Inner Struggle, Awaken Soul

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    "Take every day as the worth you put on display"

    Inner Struggle, Awaken Soul

    Forbidden to ask for your abundance of imagery
    The eyes they do wander into the doors of your sympathy
    Can glimpse, make it full, the growls all through the night
    Will eyes vast approach, as my appetite dwindles
    May I stumble upon a gift for my symptoms

    Is what holds in such eyes so abundant in nature
    Real worth in another’s, makes myself look as criminal
    Abound by the calls within my own premises
    Needless to say, such calls weakens my remembrance

    Through the treacherous lies, to the lavish escapes
    The food which appears at no moments last haste
    Truth to be held by the end of one’s life
    Though the ones which surround me, as I sleep through the night
    They despair and discuss and they plead and they gasp

    Which is the opponent of my life’s misfortunate acts
    To be held by others in an unreasonable scale
    For weight to increase each time my reason is fought
    Which line is to break for if they all to revolt
    As each moment I wait for the time to stop ticking

    This life despite its unmanaged belongings, conceive me
    individual item swept away in an instance, believe me
    I look around with worthless eyes, now resistance
    As each items worth becomes worthless, surrounds me
    Understanding now, to their hatred absorbs; as I am quite ready                  I still want to have, need, care, feel, above them all
    At least now I can say they treat me just the same                             One less individual which they have to just blame

    Life’s memorable acquaintance, as you first open your vision, does blind you Can be seen as your last, as you close them, diminishing light indulges   What were once important, matters less through ones sight                    For each glance makes a difference, all through one’s life                            To give and receive and to punish for pettiness                                     To act on ones nerves, as to beg for remembrance                                 Is to say what and why did those acts become my moniker                      As my life fades away, far away as bad memory                                                                                                                
                                                                                                      
                                                                                   

     



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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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