My Wholistic Life Poems

Society and Us

Is it possible to understand and recognise

the extent of our connections to others?

How much we touch other people’s lives?

How entangled we are without even noticing?

Can we measure the immensity of the sea

or the depth of our souls or the perception 

of our eyes?

I feel the need of being stripped of all

the coherence of my life,

that streams down the bluntness of my cheeks

and surpasses all my illusions of this existence.

I feel torn off the ideals I once realised

as it feels like we have mediocrity living

in disguise.

I don’t recognise myself anymore

and I wonder how I became undone

because once I had the whole world

at my fingertips and now I  am the whole world.

I am confused and aware; the deepest struggles

released into the Universe as it tries to embrace me

mercifully and compassionately.

I wonder how my thoughts and my emotions

affects others as I am so sensitive to theirs,

sometimes I can feel them so profoundly pulling away

like the waves when they timidly try to reach

for my toes in the sand.

They come close,

they have a feel for my love and kindness

and then, they slide away fearfully.

Sometimes people feel that they don’t

deserve to be loved, they walk away sneakily into

unfulfilling spaces and imaginary doubts,

trying to close the gaps of a painful and unsettling past.

They don’t understand the beauty and the gift

we were given,

in their selfish ways they retreat to the confines

of their souls without ever living,

and they die, with life before their eyes,

not feeling a thing, as numb as a piece of chalk,

as breathless as a precious stone.

Luciana Guimaraes