Giving up gifts

in dsound •  7 years ago  (edited)

Giving up gifts

original poetry


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I.

The ordinary bundled itself, a dazzling parcel
To be sold through a harrowing stare
From a heart twisting in the revelation
Of its own mortality.

Futility pumping through the veins of the recipient
And the giver, vanished traceless on high,
Drips the nectar through an ebony sky.

A newspaper crumple in the heavens with a guffaw,
Rubbish bouncing between ear and the temple pillars,
The peek of turquoise grass between the pavement
That screams its omnipresence through a mild winter.

Everything is hurtling towards the conclusion:
Meandering or blasting through pomp and circumstance
Flicking crumbs of truth through the decorative bows.
Are you ready to meet yourself faceless?


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II.

The ordinary primes itself for unraveling,
The flash charge of its engines comes
Through mundane conversation,
Empty with vagaries and repetition.

In a single day the baby becomes an old man
And perishes; the ash of the corpse fashioned
Into a golden seed-ring springs up, a human oak.

The grove of absurdity flourishes its unreal species,
Amoebic spectres flashing wine-red, silver in the
Hyperluminescent dawn. Wingtips green, black hands,
Purple coral-eyes harsh scald the imagination
And scold any seer-of-them for the sheer hallucination.

You crafted the image, let the weird syllables
Carve an inverted waterfall to flow the crepuscular ridge;
You dammed the spinal flow and conjured monstrosities,
wrapped with tinsel and sparkles and bows to haunt you
In the stagnancy of ignorant stars.

Everything is melting the façade,
Pummeled with abstruse intimation
The spirit gives itself over in a cornucopia of hay
And humility; The heart comes to the precipice of
Comprehension and flings itself into the well
Of the sweet unknown:

Giving up parcels and presents and string
For certitude of livingless loss
and the givingless light to eternally sing.


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Written & spoken
By @d-pend
2/7/18
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Art created by

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1 --- "Postcard parcel" by Rona-Keller
2 --- "The thing" by Yanadhyana
3 --- "Past, present, and future" by Foxfires
4 --- "Parting of the red sea" by Parcel-sisters

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Wow. You knock me out!! This is a poem with meat. Full of truth. I can only say thank you my friend for this message. Thank you for supporting artist on Deviantart. Thank you for the form and beauty of this poem.


The gift of life is so precious. One man's life becomes a seed with unlimited potential to bear fruit. It is only when we die of our facade and humble ourselves we can sing and enjoy this life. The surreal becomes reality.

You crafted the image, let the weird syllables
Carve an inverted waterfall to flow the crepuscular ridge;
You dammed the spinal flow and conjured monstrosities,
wrapped with tinsel and sparkles and bows to haunt you
In the stagnancy of ignorant stars.



I cannot but think about my friend who became paralyzed after a motorcycle accident. He was only 19 and a great athlete at that. He suffered a lot about the purpose of existing if he could not even move. Later this humility made him a great man and teacher. This is the paradox of life. You caught it in this poem.

Like such esoteric motives so much!
I am not ready to meet myself faceless..
and yes... Just in a single day we all become old..
and the older we are, the faster time goes for us
do you notice it?
in the childhood life seems so long, and we get older so slow, but from year to year it is faster and faster...
thought-provoking feauture of our life.

This one has a metric arrangement divided in stanzas I also feel the ideas got me gasping to grab which idea was the focal theme of the poem.

I was feeling quite estactic at the begining I knew I was enjoying the way your vocabulary meandered with your voice onto the piece.

All in it's so amazing really

"Everything is hurtling towards the conclusion:
Meandering or blasting through pomp and circumstance
Flicking crumbs of truth through the decorative bows.
Are you ready to meet yourself faceless?
"

Yes!! everything is indeed hurtling towards conclusion,
Even our lives, the question is are you ready to give up this gift??
Are you ready for your own "conclusion"?

Great poem!! Really in love with your poems.

GREAT use of Dsound!

That image is so spooky and really preps you for what you are about to hear.

Flung me into the precipice of the unknown.

This image gave me sweet chills

'Giving up gifts' a very deep words @d-pend, that's cool. I have heard in Dsound, you read it full of feelings and penetrate into the soul. With you reading like that, I'm sure people who hear it will love your poetry and can be the most beautiful thing for them all.

I walk my way
Likewise also you
Walk your way
But God brings us together

I see my way
Likewise also you
Seeing your way
But God has united us

For we can besatu
In joy and sorrow
Nothing else I can say
You are the most beautiful gift of my life

From what I got its about the gift of life and how our finite nature is what makes the ordinary special.

i have always though of putting my poetry up on dsound. Listening to you read your words as inspired me to give it a shot. I do not know how to use audio software but i will give it a try with adobe audition.

Yes this is an exceptional poetry

great job @d-pend

your work was very clear... I am sure some professional use of tools was used.

Cheers

flicking crumbs of truth was raw af

great sound

Beautiful friend...beautiful!

good litrary work

As usual wonderful creativity

Put up is worth pursuing

Thank you

Waiting for the next

posting a very good friend, really I like it, thank you for sharing, I wait for your next work @d-pend

Wooow! amazing poetry
really a great poet
Thanks for sharing
I am waiting for your upcoming post
I wish you all the best
And keep it up

Excellent post and excellent page keep up the good work

i have always though of putting my poetry up on dsound. Listening to you read your words as inspired me to give it a shot. I do not know how to use audio software but i will give it a try with adobe audition.

Yes this is an exceptional poetry

great job @d-pend

your work was very clear... I am sure some professional use of tools was used.

Cheers

Poets are scarce in todays world. Keep up the good work 👌🏻

beautiful content you shared i like it and good work

I don't quite understand what we're talking about in this post, but the illustration I liked : )

Wooow! astonishing verse

extremely an incredible artist

Much obliged for sharing

I am sitting tight for your up and coming post

I want you to enjoy all that life has to offer

Also, keep it up

You have awesome artistic talent and wonderful aesthetic sense. Your poetry carries the load of wisdom and deep meanings. Besides its pleasure, it gives soothing and emotional stability to heart and soul. I really appreciate your creative skills and producing such a majestic poetry.

In a single day the baby becomes an old man

The grove of absurdity flourishes its unreal species,

Thank you for giving up gifts.

That is some amazing stuff to say the very least.

Beautiful poetry is very good to hear

It's really amazing and inspirational poetry @d-pend.
You have beautifully expressed your emotions in the form of poetry. I really liked this. Thanks for sharing this.

nice post

exelente saludos dios te proteja

  ·  7 years ago (edited)

Your poem @d-pend soothing when I'm living up to her. ..
I once tried to write a poem, but I don't get the meaning of nothing

I like it, it's a poetry telling a story
Without a doubt, it is something different.

me gustaron mucho las imágenes que utilizaste :D

Your works, you know! What the words worth to say it through! Amazing great works @d-pend your language high rate above all ☺
Need deep semantic to understanding.
Greats

Beautiful words, certainly looking forward to reading more from you.

a complex poem, a fractal stripping its truth
very good friend

That's amazing, heart deepening poem.
Excellent lyrics entire here. Showing some our life meaning.
Nicely entered humans thought of his spirit.
Giving up gifts exactly awesome. Thanks for stunning humans.

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I was inspired by your poem @d-pend, how so that poetry can be beautiful and interesting to the read?
I want to learn to make beautiful poetry.
thanks this poetry

good work, beautiful words are fascinating

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I love this part

Futility pumping through the veins of the recipient
And the giver, vanished traceless on high,
Drips the nectar through an ebony sky.

@d-pend. I was looking for fancy words and sentences to convey my feelings, but all I can say is, WOW! WOW! And triple WOW. I hope you don't mind me resteeming it.

Felicitaciones poeta, es un regalo su verbo me agrada la palabra cuando se configura en pinceladas y va desnudando la metáfora

Enjoyable tome, abundant with nilhist imagery

very nice, original

pomp and circumstance

you nailed it

@d-pend, Wow...You creating glorious thoughtful poem again.
Any-time my mind goes very deeply meditation. I can easily meditate coz I was already did and can do control my mind. But I haven't poetry skills. In fact I attracted your poetry always. If we can open our mind deeply can take best meaning for these poem and Dsound.
I think this one goes still our whole life. I accept any time trying to giving others. No waiting to receiving part. But Automatically will get. Until our death peoples need to help others. No need to imbalance in the society. Balance life best. As me, help some desolate peoples in my country. We all after the death no carrying any physical assets. So try to do best part of our life.
You nicely contribute graphical image for more colorful article. Fabulous effort.
Keep going with steemit poetry.
Stay blessed.

Beautiful words arranged, what a strong structural...wait your next works @d-pend

accomplishment!

this is a lovely piece.
I love the word play.

Muy bien

Oh wow that is absolutely stunning. And the art you paired with it was so perfect. I can't wait to follow you and read more of your work, so inspiring

ouvi isto até adormecer, gostei.

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