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A Tortured Purpose

Updated on February 26, 2012

A Tortured Purpose

By Tony DeLorger © 2011

In life many choose the path of purpose, seeking long and hard to find that elusive ideal. Something to live for, something to be associated with and something to die for and to perhaps leave a legacy, are commonly sort. Yet life in itself offers or demands no such thing.

Life, the spark within, wishes nothing but recognition, what flows from that is a matter of course. Seeking recognition by aligning ourselves with paradigms can often limit our paths, and ultimately close ourselves to the possibility of life, in other words infinite possibility. Often, letting go all these ideas is all a soul can do to be original, true and unopposed- relinquishing struggle.

I hope you enjoy my poem.

Divine Without Purpose

By Tony DeLorger © 2011

Arrow bent my mark unfound, my purpose lost on idle ground,

amid the course of flagrant life, my hollow breath I’m hardly found.

Drawn to flow with ignorance my ill-fit life my only stance,

hallowed will divinely still does take away my pride.

If not for light I’d die from fight, my footsteps cautious into night,

I follow not my heart repent, I lose the shell of my descent.

Human bond I am to bare, divine steps taken no one cares,

for I am who I choose to be, a solitary voice too small to see.

Given path no choices made, I grapple hard and isolate,

For burden harsh I must abide, a tortured soul of life’s sweet ride.

Ever pressing mental stressing, comprehend my mind redressing,

Accepting who I am to be regardless how or what they see.

Within the spark that lights a world, a mortal seeks a different pearl,

beyond the shallow striving lust, in all that withers turns to dust.

I shall remain true to light, the pain of darkness lonely night,

Until my calling into sight, finds peaceful death a hallowed plight.


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