Deep in meditation i search the situation to find what's missing
Men's spirit longs for a healing without feeling
I see lost souls sinking yet feeding on elevated perceptions
I find healing scribling on painted walls to keep siblings of thought
I zoom through the earth's lot
And the while i plot
It points on the earth's surface
Its hills and seas combine to form its field
In its depth lies planted seeds to yield its shield
Far across its length and face cries men's existence to curse its birth
It has never been as foes take the scene
Wars scotch the green
Sin takes over the mind
Nature is kind but man is blind
By and large i cast my thoughts
Wide pictures slide,darkness ignites
And then i start to feel inside deep in my mind
It cuts like blades of grass and splints of shattered glass
MY MIND'S SIGHT
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This is beautiful! As I was reading I found myself feeling
at one with myself because it seems as if these
feelings are my own. Before I became apart of AHH, I
could never really find anyone who could write like
you guys do. I love the fact that I have found a place
where it seems that I belong. [/size]
at one with myself because it seems as if these
feelings are my own. Before I became apart of AHH, I
could never really find anyone who could write like
you guys do. I love the fact that I have found a place
where it seems that I belong. [/size]
"Nature is kind but man is blind " I damn near fell out my seat when I read that line. I like, I like.
Gosh i feel, so F**ed up right now, jas had to retreat to some poetry. I dont know if
the word beautiful correctly defines the piece. It gat depth, realy
deep, funny how it sorta matches the state im in at the mo. Love the work
the word beautiful correctly defines the piece. It gat depth, realy
deep, funny how it sorta matches the state im in at the mo. Love the work
Deep in meditation i search the situation to find what's missing
Men's spirit longs for a healing without feeling
I find healing scribling on painted walls to keep siblings of thought
Far across its length and face cries men's existence to curse its birth
It has never been as foes take the scene
Wars scotch the green
Sin takes over the mind
Nature is kind but man is blind
Ey, nic e drop. MAkes a good read.
Eh!, Eh!, Eh!??..who else read that?!!Deep in meditation i search the situation to find what's missing
Men's spirit longs for a healing without feeling
I see lost souls sinking yet feeding on elevated perceptions
I find healing scribling on painted walls to keep siblings of thought
And this?!
Am sorry guys but I jus' had to up this one, because I can't imagine where this guy (kudzie) stood while writin' this!!...Deeymn, this is deep!!!Sin takes over the mind
Nature is kind but man is blind
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[quote name="kudzie"]Deep in meditation i search the situation to find what's missing
Men's spirit longs for a healing without feeling
I see lost souls sinking yet feeding on elevated perceptions[/quote]
These first three lines were my favourite, the rest of the the piece was still dope, full of insight of your inner sight!
Men's spirit longs for a healing without feeling
I see lost souls sinking yet feeding on elevated perceptions[/quote]
These first three lines were my favourite, the rest of the the piece was still dope, full of insight of your inner sight!
Wow! this is seriously good, the word play and insight of this poem are just mentaly elevating. no doubt zimbabwean poets are wise
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i read it the first time and sat with my mouth open. then i had to read it at loud, just to confirm that the flow of this poem is so on point. it's very beautiful, i'm guessing u wrote this while still being deep in meditation
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