A poem from the heart as the brain tries to rationalize the ups and downs of life.

Without care and fearless

I stride into emptiness

World neither black nor white

There is no wrong, is there no right?

Eyes open, mind awake

The future lies there for me to fake

Struggling to understand

If only there were a gun in my hand

Why do I continue,

Is there more to me that flesh, bone and sinew?

Childless, loveless, hopeless

No future no past, doomed: ever in darkness

There’s no rhyme, no reason

Perhaps the time has come, for finishing the season.

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  • ashan1614 on Aug 10, 2011

    If we ever try to figure it out, we surely would go mad. Bad thiungs happen to good people; good thing happen to bad people. God rains on both the just and the unjust. It’s all beyond our limited understanding.

  • ashan1614 on Aug 10, 2011

    And I obviously cannot type today…. LOL!

  • PruandMe on Aug 10, 2011

    Grr If only Triond would print the stanzas as they were submitted!

    Thanks for the comment Ashan, I suspect you’re right about going mad!

  • sloanie on Aug 10, 2011

    I enjoyed reading this poem, Its true life can be strange.
    Why is it always old people who win the lottery?
    Keep writing the poems there good.

  • beingwell on Aug 11, 2011

    Good one!

  • Lynn Hollis on Aug 11, 2011

    I try to ride the ups and downs of life and try to stay happy as much as possible.

  • The Soul Explorer on Aug 11, 2011

    There’s always light. :)

  • Karen Gross on Aug 12, 2011

    I got goosebumps reading this. I really like the poem – it has a pleasing rhythm and rhyme. It deals with the darkness and emptiness that we all experience from time to time. And I’m sure that we have all wondered, while reasoning in the dark, that the time has come to end the season. But that time has not come – we have just barely gotten to know you – I am looking forward to reading a lot more of your work.

  • Karen Gross on Aug 12, 2011

    Oh, I forgot to tell you, about stanzas, the online editor reads every new line as a new paragraph, so when you want to single space lines of poetry, press ’shift’ and ‘enter’ and press just ‘enter’ at the end of a stanza. Hope that makes sense to you.

  • Christine Ramsay on Aug 12, 2011

    That is such a sad but beautifully expressed poem. Lovely work.

  • PruandMe on Aug 12, 2011

    Thanks for the kind comments everyone!
    @ Karen Gross <3 THANK YOU <3 for the stanza info big hugs to you!!!!

    :D

  • Sceptical Thinker on Aug 13, 2011

    But thats it of course, there is no grand plan to life. It is a pointless exercise, thinking why did this happen to me ? There is always a cause and effect, but this is just the physics / psychology of the event. The mistake people make is to assume that there is an inherent moral arbiter who decides good things are going to happen to those people oh and bad things to those. E.G. you get run down by a bus (I hope this never happens to you by the way) is it because your bad,because your unlucky. NO you were probably careless/distracted and just stepped out , or the driver was, or a number of possible explanations. Very poignant poem, made me think and respond …good luck in your future writing (whoops i cant say that can I !!)

  • ImKarn23 on Aug 13, 2011

    BUT…We Love You!!!
    Sad..Moving..Sad

  • ittech on Aug 13, 2011

    nice

  • reiny on Aug 14, 2011

    very nice poem :)

  • Aces15 on Aug 14, 2011

    Very nice poem

  • No Share on Aug 14, 2011

    lovely work, your creative juice has certainly been up and running

  • aroosamorose on Aug 16, 2011

    Excellent.

  • Totton on Aug 17, 2011

    AWESOME…..

  • Kristie Claar on Aug 18, 2011

    nice work

  • Likha on Aug 24, 2011

    A well-expressed poem about your innermost feelings..

  • Goodselfme on Aug 31, 2011

    Your talent is profound. You have delved deeply into the strength of yourself and promoted it as a weakness. Your sad offering turns out to be a benefit to all who read it. Well done.

  • Prakash Vaghela on Sep 7, 2011

    nice sharing

  • CA Johnson on Sep 7, 2011

    This is a really deep poem. Thanks for sharing.

  • Uma Shankari on Sep 7, 2011

    Great poem. Very moving. I second what Karen says in her first comment.

  • Prakash Vaghela on Sep 8, 2011

    nice sahring

  • dwisuka on Sep 8, 2011

    good

  • Dreamy777 on Sep 12, 2011

    excellent poem

  • The Silver Phoenix on Sep 12, 2011

    a really well expressed and brilliant poem. it held my interest throughout. excellent work. look forward to reading more. well done and thanks for sharing, :)

  • Saurav Banerjee on Sep 13, 2011

    There is always hope dear friend. Hope should never die in your heart. Anyway, a poetry straight from the heart!

  • mtrguanlao on Sep 13, 2011

    A poem about life,love it!

  • Atanacio on Sep 13, 2011

    very good writing here :)

  • ittech on Sep 14, 2011

    SO sad

  • Shirley Shuler on Sep 15, 2011

    A very sad, but powerful piece.

  • Aroosa Gloomy on Sep 16, 2011

    Heart touching.

  • Socorro Lawas on Sep 17, 2011

    lovely and delightful

  • rgreenfield on Sep 17, 2011

    life… it’s what you make it. Ending life.. for what? Nothing. So one is better of right now… at least, he can feel… something. There is always hope… Nicely done, PruandMe!

  • Dehan Nathaniel on Sep 20, 2011

    Super!

  • dazzlejazz on Sep 20, 2011

    Wow, what a great poem! You’ve certainly touched many with your wonderful words. What a talent!

  • Melody SJAL on Sep 24, 2011

    You have a wonderful way with words.

  • FX777222999 on Sep 26, 2011

    Good poem with imagery until the last line.

  • pruelpo on Sep 26, 2011

    always look at the sky. when it is still blue – there is always hope my friend…

  • erwinkennythomas on Sep 26, 2011

    it’s a mystery!

  • Socorro Lawas on Nov 28, 2011

    My second visit. Write more.

  • h20ho on Dec 16, 2011

    Every season end’s with a Grand finale
    However, you can’t stop the new season from rolling on down the road of which there will be a great season premiere!
    I enjoy the season premieres more than the grand finales
    Everything is fresh, anew
    A horrible last season can turn into a landmark new season
    I have to wait longer for the season premiere and the finale comes to quick like winter

  • annoyed on Feb 8, 2012

    you should keep writing your really good

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