My thoughts are the architects of my reality,
building fires to paradise -
It crafts flaming corridors to chaos.
Within my mind lies the power to ascend to bliss
or descend into turmoil, each decision forging the path ahead.
I contemplate my inner storm...will I be angel or devil's advocate
I fold myself deep down inside the stillness of my quiet contemplation
Down where my thoughts hide and the self seeks solitude
Battles rage...Storms storm...Fiery embers scorch and torment
My Soul is an agony of maddened thoughts whirling
A maelstrom of needs, desires, burning wishes and hopes
They dash against the self-constructed incarceration of my thoughts
I am a prisoner of my own making. Self-made in ember's flame
Trapped in a fiery spidery-webbed cocoon
I weave webs, I tell tales, they sometimes intertwine
I know not where one begins and the other ends
I am but a ghostly shell...ethereal, dark and alone
I am the essence of Id and ego's inferno - the sentimental selves
In this shell of hellish solitude, I dwell...ghostly, burning, alone,
Existing where unreal shadows scream and sway
Time becomes lost, whispers in the night echo, shrouded in darkness, seeking escape.
Like a specter’s wraith in twilight, I am adrift in an endless wall of fire
Alone I wander, thrashing, burning. An unbearable silence echoing in the chill.
My screams fade in the hollow hallways, A lonely ghost am I.
Yearning for a touch, a sign, In this infernal flame, I pine.
Yet within the void, a spark ignites, a hint of dawn's gentle glow.
For even ghosts in shells confined, may yet find solace
In thoughts of the sublime
Hope resonates from the depths of my contemplation.
Dark webs I weave, lies I tell, dreams I burn...I beg
Awaken me from my nightmarish echoed fiery hell
Blessed rain fall in deluge - Set me free to be!
Let the flames subside.
About the Creator
Antoni De'Leon
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. (Helen Keller).
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Comments (5)
Wow, this is such a vivid and intense look into internal struggle! The imagery of the "fiery spidery-webbed cocoon" and the soul as an "agony of maddened thoughts" is incredibly evocative. You've perfectly captured that battle between the self, the ego, and the glimmer of hope for rain and freedom. Beautifully written, Antoni!
Oooo, this was so deep, dark, and beautifully written! Loved it!
Antoni! Such an elegantly written piece. Your skills as a writer continue to escalate to peaks of greatness. Once I think you’ve reached your pinnacle you surprise me with a gift as this poem. I especially appreciated how you alluded to Dante’s Inferno with the line: “I’d and ego’s inferno,” which I found to be a fusion of Dante’s hell with Freud’s psychology. This poem reaches the depths, complications, confusions, and divisiveness of the mind. Will we ever be of sound mind? Will life always be filled with complex ironies? Exceptional work!
Great command of the language here, word choice throughout really elevated this writing and made your poetry feel all the more authentic and sincere. To me, this conjures up a frustration that I feel towards my own brain for sometimes either ruminating on dark thoughts, or failing to focus among scattered thoughts.
Indeed, Antoni, we are often prisoners of our own making...but it's also a hard trap to get out of! Solidly expressed.