Complexities Poem by Efren Petalver Carranza

Complexities



Each one of us has a world of our own
Where this is the kingdom of perfection
Too perfect and without limitation
We keep on coming here off and on

Sometimes, round and round, we travel too far
Instinctively in an idled war
Between true and false or right and wrong
Then we stop! And these dreams were all thrown

Life is faultless in this world we each own
But we got much to learn outside its room
Known to earth that life is filled with regression
And often, the visits here are confession

Decors of desires, we spread them here
And glamour in life shows their existence
Then the richness of our dreams will wear
To ache, once more, back to our common sense

That life on earth is full of promises
And we can only have what is from God
Tests after tests; challenge after challenge
Our strength, day by day, it's all we had.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Stuck in a Daydream
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'Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.' Albert Einstein


Solutions
to problems
are like pieces of puzzle
It takes time and patience
to find each piece
fitted within
itself

One picture-puzzle after all its pieces put together, I imagined this is the country where I was born.
I imagined each piece as men and women, young and old.
I imagined they are the problems; they are the solutions.

Why I have such imagination?

It is probably because of my limited knowledge about the country itself.
But what I know and understand that when two pieces do not fit together they don't form connection.
Then, I came to think these pieces camouflage among themselves as good to the whole picture, of course!
Yet, each one of them remain loose, as committers of sin' until they will be caught by the law of the land as much as judged by the law of God.

And those who are caught?

I imagined they are 'criminals' set aside in places called 'jails' under the control of - 'my hand, who is doing this ‘One-Perfect-Picture-Puzzle'' - the law of the land. While those pieces sought that fit together, they are my chosen ones under the eyes of 'my judgment' - the law of God. Until one piece finds itself and rises as problem yet as a solution, the unity begins:

One Nation
But will they ever be?

Einstein said, I can 'embrace the world' for my mind to conquer perfection but with 'its limited knowledge' it stays here.

Stuck in a daydream!

Aren't we all wished we live in a peaceful country?

**** Good Day! ****
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