ramble

I must admit that I’m still new this form of poetry where I don’t rhyme multiple words in each sentence together, I thought really that’s what all poets did, just rhymed words in “stanzas” 

the sentiment that coalaces is like the way water feels as it runs its way down the insides of your empty stomach. Soothing, Satisfying, Energizing, Thought Provoking,  but somehow as time runs its inevitable course, it still feels like it’s never enough, the soul hungers for more growth, more letters, more words, more text messages, more likes, more hugs, more connection, more music, more creativity, more friendship, more meditation, more harmony, more smiles, more metaphors, more similes, more analogies,  more more more! Then as you go through your growing process, you get thrown off, your soul starts hungering for less, less noise, less hate, less racism, less dissonance, less addiction, less conflict, less heartbreak, less gossip, less accidents, less tickets, less garbage, less bills, less lies, less less less.

It almost reminds me of a young hopeful mind versus an older cynical mind.

Finding balance seems to come natural to certain people who are really intuned with themselves and the earth it seems. Though what are we not seeing behind the scenes? Were these people we hear about, or even know in our lives born out of the womb a buddha statue? Probably not, probably took a lot of self discipline, and practice. At least that’s what my intuition is telling me. 

I’ve come to the library and sat down with the intention to write a piece of poetry that might move the people who will be listening to me since i have been asked to feature at this thing tomorrow. I really don’t even know what poetry really means or what it’s history is. Yet i call myself a poet. Do I deserve the right to call myself a poet? I don’t know. At this point though I’ve already believed that whatever i keep telling myself i am, i become. So even if I’m not a poet up to anyone else’s standards, I’m a poet thats continuing to grow my self. I guess that’s enough.