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Date Added: June 19, 2009 04:06:31 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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A Slice of Insanity.
Am I mad or am I sane
Is life no more then just a game
We live by rules we don't understand
The paths we take already planned
If this is so we should complain
Inflicting us with so much pain
But to whom? or what I ask?
If I were given such a task
If God created all mankind
He must have had a plan in mind
Some time or other, I've gone astray
I need some one to show the way
My path once rocky, now is smooth
And those around me do approve
But once I sat upon the ledge
And journeyed to the very edge
To look into that dark abyss
Such scrambled thoughts
What would I miss?
The pain, the tears, the emptiness?
No, just a place where I could rest.
 
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeTonya Turner on August 1, 2009 05:54:56 AM Report
Wow. I really enjoyed this one. I love the name of it as well.
Comment By: PremiumBruce A. Peaslee on July 23, 2009 09:17:10 AM Report
Graham -  This is a very good work.  It asks some questions that we probably have all.  Having a life that runs smoothly has got to be satisfying.

 

Sometimes looking for reasons for the heartache, man has to look inward rather than outward; Alot of what happens we foist on ourselves.

 

---Poetrydad---

Comment By: FreeAmy on June 20, 2009 07:37:19 AM Report
This flows beautifully with perfect rhyming and a great message to boot!

Well done, Graham

~Amy

*it's a keeper

Comment By: FreeMoonStar on June 20, 2009 12:09:34 AM Report
Oh Graham this is powerful! So many questions, answers? Well inside they lie.. As all does in our path, our thoughs become jumbled, lives go astray, then we flounder.. Coming back is the hardest, then the questions come forth, answer still lies within.. I loved this.. Not coming forth with much am I?

But will say one thing. The last line I've said to myself many times.. Once again the answer still inside..

 

 

Hugs,

Moonie 

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on June 19, 2009 05:00:40 PM Report
It is wise to question rather than to be led along by another person's or organization's wishes/belief system. We are unique individuals and need to seek the truth that is right for our personal well being. Oh yes, our thoughs are often scrambled, don't I know it! But this is a process--the exploration of our minds and hearts and the sometimes painful process of coming to terms with the findings. I tend to focus more on my own peace than the approval of others. Often it is necessary to hit bottom--for then we have the full realization of where and why a particular path didn't work for us--then we we rise again, stronger and wiser than before. Many take that journey to the edge and assess their next move. What a good question you posed, "What would I miss?"...certainly a good one to keep in mind when sitting upon the ledge. Interestingly I had used 'ledge' in my post too but changed it to be in keeping with this particular topic of the week as I used the topic as my title. You say a lot in this poem and I find myself wanting to respond to even more of the lines within--truly there is a fine line between madness and sanity. Sometimes it is as if every good conclusion is quickly and effectively countered by another equally convincing conclusion--yet there is a truth that works for each of us and it is only us that can decide our path--otherwise we will never be happy. My rambling is not brief (oops, my bad) but there are times I feel strongly about a poem and want to share my thoughts with the writer. Thank you for sharing--this was written in such a way that it was very mentally stimulating. =))

 

~Barbara~ *roused by everything you have said in this poem*   

 

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on June 19, 2009 10:38:03 AM Report
Oh, Look what I found....
 So many questions so few answers....
 Life always fleeting with such massive wings ..
 WE all go through so much in life..
Sometimes we get so weary and just want
some peacefulness in our lives...
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Comment By: FreeAashish on June 19, 2009 04:25:21 AM Report
profound poem, some questions always bothers us, and answer lies within us.




 


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