My Discordant Life [Visualized]

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

How interesting it really is, this discordant life I lead;
Endless and unavoidable, self-induced perceptions of greed.

British Virgin Islands (26 days ago)

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This crypto craze, it seems to swallow me whole;
It's beyond the boundaries of big, it festers deep in my soul.

Forest Room 5 - Denver, CO (18 days ago)

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There's opportunity and oppulence, it seems at every turn;
Yet something other pulls on me, an unsatiable need to learn.

TEDx MileHigh - Denver, CO (12 days ago)

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Our history and past unknown, tell stories of the now;
The writing is clearly on the wall, but still we don't know how.

Midtown - Nashville, TN (9 days ago)

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Our friends and family join along, they're filters upon our screen;
They insulate our deepest truths, from within which we can not glean.

Owen Bradley Park - Nashville, TN (9 days ago)

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So is it unity and tribal talk, leading us slowly towards our graves;
Or is it much more insular, a selfish ego that misbehaves.

Bakersfield - Nashville, TN (8 days ago)

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We search for secret symbols, the ones we can't ignore;
But often those that lead us in, have other things in store.

Station Inn - Nashville, TN (8 days ago)

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So take the time to truly breathe, and absorb the here and now;
It's when you feel discordant, you're most deserving of a bow.

Denver, CO (3 hours ago)

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If you'd rather absorb the content without the visuals, here's your chance:

How interesting it really is, this discordant life I lead;
Endless and unavoidable, self-induced perceptions of greed.

This crypto craze, it seems to swallow me whole;
It's beyond the boundaries of big, it festers deep in my soul.

There's opportunity and oppulence, it seems at every turn;
Yet something other pulls on me, an unsatiable need to learn.

Our history and past unknown, tell stories of the now;
The writing is clearly on the wall, but still we don't know how.

Our friends and family join along, they're filters upon our screen;
They insulate our deepest truths, from within which we can not glean.

So is it unity and tribal talk, leading us slowly towards our graves;
Or is it much more insular, a selfish ego that misbehaves.

We search for secret symbols, the ones we can't ignore;
But often those that lead us in, have other things in store.

So take the time to truly breathe, and absorb the here and now;
It's when you feel discordant, you're most deserving of a bow.

Much ❤
@Tayken

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Why not! I thought it was very profound. Especially when you complemented your well articulated thoughts with photographs. Do keep writing! I upvoted genuinely. And have already been following you. :)

These are the comments that will keep me going, so thank you! Full #Steem ahead my friend!

Your authenticity really means a lot...and I will :)

We are in similar places it seems, so let's continue to push each other forward!

That's the spirit! :) Do keep writing. I'll definitely be keeping an eye out for your work. Cheers!

Beautifully written and thought provoking poem. I agree with you. @tayken. Totally enjoyed it. Nice photos too. :)

Thanks @Sandzat
I'm just exploring and testing more than anything. I have a writing style I'm comfortable with, but want to branch out and see the reaction I get to other forms (this one may not be for me it seems).

Great writing! I like the the photos and the time binding element, it creates a journey.
Good stuff man. The last line reminds me of this:

That's the kind of design I can get behind...clear my mind and let it bind to the infinite sign. When we create, we defy the laws of physics. Free our minds from what blinds and find our ultimate meaning in the divine. Much ❤️.

Beautiful poem and photos. The discordant feeling is a feeling I share, for sure.

Oh my... when did Poloniex change to the black dashboard?? Lol.

Man, that poem at the end... chilling reflections.

They always had a night-mode (I think). Once again, appreciate the read!

ah ha. got it. nice. I like it. :-)

u sure do get around. i popped on this post by accident, but stayed for the ride :)

Glad you stuck around and glad we're now connected via PALNet 👍🏼