Insomnia

[biggieT]

Because I couldn't sleep last night....


There was a fire once in my old poetic soul
But it has gone cold like the bitter winter snow
Snuffed out, kicked, beaten and battered
By life, by love, perceptions of things that mattered

Have I been blind to the truth? That the world is shit.
The pain and suffering, the piss and the spit
Becomes the impoverished, the wanting, the needy,
The Invisible ones to the powerful and the greedy

All hopes are gone, but then I see a lonely lilac bloom
Impossibly growing from the waste and ruin
Pushing through, greens and blues and beautiful.
A spark! Warmth! Just enough for an old tired soul.

[tRouBLe]

Nice, bT.   Very rhythmical and it flows so well together.  I could almost imagine the feelings and emotions going through your mind and body.  You should write more.   

[Json]

Keep up the piece.   

[biggieT]

Wow... very nice, Mr. BiggieT. I like it.

I guess insomnia has its perks sometimes? 

Thanks! But I'd much rather be asleep!!!!!

Nice, bT.   Very rhythmical and it flows so well together.  I could almost imagine the feelings and emotions going through your mind and body.  You should write more.   

I used to write more when I was younger but I don't have the time for it anymore. Although, I just finished a piece this morning but it turned out darker than I envisioned! It was a piece about hope and it just took a different turn. Ironically, the first piece was meant to be very dark but it ended up being about hope.

I haven't decided if I'm going to post it up yet.

[tRouBLe]

I used to write more when I was younger but I don't have the time for it anymore. Although, I just finished a piece this morning but it turned out darker than I envisioned! It was a piece about hope and it just took a different turn. Ironically, the first piece was meant to be very dark but it ended up being about hope.

I haven't decided if I'm going to post it up yet.

You should post it.  I'd be interested in reading it.  Sometimes that's how poems/stories go, you conceptualize one thing and it can morph into something else.   

[biggieT]

I changed it a little bit but here it goes.....


I barrel down this dark and lonely road
Seeing only what my headlights want to see
Demons pound on the thin glass windows
As this pitch black night, it swallows me

The rearview Mirror has been cracked for years
There's no looking back, and these brakes won't work
The car, my life, speeds out of my control
Into a wall; I can already see the Devil's smirk

Beautifully shattered glass and my broken body
Twisted metal wrapped around the bloody bricks
The weightlessness of an eternal plight that has lifted
But then again, no one really gives a shit

[tRouBLe]

Nice descriptive metaphors in both objects and feelings.   

[biggieT]

Nice descriptive metaphors in both objects and feelings.   

That's descriptive and beautifully written. Thanks for sharing.

P.s. Yes...people do give a shit about you. 

Lol. I know they do! I have been very blessed with a great family and wonderful friends.

That last line is more a commentary on people in general -- everyone wants to know and to see but no one really cares. Like in an accident -- Everyone wants to see when there are lights and sirens and everyone feels bad at the moment for the people involved, but when they drive pass it and they go home at night, they care more about the service they received at McDonalds.

Thanks guys!

[tRouBLe]

An accident....th at's one interpretation if you take it literally but I depicted it as something else.....about life, the challenges you come across, and the aftereffects of those challenges. 

[biggieT]

I think if you're speaking of compassion in general then yes I agree that not many people have that tendency. But I don't think it's reasonable or healthy to care/worry about everyone either. There's only so much a person can handle before burning out.

My motto at work: You can't save everyone, but you can sure as hell try

An accident....th at's one interpretation if you take it literally but I depicted it as something else.....about life, the challenges you come across, and the aftereffects of those challenges. 

Tell us more about your interpretation .

[tRouBLe]

I barrel down this dark and lonely road
Seeing only what my headlights want to see
Demons pound on the thin glass windows
As this pitch black night, it swallows me

Going down that dark and lonely path in life.  You see only what your eyes can see.  The challenges and people you face are pressures in your life and body.  You feel overwhelmed by these things.

The rearview Mirror has been cracked for years
There's no looking back, and these brakes won't work
The car, my life, speeds out of my control
Into a wall; I can already see the Devil's smirk

Your heart (mirror) has been damaged from your experiences and there's no looking back, just going forward.  Your life isn't in your control, spinning into foreseeable dilemmas.

Beautifully shattered glass and my broken body
Twisted metal wrapped around the bloody bricks
The weightlessness of an eternal plight has lifted
But then again, no one really gives a shit

The end results of these predicaments have lead your body and soul to be shattered and in shreds.  But you say that "the weightlessness of an eternal plight has lifted" which makes me think that after all this, something good has come out of it.


Those were my interpretation s.      But then again, maybe I'm over analyzing things.   

[biggieT]

Going down that dark and lonely path in life.  You see only what your eyes can see.  The challenges and people you face are pressures in your life and body.  You feel overwhelmed by these things.

Your heart (mirror) has been damaged from your experiences and there's no looking back, just going forward.  Your life isn't in your control, spinning into foreseeable dilemmas.

The end results of these predicaments have lead your body and soul to be shattered and in shreds.  But you say that "the weightlessness of an eternal plight has lifted" which makes me think that after all this, something good has come out of it.


Those were my interpretation s.      But then again, maybe I'm over analyzing things.   

You are very good!! Am I that transparent? Lol.

The last part is actually suppose to be "The weightlessness of an eternal plight that has lifted"

That small word makes a BIG difference, lol, so yes, you are correct there for the most part. After all this, once we've finally "crash and burn", once we've been exposed and vulnerable, that's when we can truly start over.

And then the last line signifying that through these very significant and life changing internal struggles, no one really knows, and most don't really care.

You are pretty awesome, Trouble! At least one of you is.

[tRouBLe]

You are very good!! Am I that transparent? Lol.

The last part is actually suppose to be "The weightlessness of an eternal plight that has lifted"

That small word makes a BIG difference, lol, so yes, you are correct there for the most part. After all this, once we've finally "crash and burn", once we've been exposed and vulnerable, that's when we can truly start over.

And then the last line signifying that through these very significant and life changing internal struggles, no one really knows, and most don't really care.

You are pretty awesome, Trouble! At least one of you is.

Thanks.  The same poem can have different meanings to people.   Those were my interpretation s.  The way you describe certain aspects of life are felt through your writing.   It's so true that a word included or excluded can render different interpretation s.   

[biggieT]

"Did you fall for a shooting star? One without a permanent scar,
And did you miss me while you looking for yourself out there...."

[biggieT]

Morning in May


Your sock's on the wood floor
the moment I'd hoped for
I'm terrified to think you might be real
I curl up behind you
fit my body to yours like a shell
I smell your hair, oh love, I can't believe you
I squeeze you to make sure you're really here and I'm overwhelmed

[CHORUS:]
I've been waiting for so long
To touch you and sleep in your eyes
and now as my heart's beating so hard
I hold on and keep you at home in my arms

They tried to console me
but you're all the consolation I ever needed
years of smelling the clothes you left behind
The photographs that seemed so far away
I don't need them now
you turn to me alive, awake, and blinking, baby
"Back so soon?" you ask, but I smile 'cause I never left at all

[CHORUS]

You check the clock, it's time to go
You grab your keys and you're out the door
I step outside and you're waving goodbye
It's all happening again like before
as you're starting the car and I'm tearing inside
I knock on your window, you stop just in time
Around to the other side
I say, "Baby, I thought I'd come along for the ride."

I've been waiting for so long
(Time slows, and I take your hand)
to touch you and sleep in your eyes
(I hold you as we lose control)
Together our hearts beating so hard
Hold on, baby, we're almost home