Faith based on doubt has no means to survive,
that's living to die, not feeling alive.
Reminds me of when I still hid my atheistic thoughts. I did everything in church, not out of acceptance but out of fear. The facade wasn't going to last long though. Two years later, I discovered this:
Mastery of self is the one true path;
Everything else is just the aftermath.
There’s so much emotion and feelings jsut by looking in the eyes . It seems as if they are torn apart
The flow and editing is remarkable. I really like the soul's prostitution, my own poem has a similar concept.
Words sharper than knives these are!
:)
:) I just had to come read it again! I thoroughly enjoyed it second time around as well!
Have a brilliantly amazing day!
You too! :)
This is wonderful, in its own way though.
Reminds me of when I still hid my atheistic thoughts. I did everything in church, not out of acceptance but out of fear. The facade wasn't going to last long though. Two years later, I discovered this:
...and since then I've been living my life.
Thanks for sharing
Blessings
I suppose it's something we all have to figure out for ourselves at some point.
I enjoyed this piece! Resteemed!
beautiful soulful and a sad truth that we endure everyday, i like it
Brilliant poetry
you are quite an awesome poet, keep up the talent.
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