Crying
By stormcat
There
are times when nothing evokes it
There
are times when you can’t stop it
All
illusory, like fucking whores, and sluts, like
drugs
that inject your body with a short lived shot
intense pleasure that takes your life then
leaves
you
empty and broken
Escape
may bring some solstice but you can’t
from
you. Bury yourself in work or alcohol
even
earth! What is the quality of spirit tears?
In
any case you’re dead even as you
laugh
and it’s untenable to realize that living or dead
there
is no sympathy in hell
Conversely
there are tears of joy ecstasy
in
the context of gratitude for the unbelievable
unexpected
good fortune awash with humility
at
last you have found the love of your life
and
it’s ironic that, for lack of need,
there is also no sympathy in heaven
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There is no sympathy in hell. It's so true. I think we should take a moment to reflect about the consequences of wasting our lives away in empty pleasures. It's a very good poem and i hope it'll get many more comments.
ReplyDeletePacks a punch, great write.
ReplyDeleteThis is a powerful read - it resonated deeply.
ReplyDeleteDeep feelings come pouring out in this piece.
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I wish I could wtite these words, but I think Catholic guilt prevents it. I shall visit again.
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Pea
you really pour out your soul in these word of blackness.. really very interesting... neither hell or heaven will bring in any sympathy.. what bleak prospect---
ReplyDeletehaving found your love of your life...it is not a mere escape...in its absence, we def try to fill that void with other things....interesting last two lines as well..i will think on them....
ReplyDeleteVery deep words here, Stormcat. I think you are right about there being no sympathy in either hell or heaven. There are so many different reasons for tears. I do prefer the tears of joy, but the tears of sadness are a release too. And, I think (would guess) most people have experienced both!
ReplyDeleteHow true that you can't escape yourself. You are in heaven and in hell. Interesting poem.
ReplyDeletewow! those last two lines carry an amazing idea!
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there is no sympathy in heaven...if there even is a heaven
ReplyDeletebut i think in crying, there is a purpose : to alleviate the sudden grief or joy in a person.
ReplyDeleteyou have written a very thought-provoking piece of work. :)
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ReplyDeletePerhaps when we cry, we cry alone...it probably isn't a social thing to do...for no one really shares what you feel, not in heaven or hell. But it is the 'deep feelings' which make us who we are. Without knowing grief, how well we really know happiness and visa versa? It was said on Downton Abbey last night, the price you pay for loving deeply is to know deep grief...or something like that...
ReplyDeletethought provoking closing lines...
ReplyDeletegritty piece Stormcat - keep writing!
ReplyDeleteI love how you put the same value of lack of sympathy in both heaven and hell. And so very true - no matter what escape mechanisms we employ, we can never escape ourselves. So much of that is an illusion.
ReplyDeleteVery cool about the crows you befriended. They are very intelligent. They fascinate me. :)
Wow!
ReplyDeleteThis poem purges... hopefully leading to equanimity.
ReplyDeletecrying is a strong emotion & some people have a weepy spirit
ReplyDeletewith a need to release tears of joy..tears of sorrow..they help
bring balance to the flood within..
I purge my inner demons with tears...They come at times of joy, sorrow....Sometimes I don't know the why, but after the tears have cleared I feel peace.
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