Rivaling the Strive

Your heart speaks

The Truth

That you do not want to live.

A mess of expectations

That you aim to strive for

But only know

That you should.

Rather than

That you want to.

Why climb the rungs

That you’d rather break?

Why persevere

When you find

A comfort

In what has been?

{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}{∆}

As much a “like” gives you a good feeling, comments reach further because someone actually felt compelled to share their thoughts, and then to have someone respond to your work with words inspired by your own…. That is a true and deep honour. I thank you kindly TIMSMIND390256655


BY TIMSMIND390256655 from FORSENITIES

11 thoughts on “Rivaling the Strive

  1. I’m honored by your inclusion of my comment to your post. I’ve been busy the last week or so, and I haven’t been able to keep up with my blog or with those I follow.
    You should have made your words bigger and mine smaller!!!!
    Sometimes I find myself casting about, with thoughts in my head and nothing for them to condense on. Then I read something that distills, and gives them direction. Something like your poem.
    Thank you.
    It gives me a little thrill writing poems in kind as a comment, I always mean well but there’s a chance that I will have missed the point, or seem too forward, especially when I comment to someone I’ve just ‘met’.
    Sincerely,
    Tim

    PS: Rachel is indescribably awesome and far more skilled than I. I’m glad you’re a fan too!

  2. The truth is the truth
    whether we want it
    or not.
    Life is messy
    with the expectations
    of others
    and those self imposed.
    Yet we strive to meet
    the standards
    set by others
    and neglect the goals
    we set for ourselves
    to stand on their level
    though it breaks us down
    and traps us there.
    Why bother?
    Because comfort found
    in familiar places
    can also trap.
    What’s the point of life
    if we don’t try
    in spite of the risk
    of failure.

    Thank you for finding and liking my site, I’m looking forward to seeing more of your thoughts.
    Thank you,
    Tim

    • QueridaJ says:

      When i read the reply poem you wrote for Rachel’s work I thought how beautiful two skilled artists share their work… This is such an honour… You’ve completely made my day!! Thank you sooooo much for the likes, the follow but most of all your words. ☺️☺️☺️

      • QueridaJ says:

        May I please with your permission, post your words as a reply in the post itself?

        • Yes you may. Your poem triggered me to think about how and why we struggle to fit in or move ahead while what we really want is to stay in our golden cage, knowing that we imprison ourselves that way. Kinda the whole ‘better to have loved and lost than to not love at all’ thing.
          Thank you for your kind words and praise. I’m glad that it made you happy.

    • agnecha says:

      QueridaJ
      Amazing that I find your words today. Thank you
      Tim, And your poem stopped me and made me think.
      Sometimes you have to stop to be able to move forward again. And the “golden cage” should have the door still ajar .. With the rest and although … they are still ajar all the time, we are the limits.
      greetings

      • QueridaJ says:

        That’s a profound comment, thank you for sharing ☺️

      • I run into my limits all the time. The cage is seductive, but I don’t find peace within it. If the door is locked, then I bend the bars to escape. The few parts of me still confined pace restlessly behind doors with hinges rusted fast.
        It’s nice to meet you too. Thank you for reading QueridaJ, and taking the time to share your thoughts.
        Tim

        • agnecha says:

          Tim, Free Spirit :), nice to read you. It’s good that you have that courage and strength to cross borders. Your life is probably rich in experiences and experiences. Knowing what you want and having the courage to stubbornly strive for it is the key to happiness and self-fulfillment.
          greetings.
          aga

          • I went to your page but I don’t speak języka polskiego. I used a translator to read cisza. I don’t think the translator understands poetry very well. No cóż. I read between the lines of the translation. I hope this is close to what you wrote. If so, it’s very nice. If not, I’m going to blame the translation site!

            silence

            silence
            that speaks
            of bliss
            the embrace of warm emotions
            breaking like a wave

            of intimacy
            breath to breath
            breast to breast

            silence
            that hears everything
            in the heart beat
            and sings the lucky melody
            that only two can hear

            I don’t always live up to the standard I should, but I try most of the time.

            Sincerely,
            Tim

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