A Dialogue Between Poets

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I found this poem titled Until and I wrote a poem on my reflection to it.
Until you’ve been arrested
And spent endless days in jail
And walked a hundred miles
Without ever leaving your cell
Until you’ve lost your family
And you’re utterly alone
You try to seek comfort
Realizing it was left at home
Until you’ve faced a judge
And entered your guilty plea
you’ve heard the words of judgment
That you won’t be going free
Until your days turn into months
And months turn into years
You lie awake at night
Shedding endless tears
Until you’ve lost all hope
And every dream you’ve ever had
You fight to keep your sanity
And fear that you’ll go mad
Until you’ve gone through these things
And lost all human will
How can you look at me and say
You know how I feel.
But then you say to yourself
Fuck it!
I’ve got this, I mean I’ve already pretty much done it
I’m in the now. So why not live in the present
Take my learns and see them as a lesson
So rather seeing my plea as I’m already forgotten
Take it with grace and receive
It for the blessing
As there is something at play here much more than you know
But then in time you’ll see,
It will be discovered as you begin to grow
From dust to ashes as the Bible would say,
Meaning let go take the reigns
Whilst you love in him each and every day
But then you see it, you finally see it
How it’s all been in your head,
How it’s all been an illusion
As you slip away from the worldly delusion
To the picking yourself up to start setting your soul free
As you make this the beginning of you changing your life’s plea.
I found this poem titled Until and I wrote a poem on my reflection to it.
Until you’ve been arrested
And spent endless days in jail
And walked a hundred miles
Without ever leaving your cell
Until you’ve lost your family
And you’re utterly alone
You try to seek comfort
Realizing it was left at home
Until you’ve faced a judge
And entered your guilty plea
you’ve heard the words of judgment
That you won’t be going free
Until your days turn into months
And months turn into years
You lie awake at night
Shedding endless tears
Until you’ve lost all hope
And every dream you’ve ever had
You fight to keep your sanity
And fear that you’ll go mad
Until you’ve gone through these things
And lost all human will
How can you look at me and say
You know how I feel.
But then you say to yourself
Fuck it!
I’ve got this, I mean I’ve already pretty much done it
I’m in the now. So why not live in the present
Take my learns and see them as a lesson
So rather seeing my plea as I’m already forgotten
Take it with grace and receive
It for the blessing
As there is something at play here much more than you know
But then in time you’ll see,
It will be discovered as you begin to grow
From dust to ashes as the Bible would say,
Meaning let go take the reigns
Whilst you love in him each and every day
But then you see it, you finally see it
How it’s all been in your head,
How it’s all been an illusion
As you slip away from the worldly delusion
To the picking yourself up to start setting your soul free
As you make this the beginning of you changing your life’s plea.
A sweet treat using buy-up staples.
Tired from being told what to do. I am tired of love, tired of being deemed guilty, tired of my own remorse. I am tired of my own self-doubt, my own shadows and especially tired of my own face.
Hate’s a strong word, but for you it’s reserved. I hate what you’ve taken from me, my parents, my childhood and my glee.
My blue eyes look so drained, but I’m strong, I’ll make it through.