About something we all suffer from, just some more then others.


The Stress And The Strife.

Cold and lonely as a stone on a hillside
Lost in the bustle of modern day life
Constantly fighting from outside and inside
Parrying blows from the stress and the strife

They sufficate life, as they tighten about you
Dragging you down in the bottomless mire
Clouding your judgement, to block out the view
Its aim to consume you in pitiless fire

This is a hell, but not of Gods making
Brought down upon us by emotional needs
Dogging our footsteps, from the moment of waking
To stifle us all if we don't pay it heed



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-12-30 at 12:26

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Daybreaker
Another beautiful, important writing from you my friend!

Will we ever learn...
2005-12-31


Black Knight
Yes, you're right - it's everyday moments of our lives. But, perhaps it is good.
"Seek happiness in victory - but never in peace", and, "What does not kill, makes stronger".
I mean, really the life would be interesting without the strife and the stress?
It would be too insipid, I guess.
Don't you think?
2005-12-30


Celtic boy
I liked the flow of this. It also gave a serious message about stress and strife. Eveybody is affected in different ways but you made it a universal fit in your words.
2005-12-30