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Laying It All Out On The Line and Moving Ahead: A Poem of Purpose (Carpe Diem)
No Hard Feelings; It Had To Be Spoken
I don’t know if others feel the way I do about bullies, and judgmental people? I don’t know if at my age now that it’s just I get sick of going through it myself? Maybe I’m the only one that has dealt with it all their lives?
I don’t know the answers. I only know what I have been through, and how it bothers me that I’m still finding people that try to do this kind of thing to me. It’s not that I even care about the out casting part, that has been done to me so much through my life; I'm just null and void to the process. I believe what really bugs the heck out of me at this point of my life is; now that I am up in my forties, this kind of thing has become exhausting. I mean, why, as adults, do we have to go through, what to me is, teenage jealousies? It's like being nice to someone's face and whispering behind their back type of feeling.
If you are wondering why I’m discussing it on my hubpage? Well, it is here that I have run across some really ridiculous fake people. I’m not trying to be mean. I don’t even want to point them out. They know who they are, and I just feel that it is a shame that everywhere I go to try to make my own personal statement in the world of writing, there is always several ready to judge and tear me down. My message I would like to express to these individuals is written in this latest poem.
I was very happy to meet some great same-minded individuals here that have indeed become wonderful friends and allies to me in this field, and for that, I hope I can trust that my relationship with those, you know who you are, will continue. As for those who have decided to judge the person I am and the way I write, well… I think you will get the picture in this latest poem of mine. No hard feelings, but I thought I would at least point out that I did get the very insulting disses, and at this moment in time, I should share mine.
Now that I have done this, I’m happy to move ahead and continue my writing journey here. Thanks!
I've Always Been A Fan Of Marilyn Manson; Not For His Music As Much As For His Thoughts, Beliefs, and Artistic Visions
"Dirge Without Music"
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost.
The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned."
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I Have No Fear...Carpe Diem
When the time comes for
Me to close my eyes; I will
Not feel scared…
The thought of death is
Now a welcomed intimate
Feeling of no care…
Many times through my life
I have been emotionally
Picking myself up and
Fighting to keep my feet
On dirt hard ground…
This life I lead has been
Judging, and unfairly
Discussed behind my back…
Those who try to break me
Here’s my warning of your
You have no ability strong
Enough to shame me or
Weaken my purpose…
Some of you, you know who
You are, make me sick from
Your cynical divergence…
Hypocrites with sugar words
To all who will take your
I assume they must be scared
To tell you about the false
Images you display…
No, this is simply not to
One, it is several who waste
Trying too outcast me among
A group, I care not even to
You see, as I struggle through
My life with no one to depend
Upon but me…
The darkside became my true
Guise; it’s the me I’m proud to
This is my own super power, so
I defend it through your
The truth into this matter is
Really easy to know. When I
Close my eyes for good…
it will be me who makes it
home. I did not judge, I Plainly
explained my individual tone…
Therefore, Here’s to all you fake
gurus who feel you are above all
One-day Karma will come
around and bite you in the ass…
© 2016 Missy Smith