Wonderfall

Skimming down and kissing the façade of the surface
Was the stream, the concoction of eternal and perpetual magnificence
Flashing in my eyes like an infant star
All it reflected back to me was the assortment of my own sins
And the solution left within, just one
To appreciate the life bestowed upon me

Covered the eyes with fingers brimming with malevolence
Walked towards the only light in absolute obscurity
Knowing my consciousness is fighting my numbness
Diminishing all sensation of self-confiding surety
Knowing the devil that dwelled within
Took one step towards the waters blinding sparkle
Let thy touch get rid of my sins
“Save me, protect me, shield me from the shadows
Elevate your trust in myself so that I
I’d perhaps rise up and meet your expectation”
As my fingers went through the stream of innocence
I felt the genuineness of existence within me
Predicting that I and my faith within
Will get me rid of all my sins
I let loose my body, the corpse of my living endeavor
Within the light of consciousness
I got rid of my sins, got rid of them all
In the extreme magnificence of god’s wonderfall

— dhruv, Mar 16, 2008

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purplemoondoll

18 years 2 months ago

Stunning poetry. I really

Stunning poetry. I really enjoyed reading this. I love the title and the idea of the waterfall cleansing your sins - the wonderfall. The rhyme used in these lines:- Covered the eyes with fingers brimming with malevolence Walked towards the only light in absolute obscurity Knowing my consciousness is fighting my numbness Diminishing all sensation of self-confiding surety is clever and unforced - very well written I have to admit I am not the biggest fan of religious poetry but this was a great read. Kaz It's impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.

dhruv

18 years 2 months ago

thank you

thank you for your post :) it seems that in times of deep trouble, may you be an atheist or not, you tend to pray to a higher power. note that it might not be god, just a higher power. i guess that is the point of religion. i don't call myself an atheist, as i mentioned in my other poem i still pray and behold the mighty, but the reasons for my doing so are more for the peace of my family than of my own. i, on the other hand don't really believe in idol worship myself... but i found myself writing this somewhat religious piece when i was in trouble myself... it is strange indeed

Janice Pearce

18 years 2 months ago

Wonderfall

I thought this very beautiful poetry I let loose my body, my corpse of my living endeavor In the extreme magnificence of God's wonderfall were my favorites Great write!

weirdelf

17 years 10 months ago

I couldn’t help thinking

I couldn't help thinking that the "wonderfall" was the fall of the most beautiful Angel, Lucifer. He has cleansed more of my "sins" than god ever has. Again a lovely write, love your use of language, unselfconsciously profound. cheers, Jess

dhruv

17 years 10 months ago

I really appreciate your

I really appreciate your comments :). And more than that, they really make me want to reply :) There is never one solution for all problems. You can never classify solutions as right or wrong. What may be a wondrous cure for one might be a fatal drug for another. So the phrase "To each his own" is more than just a sarcastic comment after all. Nobody has a right to judge one unless he has been on that path himself, and yet his judgment may be wrong.

weirdelf

17 years 10 months ago

So true.

I am an arrogant bastard and often judge other's beliefs. Yet I will never stop learning till I die. Then maybe something too. You might be interested in my poem "truth in photocopiers", cheers, Jess