I Challenged Myself To a Different View
This is a poem that I wrote initially in 2010 and finished in 2011. I held it dear to myself, refusing to share it to anyone. But that was years ago, it will be a grave shame to keep this 'beauty' away from the world.
I wrote this about someone who dealt upon me great pain four years prior to writing this. But time had been a great healer, and so with it came maturity and the ability to look at the bright side instead of the dark. While the rain poured outside the vehicle during my daily commute to work, I found myself recalling the events related to this someone. Feeling pain was inevitable but healing was a choice, and I made the right choice.
I'm against explaining the meaning behind my poems and short stories but I felt I should give this one a pass. The wonderful thing about art is that it can be interpreted differently. I can be moved to tears by something while someone else gets offended by it. Someone can declare something as the most beautiful piece of art to ever exist on this earth while I just easily dismiss it. So for you readers, whatever you can take from this is your privilege. Thank you for reading.
And for you, Someone, this is my 'thank you' gift for you. Wherever you are, you are beautiful.
Like fire to a field, like dynamite to the reefs
Like failure to a dream, separation of a team
Like oil to the ocean, disregard to conscience
Like war to a nation and death of a religion
Like sand to a flame, cheating in a game
Like snow to a flower, silence to a howler
Like storm to the homeless, solitude to the childless
Like absence in a wedding, departure from singing
Hate can never make things right
Darkness can never give new life
Regrets will never propel time
Sadness will never make you shine
Grieving is only a matter of time
Sometimes poems they just do not rhyme
Words to begin with are never intact
It's foolish to take each one as if it's fact
Did you know you caused the slow death in me?
But now I can see the road more clearly
I challenged myself to a different view
Now I acknowledge the beautiful you
Like birth to a mother, companion to a loner
Ignorance to knowledge, education to a savage
Cover image: Lost in Field by Rudolf Getel