FUNDAMENTALS OF DETERMINATION
Existence stutters, like a few-month-old crying baby who needs to be comforted, because he feels that nothing is right in this world. Man wastes himself. At first, he only divides his strictly assigned, nerve-wracking weekdays into parts, and then he soon realizes that the upcoming birthdays, Christmas, and other holidays mean nothing to him. Now nuclear powers watch over total chaos, sharing the minds of more than eight billion industrious ants; vulgar illusions manipulate each individual.
It's like he's deliberately allowing himself to be bribed! As if twenty-four hours, and even a lifetime, are not enough to get to know the other, can we trust them? Do you love faithfully for yourself?! In order to achieve anything in the present, we have to leave ourselves a little. It is not salivary obscenity, smeared cynicism, or good-sounding radiance that determines who is likeable, with whom we exchange a few friendly words based on directness.
But the tendency-instinct towards human-counting, so that we can examine Being as a unit, of which we, as millions of tiny cell-molecules, would also be a part. Scary! All that remains is massive selfishness returning to itself, which can no longer be exploited; deeply buried, the more honest and true essence of the personality still breathes inside, you just have to carefully peel off the massive-conic shell, like an onion skin.
Consciousness is becoming more and more dull, it is rarely thought-producing. The formula of the certainty that once existed may still belong to the Human: one should go backwards on a career-life path with deliberate, slow steps and carefully question everything and everyone, so that they can see the more vulnerable humanity when they see it!
Font size:
Written on May 10, 2024
Submitted by oasev on May 09, 2024
- 1:26 min read
- 2 Views
Quick analysis:
Scheme | X X X X |
---|---|
Characters | 1,734 |
Words | 286 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Translation
Find a translation for this poem in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"FUNDAMENTALS OF DETERMINATION" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 13 Jun 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/187389/fundamentals-of-determination>.
Discuss the poem FUNDAMENTALS OF DETERMINATION with the community...
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In