Words never spoken
letters never sent
feelings not embraced
rules — never bent.
Today I stand alone
with my loneliness and fear
but for the first time
my own heart... I hear.
LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace 2006
letters never sent
feelings not embraced
rules — never bent.
Today I stand alone
with my loneliness and fear
but for the first time
my own heart... I hear.
LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace 2006
There can be no vulnerability without risk;
there can be no community without vulnerability;
there can be no peace, and ultimately no life, without community.
—M. Scott Peck
there can be no community without vulnerability;
there can be no peace, and ultimately no life, without community.
—M. Scott Peck
WHEN
When I am done with being right --
And you are done with being wronged
Perhaps then we can speak of something small and bright
That we can both agree upon.
KEVIN TAYLOR
http://hellopoetry.com/kevinjtaylor
And you are done with being wronged
Perhaps then we can speak of something small and bright
That we can both agree upon.
KEVIN TAYLOR
http://hellopoetry.com/kevinjtaylor
A second half of a question
I am a writer
– too fragile to stand in light
I’m a fighter
– too scared to lift a sword
I’m a singer
– with a voice that easily cracks
and a peace maker
– too scared to end the war.
And I am tired;
tired, drained and beaten up,
And the only thing
that looks good to me,
Is to close my eyes,
lay down and fall asleep,
Leaning toward
the second half of a question:
To be or NOT TO BE?
LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace, 2006
TABULA RASA
I am fighting un-winnable fight
with un-conquerable dragons
I am riding a train to - No End
In invisible wagons
I am hoping for hopeless hopes
dreaming a “never come true” dream
re-building un-rebuildable vision
with foundation of “no self-esteem”
How pathetic, how sad, how cruel
Miserable my life, I’m a fool!
And I went to the top universities
Just to learn that I must – unschool.
Whatever I’ve learned I must forget
Whatever I believed I must erase
Whatever I knew I must ignore
My convictions must go to waste
Tabula Rasa once again
Emptiness, silence, just a gleam of light
Clear, white paper… as pure as a child
letting myself be, and letting God - write.
LILIANA KOHANN
©2004 Artpeace (2/28/04)
with un-conquerable dragons
I am riding a train to - No End
In invisible wagons
I am hoping for hopeless hopes
dreaming a “never come true” dream
re-building un-rebuildable vision
with foundation of “no self-esteem”
How pathetic, how sad, how cruel
Miserable my life, I’m a fool!
And I went to the top universities
Just to learn that I must – unschool.
Whatever I’ve learned I must forget
Whatever I believed I must erase
Whatever I knew I must ignore
My convictions must go to waste
Tabula Rasa once again
Emptiness, silence, just a gleam of light
Clear, white paper… as pure as a child
letting myself be, and letting God - write.
LILIANA KOHANN
©2004 Artpeace (2/28/04)
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