Groping insanity
For mind's sake
Standing upon the infirm, that we may escape gravity.
Useless spines, we crumble gladly.
Rivers flow into the strength of another lake;
Groping insanity
Ought's commotion rages placidly,
Redeem out nature, silicone shouldn't be fake.
Standing upon the infirm, that we may escape gravity.
Praying to God, damned but he
Couldn't even whisper the inevitable fate;
groping insanity.
Speaking molded form ravidly.
Gazing upon ruins that some foreign dimension claims to be great,
Standing upon the infirm, that we may escape gravity.
Metaphor forgotten quite candidly
The silliness we must make;
Groping insanity,
Standing upon the infirm, that we may escape gravity.
i never really liked too much repitition in poems. this one is just a bit too much of it.
I liked the message of this one. I also enjoyed the style you used. You had a rhyme scheme and repetition of selected words. This enhanced the poem for me and made me enjoy it more.
I'm 99% sure that this is my fav...I can closely relate to the insight...yet confused by the interconnection with GOD.
I suppose that each individual is entitled to his/her own opinion...it's difficult to escape "culture" to obtain an unbiased opinion. Thank you for sharing this particular thread...it's nice to "relate" on occasion.