Bountiful bewilderment

Bountiful bewilderment

A Poem by Ana B.

It’s hard to see the rhyme in life.

The beauty of stillness, the night’s gentle sigh.

But storms have to exhale as well…

As I contemplate my handmade hell,

           Do I even want to escape?


Something’s wrong with this world.

Dipped in the abstruse sapphire

We worship the essence of all that is cold,

Somehow adding fuel to the never ending fire.

     


The darker the shadow, the brighter the light, I know.

Still can’t connect with the eternity’s flow

Endless directions, yet nowhere to go

I wish I knew what I want, and yet, I DON’T KNOW.



In the spinning emptiness that awaits

Nothing is there; just a phantom, that culminates

The ashes of past, the fire of now,

The smoke of the future - unbreakable vow.


And every other dusk, I question

The vagary of this controlled

And merciless reflection

In which I somehow asked for a role



And now I refuse to play.

How could I, when I forgot the lines?



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© 2018 Ana B.


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Ana B.

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Wonderful use of words and thoughts dear Ana. The poem took the reader into life and thoughts. Thank you dear Poet for sharing the outstanding poetry. I did enjoy this poem.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


Ana B.

4 Years Ago

Thank you very much for the beautiful words John :)
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

You are dear Ana.
I returned... Good morning Ana... hauntingly echoes inside.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Good evening Chris. Revisiting is refreshing, opens up prospects that the mind couldn't catch the f.. read more
Chris

5 Years Ago

Trying ...but, ya know how it and life can be.
"The darker the shadow, the brighter the light, I know.

Still can’t connect with the eternity’s flow

Endless directions, yet nowhere to go

I wish I knew what I want, and yet, I DON’T KNOW."
Somehow depicts the state of mind I am in... thanks for writing....



Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Thank you Anurag :)
How deep can you go? What depths can you sink to when trying to ascertain what it's all about? Where there is darkness there will be light, that is what I always tell myself when I have lost all purpose and meaning. Limbo land and emptiness you paint very well with your fine lines Ana.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Thank you for the beautiful words, Chris.
To me this conveys the variety of life and it's situations the desire to be fulfilled but unfulfilled and left wanring more ...great work

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Thank you Simba!!
I like the Star Catchers...

A poem to sit and share coffee over.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Thank you my dear :)
Life can become extremely overwhelming, and it is our job to mitigate the obstacles it throws our way.

This write poetically conveys your obsevations of impediments that block your path in life. It also reminds me, that as self-doubt concerning personal abilities increases, global self-esteem tends to decrease because self-doubt presents the threat to global evaluations of the individual.

Great share – really got my ‘little grey cells’ buzzing - :-)

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Thank you for the beautiful review Phill :) Indeed, it seems that only the aggressive environment f.. read more
An emotive, challenging, yet soothing piece, this is. Poetic flourishes, next to existentially modern enigmas. This is well forged.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Thank you my dear :)
A very emotive write. "handmade hell", such an apt description, of describing how unique, difficult or dark situation is. Another one I can relate to - "merciless reflection".....reminds me of the apt metaphor of the windmills of our minds, forever turning, and churning our perceptions of what life is, and where we're at.

Great poetry.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ana B.

5 Years Ago

I like the way you pondered over this. I stumble more and more often upon the fact that the outside .. read more
' And every other dusk, I question ~ The vagary of this controlled ~ And merciless reflection ~ In which I somehow asked for a role .. '

Upside down, in and out and round about a billion times. For some reasons thoughts of the Cheshire cat's smile and trembling whiskers coming and going at different times, come to mind! You've created or maybe found a world of your own, no agenda but a held breath now and again, a shrug then, a gentle jump into the unknown. All written with such fine phrasing, each stanza with a mind of its own.. perhaps warm, perhaps chilly ; whichever, the climate gently dictates the motion.. or should this be the norm..

Posted 5 Years Ago


emmajoy

5 Years Ago

I'm sorry, am an instinctive maker of fool of self by being too honest.. but, luv, tis only with peo.. read more
Ana B.

5 Years Ago

Hahaha, very well said! Lol, don't fret about it, i'm happy you're this open ;)
Listening to.. read more
emmajoy

5 Years Ago

Listened a while but need get out of here, Ana.. will listen more late into my night.. THANK YOU. X

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