Boughtandpaidfor Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 So many options now So many paths and plenty I want None I dare to say I need In case those doors close on me I feel lifted and driven Like never before Stared death in the face recently Now I can't stop moving There's no break There's no need to sit back and relax Now I just feel an undying need to live And keep forming and creating I hope that I can find solid production Now there is only frantic creation Like my own little late twenties big bang A terrible terrible fear pushing me forward And I like it. I like this sense of urgency Which so evaded my earlier times. I think, whilst everyone else was building for the future I spent my time more wisely Sit still, when all is moving Then having seen all that lies Strive forward unerringly Yet err as you must. As the man said. Resist that which resists in you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hosswhispra Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 Love it. Very Creative. Resist that which resists in you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boughtandpaidfor Posted January 25, 2007 Author Share Posted January 25, 2007 Thanks- that's not mine though I'm afraid. Krishna says it in the Mahabharata. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hosswhispra Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 What was your inspiration for this poem? I enjoyed reading it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boughtandpaidfor Posted January 26, 2007 Author Share Posted January 26, 2007 I felt a bubbling inside So strong I had to do something It was creation It wasn't focused It was a pure and crude light I needed to lay it down before it burnt me I tried to hold it for a while I wanted it to be mine forever But it was only the spark not the flame So I sat down And I opened my heart to you all To allow the air of love to light the fire Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hosswhispra Posted January 26, 2007 Share Posted January 26, 2007 Nice^ I enjoyed this too. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brando Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 happytown is this yours?? I felt a bubbling inside So strong I had to do something It was creation It wasn't focused It was a pure and crude light I needed to lay it down before it burnt me I tried to hold it for a while I wanted it to be mine forever But it was only the spark not the flame So I sat down And I opened my heart to you all To allow the air of love to light the fire Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boughtandpaidfor Posted January 28, 2007 Author Share Posted January 28, 2007 Yup!! Why? Did I copy someone's idea? (Automatically I feel guilty.......it'S like when I see a cop car drive past and I immediately feel like I've done something wrong!!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brando Posted January 29, 2007 Share Posted January 29, 2007 No I really liked that poem. Just wanted to be sure. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boughtandpaidfor Posted January 30, 2007 Author Share Posted January 30, 2007 Oh - thanks a lot it's really great to hear that!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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