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the path that yeilds no end

November 9, 2013
By ansem_unlimited PLATINUM, Frederick, Maryland
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Thou may think of me as desired, to idolize or villanize me whichever you may choose. but gaze upon me and thou sall not see the husk of a man! for all my sins and all my bliss, i am anything but hollow <br /> -Ansem_Unlimited

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The present is but a tempting fruit, partake in it and be haunted by your past, and struck by your future. And so I move forward, I work towards impossible goals taking in each victory as a humble sign that I have not wandered astray from the beaten path. But there is one truth in this world that I have learned to be absolute; perfection is impossible, to break the chains of mortal capability is unachievable. In my life, nothing is truly complete. But what other option is there to claim? Am I to still myself and descend into the abyss? Am I to submit to despair and allow myself to be consumed by the fog that clouds me? Such a fate I will not allow, I am human, and it is my nature to perish in a blaze of brilliance and glory. All I have left to do is move forward. To struggle towards an inexistent destination. Lose sight of it and yourself lost among a sea of false words and uncertainty. But perhaps there will be a time when new goals emerge, a when, where, and who. A time when I may partake in the cursed while my ghosts leave me be. To taste the stem of the present and for a moment think not of my future. and when I die, I will smile, and great death with open arms like a childhood friend, and I will whisper to him; "I am proud of the goals I could not finish, and I’m proud of the things I have achieved to get here. As far as I am concerned the incomplete life I lead was fulfilled enough for me" and with my final words I will savor the sweet nectar of parting. The taste of life, changing into death, and the sound of death, leading into life...

© Molly H., Lynden, WA

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I wrote this poem after having a major epiphany of my own life. And as cryptic as it may be, it symbolizes the hazy trail we all trek from birth to death, a trail that has no rest stop, and if you stop at any time you may be consumed by the mist, and plummet into oblivion. that basically means that I had realized that the lives we lead are too short for us to become perfect at anything, and that you can't just take a vacation from the daily grind without repercussions, I realized that all I should do is all I can do, that I should take pride in my achievements while remaining humble enough to accept my insecurities, I may have been better off blissfully ignorant, but I don't regret a thing!
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SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND said...
on Dec. 6 2013 at 10:56 am
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
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I&#039;ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. <br /> - Maya Angelou <br /> When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn&rsquo;t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out<br /> The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay<br /> If love produced a blossom/I&rsquo;d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I&rsquo;d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven<br /> And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

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Oh You're very MUCH welcome :D And hey, I'm glad you did too!
ansem_unlimited PLATINUM said...
on Nov. 27 2013 at 3:26 pm
ansem_unlimited PLATINUM, Frederick, Maryland
33 articles 0 photos 140 comments

Favorite Quote:
Thou may think of me as desired, to idolize or villanize me whichever you may choose. but gaze upon me and thou sall not see the husk of a man! for all my sins and all my bliss, i am anything but hollow <br /> -Ansem_Unlimited

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Thank you your feed back means alot to me, and believe it or not, I first wrote this using my I-Pod while on a bus... I was half asleep and I have no recollection of what drove me to write it but I'm glad I did! 
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND said...
on Nov. 19 2013 at 11:24 am
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
75 articles 16 photos 1136 comments

Favorite Quote:
I&#039;ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. <br /> - Maya Angelou <br /> When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn&rsquo;t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out<br /> The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay<br /> If love produced a blossom/I&rsquo;d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I&rsquo;d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven<br /> And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

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Oh wow,, that was amazing! I loved your questioning style and the tenses are perfect and the piece on the whole is VERY ENRICHED with meaning. And the last line = epicness. Good Job on this one!