Excess of ''maybes''

Breathe in through the fog of war

Blindly searching for peace,

Eagerly stepping over heads at the first call,

Climbing mountains of hoodwinked knees

 

To untangle from the noise of chaos

And hurry up to the beautifully arranged cell.

Could we ever see these crimes so heinous,

At which we so effortlessly excel?

 

Maybe darkness is just another form of light

Maybe vice versa.

And maybe I’ll start over everything tonight,

And convince myself, that I am a nice person.

 

Or maybe thinking is just another form of flying

And that’s why I can’t ever seem to land smoothly.

Ridiculously adept at lying

We think we know the truth, convinced of it so resolutely.

 

Breathe out, one more sip.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

I think once you dig the hole, it's easier to keep on digging.
One thing about truth, you can always play around with it, though at some point the game is up.

[Ana B.]

Well, maybe once we acknowledge that all of it is a game, maybe the truth will not have such a suffocating weight...

[Paul Bell]

They'll just change the game.

[Ana B.]

i wonder if the truth will stay the same.The changing of the game is a good thing...thanks for stopping by ;)

[Richard M]

Words are rich and thinking deep Ana. Loved your words and thoughts. Well done!

[Ana B.]

Thank you Richard :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Great video and wonderful use of words.
"Maybe darkness is just another form of light
Maybe vice versa."
Once great ancient writer wrote. Can't see the light without knowing the darkness. Thank you dear Ana for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the warm review, dear John :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Ana.

[sinNsincerity]

Dang Ana, how I missed your words.
Ridiculously adept at lying indeed.
Escaping to our cell. I died twice when I read that.
-David.

[Ana B.]

Hi David, thank you for stopping by in my lil world :))) Always good to hear from you.

[sinNsincerity]

Always a pleasure Ana.

[Crosby Idasa]

Beautiful and interesting poem...

[Ana B.]

Thank you.

[A.G.]

lovely poem (: i really liked your lines,
" or maybe thinking is just another form of flying,
and that's why i can't ever seem to land smoothly." i like it, the thought of our mind and what we think and imagine as being chaotic and unsteady at times...thank you for sharing your heart with us Ana.
-Angelina

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the beautiful words, Angelina!

[A.G.]

Your welcome 😊

[Chris]

The last line - I am unsure, "breath" or breathe?

Did you get "caught-up" in history or the present?

[Ana B.]

:)) yup, I ate the ''a'' it seems, thanks Chris.