantingly haunting music is captivating and powerful.. wow... I can relate to this on so many levels..

imagery, flow of ideas, phrasing all stunning... this one is definitely going into my favorites...

addiction is never easy, it drags you down this tunnel that isn't easily escaped.. the pull of those "bits of urges" can be so enticing and manipulating.. those fantasies help us cope with that loose-gripped reality at times and other times makes us stumble harder..
the line that hit me the hardest was....
"Leaving blank solemn sheets upon my time".... yes.. this one hit home...
amazing writing, cannot believe doesn't have a ton of reviews.. I hope you don't mind, but will send a few RR to some friends who I think will enjoy this.. awesome job!

[V. P. Trujillo]

Sure thing, I don't mind--and thank you a lot or your words. You will find those that have the most reviews tend to indulge in popularity contests and 'reader-grabbing', I do not. That is why.

[AprilRN1210]

I write to express not to impress, whether a piece gets ten reviews or forty means nothing to me.. I do love hearing others advice, criticism, and opinions, but it is not what drives me to write.. and I love to read others work.. I wasn't looking to "promote" your piece, merely share with those whom I think it will speak to me like me.. those who can appreciate the depth and skill of your writing.. it was my pleasure..