Completion

means its final…from a start…came a finish…an end…a new beginning from an end…its a fulfillment…an accomplishment….a promise to oneself to go through…the mud and muck…the lies and deceit…self-hate and self-abuse….it relates to being intact…it is an answer to a question…it is endurance…walking through rain feet paining…to abide…to persist…be a mosquito to your goal…smell the blood…search the area for the blood…puncture the skin…and suck…to outlast and outlive…a survival tactic…we have to remain…to wait…endure…to linger… in the winds strong standing tree bark our leaves are to sway yet our bodies are to endure…in any season…any environment…long and slow we must suffer, while working and eagerly waiting…while in movement…motion…kindness…to our person…and to others…dont quit is a poem…it is real…life is alive…we are tangible and impressionable upon each other…so if I see you press on…then the impression left on me is to press on…it is a cycle…a repeat…repete…redo…out the box…yet on your square…we are chess pieces on a board…strategic our thinking and actions must be…we must stop self-torture…with our thinking…will put us in a jail cell…put us in a box on the corner…under the watchful eye of a fist…daily…beating…we put ourselves through… confusing thoughts…evil thoughts…sexual thoughts…depressing thoughts…random thoughts that we have pondered over to no avail we are dumb humans like that at times…forgetting we are the answer to most questions…forgetting forgiveness…weeping willows we are hunched over and rocking in a wave we are…five steps ahead of the game yet think we know not what we know to survive…its not easy…its awkward…uncomfortable…itchy…we want comfort…immediately…instant gratification…starches are to be cooked slow to retain texture and taste…bechamel is a mother sauce and must be created with patience and respect…risotto has to be babysat…our dreams have to be babysat…we must patiently nurture what we create in the mind…stop nurturing hate and pain…nurture ones mind for a completion…struggling for good feels way better than struggling for bad…it is the simple things and thoughts that produce quality…we are the details in this pattern of humbling…let ourselves be fine stitchings instead of tattered threads…sweat and pain and fear for a positive change feels good…you are blessed when you step on faith and change…you are beloved…blessed are those who endure…no matter the faith and what you may call God…blessed…are those who endure…completion…is a bittersweet sweet topping…it is a savory sweet…stand straight…love yourselves…pray…

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About monalisasrandomthoughts

I craft people poems. I laugh out-loud. I love all things. Everything is about order. My movements are chess. Everything to me calculates. I just look like this.
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One Response to Completion

  1. poetdonald says:

    Lot of struggle, perseverance, life in this poem. “don’t quit is a poem…it is inspiration” Wonderful sentiment.

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