prisoner of 24 hour madness

August storm

sitting within the walls of thoughts
the distance between sanity and brief moments of confusion,
short breaks of lazy and sorrow, sadness,
long drawn out anticipation,
but not free of illusion, i dream of it .

the thoughts trapped inside til escaped from time,
this want to do the things wanted
the uneducated perfection of what determination is.
unjust behavoir, formed from notions,
backed into the corner of positive moods,
negativity dying to arrive just in time to shatter dreams.

in the midst of what can become of day,
strength of another reminded a well grounded soul.

Being Enlightened

Oooo! A little different from your other works there, curry. Nice!

This poem makes me think of you sitting at like the kitchen table, cup of coffee in hand, looking out the window, taking little sips of hot java and then scribbling your thoughts onto paper. I don't know why, but it just made me picture the poet writing the poem for some reason.

August storm

hi there , its been a while since i felt creative and i always liked the style of poetry that doesnt rhyme so much and i was actually sitting at the kitchen table having my coffee date when we were talking about me trying a different style of poetry out then i came up with this! so great imagination you have! and thank you! the reason for this poem was a funny thing becuase after talking about it i started to draw a sketch of a photo of myself becuase my hubbys grandfather is now teaching me how to draw, and he said this one photo of me would be a great sketch drawing to practice it. well the photo is actually one that a friend took of me to enter in a photo contest in school its black and white, well she tittled it moody blues becuase im thinking real hard in this picture practically day-dreaming the poem is really about my thoughts and facial expressions of the moods i have and things i think of alot.oh yea the photo is like 12 years old now maybe even more.
sorry this is so long lol sometimes i think so fast i have to keep going to get to my point.

Bar Jam

very nice

Bar Jam

i look into the night as it has fallen
my heart fills with emptyness from tears of sadness
stars to shine but not towards me
the feeling of empathy shadows my movements
the wind gently winces by my ear
forgive me my love as I have cried many nights
the touch of you gives me joy
then I awake to find nothing as you are gone
my heart looks back into the night wondering...wondering
my life is everchanging as the skies shimmer with intimacy
i begin everyday like the last moving on thinking of you
what happen my heart asks
the night is shinning with glows of dust
as our lives together have become a memory
i miss you very much as i try to engage on a new beginning
as being alone with the night makes me feel small
once again i fall asleep thinking how i lost you
never again to feel you against me
ohh how I wonder what has become
as my interself looks to the dark of the night
guessing...wondering...crying...
that are last day together was a night of shinning stars

August storm

Originally posted by Bar Jam
i look into the night as it has fallen
my heart fills with emptyness from tears of sadness
stars to shine but not towards me
the feeling of empathy shadows my movements
the wind gently winces by my ear
forgive me my love as I have cried many nights
the touch of you gives me joy
then I awake to find nothing as you are gone
my heart looks back into the night wondering...wondering
my life is everchanging as the skies shimmer with intimacy
i begin everyday like the last moving on thinking of you
what happen my heart asks
the night is shinning with glows of dust
as our lives together have become a memory
i miss you very much as i try to engage on a new beginning
as being alone with the night makes me feel small
once again i fall asleep thinking how i lost you
never again to feel you against me
ohh how I wonder what has become
as my interself looks to the dark of the night
guessing...wondering...crying...
that are last day together was a night of shinning stars

this is absolutly beautiful!!!!!!!! thank you.

Buru

Great poem Curry!
And hi, it’s been ages since our paths crossed

It feels very much like a poem of thoughts of the moment, and is reflective at the same time, and beautifully written. I love your last two verses, and the whole general feel/soul of the poem.

love,

Buru.

Originally posted by August storm
sitting within the walls of thoughts
the distance between sanity and brief moments of confusion,
short breaks of lazy and sorrow, sadness,
long drawn out anticipation,
but not free of illusion, i dream of it .

the thoughts trapped inside til escaped from time,
this want to do the things wanted
the uneducated perfection of what determination is.
unjust behavoir, formed from notions,
backed into the corner of positive moods,
negativity dying to arrive just in time to shatter dreams.

in the midst of what can become of day,
strength of another reminded a well grounded soul.

Bar Jam

hello august,

thank you. I read your first thread of suicide and depression. Then I read your poem and it motivated me to write about my life experience with my x. I wrote that on the spot with tears in my eyes;). Give me a hollar if you want to chat sometime. pm me or my email address is pjamfan@msn.com

thanks that was very sweet of you;)

Joe