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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Crazy

Crazy

A Poem by jesserose99
"

just sick of the routine of it all

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Same routine, morning noon and night
Expecting different ends to a sleeping life
If awake was just another dream...
Would open eyes in slumber, be truth that sets you free
Insanity breeding genius...
Reality breeding dumb.
If we look with eyes untainted
If we sing a song unsung
We are our only teachers, when learning how to run

© 2015 jesserose99


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Undoubtedly, one of my fav. Poetry!
Very thoughtful you may seemed to this page. Every line you leap down in words has much to speak of reality that's itself lost in the wonder of some mania (busy life)...

... it's such a shame that the world's became materialistic & has forgotten the worth as well as the value of "freedom", undisguised. Every morn looks like the same previous ones & every night appears way familiar with some darkness or with dark hues off of its grey shades. Very beautiful & evocative poetry you've come up with!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Life as we live it... seldom as we want it. And yet...

Posted 8 Years Ago


jesserose99

8 Years Ago

tis true...this is one of my firsts..Im glad you stopped by
To escape the mundane and see the beauty we could surround ourselves with, changing lifes path to see that being true does set you free. All great changes begin with one small action. Be the one who changes perspective of yourself and others will notice, and change their perspective.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jesserose99

8 Years Ago

Thank you again!!
alifeacoustic

8 Years Ago

You are very welcome :)
Perfect description of crazy. Good Job

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jesserose99

8 Years Ago

I didn't see your review there thank you for that!!
A profound insightful write on the mundane that touches us all. brilliant jesse

Posted 8 Years Ago


I do understand this poem. I got lucky. Three grandchildren. I have a busy schedule and I don't mine. We need to find time for pleasure. Life is hard enough. A wise person find some part of the day for calm and peace.
"We are our only teachers, when learning how to run"
Above line is true wisdom. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


Very well done! Keep writing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jesserose99

8 Years Ago

Sanders...I didn't see you there until now. Thank you for your review.
Sanders Wallace

8 Years Ago

Morning Jesse.Will you be writing today?
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truth of reality becomes insanity in dreams....what can we believe?
and yes, "we are our only teachers, when we teach ourselves to run away from truth"

i think writers are a bit insane anyway....we live what we write and write what we live. and sometimes our words bounce off those walls in rubber rooms.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jesserose99

8 Years Ago

this really made me think this comment...I don't know if I thanked you properly for your reviews. T.. read more
Brilliant....This is an example of excellent poetic mastery.....Loved the thought.....You deserve THUMBS UP!!!!!!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Thanks so much...so true...we're in the hamster wheel and don't know how to free ourselves it seems. If we could be awake in our dreams per chance and learn how to fly out of our minds maybe we could escape this crazy time.
Who knows but thank you for your very kind words.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Undoubtedly, one of my fav. Poetry!
Very thoughtful you may seemed to this page. Every line you leap down in words has much to speak of reality that's itself lost in the wonder of some mania (busy life)...

... it's such a shame that the world's became materialistic & has forgotten the worth as well as the value of "freedom", undisguised. Every morn looks like the same previous ones & every night appears way familiar with some darkness or with dark hues off of its grey shades. Very beautiful & evocative poetry you've come up with!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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jesserose99

lakewood, CO



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I am a tarot reader and numerologist, who loves to write poetry. I also write songs and love to sing and play guitar. I love art too, so clearly I just have a passion for creativity. Also love my dog.. more..

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