Stuck in my reflections

Wrote this poem when I was 21. The only time I used rhyme.

Mirrors of Encounters

I´m stuck in my reflections
And lost in empty dreams
False aims and affectations
This is my share, it seems.

I thought I would create
New points of view and infinite progression
But all was a chimera
And I, a counterfeit.

Why did you leave me here
Oppressed by pain and grief
With neither joy, nor fear
With Doubt as a Belief.

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About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

3 Responses to Stuck in my reflections

  1. Maybe it is not totally a false aim. Maybe not really an empty dream.
    I see you seem to be bemoaning your blogging again?
    Like how you have put that -doubt as a belief. Such stunt is commendable viewed from more than one perspective.

    • julienmatei says:

      I couldn’t bemoan my blogging as I was 21 when I wrote this. 🙂

      I just came to think of this poem. It feels oftentimes that even the most noble undertakings seem to be some kind of vapid dreams. Nothing seems to last and the only thing which is constant is doubt. Truth be said I even doubt my doubt nowadays.

      I question and question….above all – myself

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