Of This Life

Of This Life

I am looking up at skies

that stare blankly back.

                                      I sink in an ocean     

where nothing floats,

just drowns.

I hang among vacant stars

in frozen and empty space.

I cannot move through time

without pain.

I exist in this universe

with no compassion,

a cold and Godless place

of science, dictators

 and frosted doctors.

So tell me,

where am I?

Who am I?

Am I simply walking dead?

 

21/04/13

 

Reviews

[DIVYA]

Yes John, you could not have put it better. We could almost be walking dead. Maybe even evil dead.

" I exist in this universe
with no compassion,
a cold and Godless place
of science, dictators
and frosted doctors." - A very interesting description of the contemporary world!

Very thought-provoking and beautifully worded! Thanks for sharing.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

And thank you dear Divya for your kind review.

[Rhianne Ney]

The words written here didn't stop to have a meaning.
You're right, in this age people are quietly shoving the thought of God away, and believes that there's always Science behind every logic that will be asked and deterred. For me though, He exists and he will always wait for everyone to turn to Him again~

Great poem, Mr. McFayden

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Rhianne

[Rhianne Ney]

You're welcome

[Emerald Seas]

A stark look at a sense of being that I feel many can relate to these days. There's a lot of negativity in the world that weighs us down. The attacks on religion, science, against each other... You capture the sadness and despair quite well in this poem.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much QSS!

[Mark]

Your words always have such a presence. There is no ambiguity and the meaning is always crystal. I felt the despair, the frustration in them. Very well done as always my friend.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Mark you are always so kind.

[s y e]

This was a good piece, I like how you had added questions.

This is a relate-able write, John. Good job.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you kindly my Lady!

[PP]

I been sharing the very same feeling lately; and tell you what that feeling is getting stronger everyday! Thanks for sharing this one John :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I am sure it will pass Prathma. In my life I have been to the abbys but here I am now. This poem was simply poetry. I am in such a happy place right now but sometimes I write darkly to remind myself just how lucky I really am. Many thanks for your review and I hope you stay happy.

[PP]

Thanks John for infusing positivity, much needed! BTW I am the fighter types, I don't mind a bit of odd..But its just that I have started to question the meaningless society off late. I am sure I will learn with passing numbers, since there is no escape! Guess the early years of adulthood are baffling my mind..Many thanks again :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Dear Prathma, It is part of loving and caring to look at life and question meaning. Those who comit atrocities fail to ask the question. Those good people like Nelson Mandela have asked the question and changed the world. Sometimes it is simply to help us change and in teenage everything is so mixed up. But it works out.

[PP]

I am sure it does John, and thank you ever so much for adding the much wanted hope :)