Not the same…

In a world that’s ever changing…we fall apart too.
The beauty created at birth slowly decade and tear us apart.
We can go alone in all existence…slowly disintegrate to nothing once again.
I know what is waiting for us on the other side.

If anyone feel what I feel, then show the way.
I have often thought what the hell I am?
Nump and all alone with the knowledge that I am dying.
Hell yes we are all dying slowly.
Out of control we can’t find the way back home.

Fire fills the sky…oh yeah takes away your heaven.
Getting there can’t stop, we are there already.
Our father who art in heaven…send me home as number 7.
I walk alone at night…dreaming you hold me so thight.
Wanted to take the left turn but I know you are right.

No matter what we do or what we think.
We can’t have all what we want or just the faint dream we had.
It takes a lifetime to realize…an eternity to accept.
So I am going to be nothing but me and I will be back as me.
Running into my own two arms still confuse me of who I am.

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

2 thoughts on “Not the same…

  1. amitapaul

    The use of “ decade “ for “ decayed “ , of “ nump “ for “numb “ , “ thight “ for “ tight “ , the use of a question mark at the end of a statement , are intriguing distractions in this poem of disillusionment with life

  2. Suma K Gopal

    Very contemplative piece… I particularly loved the line: “It takes a lifetime to realize…an eternity to accept.”


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