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Simple Enigma

this question, does it bother you?
this puzzle, does it stump you?

too young to be this old
too light to be so dark

a problem you cant unravel
a mystery you cant logic

so logically paradoxical
so simply enigmatic

face it, you cant wrap your head around this
face it, you cant get inside the heart of this

limitlessly constricted
ceaselessly discontinuous

of course i dont make sense to you
of course you simply cant understand

a prisoner of freedom,
a reserved hedonist

to know the real me, youve gotta forget reality
to know the real me, youve gotta drop convention

so confusedly enlightened,
so simply complex

explore the realm of things that might never be
explore the ideas that really shouldnt be

too scared to be this brave,
too weak to be this strong

nothing has to make sense in order to be,
nothing has to be strictly possible just to be

too big to be this small,
too determined to be so meek

so you see, something you wont understand
im not something you can understand

Drifting

I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly
Worth what I've been blessed.

I search through days that have been hard,
To try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.

You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just where I belong.

I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutinize, investigate
My life I will confess.

For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life,
Some way to make a difference,
Give a reason for this strife.

Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting
If I care to hang around?

It teases and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight;
A hazy vision out of reach,
Where darkness hides the light.

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there,
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare.

It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.

Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?

Each incident, each moment passed,
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth ...
Or will I be perplexed?

Perhaps I make it harder
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will my searching bring to me
My meaning over time?

Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now,
While questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow.

At the wind's first gust
Tower without it's raven
Crumbles into dust

Bricks and mortar fall
Lost is the black haired raven
No tower stands tall

It's base blown apart
By silence when once was song
Raven did depart

Black feather remains
Memory to the raven
In the heart it stains

ure pic reminds me of the isis but its a box....is it pandoras.....

Seal it up, shut them out
don't ever let them see your doubts

be the muse, show the way
reinforced it everyday

build a bridge, or bring a ladder
I don't mind, and they don't matter

THE MYSTERY OF PAIN.

Pain has an element of blank;

It cannot recollect

When it began, or if there were

A day when it was not.



It has no future but itself,

Its infinite realms contain

Its past, enlightened to perceive

New periods of pain.

Does suffering scare me? O Mother,
Let me suffer in this world. Do I require more?
Suffering runs ahead of me and runs after me.
I carry it on my head and set up a stand
In the bazaar to peddle it.
I?m a poison worm, I thrive on poison.
I carry it wherever I go.

Prasad says: Mother, lift off my load.
I need a little rest. It?s amazing!
Others brag about their happiness,
I brag about my suffering.

I have to be honest, it feels like Raven has joined our website. It's good to have a philosophical poet backing The Impact Players. Why don't you use that deep thinking to conjure up some good storyline suggestions and drop it in our box. Thanks again for helping us become the worm in the Big Apple!