Ashen Gray

Ashen Gray

A Poem by Pax
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(#_#) ~ Beauty in Solemnity

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My day seems to be in a dark place

It’s like I’m separated and out of trace

Silence is my only answer to the choices I only ponder

 

My leaves have turn into weathery colors

Ashen gray

It keeps on falling as I keep on growing

My mind is at ease on the bed grass I see

Seems like it’s in tune with my fantasy

Like illusion has come out of my reality

There is beauty in solemnity

But in truth it’s lonely

when you're alone.

 

I dream of a time I make memories

Great with victories

 but then I felt it was not worth it

for achievements are savor to someone you shared with

 

This place has come to its highs and lows

a moment I borrow in depths of sorrow

I reach out to tranquility

For my patience is my virtue in this painted creativity

  Someday I will bear the fruit of my owning glory

Continuing the roots of my existence

Somewhere in time.








© 2014 Pax



Author's Note

Pax
This work is totally fiction but then again it’s a piece of me totally base on my emotions of what i felt on the current situation...

I guess I'm being moody this past days... though i used it to write to ease some tension on the mind...

always thank you for reading my works... your responses are always a treasure to me....

credits to the photo:
the white field by Dave-ellis

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Dear poet, a wonderful piece, one that has grabbed hold of me, making me yearn to tell you this: You are NOT alone...
So many of us have been, or remain in this state of loneliness, where our need to share, to communicate, to be understood, and have a "witness" to our life. Sometimes, in our despair, we neglect to look around, our eyes blinded to those who have always been there, even though we can not see them, or even feel them. You would be surprised to find that the most unexpected souls have be present all along. Take the quiet moments to breathe and listen, let your mind be aware... I am here, I will be, with my hand reaching out dear friend. So many understanding souls exist in this cyber space, a concentrated energy that can get you to realize your worth, your life and soul is witnessed by us all!
Sending you much Love and light my fellow poet, keep expressing yourself!
XX
P

Posted 4 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Everything here just blends to perfection... your mind's rhythm and flow... the image... the sense of timelessness... Yes, there is a world we wander alone and one we can share with others... and every day we walk the tightrope between those two.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A poem is not about writing thoughts but expressing the soul, this is what your words share with the world. Centered in tranquility. Inspiring and well written!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

although the general "theme" ( i am not quite sure how the poets technically call the subject matter of the poem, so let me say "theme" otherwise i'll call it "motif") is sadness, i like that you imbued a sense of hope and positivism on the last part.
these lines:
"I dream of a time I make memories
Great with victories
but then I felt it was not worth it
for achievements are savor to someone you shared with"
and onward.....

for some reason reminds me that hope springs eternal.



Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this piece was amazingly done:) nice work ... it made me think of the quotation I once heard but very significant .... " The only Absolute Freedom we have is to Think. " Thanks for Sharing :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


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bryandc15

4 Years Ago

* the freedom to think .... Sorry:)
Pax

4 Years Ago

Salamat Kaibigan, truly appreciate your visit and thoughts about my poem.
bryandc15

4 Years Ago

Walang Anuman:)
'My leaves has turn into weathery colors'

highly moving, highly poetic, the greyness of the tree made me think of snow but it is a very beautiful picture. poetry is about connecting, about the freedom of the imagination to explore the universe. i find that quality in your work. fantastic.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well id say there was a definite connection. your words are pure and your depth is appreciated. THANK YOU for sharing such a brilliant piece!!
((tips my lyrical wand to you))

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pax

4 Years Ago

greatful with your visit ms. Cassie... thank you for reading my poem.. its a pleasure to hear your t.. read more
Cassie Fraga

4 Years Ago

you are more then welcome, its been awhile since I've been on here, I have a lot of reading to catch.. read more
There is beauty in solitude. And in those long moments of reflection you do come away a more patient, appreciative man. But lost inside yourself for too long it can also damage you. Make it harder for you to connect, with others. And Pax I enjoyed that last stanza; understanding that the journey continues ––––even beyond this realm. Even beyond this time

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

like another fantastic pieces by you...this also took my hert...you excellenty captured dark emotions through a great,fab piece of poem...i had a wonderful read...i like the way you write poems...every person in this world...i bet that the first word would come on their tongue after reading this would be 'A masterpiece'...lovely piece...keep writing...

DEVANSHU RAJPUT

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sounds like someone longing for a permanent place in life...the longing to belong, to another, to a family, to bear children as part of themselves. It's grey but not so dark that the stars don't shine through from the other side. It's lovely, as always Pax.

Posted 4 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Pax this is freakin amazing! It read like a eulogy of sorts. Haunting...perceptive...beautiful.

It keeps on falling as I keep on growing

My mind is at ease on the bed grass I see

Seems like it’s in tune with my fantasy

Like illusion has come out of my reality

There is beauty in solemnity



I know this place....

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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