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The Dark Room

Submitted by Ian.T on Sun, 2012-10-07 03:57

The dark room

The darkness closed about my form
In think, there were my fellow travellers
They closed the spaces between our ways
A common bond let feelings flow.

We tried to think of things
Something you all should know
All things became muddled
As many wanted their way to go

Then peace took over,
Where pure thought could rule
Tell them, tell them, they need to know
Though it is not for us to say.

The thoughts of horror held the sway
Future times that saw many dead
Rulers and leaders, that falsely led
Their people, forgetting that they were real

The think evolved and pulsated so
Out there the truth should be told
There are very few now that are free
A sorry state is this humanity

They in their stupidity could not see
The Earth would move not many would be
That those, that were left behind
A struggling mass of human kind

Do you think there will be a change
No things will remain the same
Where greed and hate of others
Will be a base for a new world

Ian.T

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
My Dark room is a lovely place I can talk to myself and also sometimes my friends arrive and help. "But the Quiet is the best"
Editing stage: 
Editing - rough draft

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Seren

Sun, 2012-10-07 07:27

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I had to read this rwice to get the nuance there is layering of thoughts I might have another look tomorrow nothing is jumping out and telling me it shouldnt be there I will make sure to have another look in the daylight ... its been a long day and im a little tired wasnt going to stay this long but its a hard thing tearing me away from here I dont get here often enough and when I do I cant seem to leave LOL !!

Have you written of the dark room

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

Rula

Sun, 2012-10-07 14:51

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I don't have a Dark Room to enjoy some quietness

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Then peace took over,
 Where pure thought could rule

enjoyed the read dear Ian.  

 

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Ian.T

Sun, 2012-10-07 18:04

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We can all have a dark room, or even one that is full of light
but it to me is always best to see things with the eyes closed.
Not really, but it is that quiet place we have deep inside,
where we can walk with our spirit or maker which ever you hold dear.

There are many people that have a room where they go, it is built over the years with care, and a love of ones self and the ones that are dearest to them.
There a peace will dwell, that holds and heals your troubled ways, or a place where you just go to, to be at one with yourself and your beliefs for solutions to things that need an inner thought or care.
I hope that you can find a place there inside, it is not hard to find,
Yours Ian.T

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Rula

Mon, 2012-10-08 04:15

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Ian, I understand the metaphore in your piece when you refer to the
the dark room. But don't you think that it is the brightest room ever if
it gives all this relief?

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Ian.T

Mon, 2012-10-08 09:50

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Thank you sweet lady, but think if that is my dark room. then how do you think the places outside of it looks.
But it is only a term of a place to go, like my cave now that is near the same. Just that makings of a smile as you read means that the portrayal of my meditation room is good.
There are many facets to the realm of thoughts I have and it is like a library where things are kept in their place, you must make your own and let me know how it feels in there away from troubles where thought is pure, Yours Ian.T & Friends

PS:- I have an Atlas here that is from 1940 it shows your Palestine lands and beyond, It was a dream that others took from you.
It will never be the same again, I am so Sorry for those things..

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Rula

Mon, 2012-10-08 04:17

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One love, Two worlds ..Is it newly published. If so CONGRATULATIONS!

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Ian.T

Sat, 2012-10-13 18:30

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Thank you so very much for the congrats on the book being published..
One love, Two worlds was published last year,
I am aware of what I think is your beliefs, about the future state of being and the ways of man, so I never question it.
I am of the spiritualist ways not solid but take on their philosophy.
This book is a turning into a story form of Audio tape recordings of me talking to Sadie, The intro to the book explains that Sadie is of the Spirit world.
This is not of your learnings, so I would not recommend the book for you to have, just to accept that the world that Sadie is in, is run on unconditional love of all things and of pure energy,
Yours Ian.T

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So find more reasons to believe in others..

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