Laughter

We'll dance and we'll see

For once he throws his mind

How we wept for the stones

And laughed for the child's many faces

Random thoughts are no excuse

Like being here has no purpose

 

Come forth and kiss the roses

For they gave you life

And the thorns will give you your unsuspected death

 

Behold the laughter

As if it had a meaning

 

Being here is like no other feeling

You cherish the thought of existing

And mourn for those who have ceased to stand

Let it be known to others

That you are proud of living

And let it be known to yourself

That you are part of a creation

Created into something a little more than nothingness

But it is something

Something imperfect

That stands on its side

But it still holds you up high

 

Lie in the dark swirls of insignificance

For this is not paradise

This is blemished and unfinished

You can lose your mind in a fraction of intense martyrdom

For now leave the feebleness in harmony

Author's Note

I don't really know what this means. It sort of just spilled out of me.

Reviews

[DanaRegen]

Stan thanks for entering this into my contest, and good luck. I thought this was a beautiful poem, and this poem might have just spilled out of you, but it was very nice, so keep up the great poetry writting,
-Dana

[J.P.]

Contracdictory poem (i.e. "there is something" "Lie in the dark swirls...") Like what you said "It sort of just spilled out of me" there is randomness in the lines, and it makes me curious why you break them up that way. Is there a reason behind it or is it the need or the intention for/of randomness?

[~angelalala~]

"Lie in the dark swirls of insignificance" i loved this poem. we are all insignificant, little more than nothing. i like that your poem seems to be saying accept it. being insignificant is our fate. wonderful, deep write.

[BeautifulDisaster]

I REALLY like it! :)
I think what your trying to say is to cherish your life.