Time, Faith, And The Creeper That Haunts

 

Time: I never really understand the restraint

My complaint is just a faint thought of my impression

And my lessons ain’t enough to fathom, or carry out my days

But I’m too gone to say…

 

What is the function that has been done?

For I don’t understand how this all begun

Faith: Will place my soul upon a power

Until I’m showered with love’s undying devotion

Reflections of what my mind creates

With another day to relate, backed by faith upon pain

Chained in a basement

Gutted to the calcium for some panoramic view

But I’m too gone to say…

 

I’m hidden in the dark shadows that pan the walls

At the rise and the fall standing perpendicular to the sun

Beneath my skin, behind this shell

She knows me all too well

Faith will cry and faith will bleed for devoted passion

The clock has me beaten and it may own me now

But I’m too gone to say…

 

Time: I never really understand the restraint

My complaint is just a faint thought of my impression

And my lessons aren’t far enough to fathom, or carry out my days

But I’m too gone to say…

What is the function that has been done?

For I don’t understand how this all begun

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

So much to deal with.....the creeper that haunts sets the tone for the write....past cannot be changed and future is molded by constraints of time that happens to each one of us!
You say...."too gone to say" - that which is in the past cannot be brought back, yet it is the actions of the past the have set the clock in motion for the future...faith hinged on reflections of what the mind wanted, expected...but a reflection now of that which has slipped away, so it is actually looking back and cannot truly be realized as faith is lost...gutted to the calcium..oh bones, marrow of thy body with a panaromic view - full circle of life, that which has eaten away, gutted....rise and fall to the sun, perpendicular, morning and night, night and day..the same, unchanging...the shell, the pretense, the unfulfilled,...she knows me all too well..interesting "she" is given a gender..."she"...life..knows how it has all begun - the mother of all.
...the beginning, our Eve.
Beautiful, with depth, and brilliant expression!

[deeps]

NOt sure really what to say here,
such a sad write so to say.
Quite intriguing too.
well written.

[Brittany]

Science Vs. Religion. The ultimate man-battle. There is alot to interpret here, which is why I really like this one. It makes you really pause, letting each line seep in, and try to piece together the meanings of this poem.

Things that never cease to confuse and intrigue me; Dreams/Perception, Linguistics, and of course, TIME.

I also love how you tell of time as being restrained. So well said, and such an interesting perspective.

[N]

Wow, this is a really great poem. I have often wondered about the same things.

"Faith: Will place my soul upon a power
Until I'm showered with love's undying devotion
Reflections of what my mind creates"

Great job with this. I look forward to reading more of your work.

[Faith]

i really enjoyed this poem, and the ending was great : )
lovely job

-Faith♥

[Anastasia Starlena]

What a wonderful piece. Time and the restraint of it this is a brilliant piece. I have often pondered the same questions. Not enough hours in the day...