A reflective poem of insight...
The deepest depths of my soul
has been reached by few, so few
for this is my inner-being
that I do not share easily
I prefer to reserve the right
for anybody to judge my inner-self
for the preciseness of my soul
which I have striven for so long to grasp
it had inflicted error in my reason
judgment has waged war against my passion
and appetite thus causing my soul
to become a battleground of disarray
For the appetite of my passion
must be fed to continue
on my very seemingly endless journey
of a fruitful life my passion is the guidance
of my ways this passion left unattended
without reason will burn
it will burn to its own destruction
Reason without logical judgment
is a force that is self-confining
instead of changing or altering the morals
or standards of my soul
I have focused my preciseness on striving
to become my own peacemaker
I will turn the elements of myself from
discord and rivalry into a oneness with melody
I feed the appetite of my passion
to its smallest or greatest wants
I now have reason and my reason
is shrouded with logical judgment
through this I have finally obtained
the hold on the strict morals
of my soul which in turn
have become more precise
now I no longer live
by my soul rather with it
my passion through reason
in the hopes that my judgment is clear
allowing my passion to live
through its own daily resurrection...
Penned By Mickey Pig Knuckles
Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion...
Poetry by Mickey Pig Knuckles
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Written on 2009-12-03 at 17:25
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Spectrum Of Passion
" Spectrum Of Passion "The deepest depths of my soul
has been reached by few, so few
for this is my inner-being
that I do not share easily
I prefer to reserve the right
for anybody to judge my inner-self
for the preciseness of my soul
which I have striven for so long to grasp
it had inflicted error in my reason
judgment has waged war against my passion
and appetite thus causing my soul
to become a battleground of disarray
For the appetite of my passion
must be fed to continue
on my very seemingly endless journey
of a fruitful life my passion is the guidance
of my ways this passion left unattended
without reason will burn
it will burn to its own destruction
Reason without logical judgment
is a force that is self-confining
instead of changing or altering the morals
or standards of my soul
I have focused my preciseness on striving
to become my own peacemaker
I will turn the elements of myself from
discord and rivalry into a oneness with melody
I feed the appetite of my passion
to its smallest or greatest wants
I now have reason and my reason
is shrouded with logical judgment
through this I have finally obtained
the hold on the strict morals
of my soul which in turn
have become more precise
now I no longer live
by my soul rather with it
my passion through reason
in the hopes that my judgment is clear
allowing my passion to live
through its own daily resurrection...
Penned By Mickey Pig Knuckles
Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion...
Poetry by Mickey Pig Knuckles
Read 558 times
Written on 2009-12-03 at 17:25
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