Fruit

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Writers' Tree House

They say that when you stare into the Abyss, the Abyss stares back.


To experience is one thing,

To see and believe;

Smelling, touching, feeling,

Perhaps emotions primal and unresolved.

 

But what say you against the One?

What can you hope to achieve, perceive, or even live in the face of such Greatness?

Revolved and final it is,

Unevolved and lacrimal we are.

 

Stare upon the surface of it.

Conceive of it, never truly seeing it bare,

Blocked by our mortal mind, which seeks to weave that

Which disturbs us, leaving us in a locked perception.


 

The indescribable, incommunicable horror of realising,

It is enough to leave one’s label up for question that is not disputable.

Long I sat there, pondering and wondering,

All whilst surrounded by this smouldering hell unknown.

 

And with my fruition came not submission,

But anger and fear, a revolt of the soul,

But all for nought as it left me a hole, separated from the whole,

See not the labour and law of man, but the core visage and more than we thought.

 

How fruitless and delusional the dreams of Mankind are.

This institutional system at its tipping point,

Yet so empty and baseless;

Without the consideration of all, made to only serve and appal.

 

They say that when you stare into the Abyss, 

The Abyss stares back.

 

I stared into it, through the slit of my mortal eye;

Avoid me it does, staring right through me, glazing over myself,

Absolute and uncaring,

For we are all Lost and Unbearing.

 

Dead trees in a wasteland of our own Curs-ed making.

 



Submitted: October 16, 2021

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Ann Sepino

I love this deep kind of poetry. It expounds on many aspects of humanity before coming to a conclusion that resonates with the current times. This has some beautiful wording and eye-catching stanza lengths. :)

Mon, October 18th, 2021 2:16pm

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Thankyou for your kind words, but it's not that deep (well, yeah, it is, but that's besides the point)
It does align itself with current human times. Or maybe I looked into too much nihilism, whichever one :p

Mon, October 18th, 2021 7:38am

Thoughts Before Rem

A hopeless existence is what I'm taking out of this one. I don't really pick up on that context that you are referring to in this so I assume its just that life itself is pointless as a whole. I love this kind of writing it paints a picture of a literal void as you read it and its beautifully constructed. Thanks for writing it.

Mon, October 25th, 2021 4:44pm

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'Thanks for writing it'.
NO.
THANK YOU for reading it. An author is nothing without someone to read their (mad, incoherent) work.

this string of poems I keep releasing is narrated by 'Mankind' as in the very concept of us (just so i wasnt restricted by perspective when writing from their pov, hopefull that clears up the context part)
As for the meaning behind this one (I'll keep this short)
i. the poem does focus at the start on how stupid we are, and that we might be blind to the meaning of everything.
'blocked by our mortal mind'
ii. then comes the (supposed) realisation that there is no meaning to anything and how unfair it all is.
'See not the labour and law of man, but the core visage and more than we thought.'
and
'without the consideration of all, made only to serve and appal.'

iii. this part of the poem is when everything is made clear to everyone.
'They say that when you look into the Abyss
The Abyss stares back.' is there to introduce everyone to the saying, and then
'Avoid me it does, staring right through me, glazing over myself,
Absolute and uncaring.' really makes clear how even if there was a greater power(the Abyss('literal void') it would care not for us, hence staring right through me.


iv. the last sentence lays blame to us, and only us for everything that we think and do.
'Dead trees in a wasteland of our own Curs-ed making.'


#I realised that my last reply was over 1k words... I got carried away explaining my own poem#

Mon, October 25th, 2021 10:10am

nikappuhamy

A meaningful poem.. I like the way how you have used those words to create a clear picture in the reader's mind.. I agree with Ann.. Long lines are eye-catching!!
The last line - Dead trees in a wasteland of our own Curs-ed making - is my favourite line from this poem.. Keep up the good work Gen..

Sat, October 30th, 2021 1:32pm

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Thank you, Nika.
and also thank you for noticing the hyphen ( this thing - ) in the word Curs-ed. I thought no one would ever see that!
It is clearly the superior way of pronouncing it.

Sat, October 30th, 2021 6:36am

Jonathan E. Lee

Nietzsche continues to inspire contemplation, eh?

I like your use of more archaic syntax (e.g. "Avoid me it does"). I cringe when people call it "Yoda speak" as though it's arbitrary and "backwards." You on the other hand are clearly acquainted with older literature, and I genuinely appreciate that myself.

Good work :)

Fri, November 5th, 2021 11:16pm

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He sure does.

'Archaic syntax'... it is yoda speak you must mean that. Jokes aside I've never heard anyone call it Yoda speak, but I have thought about it being a little similar.

And whilst I'm not one to turn away from older writings, I am not nearly as familiar with them as I would like.

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Mon, November 8th, 2021 9:54am

tiglon755sspm

This Is my cup of tea. I love what you see. I think It aligns to any human time past and present. You are a thinker and observe your world without the fear of the meaning of life. which Is good knowing there Is no meaning. More please.

Mon, December 13th, 2021 9:05pm

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Ah, would you like a complementary side of biscuits and tea cakes with your beverage?
Nice to see someone on my wavelength. Thanks for understanding!
I'll try my best to deliver something of this caliber again.

Mon, December 13th, 2021 2:30pm

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