Velocity Poem by Smoky Hoss
Velocity
It's velocity
that tears, destroys and ends
lives.
Speeding through ourselves
we burn up heartbeats
like bullets
through non-resistent flesh.
So bored are we
that we race ourselves
from one small god to the next
and the next and the next...
How long do those shadows,
trailing behind distant stars,
just beyond reach,
always going away from us,
run?
Like the universe we pursue the limits of,
they forever expand
at nearly the speed of Light.
Velocity.
Ever increasing as we are,
we speed onward,
expanding the distance
from ourselves; the same self
we so desperately seek.
- Looking for light,
we enter the darkness, of deep space,
going away from
our own Sun.
A fantastic poem, speed is addictive in all forms. the world is getting faster and faster.
I totally get this. Mankind runs after everything but self knowledge. We think everything-the-self is boring, and everything-not-self is new and interesting, when just the opposite is true. Whole worlds open up unto the self when it stops running and delves into its very essence. This is one of the best poems I've found that points this out. Yes it's a little different, but still the same great writing we know and love. :)
Different, but I get it. Smoky-you are so right. Just let us slow our pace. Deep and profound thinking.Another great one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I can relate. Live fast die young and leave a good looking corpse. Oh rats too late.