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On Earth,
Life a unique commodity.
It is precious.
Though, what sets it apart
from other resources,
is that, it is
the only One,
that can decide
for itself,
if it wants to be wasted
or put to good use.
In the Universe,
a single life,
is here for just a second
then it's gone.
But what that life
leaves behind,
can either last
for a second,
or forever.
Kirsten Z. Jacob
Life a unique commodity.
It is precious.
Though, what sets it apart
from other resources,
is that, it is
the only One,
that can decide
for itself,
if it wants to be wasted
or put to good use.
In the Universe,
a single life,
is here for just a second
then it's gone.
But what that life
leaves behind,
can either last
for a second,
or forever.
Kirsten Z. Jacob
Literature
You Lift Me Up
You Lift Me Up:
When first I fell from the grace of the light
Tumbling endlessly through an uncaring sky
With wings torn from me, blotched and bloodied;
It was time for me to die...
But a bed of flowers, with the scent of lillies;
Caressing my heart with its soothing fragrance
Left me stronger and healed my wounds;
In the dark it was my radiance
It brought me back from the brink of despair
And made me forget that I would never fly
Instead I am content with these broken wings
If I may sleep where you still lie...
Here upon the ground, having faced my judgement
I am calm and collected without burden to bear
Someday I wish to retu
Literature
Can You Accept Me?
Can You Accept Me?:
I'll admit I've done my share of things
Of which I know I can never be proud
And I've tried my best to be a better man;
But I guess I can't right now
The mistakes I've made are pretty clear to me
It's not like I can just wipe a 'tat'
The symbols that go all around my body;
And the numbers on my back...
They're all reminders of who I used to be
What I used to do and how I used to live
But that man just isn't me anymore;
And I need a chance that only you can give
I guess what I really want to say is that:
I'm trying my hardest to change for better
And I need to know that you can forgive me
And so I'm sending
Literature
I Don't Want To See
Sometimes I close my eyes
And pretend i'm blind.
Though I can't see
I try to continue
On down the path
That I once believed was right
And though I know
That I have strayed from the path
That I have been swayed and moved off course
I will not open my eyes
Because I am blind
At least I wish I was.
I keep walking
And even though I can still hear
The sounds of the pain
And the damage
I might be bringing to others
Or the danger I'm slowly walking towards
But I keep going
I don't open my eyes
And I walk directly off that cliff
Though I don't see the fall.
Because I'm blind
Or at least I wish I was
Because I don't want to see.
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Author's Notes.
I know many of us are confused about what to do with our lives. We try too many things to know what direction we should head in.
But whatever we end up settling on we should always make the most of it.
The commas are placed such that the pauses they induce are meant to get the reader to really think about what I tried to convey.
*This piece cannot in whole or in part be reproduced, altered or claimed in any way without my explicit permission. ~Kirsten Jacob
I know many of us are confused about what to do with our lives. We try too many things to know what direction we should head in.
But whatever we end up settling on we should always make the most of it.
The commas are placed such that the pauses they induce are meant to get the reader to really think about what I tried to convey.
*This piece cannot in whole or in part be reproduced, altered or claimed in any way without my explicit permission. ~Kirsten Jacob
© 2012 - 2024 KirstenJacob
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Wow great poem...reminds me of my poems I wrote in high school...great poem...