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Details | Rhyme | |

You Know I Love You

Winds may howl,
Wild animals growl,
The forest grows cold, 
For I am lonesome and old
As the sun peaks through the clouds, 
I hear your soft, young voice so loud!
And though you speak dead man's lines,
You speak them with majesty divine
As I am wrapped in  my woe,
I only want you to know...
...that roses die black and violets lose blue,
But I will never die
And you know I love you!


Details | Free verse | |

EDGER ALL POE

Our dark founding father, of American literature,
A sinister beacon of darkness, lighting the way
Into the darkened abyss of mankind’s soul.
Within the galleria of madness, he is the
Grandmaster of the black ink, and it's
 Written words of terror.
In thus the shadow realm, does his spirit
Still roam, on the cutting edge of fear,
A fine thin line, is drawn between reality,
And fictions illusionary world.
Life's a shunned, abandonment’s creation,
The lord's misbegotten son, embraced
The night's cloak, in it's power
His only salvation unto history's
 Remembrance, is found a truth's
Justice and notability's respect.
Loves passionate compliant servant,
Dashed against the rocks of life itself,
Broken and damaged, he rose above
The waves of poverty, and the under
 Current of tragedies broken
Heart.
Some may say he wrote from the after
Effects that laid, at the bottom
 Of the bottle.
Or afterfeeds drug endued comma, dulling
The emotional nerves concept between
Right and wrong, the social exceptionable
Norm.
But we care not what others wish to believe,
For we honor him, those of us the dark poets,
As the father whom lead the way, between
Light and dark.
Dearest Edger Allen Poe, the legend, the man,
A spiritual dark representative, with pens quailed
Ink at his command.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN




















Details | Free verse | |

Dementia

He was always so happy
strong and bold.
He'd give you the shirt off of his back.
Tough.
Independent.
He had a rough life
growing up through the depression,
but like he always does,
he got through it.
He has two boys, of whom he is so proud.
Moved from Regina, to Victoria.
He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted.
But ever since his wife died, 
he has not been the same.
Sad
Lonely
Empty.
But like he has always done,
he got through it.
Mind slipping, 
just a little forgetful.
That's how it always starts out...
But like always, he powered through it, 
until now...
He is not the same person that I used to know.
He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind.
Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes.
He likes to play the blame game,
but we know he doesn't remember that it was him.
He wakes up in the night
shaking with pain, 
tears streaming down his face.
There is nothing we can do,
Oh well...
Two more tylenol.
Hold on to hope
for as long as you can,
It's only a matter of time now.
He gets vocal, a very loud tone.
He'll block you in your room
and make false accusations
But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him.
Tick tock, tick tock...
You can't handle the stress anymore
you have to leave.
Just hope for the best, 
maybe it will get better.
Surprise, it doesn't.
Your denial is foolish, everyone knows 
what happens next.
Sedation
Medication
Anger
Hurt
All results of
dementia


Details | Alliteration | |

THE LAST DAYS

The days seem to go by so fast. there is a void in the air, the birds have lost their vibrant beat, the ocean has lost its luster, the soil feels solid and dry.
 
My soul feels as if it has left my body before my death, my dreams haunt my day, the tears stain my steps, my doctor says that it is depression, I say that it is reality, I am intoxicated by society,I am numb by perscriptions.
 
Why do I feel so isolated within myself? is there no one in my painfully tight shoes? can anyone understand my pain? can anyone melt in my sorrows? why am I this way? why is the world so cruel? why can't I be normal?
 
Wait! I am normal, what am I saying, I know now, the veil has been lifted, humanity is my enemy, the sins that drip from their sweat, the dread that follows their shadows, their souls of black, their intentions of greed pull a shade across their eyes.
 
They are destined for doom, they will not be saved, they will not find salvation, they belittle me, they curse me, they shame me, but they are right about one thing, I am different, unlike them, I will be saved in the last days.


Details | Didactic | |

Victus

"Victus" By M. Taha Effendi (Didactic) Amidst the gloom of night's dark shroud, lurks Death in far corners of the shade. To vanquish my fears to God I bowed, And death shall find me... unafraid. Amidst this vale of tears and pain, my heart in life's robbed solace bled. God gave me strength to stand again, I found peace in His words I read. In pleasures and crime my life is spent, with sins the wretched soul is weighed. But God's love taught me to repent, He pursued me everytime I strayed. It matters not how dark the past, how much the evil takes its toll. Darkness thrives but never shall last, The Savior redeems the conquered soul. (Inspired by "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley)


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Money

Money money, ringing in your tills,
Calling us to worship,
The hundred dollar bills.
Bend our knees in wonder,
Bow our heads in awe,
At the power of the liar,
Who now controls us all.
From the darkest deep caverns,
To the stars in the sky,
From the infinite universe,
To the strangers passing by.

From your inner most conviction,
To your laughing in the night,
From everything you 're  seeing,
To everything out of sight.

The new God has risen,
To claim the holy throne,
The one that we have emptied,
Our hearts all cold as stone.

The throne that we have emptied,
We killed the rightful king,
Sold his crown an sceptre,
Pawned his sacred  ring.

Raised his bleeding body,
Up on that bloody hill,
The silent lamb still bleeding,
As the money fills your tills.


Details | Senryu | |

You Will Feel

be mindful
human rights are human ways
that lead down

be careful
the words above always remain
wear no crown

trap the sin
destroy the lie of conceit
look within

don't consume all that you see
you will feel
wrong like fire


Details | Free verse | |

Forgotten You

Forgotten you
As your mind collects the memories of yesterday
Forgotten You
Epiphanies tie into knotty strings of realization
That very moment. . . 
You merely exist

Back then. . .those smiles
Those. . .distant laughs
Some you remember by name
Gone now maybe
Like the exhalation of the wind
Others dispersed in the world of arbitrary happening
Like leaves from falling, man-made trees
There is no doubt that they have
Forgotten you

Activate the bomb
Ignite the fuse
And you’re on next year’s history book
Never forgotten
But drained of all remaining good

That smile you gave
That happiness
The warm embrace so long ago
Salt-coated with piles of rubbish
Over last remaining mental spurts of comfort
Evil, evil, evil, evil, EVIL. . .
Always absorbed and remembered
. . .though never forgiven. . .

All good and gracious sentiments
Packed up in a box set nonchalantly in Downstair’s storage
. . .that chair with the broken leg in the corner of the room
That mangled cobweb holding a dangling, lifeless spider
A drowned sailor’s hat drifting through the current of the ocean
The single tear from a soldier’s vigilant, memory-stricken eye
The frustrating thoughts of a mute
The unchanged. . .HATED deformations

Forgotten you. . .
One soul brings to light weary, unthought-of happenings
Wedged deep into what she can only imagine
With not even a hint of understanding
. . .of the pain. . . .of the bewildering distortions
Of the ugly. . .
One soul merely vomits sickly verse after verse

As humanity embraces its downfall
The poet hangs onto her unjustifiable, forgotten. . .
Words


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Rarest of Things

I gaze at the wind as it blows acorss the grown wheat.
My neck bends down and I stare at the grass beneath my feet.
The thoughts I have go far in the past.
In the time before when there was no grass.
Dreams of how the land was in the time before.
I can imagine how this once was on the ocean floor.

How dark and so cold it must have been.
And all the creatures that lived so deep within.
So many living down in this dark place.
Each life to live in the ocean's fast pace.
Flowing through the currents as a leaf on the wind.
The ocean floor covered with clams that never end.

Seperate individuals that we all are today.
Much similar to the clams that lived here that day.
We all have special minds that we can share.
Not one is alike so special and rare.
Once in a lifetime there's one person we meet.
We can share all with them and it makes us complete.

Once in our lifetime theres a single event.
Like clam that catches a dirt fragment.
We hold on to that feeling with all that we are.
Always lighting our way like a nothern star.
Like the clam that holds one little piece of dirt.
We hold on to the one that gives us comfort.
After some years this clam has a pearl.
As rare as the feelings of love for this man or this girl.


Details | Rhyme | |

Defiance

 
Defiance
Digging in my heels I’m ready to run, onward I go with my back to the rising sun
Shadow demons be gone pester me not, I’ll run so fast that you’ll soon be forgot
Newly reborn with no sign of a savior, renouncing the old ways desolate behavior
Forged in fathoms of what could have been, not knowing how not knowing when
My legs tighten I take off in the sand, in search of tomorrow in search of new land
Burning back from the sweltering heat, blisters echo my pain in my pounding feet
Relentless I run from my shoes I break free, running as fast as I can to my destiny
Dried out earth slowly turns green, desert skies of red turn a blue and white serene
Grass under foot a new way is found, no longer am I tethered no longer am I bound
Freedom calls to me bellowing from within, where will it end where should it begin
Breaking the summit confident I leap, my dreams my desires these things I will keep
Diving down toward the crystal river, no more regret no more fear not even a sliver
Splashing down into the waters cleanse, my conviction is what my success depends
Swimming to the shore naked to the sun, it’s my time to rebuild my time has begun
Drakavai2013


Details | I do not know? | |

The Light

~The Light~

I remember the first time
 Voices in my head getting way too loud
Just a little girl unable to enjoy the world around me
I thought there was no way out
Almost took the easy way out
Then I saw something shining at the end of a long dark tunnel
It gave me hope
A reason to believe
As long as I kept my focus on

~The Light~

Thirteen and so very young
Afraid to tell a soul
About the demons in my head
I thought that I had to deal with them 
For myself by myself
Until I slipped and told a friend
Finding out she heard them sometimes too
Helped me feel a little better
It is just too bad she never had a chance to see
Brightness at the end of her tunnel
After she moved away
She just gave up 
Walking away from 

~The Light	~

I felt so bad 
Yet I managed to hide the pain
I always felt inside
Even in my darkest hours
With many attempts behind me 
I kept hoping to see

~The Light~

It is beautiful to see how a family can rescue 
Their fallen 
Just not giving up
Always feeling their unconditional love 
Knowing they were there
It all helped me walk out of that dark tunnel
Embracing

~The Light~

Now I firmly believe it is possible
For the most troubled soul
To find a way out
Without taking the easy way
With love and support
I know you can do it too
As you go through life’s journey
Wherever it may take you 
Always remember to look for and 
Embrace 

~The Light	~

By: Jean Shular


Details | Free verse | |

Don't You Ever Give Up

Though the future looks gloom
Don't you give up
When you're put all the way down
Get back up on your feet
Always know that there
Are hard times
But don't dwell on them
The pleasant times are yet to come

When you get shot down
Always get up
There are more than one way
To climb up that ladder of success
So when people around
Want you to fail
Just ignore them and keep going
Because you'll beat them in the end
-Don't give up
You can do it
-Don't give up
You have potential
-Never give up
Listen to me
And you'll thank me in the end

Though it feels as if the future isn't so bright
Instead, it's just dark with no light
But don't think about it
Just go ahead and fight
And you'll see that I'm right!

You wanna stay on
The positive side
Never stoop so low as to
Stray down the dark and easy path
Nothing good can ever
Come from it
And there is no need to be like me
Because you still have your first chance
-Don't give up
Don't be like me
-Don't give up
It's not impossible
-Never give up
You heard me
So keep your head up and keep moving

Though the future looks like it won't contain light
Always know the dark goes, leaving the path bright
So don't ever doubt
And just fight your way through
And then you'll see that I'm right!

What I would do to get your opportunity
What others would do to be in your shoes
You should know that you're lucky
So raise your head and push forward

-Don't give up
-Don't give up
-Never give up

Though it feels as if the future isn't so bright
Instead, it's just dark with no light
But don't think about it
Just go ahead and fight
And you'll see that I'm right!
Though the future looks like it won't contain light
Always know the dark goes, leaving the path bright
So don't ever doubt
And just fight your way through
And then you'll see that I'm right!


Details | Blank verse | |

Defeating the Demons

     Dark clouds 
overhead
          as fear and 
worry
       cloud the
sky
     The inner self 
is threatened 
     by dark demons
The sweet rain 
    of sexuality
and light cutting through
the clouds
will help to 
defeat the demons
those inside as well as 
  those outside
     As the sky becomes clear
and the dark clouds become 
no more than a memory
We can once 
       more feel 
the warmth if
      the sun
We can once more 
experience 
peace
    After the long, long 
night of our souls
  We view the light 
shining on the waters
     Even though we 
don't fully understand 
  why joy has come
We welcome the change
And watch thin 
    wisps of dark clouds
being blown away
   they recede 
into the distance
   Our confidence 
returns
    and we face
the future with
     shining eyes


Details | Narrative | |

Just for Me

In the past I remember how things were so simple
When I was little my cheeks had such cute dimples
Looking back I remember how sweet I was as a child
When I think again my heart told me I was so wild
Yet, in time my simple choices was revealed as true as anyone
The reason I was the way I am today, I did things, to get done
Finishing lots of my undone ideas was so incredibly hard
So I figure my heart and choices should never hold in no bard
I never thought I would learn heart aches and pain
With such under statement I did things for no gain
I was a child who held true to what he has learned
But as we got older those kinda perspective would get me burned
When I made up my mind that people was not kind
I led myself in a confusion that I was blind
In the past I do recall that seeing is believing
So I was the one who stood their with friends leaving
Alone, I felt I did not belong, I cherish each person who knew me
I got older too see how the world works it stung me like a bee
The feeling of tingling ran through my vain
My view of the world and people who knew me was stained
Now I know they are out for their selves with no kind feelings
Life I know is just a joke because of who I hung out with seeing
Today as I look at the world it is in such shambles and astray
And rather fallow everyone I just walk away


Details | Ode | |

First Love

First Love

Her eyes showed me a way,
Her unique smile let my tears go away,
Her Beautiful face made me to say,
Is this Love, or what???

Started to have feeling of love,
Started to behave nicely and different,
Started to smile when there was no reason to smile,
Still, Is this Love, or what??

Tried to approach her, but felt belittled, lowly, shy,
Tried to ask her for date, but felt afraid, scared, shocked,
Tried to express my love, felt would be rejected, hurt, unheard,
Well still, Is this love, or what?

I can fix anything, why not this thing,
I can talk to any girl, why not this girl,
I can really convince anyone, why not this one,
Came before many girl, why not this girl.

Do please not tell me its just nothing,
Do tell me how to do something about this thing...Love,
Do tell me anything about this thing…Love,
Will there be rejection or appreciation??????????


Details | Narrative | |

Crazy

My friends and I had midnight hide and seek
One had to stand by a tree and not peek
In my state of hiding great I was hard to find
My friends decided to just be unkind
They all got together and decided to hunt me down
I first hid in the river near my house and almost drown
When they walk close by me I silently move through the grass
It was very hard to see, but I crawled a long time and almost ran out of gas
Then I heard one say that they were going up and wait by the tree
I had an idea that made a way to make them see
A shadow that ran in the distance thinking that would be
I had my horse pull a little manikin to make them think it was me
My friends took their flashlight and shined it toward it
I thought I had them but one thing was clear they did not fall for it not a bit
They all laugh and started to call out my name
They all asked how the heck did you have time to pull that trick that was so lame
I did not answer so they kept on looking for me, but I was so quick 
Some of my friends started to get really mad and tick
I was a master of doing weird things they all knew what I can do
The night was still young and the grass was collecting dew
I decided to make a distraction once again
To think of it, it would probably make the night end
My friends finally surrounded my tree house
I was quiet, so quiet, more than a mouse
I had some rope in the tree house to make my escape
To distract them I made a loud noise like an ape
The tree that my tree house was in was at least forty feet up
I had some stash in my tree house a drink or two in a cup
My final hour is about to end I did not want my friends to catch me till I got to the tree
I took the rope and tide it on a branch and pushed off and that was the key
I landed on the garage roof and sneaked my way to the tree
My friends knew me to well that they plan things before I could see
They had a fish net ready for me to step into
I thought that was kinda wise and some what like pew
The few feet by the tree there was two of my friends that was ready
Up in the tree they both jumped down and pulled me up in the net fast and steady
They thought they had won, the person had to tag me before I touch tree
She ended up having to get something to stand on to reach me
I swung my weight back and forth till I ended up touching and the game ended
My friends and I were so full of surprises and that is what the game handed


Details | Lyric | |

Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 




Details | Acrostic | |

Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
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Details | Personification | |

Not Really

How it must hurt you so on days like this,
  Walking around with a frown clutching your fist.
Hearing the words that are meant to anger you,
   Confused  you cry because there is nothing you can do.
Your mind is playing tricks on you driving you to say,
    I hate you all and the games you play please just go away.
Trusting nobody you are not sure which way you sould go,
    It's not real and  all in your head  is what you do not know.
Waiting to see just what tomorrow will possibly bring,
    All will be perfect and you wont rememver a thing.
Your thoughts they torement you  almost every day,
   Each night asking our Lord why your life is this way.
Feeling so alone thinking there is nobody who cares,
   But actually there is so many but you are not aware .
If only you would hear me so you might begin to see,
   You must believe in yourself if you want to be free.
You must have some faith if you are to understand ,
    What God has in store for you and what he has planned.
All the hurt and anger will soon begin to disappear ,
    You'll stand up tall again facing life with no fear.
Please remember always that you are never alone,
    By listening with your heart your path will be shown.
TAC


Details | Narrative | |

The Morning Star

The Morning Star
By Nate Spears
                                
There’s clarity in the depths on my deepest thought
I’m never blind to a world of darkness
I’m challenged by whatever in time
Defeated by my ambition in others

Close to my last day
But far from my last night
And I’m light years away
From my very last fight
 
The actions of the man
Creates the path of his life
The absence of the man
Restrains his rights
The mentality of a man
Saves the day he's granted 
The intent of the man
Leads him the way the earth has planned it


 So feel my rose as it fades 
Feel my pedals bring a new days
As I sprout beyond the stars
To a galaxy that stands out
The route brings the creation to light
After the day 
After the night
After the darkness
After my arrival 
The morning is tainted
The day is seen in a human’s eye 
Sight has been sinful before and after
You and I
This is the heart filled reason
For the birth Christ.


Details | Epic | |

The Stork I


The ship arrived surrounded by fog's dew,
his years she carried on her seaward tracks,
the wide upfront, horizon's line was dark,
- a stork he was, comradely to her crew.

(Thus, curious, he stood upon the moors,
projecting epitome of their rejoice,
and stern, the sea-waves' hum, repressed their voice,
enduring memory the dusk allures.)

A trenchant stork, with harbors in cahoot,
side-gazing for the sunken to discern,
Perceived the sea-men deftness and concern,
applied the color of night's darkened soot.

The dusk abraded then, the ship's details,
still numbness; maybe was the ship that stared,
as his persistent - curious eyes paired
with mind's perseverance, head-rope and brails.

Around the ship quizzical boats tripped,
like wooden cradles-coffins, they were stray,
companions lost beyond skylines' array,
sea's signalizing roar, on moorings whipped.

( Their sacrosanct ascent designed the stairs,
for spotless angels to walk amidst light blue,
like then the stork recited what was true,
- a dark night ship, for his bird's story cares.

And then they fled to skies - two comets' glows
that cut through distances, in ardent Spring
a song for wanderers, harmonic link,
- the emerald of Aegean shallows. )

What foolishness of storks, invites the ship,
stray souls to marry in night's ebon phase,
two finger-funnels tall, on skies to praise,
wraiths' upstage flight, on everlasting trip?

© G.V. 09/25/2012 All Rights Reserved
(Iambic Pentameter)


Details | Rhyme | |

Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…


Details | Epic | |

Trilogy


She splendid came before the light of dawn,
Emerged from Halls of deep memoir's efface;
'Let me express my love in eyes and ways,
before death turns me back to granite stone.'

Embraced were we while the winds raced moaning,
our strings of lives joined outside of mute grief;
there was a hope left when the arcane Nymph
fled East, towards the first light of morning.
..............

Unvirtuous sons of metamorphosis,
vociferous assault - lives to degrade,
with cymbals' wrothly thump, my land invade,
drums' beat enacts my apotheosis.

They cut me thrice and once as I slaughter,
grotesque barbarians, that fight entranced;
I prayed to dawns' refulgent light; enhanced
their monstrous growls fly with a twilit bird.

Accented their trilogy - immoral,
from deep wounds - inferior weep their cries,
euphoric Spring forces them to baptize
in anaphoric flowing red to flora.
..............

She splendid came before the light of dawn,
Emerged from Halls of deep memoir's efface;
'Let me express my love in eyes and ways,
before death turns me back to granite stone.'

© G.V. 10-04-2012, All Rights Reserved


Details | Ode | |

Nyx - Ode


Strophe:

The shadows know the scent of cloves,
as Nyx devolves from sleep's crossroad,
the night-owls croak to domes above,
her ode the stars turns to abode.

Her firmness strings the scene's stillness,
her laughter waves in hung ether,
small hours' submit her thoughts' steepness,
advancing 'mid green heather.

The night birds watch - with eyes of amber
night wraiths descend from stardome flare,
upon a sky-drome meander
that ghostly travelers time-share.
-----

Antistrophe:

Brilliant's the moon in ventured glory,
above shapes lays and daunting wraiths,
her eminence surpassed souls' faith,
to hark the travelers' lone story.

And kind advanced to lands of blooms,
as night conveyed upon each breath,
she confers grand the kiss of death,
with fates to weave on lethal looms.
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Epode:

On darkened growth she shines dismal,
In Stygian reign she rules - abysmal,
enchanted souls shall dwell in void,
with Acheron's old paths destroyed.
-----
© G.V. 10-03-2012, All Rights Reserved
Nyx = Night


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The Humans and I

Ones who wage,
Ones who rage,
Ones who take,
Ones who pay,
Ones who craze,
Ones who rave,
Ones who crave…

Ones who fear,
Ones who breathe,
Ones who give,
Ones who need,
Ones who will,
Ones who weave…

Ones who plead,
Ones who beg,
Ones who beseech,
Ones who entreat,
Ones who appeal,
Ones who volunteer,
Ones who disappear…

The ones who follow,
The ones that don’t know about tomorrow,
The ones who don’t deserve the morrow…

The ones who sleep,
The ones who cry,
The ones who live,
The ones who die…

The ones who proclaim,
Those who say they create,
The ones who ache,
The ones who don’t wait,
The ones who hesitate,
The ones who don’t concentrate,
The ones who fornicate,
The ones who procrastinate…

Those who fall in temptation,
Those who get in frustration,
Those who sometimes feel desperation,
Those who keep going without caution,
Those in motion,
Those in tension,
Those losing notion,
Those being poisoned,
Those getting in distortion,
Those following the broken diction,
Those dying like the billions,
Those without unction,
Those washed in the oceans…

I might seem cold,
But it is you who is bold.
I might not express,
But it is you who doesn’t let me progress.
I might not seem like I seek,
But it is you who doesn’t know me…
I might seem like I need,
But it is you who might always be begging on your knees.
I might seem dull,
But it is the one that is fool.
I might not be alight,
But it is you who isn’t truly alive…

I will remain neutral,
I will remain silver,
I will remain gray,
I feel darkness,
I feel light,
I will remain hallowed…,
After all, it is you who deserves no life…

I am a metal hawk,
I am a mountain goat,
I am a silver bird,
I am a gray wolf,
I am a white tiger,
I am a mystic rose…,
I am I…

I’m alive,
And I survive,
You are here,
However, it is you who deserves no life…

Being human does not imply that you have humanity…


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MY SEVEN BLESSINGS

God bless little angels brought unto me,
Watch over them beneath heavens grace.
My first of seven blessings most precious gift,
Treasures hearts keepsakes.
Number one the oldest, my rocker baby,
Dancing away with musics sweet lullaby.
The lyrical light of brilliance’s, a shinning note,
That strums across grandma's heart strings.
The second child is a testament to patience,
No instructions came with this wonder
Or warning labels tattooed upon her backside.
But she has the eyes of an angel and lord knows,
She try's my beliefs but I'll never give up the fight .
I love my problem child just the same.
The third times the charms, she is that for sure,
With brown eyes and a kewpie doll with dark curls.
Our grand daughter bubbles, whom can light up the
Darkest moment with just a simple smile.
The fourth grace is he, full of strength and daring,
A future NFL first draft pick this is my little RJ,
Patton had his tank and believe you me, Me maw
Has hers.
Diamonds are the hardest stones known to man,
But this boy sparkles with a shine more valuable,
Then gold.
Fifth in line is wisdom and charm, explorations
Future astronaut.
With curiosities wondering eye, but ahead of
The pack in any game of life.
My youngest grand son Issac his name means,
Laughter and joy and in this it is so true.
Tiny but mighty is my little Bella,
With dark raven hair, she has her fathers eyes,
And mommy's brave spirit.
She'll take on the world someday.
And win by all hands clapping her on,
Me Maw's future Mrs. America.
Seven was born on grandma's birthday,
A special gift given unto me is my darling,
Trinity.
Who knows what the future will hold for thee,
But seven has always been my lucky number,
So sky's the limit with this the youngest blessing,
In my life.

1.  The blessings gift is music.
2. The second blessings gift mischief and curiosity.
3.  The third blessings gift beauty's sweet smile
4. The four blessings gift strength and endurance.
5.  The fifth blessings gift wisdom and charm. 
6.  The sixth blessings gift is a brave spirit.
7. The seventh blessings gift is lucks true fortune.
And when you add up all my many blessing,
What does a grandmother receive a full heart,
Hugs and kisses at bedtime.
Good night my little angels and sleep tight.
I'll re-sight my many blessings in my prayers, 
Tonight as I lay myself asleep and dream of thee.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN








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over and over agin

sometimes i talk to myself, 
my mind is racing,
i dont know what to do...
so hard to explain.
depression isn't a stage
or a faze some kids go through
it shatters you...
i saw it all. 
she cried silent in her bed,
blood stains covered her favorite jeans,
her every shirt,
long sleeve ofcourse...
she suffered through it all with few people to call friend
and more to call enemy
even more to say where quite dissappointed....
FAT
her first name in school,
not started by a bully
or a mean rival,
but by her sister, 
and it echoed through her soul,
repeating in her mind... over and over again,
like the ripples of still water
when a pebble is dropped
flash frozen in time
repeating,
over and over again...
It was the first name they gave her,
millions where created over the years,
some unique
some repeating again, just as the first had..
gothic they called her,
emo, fat, ugly....worse things.
but in her mind, things where worse.
everything was repeating,
over and over again,
finally she believed it. 
she asked for help, from everyone
tried to explain to parents she wasnt well,
got called a psycho for asking to see a theripist,
not from a teacher,
not from a class mate,
but from her own father, who wouldn't, couldn't,
believe there could possibly be a thing wrong....
finally, crying, she confessed her bloody secret to a teacher.
rather then giving her time,
she is sent back to class crying her eyes out, as if she wherent going through enough...
she is sent to the principals office a few minutes later, after breaking down in class...
the princlipal says she needs help,
sends her and her dad for a risk evaluation,
her dads crying as she shows him her cuts...
they walk into a hospital room, 
it smells of chemicals and hand sanitizer,
the lady at the desk gives her a smile.
then she goes into a room with a lady,
her cheeks are sunken in and shes wearing way too much makeup,
the girl is gaging on her perfume,
and she looks really intimidating....
her dark brown hair looks dead and flat
even though its a bit wavy, 
and she wears somewhat of a mocking frown.
asks her all these questions,
is mommy beating her?
no
is daddy raping her?
no
is she doing drugs?
not alot
is anyone beating her?
pass...
did anyone molest her? 
pass....
oxcarbezapine, trazadone, citalipran, clinazapam, colonipan,
valium, lithium, more.......
and thats what they gave her,
more... 
some numbed the pain
some brought it out
tearing through her organs,
she became an addict by the time she was fourteen....
over dose after over dose
some for pleasure
some for pain,
gashes on her legs getting deeper,
this time she didnt tell a soul,
not even those she had come to call friends....
wakeup she screamed in her head over and over again
as she dropped weight like it was nothing....
you cant controll it she argued as things became worse. 
at age fourteen she attempted suicide,
she didnt quite succeed.
the medication took away her aappitite....
she liked it
she hated her body
hated herself
felt out of controll
found a new way to cope
as she shoved tooth brush after toothbrush down her throat
to keep her body from nuitrients...
as she whent weeks and weeks spitting food into napkins and making excuses 
I ate at my friends house....
spoken as a whisper
heard like a sentance
echoing in her mind over and over again,
along with that word, all the words,
FAT!!!!!!
ugy, anoying, stupid, fake, worthless, nothing...
one bite she would say
rocking back and forth
craving nothing but food
her body racked with hunger pain
one bite and there she was again
FAT!
over and over and over again
back to a toothbrush
this time she sees blood
she saw her ribs
she saw her bones,
it wasnt good enough,
she almost died, again....
choking on this deep dissappointment in herself,
gaging on everything they where pushing down her throat, 
their words, and their insults, their criticism.... their drugs
all shoved down her throat like candy
and just as she was was trained to do she swallowed despite the bad taste
or the hurt
or the fact that at the rate she was going she would be dead soon...
and you know why? 
because daddy yelled 
and couldnt accept what was happening
not because he wanted to hurt her
but because it hurt him,
and she let him believe,
because she could take the hurt if it meant he didnt have too.
because mommy didnt want to sit in her room all day
smoking weed
doing nothing,
practically having us raise ourselves,
she didnt mean to take anger, or frustration or hurt out on her daughter
she suffered everyday in her solitary confinement,
and from a young age she accepted her bedroom was the cage
 her mother had created for herself.
because sister didnt want to effect her the way she did
she was just frustrated
fed up with the way things where
scared, she needed someone to take her cruelty
and to help heal her pain...
because people in school
who where so cruel
had to have learned from somewhere
and she wasnt going to play into their games,
and they knew she was an easy target
because she would never attack someone so weak
and she accepted her suffering was a sacrafice
to help all these people....
to help her dad,
her mom,
her sister,
every person who was beaten abused or hurt
 and felt so weak at home they wanted to feel strong in the one safe place they had.
because depite the fact she had died inside,
and almost passed away on the out,
it was a saccrafice she was willing to make
so that no one else would have to feel that kind of pain,
and they all inflicted it and broke her down'untill there was nothing left but a shell
of somthing that could have been
and never had the chance
and why? 
because she would take it and wouldnt strike back,
because sometimes "just taking it"
isnt so much about the weakness not to do anything
but about the strangth not to hurt others the way they hurt you...


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The Real Me

I want to show you the real me,
Not just what you think you see,
I like to dress in black, not pink,
My dark poems will make you think,
I can't always be happy like you,
For I am sad, and often blue,
My soul was dying to break free,
To be the person I wanted to be,
I have hid my true self for many years,
While deep inside, crying many tears,
But, now I am showing the real me,
And you are just starting to see,
I'm emerging in the dark poetry I write,
The difference is like day and night.


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THE LAST STAND

THE LAST STAND

Where have all my people gone, the Navaho, Lakota, and the Sue.
Smothered beneath the white man blanket,
Chocking for a breath of airs life's sustaining oxygen.
The beating heart of native drums, are stilled frozen,
In the middle of it's rhythmic thumping, no pulses echo,
Can be heard on the open plain.
The weeping women kneel on sacred ground, shedding
A river of bloods tears, burning a permanent scare across,
A baron landscape.
Death's black raven shields itself, under it's crimson soaked wing,
Against shames immoral injustice. 
Greed's unsatisfiable hunger for land and riches fuels lusts desire,
Behold exterminations nay holocaust of the native inhabitance,
  Nothing remains alive except ignorance blackened shadow.
How much blood can mother earth be forced to drink before,
She drowns herself or spits up everything undigested,
 With sheer disdain and hatreds malice intent.
On a black and white chess board the winners takes it all,
Strategies grand masters playing with living pawns.
Treaties written in vanishing ink, promises disappear in thin air,
 Revealing a liars sharpened tongue.
The odds have always been stacked against those believing in fairness.
A rogue tidal wave of humanity has wiped out a nation,
And it's culture within the blink of an eye.
Flights appendages are clipped on the dove of peace, leaving it
Unable to soar above it's own habitat.
Wreckage’s refugees stumble in the ruins after math,
Rapes victims of civilizations civilized,
Are left devoid of their heritages lineage and legacy.
Elders chieftains representatives of a great nation,
Smoke peace pipes in the white mans hunting lodge
In Washington.
As human beings are hauled like cattle's cargo,
Taken to reservations burial grounds. 
Ancient ancestors lit up the heaven's vast expanse,
 By torches flame,
To guide the souls of the dead unto their great spiritual
 Plain beyond.
The pale horse gallops forward without a rider,
And the red people become a phantom tribe vanishing
 Upon the winds shifting tides.
Giving one last final trible battle war cry, 
Why my father but the great spirit answers not.
Behold America's legacy, a world trampled beneath
It's heavy iron fist, all in the name of progress or for the cause
Of Manifest destiny.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Hostile Times II

Hostile Times II
By Nate Spears
	

Busted love is my Crystal Ball's fortune
My heart hurts in a torturing way
Nothing ever works in my favor
Standing still 
I lower my head and pray 
Confessing to God 
All I have to give

A 16 year old rebellious daughter
A 13 year old son that’s dead
My father is in prison; so is the one of my two kids
Is this really a way of living?
I didn’t have a choice from the days beginning
Anything different
Would have a given me a chance
at living

Walls of barriers bearing on us 
On this earth we stand
Refusing to let go of this curse
If no bill is signed by Congress
My unemployment runs out next Thursday 
Now I contemplate what’s next?
Sex dollars or Creflo's Dollars?
Be an honest woman; or
Be a fool that’s starving?
When pushed to the limit
All governors are discarded.

Hostile Times rains upon us
Other nations joins the honors
The Elite makes me vomit
There’s plenty of resources among us
God have mercy and let it trickle down on us
Rather than become degrading
In this pew 
I choose prayer
Becoming Sunday Mornings best
Washing away my pains that become abreast; with my chest
Bringing in a new day, 
A today, 
For a better way
In these hostile times we live in.


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Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


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The Duchess Of Paradise

She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame  
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror


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Judas


Why should contritions in the soul abide, 
invoking alterations that times slayed, 
and one dissolved, never existent blade, 
why sharply cuts the mind and bleeds its stride? 

Why the damnation of the man should bring
to heavens where my dark betrayal was
a solemn reason to destroy the cause, 
so that the Overman be crowned as King? 

Now the brigades of fallen angels cry, 
inhuman was the prophecy beheld, 
because my tears shall not reverse the quelled, 
and innocents, in doom shall be awry! 

I followed what the apostles refused, 
the darkest 'mid the actions of a man, 
my children will be cursed but won't disband, 
what sacred ideologies perused.

The Judas' tears will flow along the slopes, 
forsooth becharmed are the females' night dreams, 
my blood and eyes in their dimensions beam, 
Lit embers' chosen man in Cosmos' scopes.

And how traumatic eyes of austere norms, 
in their aporia will avoid me for
as chosen man, I just obeyed to Lord, 
amid the thunder's wrath my guilt reforms! 

The solitude where I condemned my fate, 
awaits in astral Halls where darkness fades, 
cause nothingness will crown the lightless shades, 
hung oscillates a marionette's oblate.

© G.V 03-09-2013
(Iambic Pentameter)


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Harmonica


The ghosts come stern to foreshadow
their routes westward to Atlantic,
nautilus trust to sea mantic,
- and ocean deities endow.

Their ancestors were apt sailors,
to serve an equal cause for years,
on compassed routes - funeral tears,
sabled wives shed to sea bailors.

The blue engagement is a spell,
that haunts the island men since birth;
whom sea engulfs is an owing dearth,
to morose depths of mournful well.

The sailors stand on the stern deck,
as dusk turns colors to dark gray,
with a harmonica's sad play,
the long tear shadows and stares beck.

© G.V. 07-18-2012, All Rights Reserved


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Caution - Fireworks

E-Z Glo Punk, Lightning Flash,
TNT Devices will burst, do crash
Southern Night, Piccolo Petes
       are hard to beat...

I like hand held Sparklers, Tanks
 flashing fountains, Solar Flare
 Six to #20 Gold I have to share,
 no incidence, no burns, thanks...

  Whistles blow, fountains glow,
 pop'n sounds, entire sky all aglow
 I love those colors, high an low
  trails eched onto my retina
  inspired me to let ya know

  Now you close both eyes
in pitch dark, what a surprise
  for you to see, right there
 darkness, absolutely  anywhere
beautiful trails of lights in motion
 
"Always read a label of caution"


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Atropos twine


Bequest from far, my lone star blinks
The ghosts wear masks that smile and flirt
lives are domains of the same links
entwine their resolute, lost worth.

My truth adverts; enthroned wedding
incitement vows - Atropos' threading.

The fates impend while reasons quell
mind's garden waits for rain and dew;
Lost souls would trade their barren well
- embrace the vast of ocean blue.

Unsown the border, misconceives,
attracts me where the fate deceives.

Expanding norms, my thoughts that err
conceived you are mine - appointee
I missed our twined, engulfing flare
your soul received my cadence fee.

It was your stare and levels three
one thorn to love - twinge of sundial
imprisoned solitude and free,
where ether shaped your denial.

© G. V. 09-09-2011


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My Spiritual Journey, I'm Still Roaming

I grew up physically abused,
with only grandma to hold on to.
I was a frail child confined,
and couldn't understand the pain I was going through.
I roamed!

In my teenage years,
I was rebellious and out of control.
Emotional scars were souvenirs,
and I felt I lost my soul!
I roamed!

Down a long dark path,
I thought my spiritual journey would end.
Listening to a demonic laugh,
I found myself in prison with no friend!
I roamed!

I cried out to God for an answer,
for the death of my grandma was too much!
Spiritual pain ate me away like cancer,
and I felt God had just lost touch!
I roamed!

Down that dark tunnel of tribulation,
I began to see a spark of light.
I continued forward with determination,
with a stronger spiritual appetite!
I roamed!

Inside behind these evil walls,
I constantly fed my hungry mind.
At times I felt so small,
but mentally I was no longer confused!
I roamed!

I was once weak and frail,
and attempted suicide with a knife.
I fought my way out of hell,
because I now valued my life!
I roamed!

My journey began so long ago,
and the strength of my heart continues on.
I survived a spiritual TKO,
emotional scars remain, but insecurities are gone!!
I still continue to roam!


Written for Drake Eszes contest "I, roam"


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The Night Walk.

                                                                                   **A WINNING POEM**


That night, my heart pleaded i should
Wait over and pass the night at grand pa's 
Old inn.
Enormous was my concern to reach home 
And see Constance La France.... the rambling poet.
About "create your own form, may be?"
I embraced the night and darkness mingled 
With my eyes;

Yonder are night workers,
Here and there they wander,
Seaching for who to plunder,
Oh! what a mighty wonder.
Look at that  supermarket,
And a man with a mask,
Gun and matchet,
He most be a burglar,
Oh! i must be undercover,
Or else i step into danger,
For the night is in dark anger.

"Ahh! ahhh!! ahhhh!!!" the cry of a victim,
Something must have wrought a cry,
Who will be the rescue?
For me, this night walk must linger.
Look at the police, having me as an 
Accomplice, they need my identity and money,
Yet yonder is the victim crying....

Look over there! drug users
Assembling in dark corners,
Swaying like feathers,
In the midst of their daily rituals,
That is never beneficial,
Oh! blind earth leading to an open death.
Group upon groups, stationed in their post,
Looking so malicious, looking so vicious, 
Brandishing weapons, ready for the slaughter,
Gun shoots clatter as a group fight starter.
Charles melody has seen wonder
And endless palaver.

Knives mingled with flesh, blood and bone,
Men eager and bold,
Heads bounce like ball,
Suddenly, calmness......
Gba! gba!! gba!!! another trigger's verdict?
Lord when will these pass over?
For i am likening to salt in water,
Never to calm and ponder,
The night walk seemed not to be over. 

For the night is in dark anger....


BY CHARLES MELODY (Lightening Ink)                  **14TH PLACE IN
 CONSTANCE LA FRANCE CONTEST,
 WITH THE THEME; "DEEP, DARK AND DRAMATIC".
===============================
The form of this poem is called,"stream of consciousness." 
i formed it so because the thought kept coming
 like a stream or river of consciousness in my mind,
i was conscious of the dangers i knew, especially in my Little
African village and the war that covered it.
For "Constance La France, the Rambling poet's contest.


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THE HAUNTING

Entombed behind isolation walled
 Prison,
A haunting malice trapped me within.
Crouching beneath shadows shroud,
 Leering eyes pierce.
Through darkness’s pitch black,
 Covenant.
Pacing beast intercepting motions,
 Movements, mocking my,
Feeble attempts to evade frenzy's,
 Tormentor.
Deceptions deceiver, silver tongued, 
Weaver, spewing lies deceit.
Intricately aligning it's widow,
 Makers webbing,
Feasting on innocence betrayal.
Heckling, laughter echoes, against,
 Dead reckoning.
A chilling appetizing, as if pleased,
 At malice’s intent.
Fiendishly, delighting in torturing,
It’s human pet.
A vacant mumbling feeling over,
 Comes reasoning,
A deeper anger begins to rage,
Rebelling against hatred’s,
Horrifying entity.
Motivated to survive beyond spectral,
 Captivity.
Hear my disgust, creature,
 I shall destroy thee.
Leave me alone, screaming aloud,
 Sanity's domain gives way.
In musty halls empty hollows,
 An odorous stench.
Fills mine senses,
Cease mortal miscreant,
 None leave here alive,
Shudders blood runs cold down raw
 Veins nerve endings,
A deepening realizations rushes,
 The conscious mind,
I'm deaths play thing.
To be pounced upon, a toy mouse,
 Caught between claws,
Extracting, retracting at whims invoking.
Invisible hands grasp choking life's,
 Breath away.
Feeling every heartbeat slowing,
 Quietly ceasing.
Stinging painfully ringing at ear, 
Shots quivering,
Oblivion's mute murmurs never part,
Lips tightly closed.
Let mercy's fallen be forgiven,
 Released from,
Beyond hells hidden regions,
A place devoid of spiritual salvation.
Foul demonic spirit haunting,
 A madman's kingdom,
It whispers to me in sweet melodies,
 Aftershock.
Now we begin, and you truly belong to me,
With satisfactions grimace, it smiles.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


Details | Verse | |

Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
 
Right now, I am exactly as I am
You


Details | Free verse | |

Parasitic Life Form

It‘s alive!
A life form 
Thriving on hatred
Reaped from societies
Greatest blunder 
Like lighting
Follows thunder  
We are following our ancestors 
Reproducing civilization   
Mistake 
Disregard the fact
That we are all human
our blood is red
I smirk when I’m contented 
And shed tears when I’m poignant
We are all equal
cease  this schism 
And trounce racism


Details | Rhyme | |

The Last Crooked Mile

Saw the prints so there I track
Standing here on the edge of the crack
An alarming abyss and no turning back

Peeking around in deep dark places
There to find small little traces
Of successes in life and all the disgraces

There laid before me in my hand
Not even a mere speck of sand
Among the scheme of things so grand

Soaring so high up and away
Clearer there the light of day
Watching in wonder the superlative display

Climbing up on wings to take a ride
Naked and leaving behind all aside
With no reason at all or desire to hide

No words invented could ever convey
The visions there that come my way
As I sit and ponder my thoughts today

Some are good and some are bad
Then of those that make me sad
And of course so very happy and glad

If wanting to sing while walking along
Don't track in the dark places for much too long
And never try to create your own words to the song

Bad things can happen along the while
But upon my face I want to wear a smile
As I travel along that last crooked mile


Details | Romanticism | |

The Four Letter Word

Four letters put together to create one word,
with an impeccable definition.

Love...,
It is a strong word,
Close to the heart, yet
far from the woman you Love.

Butterflies flying, flapping their
orange and white wings in the summer heat.
The butterflies flap, flap their beautiful wings
together in the summertime of Love.

For Love is beautiful, like the summer preludes!

Four letters composed, to a Chopin's masterpiece.
The Romantic pole reaches out, to touch, to hold, to Love.

For these four letters are easy to read
and put together to create a complex concept
with a universal definition.
A four letter word, easy just to say,
but it is harder to show.
For Love is a simple word made up of simple letters,
but a complex meaing that takes most lifetimes to comprehend
and others a short while.

For I've seen hearts broken
and hearts put back together,
with this simple word.
My heart burned, brused, stabbed
knows the dangers of this simple, four letter word.

Love, some think it is a game
to play when you are bored.
Destroying self-esteem of girls,
who are already weak and nieve.
They long for love, but find surrealist dreams,
and see the Man of their dreams slip away in the night.
Gone without a trace.
While she is sucked into false promises,
from simple minded boys,
with only one thing on their mind.

Love..., it is a joke to some.
"I love you," is a laughing stock,
while a slap in the face, and disrespect is in fashion.
Girls, foolish girls walking in lonesome heartbreak,
saying they are in Love.
It is sad to see, and hard to hear, I know it is.

And to me Love is sometimes fair,
and most times a cruel joke.
Love, this four letter word is simple to say, but hard to comprehend.

Love me and I shall take you by the hand
show you caves of mystery,
and skies of grace and meadows, filled with flowers,
dedicated just for you, no one else, but you.
We can make Love on the sandy beaches, under the moonlit sky
under the still stars and shooting ones too.
Have a romantic dinner of oyster-shells and champange and kiss each other,
till we drown in intoxication and fall asleep in each others arms.

huh, Love... A simple, four letter word, that is easy to say,
but even harder to show.


Details | Couplet | |

Beast back to Love

Her decadent world
Brings tears to her eyes,
A carnivorous place
Filled with lies,
Upside down kingdom
In a storm
Only love that is written
Can keep her blood warm,
Truth emanates from her lips
As she dives in
Restores her grip,
She cannot let the task daunt her
The shadows cannot haunt her,
Reflection must take place
To win this inevitable race,
With God on her side
She can abide,
The ghosts of her past
Are fading fast,
A heart that radiates from up above
Can restore this beast back to love.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: June 2010


Details | Sonnet | |

Beautiful Lies

December 18, 2012

Beautiful lies known as little white lies
yet one is no more deceptive than each
The truth is what makes it afraid of light
It's important we practice what we preach

Imagination built on lies destroy
Imagination built on truth create
Conquering evil we try to avoid
Tooth fairy, Halloween, Santa abate

Perceptions and images make it real
Origins of Pagan rituals true
We've wandered down this path for a bum deal
Now more lies are created all brand new

The mask behind a beautiful white lie
is the truth with a constant shield, but why?


Details | Rhyme | |

Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

My telephone booth

Always a little leak,
Dripping in my roof.
As the thunder and the lighting,
Storm around my telephone booth.
The tidal wave is rising,
To drown the children a sleep,
As we hammer in the nails,
Through his bleeding wrists and feet.
Some talk of joy and wonder,
Some talk of better days,
But I try to tell you something,
That makes you shy away.

The humanity inside you,
The innocent lamb and dove,
Have been eaten by the humans,
Covered in *****and mud.

Your soul you held within you,
Your children that you loved,
Have been eaten by the humans,
Who drank the holy blood.

The holy and the sacred,
That once we beheld in awe,
Is now the dancing laughter ,
Of the drunkard and the whore.

Always a little leak,
Dripping through my roof,
As the fishes go on swimming,
Around my telephone booth.

more poem at http://labyrinthoflies.com


Details | Concrete | |

Observer

A serpent underneath blue sky,
in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye,
above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor,
venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water,
misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son,
mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon;
on teli and in the press, on top shells,
price none the less, in bedroom and at your door..
dawn of a new day seemed to be dark,
after all.


Details | Verse | |

A Warrior's Reason

This land is the purchase of our sweat
The commodity of our blood
The legacy of ancestral death
The stem that holds our bright visions bud

We shall not surrender it, or cease
To make our inheritance
Here strong, nor cower the least
From dark might and blind arrogance

This land is where our first breath was drawn
The salt that keep firm our veins
The quest of our golden dawn
The balm of borrowed grief and dark pains 

Will you provoke our ire then, ignite
Our kindred wrath and freedom
That we won disdain, and spite
The progress wrought? Courage ne'er succumb

To hideous deeds, nor wane of will
To fight the wicked distaste
Of human value and waste,
For our land will not hesitate to kill

Then let God and history judge us
And absolve us if we sin
When our Maroon hearts shall win
But dare not shall we yield one shred of sacred trust!


  
















Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.


Details | Narrative | |

God IS Real Miracles Happen

God Is Real/Miracles Happen
By Nate Spears


God is real, and miracles happen
Despite of his struggles 
The middle class poet kept on writing his chapters 
Times were tough 
But he didn’t give up
Unpaid rent 
Eviction notes 
His bills were overdue  
No water, no power 
He used GOD as his source; and  
kept on writing his chapters
Then came a knock 
He opened his door, but no one was there 
There was a note left behind, along with a white feather on his mat 
A rent paid receipt 
Plus full payment of his utilities
He closed the door quickly, and went back in the house to his desk
The pages in his book was flipped 
to a ending page he couldn’t miss
A inspirational piece was left behind that he didn’t write
It read this: 


For your time and effort given 
to lead and inspire, this is the final chapter in your book that I so desire.

I restored your power, to give you energy to write.

I gave you water again, for the tears shed on your writes.

I provided funding for your rent, for the priceless messages your poems present. 

Those sheets of paper have inspired many lives in need to vent.


I read the final chapter, and started to cry
I glanced out the window at a river of joy nearby
A rainbow appeared in the sky
Under covering my darkness  
There lies a ray of light 
No matter how deep life pounds
No matter how hard things get 
If you believe you can overcome
Just keep up the fight 
The battle is already won
Just believe.


Details | Alliteration | |

Innerself

He swifts on by like a moon lighted night. 
He shines bright for a moment in time. 
His arm's always open with warmth. 
His smile always bigger then everyone elses. 
His heart of rage and fire. 
He swifts on by, he swifts on by. 
Who will know the true man within. 
The man thats full of sin. 
No one can, no one can, for we are all just man...


Details | Terza Rima | |

Dying to Live

Dying to Live From off this bier I will arise one day. And nothing that has cowered me before, Will hie me back again from whence I stray; I leave, and seal the mausoleum door. When from that threshold that I do depart, I leave my travails lying on the floor. Knowing that this new life stands apart, I turn my back on fear I cannot tame. Determining that I will make a start, Where love and hopes rebound, and bear not shame. But fear will not hinder my hurried flight, From hush-voiced days I lost that whispered blame. And though I stumbled through with blinded sight, I boldly challenge terror-shrouded night.
© Copyright 2013 Shawn H. Hall - All Rights Reserved


Details | Rhyme | |

Nothing More Or Less

Millions of lives and souls untold
And to account it all
Words, lines, films
Imagination trims
A sliver of soft, scarlet ribbon
Hollywood rounds
Quills deliver
Writers flare with passion so strong
Filling minds with fantasies, reveries, histories
Tragedies
We consume it all like freshly baked bread
We feed until we are engorged and fed
A viral, universal mess
Ideas and unmade memories
Nothing more or less

My eyes remain glued to the screen
Living it all out
Tears dare to flow—to doubt
I should have thought of that
Can I truly let myself believe,
Someone else lived that!
Pound away your directors, script-writers, fighters
For miles and miles of stories remain unread
While the unknown remain in the grounds of humble malnourishment
Dead
Careers for the mind with a twist of the fable
Left us savage for the meal and the crumbs under the table
I can never let the raw truth rest
Naked, bare and empty—soothed
Nothing more or less

I cringed for originality 
Observed the world through the unedited scripts
The very act, the poetry pact
The wild animal drooling in the back
I was slapped in the face by my boss who had cracked
As the reviews bloated less and less
They wanted something awful, something flaw-ful—something new
And this empty brain in agony—HISSED 
I have lived in no epic battle of account
Of the collateral sufferings of my brothers
The stories the red carpet smothers
And still I ache to create
Before the other ones discover
I returned with ‘‘oh me’s’ and ‘oh my’s’’
With a work of pure genius—a storybook of lies
Nothing more or less

Little have I lacked to dream
Of contortioned pulls and dramatic fire
Stories that rarely brittle or tire
I fiddled with precious glass on edge
Foully eager for self-damage
As if it would trigger some legitimate spark 
Searching for creatures and features in the dark
No one unlocked the passage that night
For the starving idea-parched malice of right
But all welcomed with open arms
A pale mannequin filled with jewels and charms
Consuming, fuming dooming
All ghosts hoping, screaming, looming
Hoping that one day they would find themselves on the big screen
Their legacy real as it can possibly get
Nothing more or less


Details | Alliteration | |

Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Traveler

I took a journey down a dark road,
And now I’m a traveler, exhausted.
My heart, was unable to carry the load,
And I nearly lost it!

I was a traveler looking for an answer
But all I found was heartache.
I watched as Mother battled cancer
And that was almost too much to take!

I became lost a time or two,
And found an old familiar trail.
I had to escape the memory of you,
For I felt I was living in hell!

My travels took me to some dark places,
And some people thought I would not survive.
I’ve come to read expressions on faces,
So, why be surprised that I’m still alive?!

My journey often made me weary,
But I still continued to roam.
I maintained my spirituality,
And soon traveled back home.

I’ve learned a lot about myself
And  I learned so much of others.
Love is more valuable than wealth
And priceless is a hug from a mother!


Details | Quatrain | |

Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


Details | Couplet | |

The prison of the keys

And now I've lost my papers,
My passport and my wife,
The very essence of
My identity and life.

My bank account is empty,
My cloths and garments sold,
My skin and bones are ashes,
Spread thin on the open road.

My old car's broken down,
No wheels to touch the floor,
The motor been dismantled,
Stripped clean down to the core.

The bailiffs and the policemen,
Have emptied my abode,
The promises I made you,
Have been auctioned out and sold.

The love I hold within me,
Is all that I now have left,
The rest is bleak illusion,
The bind man and the deaf.

The imaginary people ,
I thought were my friends,
Have left the scene forever,
As the road of life does bend.

And now I stand alone,
Upon this lonely hill,
I gaze upon the meanings,
The years have silently killed.

In the roaring storms of thunder,
In the lightning in the night,
In the whispering of the children,
In the white doves lonely flight.

In the dust of many ages,
That has settled on my soul,
In the ashes of my humanity,
That has filled my begging bowl.

The ancient breeze is blowing,
Calling me to my knees,
To behold the light within me,
In the prison of the keys.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com


Details | Free verse | |

Last Sonnet



Hither I stand, at crossroads,
And then I gaze, at the yonder end-
The vague horizon from where I began;
And all that I may ever deem
Is that- my days
Have been a waken dream.

Hither I stand, at the edge of my dream;
Then I wonder, at the depth of my trance-
An adventurous journey through the wondrous woods;
An idyllic stroll through the vicissitudinous meadow;
And from the final station as I depart,
All that I can ever say, is that
Perpetuation has been a rouge
Of fleeting phases of my life.


Suyash Saxena 
St. Stephen’s College.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

The sunrise of your sacred love

the sunrise of your sacred love,
paints the hollow desert in my mind,
scattered grains of windblown thoughts,  
frozen remnants from another time,
your liquid brush scrape shards of pain,
from deep within my dark terrain,
and like a scarlet phoenix I rise again,
I climb your thighs,
and stroke your breasts,
I kiss your luscious, tender lips,
drink your luminescent eyes,
and dive right in,
such a surprise.
I didn't realize, 
that your love would be like this,
you've raised me from a dark abyss,
and placed me deep within your heart,
I'm warm, content and gently smiling,
lost forever,
in your love beguiling.

(from the chapter "Divinity of Woman" in Love's True Home, now available online in
hardcover, paperback, and as an e-book)
http://srigawntufahr.com/


Details | Free verse | |

The Light

They praise me like a saint,
But I am a sinner;
They don't know the man they see.
I am an addict.
Broken eyes to pornography,
Only Jesus can set me free.
Only by His death on the cross
And the grace of His Father's love
Am I able to be set free.
With God as The Light,
The One and Only Light,
The Only Hope in sight,
Will I be set free.
I am free.


Details | Rhyme | |

Shimmering Darkness

She woke up everyday 
to the beckoning of death's toll. 
But decided to embrace life, 
pulling herself from the darkened hole. 

With a new brightness in her eyes, 
she lived life as partially buried gold. 
Never afraid of the darkness, 
or what the future may hold. 

Shimmering beneath the dirt, 
her beauty shall now unfold. 
True legacy lies hidden to reign, 
for a prodigy has risen from bitter cold. 

One example of grace goes far, 
farther then any story ever told. 
With strength that comes from deep within, 
that's been held from days of old. 

Among the majority she lived, 
witnessing atrocities flare. 
From her soul she would always give, 
though no one seemed to care. 

As the bells of sadness began to ring, 
she would rise above the gloom. 
Out of darkness and despair she would sing, 
with a melody that filled the room. 

The tears that had fallen proved as strength, 
to her ever-impending light. 
Onward traveling to any length, 
for what she believed was right. 

When darkened paths shimmer, 
despite the pangs of apathy, 
through life she will always glimmer, 
no matter what the tragedy.


-Collab with Dan Kearley! You're the best, Dan!


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Everything that Never Was

 
i can feel it dissipating from every clogged pore on my body never a timeframe more wasted has this dismal nothing taken all of what was left from these ashes i shall be rebuilt only to stare back at that reflection to see nothing more than what i feared my soulless vessel will be ceaseless there is nothing more grotesque more monotonous more beautiful than what you could never take what was never born shall never die. Joseph B. Garcia


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Thread of Hope

As all I’d ever termed wondrous bliss unexpectedly died -
As my fantasy of a reality with destruction did collide -
My hopes shattered around me like glass in countless pieces,
Fragments suspended in mocking beauty as time freezes…

The clock hand ticks forward and it all crashes to the floor
My knees hit rock-bottom when I could take no more
All I now see is blackness where once there was color
Gone appears the light from the sun and its fervor…

I begin to walk away from the pond of shattered dreams
But the glass is in my clothes and cutting through my heart, it seems
Perhaps I am too close, the smoke is clouding my full view-
Glance up at the tower, instinctively know what to do…

Run up the steps; one, two,three hundred endless stairs
And I barely catch my breath, or have time to fill lungs with air -
Before the ground beneath my feet crumbles into sand
Loud thunder above me rumbles as I fall back down on land…

And I hit rock-bottom again
Thinking this must be the end
For surely no human can go through this pain
And still see rainbows through the rain…

The whole world seems gray and black tonight
With not a speck of pure, identifiable white in sight
Nothing is untouched, gone is everything -
Then how do I glimpse in that crack a thin white string?

Among the dirt, surely this uncorrupted clean string is not real
But just to verify the hopeless doubts, I reach out a hand to feel
And to my electric surprise, it’s most tangible indeed
I yank it out attached to a note, uncrumple it and read:

“Verily, with every hardship comes ease” [Quran 94:6]

That white thread...
Of hope.


Details | Quatern | |

The powerful silvery stardust

On that starry night, as I sat on the open balcony Of my own pigeon home, so cosy I saw, mesmerization, O pure adoration How beautous was this great attraction! A blanket of stardust, a black one full of stars Faced with it, so trivial seemed my scars Life itself seemed so mysterious And so full of grace so imperious! As I watched with wonder, came running down my cheeks Those tears, seeking their way out of their creeks Merciful must be the high Lord None knew why he did create a world so haggard! Somewhere, thought I, must be an abode There, sing the fairies, an eternal ode While switching on and off the blinking lights Of life and death, such must be its sights! On that starry night, living seemed a must A travel from a forgotten place to an unknown one To live simply with the wills of just Shall someday give me the high stature of the great swan!
Name : Anoucheka Gangabissoon


Details | Narrative | |

Flash-Backs

I had a dream where nothing 
was what it seemed.
It was dark and then too bright 
and all my words left my mind.
I saw a bright beam where 
everything was what I’d 
deemed.
The darkness fell over the 
shadows and swallowed 
everything that was kind.
The light fled and tomorrow 
was a treasure I just knew I 
had to find.

Yesterday was lost and 
everyone stood with a great 
amount in cost.
It was sad and it was glad, but 
everyone threw it up for a toss.
Passing through time with 
glimmering bright lights,
Where were the dark lonely 
nights?

Flash-backs timing the tracks 
as most folks fell through tiny 
little cracks,
Each one flashed back on top 
of crumpling down broken old 
stacks.
Then it was cold and then it got 
hot.
Today was here and being 
blotted out like a tiny black 
dot.
Flash-backs and flash-backs 
sending millions tracks of light 
to never forget me not.

®Registered: 2003 Ann Rich


Details | Free verse | |

A Chance Encounter

A Chance Encounter A chance encounter the other day Got me chatting to a stranger Just for some time to pass away. He was very well groomed, very smart. Spoke well too, seemed a decent sort. I told him a little tale I had learned whilst at work. Outside a building that’s up for sale Close to the centre of the town A queue of people gathered. Old clothes, hand me downs. Inside people of good heart and souls Were behind tables long. And a kind of soup was poured into bowls. A slice of bread was added to each one poured. As the hungry-eyed came through the door. As each one passed a thank you was heard. Grateful for the meal today. A simple reply least we can do. All was silent no complaints from the poor. Till a young voice said, ‘Please Mummy I want more.’ I sat back in my chair waiting for a reply. The guy opposite gave a big sigh. He said, ‘Things were tough in those days Very hard for the poor in the Victorian Age. They were ignored, did not count, How could others treat them like that?’ No-one should be without the means I say, To feed and clothe their children today. I looked at him and shook my head. My dear friend you misunderstand The tale was not yesteryear or a foreign land. I visited a local food bank the day before last. And like you I was taken aback. Unless with my eyes I had seen, The myth about scroungers I would still believe. Some get the dregs, others get the cream. This is Great Britain in 2013. But the people of our Nation are strong In times of strife they speak as one. ‘We are mighty as Caesar, mighty as Rome.’ ‘ NI CARBORUNDUM BASTARDORUM’


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The Unknown Wish

(A simple poem)

They say I am the dark horse That is destined till my end To gallop like the broken soul In the shadows of the wind But I am just the simple soul, And so they say I’ll fail Because I am the gentle whisper Among the constant yell. I have my dreams I dream at night. I have my prayers I pray, And though I run this race to win I’ve lost along the way. I’ve sat and pondered upon this life, My thoughts have drifted afar. I’m somewhat like the wayward wish That cannot find its star. I cannot stop upon this road And say my journey ends For when I think that life has stopped I find it just begins— Therefore the hour passes on And side by side we stand… Time and I, soul in soul Must travel hand in hand…. Chained to seconds, chained to minutes That do not pause for me So in their flow, so shall I go And be where they shall be, And if the minutes to which I’m chained Are granted their tomorrow Then so am I granted this And beckoned then to follow— Holding not to yesterday, It was not mine to keep. I leave it standing in the past, There in my soul to sleep, I travel on because I must, Though the dark horse, I may be. I travel on to get somewhere— A mended soul set free. A gentle whisper among this yell— This world, this life, this place Running still with the flame of hope To endure this wretched race. And I’ll keep on running And keep on running, Though my thoughts may drift afar, I’ll win this race as the unknown wish That claims its sacred star.
~T.S. Wilkins~


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Sin And Poetry

As the night sets in, it's as black as it's ever been.
My soul is in ruin, and my heart is like a back pack carrying a load of sin.

In the closet my skeletons scream, and constantly torment me.
The rage in my blood stream causes me to blaspheme religiously!
I am doomed because I'm so consumed by that very rage;
Engulfs me like burning fire, wraps me like barbed wire that causes a rampage!

The malice in my heart craves the blood from a helpless foe.
I feel I'm being ripped apart like some dark work of Edgar Allen Poe!

So many sins to atone for, and I get on my knees to repent.
Again with my face on the floor, I pray I receive a love that's heaven sent.
The evil is eating me alive from the inside out.
I can't survive when I feel like I'm fighting a 12 round bout!

My greed has come between me and my family.
I just wanted to succeed, but I admit I did it selfishly!

I seduced Lisa knowing she was married to another man, I just didn't care.
As Lisa fell in love, I became her number one fan, and then I ended our love affair!
My conscience wouldn't let me continue on the path of destruction.
I think of the consequence of losing you and laugh because now I'm unable to function.

I now see literally that it is better to lose an eye than your soul.
As I write my sin and poetry, I cry knowing my heart is as black as coal!   


My new form written strictly for Constance's contest "Create your own form maybe" ? is called Stanlets because it consists of couplets and stanzas that rhyme and is a dark subject.
Jimmy Anderson


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The Canvas of Night


The Canvas of Night


Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


enthralled by the wonder of the cosmos,
my dreams take to the heavens in effervescent flight,


I bathe in the beauty, soaked in sublime delight,
absorbed in moments of bliss, transfixed by the serene sight.




Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


and my being is infused with feelings of hope,


for even in darkness  I find the sprinkled sugar of hope's light.




note: special thanks to one of my heroes, the late Dr. Carl Sagan, for making science accessible to younger me, many, many moons ago.





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You Are Rich

Festered lament maddens me
Why must the despair of my heart’s desire
Truly enlighten me? 
I rested among the sick and lame
And found myself no different from the rest
For a troubled mind holds endless poverty
Penniless regret marks as a sickness no doctor can prescribe
For the bottles of balm are empty
And medicinal hope grows angry
I derived my madness from creativity
Revealing the remains of my humanity
‘Cool off, child’, I heard a soft voice whisper
But can’t you see I live off the flame?
It asks for no nickel or dime!
But it seeks to destroy all the same
The small voice returns at times
And often my heart listens
But we all listen
And only believe in the inevitability of pain 
I speak of the majority
Not of you
For you are blessed and beyond disgrace
You have a life—a beautiful face

And most of all, you are rich
With attributes I can only dream of 

You are rich with life and purpose
Holding inscrutabilities I can only wish to understand
You lift me without touch or care
Disposing me from your treasures
Because though you meant no harm, 
You are rich with blessing
And must remove all possible threats
So my festered lament
Remains an enlightenment

I can say I am rich in poverty
But you are forever rich
In Mystery

What hurts the most is knowing
I may be wrong about you
For you are so obscure in this mind
And as empty as I am I wish to be filled
In your richness
But we all are filled to the brim in the end
And sometimes I cannot distinguish the good from the bad
There is nothing I wish to discard
So I hoard in constant deficiency and despair  
And I hoard the idea that you are beyond compare

That you are rich
And always will be richer
Than me—or he


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THE FORBIDDEN CITY

Bow the great dragons, unto the mighty,
Ruler under heaven.
The divine master's iron heel, lies upon the
Serpents neck.
For brilliance illusion a golden throne shines,
Blinding those whom refuse to see the truth.
The trail leading unto the river of blood,
Streaming across a ruined country side.
Striking powers scepter against angers, 
Weakest point his own peoples innocent
Beliefs.
How did this tyrant usurper create such,
Beauty with arrogance strangle hold??
A rampaging tiger tightly grappling,
All ends of a concord nation.
Tarring it's inner seams until it bleeds, 
Internally leaving it unable to breathe.
Push wide the ancient gates, and behold,
The forbidden city of crimson red.
Sky pillars an archway, holding seemingly,
Up the very heaven's themselves.
In awed amazement beneath the great steps
Of China towards Beijing’s southern most edge.
Lies a glittering palace, of opulence greedy design.
Honor bound at royal bidding's commend,
Living china dolls, porcelain ladies of finest
Quality, his majesty’s playthings.
Green emerald eyes, flash enticing mortals,
To venture beyond safety's threshold.
Meet certain doom for those whom,
Trifled between temptations desire to satisfy,
Lusts insatiable thirsts.
Or honors sacred trust between master and servant.
The lion guards his holy temple ready to strike,
With sharp talons drawn.
Drinking the blood of his vanquished enemies.
But falls unto shame as blackness vail descends 
Casting his dark soul unto the four winds of 
Destiny.
Even in deaths wake, split by thunder, and
Lightning’s mighty quake.
Doesn't the poised hood cobra lie in wait 
To protect this his sacred garden,
In the land of the rising sun.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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The Broken Girl-not me

Is my life not tortured enough for you to see? 
I am broken as can be. 
My heart is torn. 
My tears stain these perfect floors.  
Why are singing with glee? 
Why do you not care about my every plea? 
I am trapped in your arms. 
I am the hopeless moth. 
How did you pick me? 
What is it that you see? 
A girl untouched by life? 
A flower blooming in the desert? 
I have said goodbye to my loving integrity.  
You took that from me through R-A-P-E.


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Crow II


He knows the fog that counts his steps tonight
So proud, the crow, stands on the wires, alone;
what made him bleed before the brinks of light,
defined by emptiness and mountain stone?

The fog surrounds the crow in early dark
what else deserved to be once more recalled
remained to warn the souls that stare and hark
"this shroud descends your being to enfold".

Ethereal, departs on his ascension trail,
stouthearted is his life's long path, my Lord;
the crow unfolds in white engulfing veil,
his stalwart wings on Mistral's wailing chord.

And infinite became his nightly flight,
above the cedars croaked his skyward rite.

© G.V. 06-11-2013 All rights reserved
(English sonnet)


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Bribed by Hell

I click the dark gates again,
As if the dark winds have spun black threads around their fingers,
Their magic drives me towards the emptiness,
I know my soul inside craves for light,
My lips have been closed with locks of horror,
The keys have been thrown deep inside my throat,
Neither can I cry for help, neither can I swallow the keys,
What misery will befall on such a desolate man. When hell bribed him, 
For the place in heaven.




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Her Final Words

"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows.
Her life had been a simple happy one. 
There were no pains and no troubles.
Life was life and people were people.
Life was simple.
and life was all about tomorrows.
Life didn't know about sorrows.
Her sorrows.
Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. 
They were never there, but where?
First to be sad in the naive town of joy.
Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there.
It was non-exististent. 
A meager thought 
and a blessed memory.
She tried and tried.
She failed and failed.
Life was no longer hers.
For Pain was her only possession.
Her curse.
She lived and she died.
Yet, her legacy was passed on.
Never was it gone.
"No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, 
"Save them."


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I blame me

I blame me for all my mistakes
I blame me for all the rejection and heartache
I blame me for all the times I stayed silent 
and should have started and earthquake
with my words
I should have spoken up when I had the chance
now all those thoughts are wasted
unspoken, unheard

I blame me when my husband touches me 
and I feel the hands of a predators pounce
And I blame me when the pressure it on
because all I had to do was shout out and renounce His name
Lord, help me to get rid of the shame

I blame me for my loneliness
I blame me for my feelings of lust
I blame me when I look at myself and see absolute disgust
I blame me when I shut down - unsure of who to trust
At times not even sure if I really know how to love

I blame me when my kids are crying out sick
because when I brought them here
I knew that this world was unfit
Yet overpowered by my love for them 
I became more and more protective
So I blame myself in advance for their sadness
when they finally see that the world is not objective

I blame me for those nights I can't rest
Wondering if my consciousness has finally realized
that I have done my best
to stay positive and have good intentions
So I blame myself when I give in to temptations and my human inhibitions
and begin to feel ashamed of myself
I begin to feel like I don't have enough strength to love myself
because
good things don't happen for me
So I blame me for my thinking and feelings of worthlessness

It's a big world and my lonely soul has no more confidence
I have nothing
I have given up 
and so I blame me for my incompetence and my soul's rut


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Cave dweller

Cave Dweller.

Once there lived a little man
A dwarf yet smaller still
Who lived within a little cave
All cold and darkness filled
He'd lived there such a long, long time
And knew he nothing more
That there was nothing better he was sure.

Then this maiden fair and beautiful
She ventured in his cave.
Her eyes were blue like crystal gems
For her most men would crave.
When the little man discovered her
With the candle in her hand
He saw a nymph so beautiful and grand

The maiden told that lonely man
About the beauty of the world
She spoke about the wings of a butterfly
All Gossamer unfurled
And she spoke of lush green meadows
And the flowers by and by
That lady spoke, her tone so very wise.

But that dwarf when she had finished
Sadly sighed and shook his head
For the thought of leaving his snug cage
Did feel his heart with dread
And he told that lady wistfully
That her fine land was not for he
For he was born to live this misery.

Socrares Dec 8 2003.


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Cease Fire

The Crusades Began a Holy War
Which Continues to this Day.
We Kill, and Kill, and Now it Seems,
This shall Always be the Way.

One Side Scores, the Others Die,
Then the Cycle is Repeated.
It never Stops, It’s never Done;
The Battles Grow More Heated!

The Way to Peace, it Seems so Clear,
Is not Through Senseless Slaughter.
I Appeal to All, “Please Quit the Fight!”
Save our Sons and Daughters!

To Find Our Way out of the Dark,
We Need only Seek the Light.
A Solution Lies within our Grasp:
Forget who’s Wrong or Right!

This God or that, it Makes no Matter.
This Truth I have Acquired:
Be they Different, or the Same,
The Gods would Preach Cease Fire!


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Gandhiji's Second Coming

Bullets shed blood, but couldn’t kill him.

Truth had lit even the dark nooks.
Waves of Non-violence had swept clean
All the weapons. An earthquake had
Toppled a mighty empire. And he
Was the pivot . Rays of Sacrifice
Had formed rainbows of triumph
In the sky of millions. When he
Had marched to Dhandi, history gave birth
To a new chapter. His vibrant words
Had shaken the distant Africa too.
Finally, he could drop the long longed
Nectar on the tongue tips of Indians
To get his reward with a pistol.

Now,
bereft and cleft by the dark minds
laughing with the white teeth,
our fair lady laments on .
Gandhiji  breaks his spectacles,
holds his stick upside down,
and gets ready to step out
from the frame hanging on the wall
for a Second Coming.



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BLACK

Dark as the night goddess, she is an ebony princess,
Blackest beauty whom sheds layers textures, as veils
Cast upon the breath of the night winds.
She the temptress enchantress, passion's desire burns
Within, these emerald eyes of seductions flame.
Fallen have men, and gods into shadow, faded by
Thus empress of the dark arts Magi.
Woven spells of intrigue entice the innocent,
To play deadly games of the lost, ending paradise
Illusions, but oh how they dream still, within
The realm of her kingdom.
Beware those of fragile soul, the black maiden's waltz
It is a singular pulse, beating at the heart of darkness,
Alive spiritual being, is she known as black.
The sun fell in love, with the first rays of the dawn,
Forlorn she cried unto the moon eclipse, and so he did
Comfort her, shielding thus within his embrace.
The child was given forth from their union,
Is she, black.
Royalties clinging robes, cover thus all in twilight’s
Faded hour, beauties most fair, inhales all light,
By shades quilting blanket, with the woven stars
Lain ever so gently amongst the heavens themselves.
Here she sits on golden throne, that orbits the universal
Immortals, casting dreams enchantments in a mystical,
Plan known only to her majesty, black.
Throw passions rose petal unto her temple pools,
Pray thee young lovers for blessings approval,
To thus goddess, the keeper of loves devotional
Faith.
In the ivory bricked temple of black, desires
Lustful heart of men, so is judged by the queen
Of enchantments, thy guardian of the dammed.
Oh beware the whitest rose left alone,
May be red at mornings first rays of light,
Or torn to shreds, leaving only a stem behind,
This goddess of silent fate, holds the answers,
And she only speaks in whispers by night.,
In her world of illusions, black after all
Is the dreaming goddess.


BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





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Wake Asia Wake - Part Two - 1

                                                 
                                         Part Two


Older in age 
                    younger in growth

  still heeding   His Master’s Voice

     the Great swirling dark illiterate masses

                     led by less than nought point nought nought nought nought nought nought nought to the power of 32

       who prefer nukes for toys
                at the cost of common everyday joys

These that hanker after the departed master’s pat on the back   

       for the Man-Booker
             for the National Book Award
                    for the Fullbright
                          for the Visiting Professorship and/or IIAS Fellowship
                                for the Ivy League-Oxbridge doctoral degree
    for in short the Master’s pedigree-conferring embrace

These who do not know  
            do not want to know
                 do not wish to know           
 will not know
      if there’s a difference 

   between a Genji Monogatari or the Monkey
   between a Sakuntala or the Gitanjali
   between a poem and a public parade   

These that will *******ons of postcolonial muck
And oblige their students to gorge every bit with spit
Just to stamp careers with their brainprints

These that will turn their coat
                                turn their tongue
                      turn their souls        
    for a Nobel

These that preen strut pout pose pretend 
          mouth ready to swill the millesium

  this bouquet mind you titillates the left corner of the upper palate
        like a petal unfolding in spring from a hymen

the dark obedient swirling masses lie dumb night after never-ending night
                    to ebola and dingue and chikungunya swill water
       shrivelling their cramped contorted viscera

(Continued in Part Two - 2)


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The Storm in My Soul

The storm in my soul
still aches for you
as I hear the roll of thunder
whispering bittersweet truths.
As the darkness looms over head
it creates chills down my spine.
Memories in my heart 
play on constant rewind.
Confusions sets in
as I long for inner peace.
Still waiting for answers,
for the sunshine to release.
For I know that the light
can chase the storms in my soul.
Can bring warmth to these chills 
and fill this deep dark hole.
As brightness takes over
and feeds my hope for this life.
My dreams are revealed 
and vicious fear is denied.
As I gather the strength
and travel down life’s endless road.
I look to the horizon 
and embrace the beautiful unknown.



*Inspired by a photo of dark storm clouds rolling in with the light of day battling to win. Taken by a friend while traveling in Colorado.








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To Take Notice

To Take Notice


When we see the moon light up at midday
we look up and take notice 
for it stands out as being different
for the day before it appeared as the sun went down
so we did not notice 
just seeing things as everyday motions
while many never take time to look up
to see any of the beauty surrounding 
how everyday is created and a blessing to view
This is how the holy spirit shall work
when one shall call upon Jesus 
asking for forgiveness and guidance
knowing they need Jesus more than anything
then some will  stop and look at you
trying to figure out what it is they see different
not being the same person as the day before
the blinds over the eyes will be lifted
then to be  molded and guided 
to a new creation
as the moon lit up at midday
watching as  time passes  by
 it gets brighter and brighter
giving a light to the dark world
therefore we shall be called out 
to give light 
to the dark world


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Newness Of Spring

Chirup, Chirupup is now gone away 
For the Cricket now sleeps in the deep woods
Deep down under a bed of dry decaying leaves
Awaiting the spring's warmth to call__ come

Out across the now no-fence pasture
Lies a giant pan of Rice Krispies cookies
White on tan the dead crispt grass made so by the cold hoary frost
Chilled so that it groans from the cold penetrating deep within the ground

The whole earth awaits that warm sun who takes his time
Slowly slipping back closer up, up, up to the Northern Hemisphere
Will spring come to renew or will those deep woods remain dark and deep
Inviting all eyes to see inside the open venerable vault of clearing

Those dark deep woods encourage exploring
To clear away all the tangled briars, dead barren ideas that need purging
Open clear up those winter woods for new growth of spring
New ideas on which to encourage the grow of the poetic mind 

Been in winter long enough in that cold barren woods
Trapped in the cold lingering by the fire of hearth's contentment
Now is the time to escape_be fresh new
Spring _bring on the novel





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Darkness

You wake up and ponder

maybe wonder whats the point

all you can see is the darkness

all you can feel is the world's despair

it envelopes you until you can't breath

you struggle to sit up and push it away

but all that surrounds you is darkness


How can you free yourself from its chains?

what will bring you a ray of light

we all have a guiding spirit to lead us

to take us back to the light

look around when you are in despair

think of others worse off than yourself


See the truth that stares us all in the face

just open your eyes and your heart too

and back into the shadows, the darkness will fade


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STORMY WEATHERS

wether to weather stormy weathers,
crucial to any understandings.
dire to decision,
more like a feeling never mentioned.
heavy to the struggle;
when the weight of the world is on your shoulder,
rise above the storm,
rise above the norm.
critical to the lifestyles,
hard to choose where to begin.
to wait till' the sun shines,
not waiting for the tears to rain.
so many unaware;
the choice you have to make,
the effect it has on you and everybody.
to stress getting through,
to make the right changes.
better to mve on, 
don't linger on the problem.
not to get undertow by the trials and tribulations.


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My Path Way In Life

Life is fuuny and cunny,It's not a good thing for anyone to pass through my path way in life for it is meant only for the strong and bold.I don't know where my strenght is coming from each day but i manage,

It's not easy walking through the path i have walked through and still walking through.I will never pray someone else walks past close to my path way in Life uptill now,never should anyone get it.its been STRONG my dear friend and brother
very STRONG,

I am just stocked in a single place like a piece of paper on a dry ground surrounded by both water and fire.if i change position,i either get soaked and torned off or i get burnt and loses in thin air,

Sometimes i stare at my path way in life both past and present,I see that i have travelled too far but not so far
I tend to wonder if travelling this path is all about staying at a single bus stop.

its really frustrating and sometimes wonderingly uncomfortable to notice that haven travelled a long path in life,you find yourself starting from the very begining where you started from,

its kind of annoying and may give a weak mind some chances of blaming his creator of which at times i do but may God forgive me for I am just being human.Listening to FOOLS and illitrates whose mindsets are blocked with ignorance and mischief makes my path narrower and tight,

well,well just keep doing your thing my brother and God is with you.as for me,I'll keep walking my rough path in life till my God makes it glaringly straight and easy for me,

I realy feel so down man,so down and confused.I feel real down.Yeah I know about my faith,I know about my God and I know everything is possible with him but i feel weak after passing through so much in life His strength has been and is still keeping me going but i need more,

I need to get to the stage in life where i can start doing what my heart yawns for.As it is said in the bible,"Train your child according to the ways of the Lord so that when he grows up,he will not depart from it",

Hope you get what i am talking about even if you are not around or beside my path way in life to witness the reality of it.But we must keep things we have in a continuous and pospective way where we can see developments in the near future even if it aches my back,throat and heart in a very bad way.Well,well I just keep my path way in Life and until then,i keep praying...


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


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Oh Sojourner

Oh Sojourner

By Ingrid Showalter Swift

 

Oh Sojourner
 
Walk among the tall lithe pines as they sway 

beneath

subtle hues of lavender’s dusk 

Reach your illuminas fingers 
with polished nails a-glittered 
in crystal-ed gold and diamond sight 
out and into this thrusting long light
         …Searing a golden pathway from sky into dark walnut and pine and lines of 
these byways ..only angels and devils alone ...dare tread

This forest is a barrier thin enough to breech
so teach me!.....I plead of you.... 

with lips blazing ... the need to speak volumes…like  heat rising 

Make me  a lit oiled lamp on a tall white post 
singing out ...streaming out into the streets gray toned and grayed with the 
beating 
of the merciless weakness ...of humanity 

lead me to hope….. yet still more
and pray

daring out …the dark night 

yearning for just yet another... lilt hearted singular spring day to awaken within 
the gates of this immortal town
held aloft by bone cavern and pale flesh tenting

Let  light green springs erupt from me once more 
and flow through all I meet 
like the river shows the leaf to the ocean and then to the shore once more


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Without the Dark

Without the dark, we could not see the stars;
Without some pain, we would not treasure joy;
Without some upset, none would savour peace;
Without some trial, none could faith employ.

Without the clouds and rain, we'd tire of sunshine;
Without some hurt, we'd never know forgiveness;
Without some battle, none would learn to conquer;
Without some mountains, none could upward progress.

Without the dark, the light would seem so plain;
Without the dark, it would not be as bright;
And so, my prayer for all who read these lines
Is that you'll see the stars throughout the night. 


*Inspired by, "Without the dark, we wouldn't see the stars." 
  Written October ninth, two thousand and thirteen.
  Contest Name: "Write with your Heart: 12 lines."


Details | I do not know? | |

You and I



You and I.


You.

Your heart blazed,
with a warmth of spirit,

soothing,

alluring,

soaked in truth.



Your smile burned,
branding me permanently,

gentle,

tender,

enveloping my being.



Your love was complete,
from the depths of your soul,

unsaid,

yet fierce,

bathed in silent knowing.



Your dreams were poetic,
fluttering in the afternoon breeze,
infused with the distilled essence of rhyme.


I.

I squandered your generosity of spirit.

I vainly discarded your priceless poems.


Now I stand,

alone,

empty,

desolate,

wasting away,

rotting inside, day by day.




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SUBMARINE-THE GRAY GHOST

From fathoms deepest keep, where man,
Shall not dare go, a white toothy giant
Dwells, with hatred's malice, this is a living man
Eater, whom lies at the bottom of the ocean.
In this striking zone, of deadly encounters,
Here where dead men tell no tails, crimson
Currents of the lifeless, float to the top of the food
Chain, and their last breaths of air explode, as
Bubbles above at the surface,
Leaving nothing behind but a bloody residue,
And the wreckage mangled life raft, and one word
Still lingers on the foreboding breeze, as a screams
Echoing drowns into whispers in silences last refrain,
SHARK!
Nay this aquatic Phantom, called Submarine,
Is the gray ghost that stalks within every human
Beings nightmares, just below the waves of our
Subconscious fears, a demon lurks in the darkness,
Of the murky shallows, waiting to take a bite
Out of us.
A thirty-seven foot killing machine, with razor
Blades of jagged ivory's, moving at velocities mega
Speed, heading straight for humanity's beach,
His favorite hunting grounds.
A leviathan of a shark, highly intelligent,
Circling his preferred prey called man,
The hunter is ready to appease his
Insatiable appetite that is never satisfied,
In a carnivores blood bath of mayhem,
Just off shore of paradise.
In hell's kingdom many souls scream from
Below one word that echoes through the
Chum filled surf above, SHARK.
For these are the latest victims, of
The Submarines wrath, and now they do
So warn the living, beware of this sharp
Toothed Giant!
Look into the black eyes of death, take
Notice if he bares the scare of men,
And notches gouge mark on his dorsal fin,
For than thee shall know for sure, if
It is truly the gray ghost,
Known as Submarine.
If thou’ art sure, than say your final prayers unto God,
And inhale one last deep breath of air,
Than swim away, as fast as you can,
For humanity is now on the menu!

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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BACKSTREETS OF PARIS - Monsieur L'Vampyre

BACKSTREETS OF PARIS -  MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE
One spring and sunny day I set my sight
behind my darkened lenses, feigning night,
so I might stroll in my own way
and see what's life in light of day,
my thread put to my back, I travelled light;

when Paris comes to all its greenery,
there's not a sight that means so much to me
as flowers holding to the hair
of Mademoiselles out ev'rywhere,
and laughing children, that's how life should be.

The beat of Paris leads a steady pace
and if you stop, you're holding up the race
there's not enough time in a day
to walk all of Champs Elysees
and so you miss the smile of ev'ry face.

But there are places few would care to go
with streets so narrow, darkness is the glow,
where yesterday's not in the past,
but here and now, and here to last,
with cobble stones laid many years ago;

a world of silence, far from natures care,
a place of echoes, snapping here to there;
the signs of life flow past your feet
and to the Seine, just down the street,
but leaves its scent, it's with you ev'rywhere.

This is a time, more than a place to be,
the soul of Paris few can ever see,
the very secrets of her heart,
where light of Paris had its start,
and left here for the very likes of me.

You hear her whisper in the mid of day,
or you might hear a concertina play,
but all that's Paris surely lies
right here for you before your eyes,
and it's the dream Parisians want to stay.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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Rumours

All that happens is really inside,
From the love and desire, 
To the cosmic tide.
The coming of Christ,
The going of God,
The devil's rise, 
The morning fog.
The dark naked nights,
Of torment and fear,
The atomic bomb and the rumours I hear.
From the beginning of time,
Till the end of space,
The prison bars in front of my face.
The labyrinth of lies,
The weaver weaves,
The kaleidoscopes patterns,
Of the autumn leaves.
All born of tears and blood and guts,
Of suffering children crying for love.
The inside is real,
The outside is dead,
An empty shell,
I dreamed in my head.
The you and me, 
Are forgotten and gone,
In the rumours I hear,
In the atomic bomb.


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Emotional Hole

I did not find myself to be so important
So I ask my friends do I seem distant?
When I ask the question I had received an answer, Yes
So I think that made it clear that I had been not the best
I am a friend of a friend that talks so many things
That friend talks to much it is insane and insanity it brings
I do care, about my friends they are all good people
They tend to stand on their high steeple 
Today I find myself not so aware
Disbanding my fear of regret and care
Walking many different paths I see that I have found holes
It is the path that people choose to use to fuel their rage with coals
Coals are partially burnt wood or fossils a piece of fuel
It is the source of burden and fire a rage of emotions that stands cruel
It can be warm and caring, but it also can be baring
I just start to feel so low, below the ground I keep on staring
I reach for my friends so many times I feel so ignorant at times
Just once I feel I should not rely on them when feeling I can not find 
I dig my hole deeper and I can not climb out
For some reason I am just full of doubt
I care about so many things and what I have is confusion
One person should be all I should think about to get out of that illusion
My battle in my heart and mind is not at all so pleasant
I feel so alone in an island that is shaped like a crescent
My emotions is like coinciding with a diameter of the semicircle
Not a full emotion that is complete like a circle
My feelings is circular full of incomplete thoughts, so much deeper
I feel it will wake up my evil half a evil soul that is a sleeper
What question should I ask myself? to believe that I am not so alone
As I feel like a person who is deteriorating to the bone
I ask my friends the same question once again
I figure I should do it, to know what kind of feelings I should end
So many thoughts that come out of my feeling
I feel like my friends take, an emotional trauma of stealing
They ask me questions and I answer theirs
But when I need mine answered I feel burning inside like a flare
Are they even friends when they do not take me serious in anyway
Just put me in my hole cause I feel nothing in their will be getting in my way
It's just so simple to answer someones problem
I answer friends with beauty of a rose, but when they answer mine I get the stem
I know the stem is very important in life, with out it how can a rose be a rose
With a hole to put the root and stem in how can it grow
The words we speak I guess is like all natural things we reap and sow


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Am I Still Forgiven

I did it again; I need forgiven.
Will He still forgive me even though I've fallen before?
I've fallen into these same sins countless times before;
I still haven't learned my lesson.
I am an ignorant hypocrite.
Am I still forgiven?


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Time -part 2-

Even then though—you ask how!
How can she not return the hatred!
But we humans cannot think so beyond
To even dare comprehend the mystery sentiments she possesses
Surrounding her are twelve unattainable senses
That we only know from a single mind’s imagination
Like space she is enigma
And she will wander there without any question
Her senses are twelve sojourners that never tire
Watching with melodious eyes
Some see darkness and some see light
And none are ever affected by the garish dark
Or even the furious bright
Only Time can tell
What the multiple futures hold
But she is patient and silent
Speaking for all of our burning minds
Anger often burns our sides
For we do not want her silent comfort
Her hints seer us and overbear us
Were it be truth we would see it as deceit 
Were it deceit we would at last find her a flaw
We want everything now
And for that we suffer
And she is confused by our abhorrence
But she is intelligent, brave and belligerent 
And she cuts no slack
She will give none back
But in forwardness she is abundantly generous
Feeding us futures of hope
Her thanksgiving is art to those at death’s door
Those that make it in the uncertainty of night’s long abode
Some think her cruel to have them live on
But she had no choice in the matter
She is merely a vigilante
And in that vision—a humble giver
Time sees the rulers of this world
And smiles as she sees them go
May you not think her cruel to smile
To think that she thinks us inferior 
For it isn’t so!

Time is on our side
But we are ever against her
Ever against her
 
8/5/13
(note: This was meant to be one full poem, but I could not fit it on one page. Thank you kindly for reading)


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Cold Nights In Paris

COLD NIGHTS IN PARIS ( Monsieur L'vampyre)
There's never been another dark on earth
quite like the dark of Paris under snow,
where love, it comes and goes, for what it's worth,
and no demands are made, when time to go.

Where lovers slip into the hiding night,
oblivious to cold or freezing rain,
anticipating love, that surely might
warm up their lives for just a night, again.

And love's a little warmer, from the cold;
it makes two hearts to join and keep a beat;
and warms the lives of both the young and old,
who find their love with-in their body heat.

Though easy comes the love--they hold it dear,
without it cold is something they would fear.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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Feelings Unknown

This feeling is unreal, I don't know how to take this in,
all i know is that i am in love with this girl, and i would do anything
to have her on my skin.
No matter how much i tell her i love her, she still doesn't understand,
she loves me back but i don't know how to take that hand.

I want to hold her and not ever let her go,
imagining her touch on my skin is like standing under a water flow.
Her long black dark hair when she gets out the shower is as dark as the night,
wrapping my heart with her darkness so that nothing else gets inside to fight. 

I cant fall asleep without seeing her angel face or hearing her soft and sweet voice,
i fell in love with this girl to the fullest, and that was my choice. 
I don't want to lose this feeling cause this is the only thing i ever felt,
she took my heart into her hands and she let it melt.


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Hold On To You

Why am I so selfish?
Why do I live for the wrong things?
I am dying inside
Because I refuse to see the light.
I need to say yes,
But I still haven't learned that yet.
I am a fool,
And I am hurting you.
If I would let go of myself,
I would hold on to you.


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PRAYER POWER: Initial Sermon of Deacon Bennetta Gipson-Carroll

everyday I see people dwelling in the dark dungeons of life
and despite them trying to do the right thing they're struck with trouble and strife
felled by illness, unemployment, homelessness and all manners of despair
but I've never seen anyone who would not then kneel down in prayer

prayer is a conversation that takes place between you and God
it's when the Holy Spirit transcends and enters into your heart
it's an intimate talk with God that will change the atmosphere
it's when you call upon the grace and mercy of God to appear

prayer also has the power to alter one's behavior
we then tend to develop traits like Jesus the Christ our Savior
we learn to trust, we learn to accept, we learn not to judge
we learn to let go of negative things and to no longer hold a grudge
prayer power has the ability open eyes and hearts
to allow us to see the goodness that is the Lord our God

Now Paul and Silas were beaten and subsequently thrown into jail
but the power of their praying to the Lord God then prevailed
an earthquake shook the foundation of that dark prison cell 
all the doors flew open, all the shackles fell broken it must have been like total hell 
but it was only the power of prayer that had manifested
when the mighty hand of God by Paul and Silas was requested

prayer is the furtherance of the gospel that is Jesus Christ
prayer is the foundation for living a Christian life
so let the power of prayer lift you up and lift you out
of those dark dungeon situations that I was talking about
so pray until something happens, just wait and believe 
that with the power of prayer the grace and mercy of God you will receive


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MANIPULATION INTENTION

preying on the weak,
lingering on moments of threats.
malignant with conditions;
troubled impositions,
impossible corrections,
dire solutions.
hidden web of agendas,
more than a fast pace phase.
lying behind masks,
random rat race.
morbid and cruel;
with vague and serious intent,
never really content,
collaborating underhandedness,
with no elaborate weakness,
creeping shiftiness,
just to make a statement,
some sort of scandalous entertainment.
like a ploy of trained murder,
hot to the very extent of malice!


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I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.
Amen.


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Signs

The signs are here, for all to see,
The thunder clouds, the dying tree.
The shining lights, that draw you near,
Loud heavy music, in your ear.

By word of mouth, or through cyber space,
The hidden pictures, of your face,
The northern lights, are dancing south,
The rumours you hear, by word of mouth.

The sign are falling, from the sky,
Raining stars, on the passers by,
While the battle rages, on underground,
The innocent dying, without a sound.

The cries of heaven, the screams in hell,
That no one hears, down in this well,
The terrible beauty, the open wound,
The innocent babies, in open tombs.
For all to see, for all to hear,
The blind man's painting, the deaf man's ear.

The birds are falling, the fishes drowned,
What once was up, has now become down,
The tender and loving, an empty shell,
The gross and the ugly, now the rallying bell.

The signs are here, for all to see,
Titanic sinking, on a blood red sea.

More poems at http://labyrinthoflies.com


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See See I can do it too

Words elevated to a dazzling height
Silently answering perfections plight

Love strung together to make a sentence
Hate molded to become a pen

Time yields to patience
Rage bows to zen

Transcending a mind
A unique voyage just to find

That my pain is not my own
The dark is not for me to own

A star sits in a dark corner weeping
Its light flickering, its tears beckoning

Waiting to be rekindled, be reborn
Its essence weakened, its passion torn

Unable to help, my flame long since extinguished
But her whispering screams need to be relinquished

My history a possible remedy to her heart breaking agony
So I slowly open scars I closed indefinitely

I bleed memories and thoughts, hoping her tears will stop
Synchronized … as her tears and my blood drops

For every memory, a tear is traded, for every thought the corners of her mouth move up a inch
The darkness recedes as her light increases

Her tears slowly transform into pieces, pieces of poetry
Convincingly showing my blood a forgotten beauty

… I smile …

Sometimes the dark holds a star waiting to soar
People see it as scary, but the dark, yes the dark has so much more


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GROWING UP

On the empty floors I am watching the nights roll
flowing in other nights.
Nature's mirror has come to give birth and to destroy
the typhoons are embracing me, an unstoppable power
in my two arms.
Between logic and the holy the notions are lost
I am turning blue inside the sky's blue.
And I return again and again to repay the same sin
upon which my own blood has dropped
and with blood I try for centuries to pay.
My form is drawing circles
-what is your name?-my name is Human.
Can this mortality embrace the darkness?
Can my bare hands hold within them the air?
I was born for the renaissance of colours,
I threw green and yellow at the edge of the horizon,
I painted red the lost dreams of history
and I placed white on all the spots of the sky.
I was born to destroy and I dig pits everyday,
I bury inside them living truths and I cover them with shovel and water.
Be quiet! The seasons are sleeping...
With small knives I carve the corners of the world
until I find the bone to puncture it, deeper and deeper.
Our fears are breaks of the Universe
they are transfered from planet to planet,
they change orbit, while cleaving the clouds.
''Learn how to walk, learn how to talk, learn how to kiss, learn how to leave, learn how to love, learn how to kill"...
Hollow bodies at the mountains top are burning with the flames of redemption.
They carry the same rock everyday, everynight until they reach the end,
the end that doesn't exist.
They fill the glasses with water, the glasses that dont have bottom.
Don't ask me to change the world, you only gave me soil but you have forgotten the water
and with hands dry and dirty I collect time to repay you
for your graces, because there is light and there is darkness, because I stop in front of red and I walk in front of green.
But you don't know, you don't, that I find strenght everyday, since I opened my eyes,
I am preparing in silence and I am clentcing my teeth
because the time will come, when I will throw a big punch at this carton world,
I will tear it up in half and I will see what lies behind,
behind the lie.
Shaken off from my dirty morality
I will touch the sacred redemption
I will wake up from the dream,
I will embrace at last, for the first time, reality.


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Losing Myself

I cry myself awake
In the middle of the day
Because of a decision I made
Not to spend time with you.
And now everything I am
Is falling apart into pieces;
I feel like I am losing you
Because I am losing myself.


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What's Done In Secret Will Come Out In the Open

What’s Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I’ve read God’s word, and it’s clearly spoken… What’s done in secret… Will come out in the open! I’ve been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a “crime?” “Nobody’s watching” was the thought pondered… As my mind began to “explore and wander.” It didn’t take long for my life to go “off course.” By a powerful wind of temptation’s force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This “secret” held on, and wouldn’t go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This “secret” remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn’t fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I’m giving my life to God! He’ll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I’ve no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He’s my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton


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Sicklied Breezes

Here comes that familiar breeze again Emptied of hope, it always returns to refill Some other abandoned soul A soul that delves deep into my own, Drifting in an almost shameful stance Festered ignorance, time, and thought Resting under the wing of frightened hope It is cool, like any ordinary breeze It pleases all that feel it, save I For I know it longs to take all that I have In one…single… swoosh You overlooked demon! Why are you so gentle? Why must you manifest in sorrow and woe? Sleeping in the convent of my soul As others praise you and thank you You take me under tow Forever more, lost in this sicklied growth With a silent tune of rests within notes I remain where the breath is taken I remain your host The breeze grows painstakingly warm Filling all with passions unfolding Each soul finds its home Leaving me alone with a soul untold Always awake and crawling… and screaming Bold, all-knowing and thoughtless Wingless, tainted…filled with dread It is warm and hated by all that behold it And I grasp it, and hate it, and LOVE IT For it takes nothing and gives me all In multitudinous shrouds Beloved angel—why do you burn me so… Leading me into your sick embraces As others curse to your face You forever release in me A despairing freedom that I know longer wish for The melody caught—no room to breathe Harmony caked with ignorance does seethe For all no longer see… I was always the caller


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The Black Abyss

Sinking in deeper,
No way to escape,
The dark and scary Reaper,
Fore told in the Book of Life.

Is this my end?
Will I ever see the light of day again?
No. My wounds, I must mend.
I must find my strength.

Stand my ground,
Face my fears.
Only then will my voice be found
I must survive.

Break the suffocating chains,
Run from the darkness.
Power will fill my veins.
I will Fight!

Fight the painful names,
The horrid memories,
The demented games 
And escape My Black Abyss.


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EYE Don't See -Part 1-

My eyes
Pour forth feelings
That I’ve felt in the past
They make my heart ache…
Take it all away…
Oh my God…
They’re making me sink in dismay

When will they break away?
When will they give me a break?

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

My eyes
Journeys into the unknown
Who knows what will happen…
They’re like hidden treasure…
They’re buried far below…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near? 

Oh my God…
They’re driving me insane
When will they see my reflection?
When will they heal the infection?

Eye don’t feel
Raindrops of hope and relief 
All I feel…is grief…
Eye sense no peace…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Does He hear
My supplications?
Does He sense 
My fear?

My eyes
Conceals the tears that dare to spew out
I feel trapped and lost without a doubt…
They erase my delight…
They seek my hurt…
Oh my God…
They’re casting me away into the perilous sea

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace throw out my fear?

Eye don’t see
A ship in sight…to save me from my demise
My lifeless body...
Drifts away in the wild ocean...
Without a sound...
Without emotion...

Eye don’t see
A rope to hold on to…
My hope for peace
Has drowned…


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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Protect Me As I Sleep

Nobody 
Knows my real name
‘Angel’ 
Is what I go by
I am freezing cold
I don’t have money
Just, the clothes on my back
I am a walking wardrobe
I am lonely
I smell like crap
I am starving hungry
I can’t find any shelter
My clothes are drenched
I look like a drowned rat!
Violence
Upon women
Is classed normal
Around here!
I wonder...
If
I will survive
Another day?
Only
To wake up
And
Do this
All over, again!
“Protect me tonight
As,I lay my head to rest”
“I love you, dear God”

“Goodnight”


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Hypocrite

I am a hypocrite and look what I just did:
I fell into my darkest pit; now, again, and again.
I thought that I was strong enough to live the truths I said;
Now I realized I'm much too weak; a fool too ashamed to raise his head.
God, please save me, please forgive me, and please give me strength. 
I love You.
I thank You.
I am forever changed.


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Hidden

The innocent child still crying,
That you nailed up on your wall,
Her tears are freely flowing,
As the autumn leaves do fall.
The wind of time still blowing,
Across the lonely way,
As the soldiers march to battle,
On this bright and sunny day.
I couldn't get the words,
To leave my knotted throat,
I couldn't get my loved ones,
To leave the sinking boat.
I couldn't think the thoughts,
That could protect me from the light,
Couldn't see your beauty,
Hidden in my night.

And now the end is coming,
Riding on the wind,
To blow away illusions,
To blow up everything.

The riders horse is thunder,
The swords are flashing high,
As the angels of destruction 
Fall from the darken sky.

A million times I told you,
Whispered in your ear,
A million blessing hidden,
Behind the demons of your fears.

The innocent lamb is bleeding,
As the lightening flashes by,
The autumn leaves still falling,
From the sadness in your eye.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com


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Restore the Walls of Jericho

Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold
Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold
Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans 
Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions

They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”

Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place 
Their weaknesses manipulate them – they’re the definition of disgrace
Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless
Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness!

They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”  

Hear our hesitation and supplication…we’re beneath the bricks and remains
We’re buried alive literally! We’re becoming one with the ground
Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we’re getting washed away in the drains
We’re searching for shelter…we’re getting hunted down – we’re barely surviving 

They churn…
They coil…
They drift away…
They spoil…
In their miseries…
Does He hear their pleas?

“SAVE ME!”
“Bestow blessings upon us!”
Are you ignoring us deliberately?
 “Give us a helping hand
And lead us to the promise land!”

Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement
Their strengths repaired our souls…we’re the definition of bravery! 
Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho…
Does anyone sense their resentment?
Their charity transformed to greed suddenly – 
Their lack of optimism and gratitude  
Buried them down in captivity
 

How can you bear their poverty? 
How can He save them from destruction and pity?

They whisper on His Holy Hill,
“Dona…Nobis…Pacem…” 

Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!


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We Search For Direction

In the beginning of plight,
We venture off and take action
Beyond the mysteries of the day and night
We search diligently for safety and direction 

The aftermath of our flight
Brought us good luck and success
If we look forward...we'll eventually find light
We must get out of this cave...
Or we'll be stomped on by distress

You're our journey's end
Where is the escape route?
Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend
With God's help, we'll find a way out...
No doubt


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The Journey of Consciousness

Dreams lost in lack of sense
A lack of knowing where it went
Into the maelstrom; loss of sight
Machinery that stole your light

Fumbling through quiet noise
Mimicry evading choice
Everything within your grasp
When you don’t see beyond your clasp

Stubborn nightmares leaking through
The water rising lets you choose
Standing tall when you can’t sit
Your prison granting this privilege

Conscious reason comes to aid
Escaping from this shallow grave
The first revival, so alone
The sun revealing the dark unknown

Many paths, all are one
Soon to shape the dark beyond
And through the journey you will find
You were guided by your own designs

Experience is breathing through
Sharing truth to let us choose
A wakeful state to gain insight
Accept that pain can strengthen light


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Scars

.The survivors. Yes, that's what we call ourselves. We've lived through the terrors of life. 
Gentle hands, soft spoken, safe in his arms. Obey, and listen, and the swirling melody of 
love plays throughout the scene. And yet, this masquerade is always broken to reveal the 
truth. Words sharper than daggers explode around our ears. Bruises appear on our skin. 
We've "fallen", the clumsy females we are. We fell. A sports injury, a car crash, a freak 
accident. Freak accident of hatred. Much like the lion, quiet and stalking, and then exploding 
into a flurry of the hunt. Of the hurt. Swift blows, and blood drips from noses, tears stream 
from eyes in a silver river of desperate please, bruises decorate us in tawnys and majestic 
purples. Reminders of our "wrong doings". We need to pay for our sins. The only witness are 
the walls, and the moonbeams that dance about our dizzy heads. On the ground. Steel toes 
to the back. A crack. Fire. Pain. And then, a cool silence. The rage subsides, and apologies 
appear. "I'll never do it again" and "I lost control" replay in the back of our heads. Our deja-
vu from the previous night. Always the same. Always the pain. The survivors. Thats what we 
call ourselves. And by the dark dance of the moon against the velvet sky, as stars twinkle 
like sequins, and fade into the dawn, we pick ourselves up. New excuses. New plates to buy. 
A new alarm clock. New knives, doors, but no new hearts, stabbed until the hemmoragging 
hurts like a firestorm. Alone. We are alone. We, the Survivors, have lived not an apocalypse, 
not a plane crash, but the darkest part of our lives. Therapy can lock it away, but never 
remove the dark stain of dried blood upon our souls. Lost. We come together, and escape. 
We start anew, but are never the same. Dark dreams, paranoia haunting our shadows, and 
the jumps that come with shattered glass of the clink of dishes. Never the same, but 
stronger. What doesn't kill you is sure to leave a horrible scar, but wounds heal And while 
scars remain as a reminder of the pain endured, we are, for the better, stronger. We 
survived.

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Our Divine Haven

This town was the place we used to call our haven 
You don’t remember which road we’ve driven on 
The stars were shining against your cherished soul 
You’re a part of my belongings 
You’re ascending above the ground 
The peace is still like hidden treasure – it’s bound to be found

I believe in you…I put my faith in you
After the miracles you’ve performed 
You don’t agree with what you truly are 
The sky is grieving 
You jump from puddle to puddle
You’re struggling to meet your destiny  
Even if your body is saturated in sweat
You must keep your head above the sea

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
I could tell you've been stressing out 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me  

Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears
Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free
We’ll flee  together…despite the unwholesome weather 
The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we’ll rise like the sun
Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory  

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You’d rather be drifting away and never be seen again 
I wanna change your mind and erase your frown
Take your mind off of the distressful past
Let loose your strain on me  

Hey! I know you’re stronger than you realize
You’re not a failure – don’t be disheartened  
Don’t worry…you and I will earn our future prize 
This mess will clear up in a moment
Just stay by my side and never depart 
From the light… I promise that we’ll endure till the end
Just stay nearby and our hope won’t tear apart
We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight  
Let’s take action and snatch our glory before our time is up 

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You've been trying to keep a steady pace 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me

Let loose your stress on me…
Don’t be under pressure
Let me handle your anxiety…
Reach towards our divine haven
Do you need a helping hand? 

I wish you a carefree 
Future


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A Prayer For Healing

Father,
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,
Amen.


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My Night

I saw the phosphorescence of those yellow lights
Take a journey in a world of pale
Crawling through the shadow of night
Struggled within the dew

The  essence create its own sketch
When the breezes of night try to ensnare
Night as the shadow of moon
Depict mysteries in a life's long labyrinth

Tonight I trapped within the dark
And the only breath of sanity that could bring the clue 
The clue upon the lost
The clue to find the true

Escape
Flee from all of the adversity 
Hide from the falsity 
And take a side to the maze of life's clarity

On the night that always whispers
On the night that never bothered
To the nights which always washed their existence under the moon
To the nights were washed elegance in overlay

Welcome to my night


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Symmetry

Celestial thoughts possess my reality
And my knowing is lost.
Hours pursue and I do not contest.

Debates on possession, regretfully
Inform, numbness is expected
If the hours pursue,
Celestial thoughts will be required.

Symmetry obeys my minds rule,
Naive remarks, from an ancient soul.
Knowing is key, to the possession of dreams.

Heavy features do not expect for
Reality gives no benevolence,
To naive remarks spoken,
Symmetry of the mind,
Shall not be woken.


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Midnight

The lamp light illuminates My messy bedroom And brings me joy to my heart The lamp light turns off quickly The mellow midnight Has revealed its pure beauty The door opens and welcomes The priceless sunrise And inspires me to write poems The morning greets me again The lovely stars dim I miss the midnight wonders!


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Stars

Morning stars so bright
A gift from so far away
That moment is gone


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Dark Sea Oats

Thru the dark sea oats
Golden sunrise on dark sea
Waters churns from storm


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The downward spiral

The downward spiral

On the edge.
Leaning towards the deep end
The dark waters with their mystery
Seem to beckon you and your misery
Talking like its cold embrace will warm you
It is asking for your life and to guide you.
Leaning forward into the abyss
The wind past your ears seem to hiss
Your fly and you soar
For a time that makes you wish you had more
Though the feeling cannot last
If you keep thinking of what people said in your past
The water boils from your unleashed rage
Only stirring the whirlwind of pain and hate
As you claw at the blackness surrounding you
In the tormenting fury that you cannot bare
You wish to scream in your anger 
Yet your voice seems to just whimper
drowned without air
As you are over come with despair.
The lack of life in this moment makes you weep
All you want to do is sleep
But then you think.
What about the ones I will make weep?
Maybe it’s not all that it seems
Maybe someone is waiting just for me
To wake them from their dreams
The nightmare that they cannot break free 
The one they are waiting in just for me.
I want it all to stop
I really want to quit
But I know the person is waiting for a hero
And this hero is me.
I must get out.
Out of this dream
I need to wake and help the one beckoning me
I say sorry to this black water
Then flail in its grip
Trying to escape its unholy embrace.
My breath escapes from my lungs
And my mind screams in pain.
But then the darkness evaporates.
Leaving me to start anew 
Like a phoenix rising from its own dark ashes.
I look at the world I thought I knew
Awake and breathing
I arise from my room
A new view on life.....
I look in a mirror
Then I see what I want to be
The glass shatters
Setting me free.
I will change the world 
And all that has hurt.
I will not let the one waiting for me down
I will find him or her and turn their life around.
I won’t let this world drown 
I won’t let others follow their spiral to the ground
Because I’ve already been to the bottom
 I know what it’s like to hit the ground
Then lose all you have had
But now is my chance to turn it all around
Ill carry you up that spiral with not a look down
I’ll help you rebuild your world again
Then stay with you until our end
Now no one will fear the spiral again
Because they will always have a friend.


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What Is This All About

The trees, the holly
the pine scent and folly? 
What’s this season all about? Is it joy? 
the sales, gifts or newest toy? 

What is this anger all about? 
causing folks to curse, stress, shout
When one excludes the name of names, 
you say their different causing shame?

What is our culture all about, 
religious people scream, shout? 
Sane people all are going mad, 
this event should make us glad!

When did our fellow man decide
other people should go, run, hide?
We have forgot, left meaning there
we threaten, fight, hate, don’t share!

How is it we have come
so far from the little drummers drum?
To offer peace on earth, good will 
t’ward men, we fight, scold, and kill!

How did we get so far away
from where that precious baby lay?
Where the magi once brought their gifts
from the point where angelic voices lifts?

From lowly sheperds humble pleas
to see the king of kings once please
To give them hope and lo once more 
tell all people shore to shore!

We now have hope, love, grace,
among us in a dark and lonely place!
Love came upon the earth that day
sad it now seems so very far away 

But we can reclaim, get it back!
Our Lord was put upon that rack
to save us from ourselves you see
to walk the shores of Galilee

He knew someday we would try to kill
the loving-kindness only he instills
he walked intently up the hill
to show his love for us is still.

In a dark and lonely place 
He gave to us his saving grace!
So when we tread shopping malls,
we get mad at traffic stalls

Remember why we All are here
'twas him who gave us lasting cheer
Don’t try to force his love you see
He shares that gift with you and me

Think about the manger and the hay
think about this holy day
and why he was born in Bethlehem
and why he is coming back again!


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Within Me


Within Me

Flowing through the rivulets of my everyday thoughts,
memories of you surface, gasping for air, breathing in,
permeating, absorbed by the pores of my ageing skin.

Famished, greedily gulping mouthfuls of fractured life,
awash in distant yesteryear, when your feathery kisses,
banished the vacuum, dispelling my anguish and strife.

You are eternally carved, and embroidered into my soul,
I wash ashore, smashing against the boulders of the now,
seeking solace, begging for absolution with my empty bowl.

The book of fate is sealed shut, the tea-leaves have been read,
nothing remains within me, the burden of smiling has been shed.

Now I am stranded, between dreams and the empty years ahead,
searching for forgiveness, in the miles I have yet to wearily tread.



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idk

In this world of live do God give or do God spend.
In god we trust your money make your life bless for best. Pay why when die heaven give no money life. Said of game now dont take da words an miss name da fame. smh. Cause this world is vein, so i bleed outside to water my mainstream of heart filled out the box of art. A gift is but live so a gift is what give. Present I wake no mistake to my take of day, now I play a one way ticket of gold with sweet palace like chocolate for da kids an family. Can't stand it, well dat make manish no planish; know how to stand it. Nerves get on some badish. Then handle all debts publick an private no childish just so wildish. Judge me not 4 i break only da law of da land with out a sight of the man. Then I walk out this cell knowing every step I take is hell to heaven.
amen


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Lost and Found -unedited version-

Writing a masterpiece
Takes so much effort and thought
My mind’s settling in my comfort zone – feed me with flawless peace
Words seem to escape me…my feelings mean naught
 
Anger molds me in inside and out…I feel insecure again
Peace barely meets my body
Joy seems to abandon me like an orphan
Faith passed away – it’s buried too far below the debris
 
Have I lost the race?
 
Writing a successful book…writing in general
Takes so much confidence and self-control
My mind is stacked up with debt…
Words splinter my tongue – I can’t repair my tarnished soul
 
Danger is placed in many corners
Happiness is a few blocks away from me
Fearlessness dives into me
Acceptance of who I am – God’s chosen one
 
Have I won the race?
Have I found His grace?


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HOPE, LIGHT AND DREAMS

I felt the world is falling apart at night,
With thunders and lightening roar,
But the sight of a bright morning,
Made me feel all better and alive.
My human instinct never failed me,
It led me to the source of the light,
Where I could start to see clearly,
Into the horizons not far from reach.

It’s the hope, the light and dreams,
Which drives me to the top of the world.
I know I am a dreamer dreaming,
But my conscious is clear on my dreams.
Like a shooting star, my star shines,
Moving across the dark clouds like a tail,
A tail of fierce fire that never puts off, 
This is the day my dark meets light.

The shinning horizons fuels my dreams,
The sound of birds chirping a hymn,
Makes me feel I am alive today.
Rubbing shoulders with my reality in life,
Is another feeling of life within me, 
A life that is worth with every heart beat,
To live and breathe the scent of life,
That makes it a life of beautiful roses.

It’s the hope that drives my today,
Hoping my tomorrow will come to life,
For today is borrowed and so is tomorrow,
And every day is a blessing to enjoy.
My hope keeps me on the rise,
Moving to the unknown without fear,
For it is without fear I build my hopes,
Hoping to create a life in my castle.


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Silent Killer -A Poem about Depression-

This is the story
Of the silent killer
It makes you feel 
Like a pointless knife
A fruitless flower
Or a wingless bee
It forces the tears
From your eyes
As you cry
It becomes a way of life

There's that blade
That you want to hold
You want to cut and
Make a wound
The pain is sweet
And as you bleed
You internally scream
And shout
For another way out

And think about your brain
It's tired of all the pills
Tired of all the pain
And sickness you blame
Yourself for it
But it's just a disease
And you wouldn't believe
Anyone that told you that
You'll be okay


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love to a liar

Fill my heart with all it can imagine. Is as easy as granting a wish. Honor, love, and inspiration. Is , as easy as finding belife. Cuz, i never could of imagined a heart, turn so cold . Camaflaged, with ways of deciet. Proveing heartache and caious. To conquere all joy. My heart can only imagine the oposite of sane. Insane my theroy , cuz not sane to actually belive a heart full of day dreams of magesty and castles with you the pilot light. Where confidence n trust you catrepowrr my might. My heart can image , but imahine a heatt this true . Still be shadowed on all those who wish ill. I still find my love imagination full as heavens sun. But never imagined for all this pain. Your unfaithfulness, deciet, n cruel, infection. Broke my will to fight. Was the day reality came to light. Destroy n all my hopes desires goals and belives. Well my heart couls never imagine the way you decieve. But the day you take my lmage as a heart full of pure love and intent. Appreciated. Not crushed by your unkindness. Is the day for a heart to make me imagine a heart worth belive n and dreaming n possible. The same. Is the day love turns the liars to repay you, with same. Is the day my heart stops ache n for its endless amounts of pain.


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Come Ride Into Life's Sunset

Written in response to traveling west on a highway facing the sun setting behind dark gray clouds

Come ride into life's uncertain sunset
Where dark clouds may accumulate with dread
Sun's only peeking through mostly ordained
Giving life those moments when with wingspread

One soars in the presence of the Son's love
Feeling His voice tenderly saying come
Feast at my table of gifts tasty, Dove
Focus your eyes upon my beauty some

Ride to life's sunset whatever circumstance
It may present, hold my hand_understand
This is new ground for me_hope accrescence
In love of mankind for heading to promise land

Uncertain skies streaked with gray, sun at bay
Love can lift, sustain, ingrain us for day!

accrescence means growth, continous growth
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Georgie's Song

I'm a spark in the dark, I don't need eyes to see.
In my heart I know what to believe.
Whatever you feel, don't feel sorry for me
'cause all that God gives me I will receive.

I absorb the world with every sound
and being blind doesn't leave me bound;
in fact I think my heart's more free
than it would be if I could see.

BECAUSE I SEE ANGELS IN THE DARK HOURS OF THE NIGHT
I FLY WITH ANGELS, YES,  WHEN I DREAM MY DREAMS OF LIGHT
I SEE ANGELS IN THE DARK HOURS OF THE NIGHT
I FLY WITH ANGELS, I FLY WITH ANGELS...

I don't judge people on their looks,
just on personality -
and so I have a depth you don't.
I'm very happy to be me!

I can do most things that you can do,
in fact I think I'm better at a few;
but the most important thing I know
is that when tears fall, our hearts do grow.

BECAUSE 
I don't need eye's to grow up strong,
I have many a friend to help me along.
Listen to my heart singing Love's song,
This is my body and I belong.


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Bullying ruin lives

Every day in school
They would pick on him
And threaten to kill his mom
If he reported them

The constant abuse 
And the physical attacks
For months he took it
And the teachers all turn their backs

The shame and humiliation
His peace of mind and sanity is gone
The hurt in his heart 
While the girl he likes helplessly looks on

The frustrations of the parents
Seeing their only child health decline
And the teachers who turn a blind eye
Telling them everything in school is fine

The attempt of suicide one night
When the father saw him with knife
Asking if he will go to heaven or hell
If he takes his own life

The tear of the kidney
For the force of the kicks and blows
The lost of appetite and weight
The suffering only he alone knows

But he did open his mind he said
I can’t got through another year like this
And when they were arrested then many
Told the press what they had witness

Today he is trying to get back his life
But his road is pave with bad memories
And sometimes he almost reaches the end
And then get scared of the shadows of the trees

Then he is right back where he started
And then he has to start again with frustration
Sometime lashing out at his parents and family
Trying to get some much need attention

Looking at him very quite sitting alone
Wondering what’s going on in his poor mind
And wishing to that one day god will
Bring him the peace he so much wants to find

He is a fighter and his will are very strong
Yes today he is along way from there
And I know that eventuality the time will come
His smile will return that has now disappear

The war must be over for now
But every day he has a battle to face
But in the end he will be victorious
And get back his life that has been misplace

So many kids has and are being bulled
And some are talking their own lives
For when you feel all hope is gone
Then it’s very hard to survive

They are sick and tired of the abuse,
and they little minds fought so hard, so very long,
And was just couldn’t make it
through the pain, and stayed strong.

I wish all students will look after the weak
The ones who are very quite and shy
And if the teachers and students do this
Then so many of our children will not have to die


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THE UNWANTED RISE OF TEARS

My own downfall,
being with no malice of intent.
the gravity of being born with no force,
my soul even wanders beyond my spirit.
shame of uncleanliness;
guilt of unworthiness,
troubles of accepting,
missing pieces that can't be held together.
troubles with sanity,
sometimes roughing it out to tip of the edge of reasoning.
no rest for the weary,
thanks!, things couldn't get any tougher than this.
mentality co-existing with no hope of success,
unwanted failures and regrets slowing me down until it all ends.


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My Final Choice

Its so dark and cold here. 
Nothingness seeps in to my soul 
I cry silently into the night sky, 
praying for absolution,
ready for redemption of my crimes.

Night forces spread out across the land. 
Thick and heavy it consumes everything
The stars above sparkle, 
then go dark and become hollow. 
All lights are now gone.

 But in the distance a ray of hope shines.
The darkness creeps closer.
Threatening to overtake one more thing
on a quest for absolute power and control.

For the first time,
I feel a sense of rallying deep in my soul, 
My inner spirit waking up regaining control
I am drawn to the growing bright light 

I can see the battle playing out before me 
Light against dark 
A war that has gone for eternity 
Now its time for the absolution I prayed for .
I just have to make my final choice 

Do I run towards the light ?
Or do I let the darkness consume me ?


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It's Not Your Fault

The thing about life
is that
it can end in an instant

When the rope of the
harsh words
wraps tightly around your 

Neck squeezing tighter
and tighter
you just want to jump

To end it all to end all
the pain
and the hatred and words

It is not only the words
that push
you over the edge

It is too the fists and
the feet 
that slam into you

Over and over
without
a break with out letting up 

Making you break down and slide down
the wall
and cry and cry and cry

One phone call can 
save a
live, stopping that jump

Stopping the self hate
and
spreading the love

The love i have for 
you will 
never fade or die and i hope

will make you better
to sleep
and to be able to be 

Happy again to 
be happy
forever and always with me

just remember and know
that it's
NOT YOUR FAULT


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The Illuminated Muse

The Illuminated Muse
by
Ingrid Showalter Swift


You light up the circuits of my psyche with lexis
vibrate within me 
daze me 
sway me without weight or measure
I breath in the misted air of salt and gesture
and in it you lie in wait

You fill my cells 
with oxygen and mercury
the temperature rises 
my bearings drop
my center settle casts away
to an island of green palm breezes
waves of art washing…poetry like walk way stones laid and lead ...before me
and I am the eel in the sea
the elk on the prairie
I am an elephant 
tusks and  trunk held high to sky
baroque-ing out my demands to the dusted waterless ways of the Serengeti
Rise up in me…as the ground rises before the tectonic hand of God
Rise up in me atomic 
Equatorial in clime
Tornatonic in impact
I am ferocious 
in my thirst
Run me down with your intent
annihilate all argument
and end the war between us 
forever

for you are simply
 a blue sapphire flickering in the firelight
Tumbling blue hues in a washer of stone
Flares of luminosity…raking the sky to a plunderous pink
a radiance 
like an alien ball in the forest
…illuminati imaginations....
trailing sparklings that follow the fairies into the dark wood

You are warm milk
into which I fall 
to the creamy center
float on clouded dark dreams
chewy and sweet 
the toffee reminiscence
 of….morning coffee…and black birds in flight
and you are the birth of child 
in the hands of heaven
you are everything arcane ...nubile and blessed and damned at once
and you alone drive my pen
to wagon wheel and weltings center


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Pulled the Trigger

Bullet wounds
The criminal shoots down his
First targets

How dare you
Shoot them uncontrollably
CHAOS grows .  .  .

Don’t shoot it!
The victims are running mad
And you pulled

The trigger
I’m terrified of your strength
DROP IT, man ! ! !


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In A State of Amnesia Falling Into Fantasia

Your love, like amnesia it made me forget all the dark forces against me they tortured me relentless then you put me into amnesia from the problems, hope came in the foresight of your prowess and the light emanating from your face what seems calm on the surface is often roaring within screaming, hair crazy like I'm the demon's descendant only strong feelings can push out the weak and those skeletons surface, hurt us and repeat so no ones around and I learn to hate me and no Love to be found because it gave me a profound amnesia. waking prematurely every other time I sleep seeking sanctuary why cant I be at peace? fill up a void come into my world exposed to be touched pay no mind I'm at home when the pain seems too much shut it off like a light now i'm all into peace a presence around me a love like amnesia I'm falling into fantasia calm as can be worries drift away forget how hurt I am for one meaningful day no I'm not the devil but I know who he is he once came to visit and make my soul his as a dark ball inside me consumes me at times i keep inching forward toward the many facets of mind knowing not showing much at all down in the sunrise revived by the fall a natural course of a star entering destruction like lotus flowers in bloom under a fog covered moon in the cold autumn wind healing old scars within practice the old magik into a new growing skill will it be enough the day which stands still worth fighting for.


Details | Rhyme | |

Abide in the Light

You abide in the light
I’ll miss you…when you venture off at night 
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t leave me…   

Forgive me for drifting away from you… 

Please forgive me…
Please don’t ignore me…
Hear my pleas…don’t turn the other direction…
Run with me…into heaven’s light

I’ve given you my soul…
I’ve shared with you my melody
I’ve fed you until you were full…
I’ve healed you when you were under the weather…
I’ve tried to bring us back together

You hang on the rope of hope
I’ll rely on you…I’ll cling to you… 
You saved me from subsiding into the obscure abyss

Don’t reject me…
Don’t depart from me…
Don’t release me…

Respect me for who I’ve become
Please respect me…
Honor my presence 
Protect me from any sort of harm  
Is it in your nature to relieve my anguish? 

I’ve been driven away by my affliction 
I’ve set you free from Egypt…and lead you to the Promise Land 
Have you forgotten my affection? 
I’ve tried to empathize what you’re going through – I’ve gave you a helping hand
Don’t you understand? Will you ever understand? 

You abide in the light 
I’ll miss you…when you depart from my heart
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t mourn for me… 

Forgive me for wishing for your absence…
Please forgive me…
Please don’t give up on me…
Hear my side of the story… don’t turn the other direction…

I’m still training for perfection    

Run with me…until we arrive at home 
Hold my hand and we’ll take divine flight 
I’ve cherished you for so long
I’ve lead you to my home town – 
Do you remember where you and I belong?

I’ve given you my trust…
I’ve shared with you my dreams
You’re an apple to my eye

You were my angel of grace, promising concord –
Bestowing blessings upon me 
Your vitality never wears off…

You were my lamp – 
Glowing with serenity and elation
Tranquilizing my mind from despair and unease

I’ll never regret…meeting you that magnificent night 
I knew that that was love at first sight
The moment you stepped foot into the light 


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The Bride of Darkness

I’m the black veiled pride,
I’m lost, confused, and blind,
Disdainful to all that has delight.
I’m the black widowed pride,
I’m the enemy of all sweet life,
Friends, family, lovers I have none,
'And to the Dark Prince I thee wed'
I’m the daughter of Hades on Earth,
I’m living under a curse,
I’m the reason it will all fall.
Fail, doubt, betray and you shall be mine,
Suffering, agony, and pain are all my sons,
Give in to them and then will shine the black Sun,
Humanity will suffer and all hope disappear,
Then my curse will break setting me free;
The white veiled pride will live no more,
And me and my Dark Prince will rule all.


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African I Am

African I Am 

An African I am
From the motherland,
The charms of natures wits
Hair,nose,lips
My ancestral gifts.
With the beauty of an inner soul,
I will spread the joy of unity,
To the discredited,rejected and ejected
To the confused branches,
Blown and scattered in the winds of discord
Elevating to alien drifts,
Whilst roots disengage from the soil,
Of an African heritage
Laden with gold
Contrasting,uniting with an availing skin
Dark ebony,golden sun.
Self love,hope and yearning
To be what I am
And not what I am told to be
This is freedom
True liberty.
But many have gone askew
Father guide them back to the fold.
Africa awaits you!
Just be bold.


(written in collaboration with Thererassic Black BNVillage}







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My Pupils

Fatigued eyes droop, lacking sweet slumber
But my eyes are an exception…everything’s a blur
They stare off into space…they ache with displeasure 
But I still wonder… my pupils still wander

My pupils still wander… never planted in one spot 
Their cup is half full…rather than half empty
My pupils see what others cannot  
Because… their too busy to smell the roses of plenty 

My pupils project feelings…
They comprehend – they spiral up and down
They express horrendous sorrows…they observe their surroundings 
My belongings are misplaced – my smile lowers into a frown

Optimism isn’t in the picture…bestowing infection
Upon my crestfallen heart 
I’m a broken compass – I’m losing my direction  
My animated heart tears apart 

Their voices are high in volume…rather than using half their volume
My pupils glance in many directions – beaming with glee 
Because they’re focusing too much on their social lives…let us resume
On with our soothing music 

Intrigued eyes lift…willing to wonder in curiosity 
But my eyes swelter, wearily drowning in discouragement  
They spot what others are too oblivious to see… 
Nonetheless, I still ponder…
Are my pupils singing merrily OR are they wandering in bafflement? 

Do I witness the fears and woes?

My pupils reject the precious scenery 
They are carefree – they are heedless of my despondency 
My pupils forever look forward to freedom…observe the hardships and disparity
My surroundings are chaotic and wild – my heart pounds profoundly…

My pupils…
Oh dear pupils…
Will you ever pay the bills?
Will you ever use your skills?

My heart bleeds in the river mills
My pupils ascend…above the dazzling hills 
My pupils spew out remorse 
My pupils are like open doors…


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THE WORLD IN THE FIELD

Across the fields of dark green hills, my mind flows gently free.
I close my eyes to my suprise, to see what I can see.
The flows of ripples upon the grass, as the blades lay down and part just for me,
as above my head grows a beautiful, abundant apple tree,fruit ready to eat.

I close my eyes to my suprise, a market place is there.
I do declaire, I can see bubbles everywhere...
Colors fly before  beautiful children's eyes, while
mommies and daddies shop without a care.
Never to hear the cry," missing child!," to wonder " is it mine?

Across the fields of dark green hills, with peace, my mind flows gently free.
I'll close my eyes to my suprise, to see what I can see.
Two lovers standing there kissing, quite nicely, I must add.
They are not young, why they are 90 years old!
Love still exists, for this I am certainly glad.

I'll close my eyes,one more time to see what I can see.
Peace in my heart, peace in my mind,the world what possibilities.
Across the hills of dark green fields, my mnd flows gently free.
I'll close my eyes to my suprise to see what I can see.

I see one world full of people.
No sadness, no starvation, no homelessness, no pain, no sickness,
no hopelessness, no murders, etc., everybody happy and have what they need.

" I know, but I can dream can't I?"

                 the poetess/barbara







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The Sea Blue Eyes I

Once in a while I meet a person whose eyes tell their story
The story is like the sky reflection on the seas of glory
The eyes are all the wonder of the world
It sees the future, past, and present
The eyes give us knowledge of the world and reflection
The reflection of sadness and weakness of each creature
The wonder of each individual being has a present
To the world who has lots of false images
To arise the moment of that one glance
To follow the heart in romance
Just the reflection that gather in your eyes of blue
What a man and a woman should view
Life is such a pain without stopping to see each eyes
Its like roses you have to enjoy each passion in side
When that moment collides with mind and heart
Nothing in your soul can keep your love apart
Join in the fun look in every eyes of a person beside
With passion and romance I bet you, you would cry
The luster of all the things to come
A bounty of life long needs to be given by just the wonders of the eyes
The blue seas reflects the different depths of our feelings
And it should become revealing
Come to your senses with ravaging hormones of lust
The sea can take you and even the reflection in the eyes of the person
The beauty is not held by one it is held by everyone
Such looks with fear for no relief
Is almost a dreadful part in our human nature
Beware of what can happen when emotions are held
Held to the core of an individual
No such thing is kindness when you find yourself in the Sea Blue Eyes
Calling in your soul by just looking
With ignorance you play around with such futile emotion
Gush away the fear and do not go insane with life so dear
The grasp of the titans comes to reveal
The evil within your heart is so obscenely noticed
You want the sea and you want those eyes to look at you with wishes
The rage in the heart are waves that cannot stop 
It pushes and pushes with no regret
The heart falters and there is only one thing in your mind
The idea of one soul to be with is the ocean 
The rifts that is trying to break to end the wants of desire
Cannot be trusted in a human lier
The beauty of man is destruction 
The beauty of women are commands
The eyes of each does not matter in the sea
Because all emotion and desire is given to those who are true
Command of a person is just one thing 
The desire to destroy is another
The Sea Blue Eyes will see no bother cause it bares it all
Even the utmost desire
To be continue.


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My Countless Wishes -Part 2-

I wish
To demolish my sorrow…
I wish
To forget the despair and gleefully grow…
To forgive and seek the challenges of tomorrow…
My downfalls and my failures…
I wish
To disappear
I wish
I had no fear…
For God’s near…
I wish
I could be a cheetah in the grassland
I wish
To store all of my energy for an evening run…I’d never give up in the process
I wish
My whole spirit could simply sponge in God’s nature and make great progress
And I truly wish
I could stick to my daily plans of building a sturdier relationship with God 
I wish
I had the merriness in my life especially during hardships…

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my weakest point…
My countless wishes
Overthrows me…but it helps me in the long run…

I wish I could forgive 
My daily regrets and breakdowns
I wish I could forget
My despondency – embracing my frowns 

I wish
To live a life without error
Without a care
I wish
To be flawless when I make my everyday decisions
And scare away 
The darkness that tries to make me give up
I wish
I had more time to overcome…
These waves of emotions

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my disheartened state…
My countless wishes
Are like walls from every direction closing in on me…
But it’s a convenient tool in the future…

I wish
I could be live in someone else’s shoes…
But what good would it do?
Would it lead me to the narrow pathway?
Would it inspire me to push all of my doubts away? 
Would it push away the blues?
Could He give me any clues?


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MEETING GOD ON THE MOUNTAIN

a Pastor isn't only defined by his spiritual resolve
he's also shaped by his flock and how they've spiritually evolved
for a church to be prosperous, powerful and prophetic in life
they need to be faithful, persistent and courageous in Christ
for us to be like Jesus to be excellent in God's sight
we need to eradicate what's in us that diminishes His light
to present ourselves as the best witnesses that we can
to continuously operate by His righteous plans
to ever be before God seeking His divine intentions
to living our lives according to His Great Commission
to remove all the chaos, the hurt and the pain
to replace it with clarity, happiness and peace in His name
to eliminate the killing, the loathing and the hell
to encourage kindness, love and holiness in us to now dwell
to transfer that jeer into jubilation
to substitue that sin with Godly salvation
no longer arrogant but one who adores
to kick out the gossip and let the gospel in the door
to take out the cussing and take up the cross
no longer to worry but to worship our Heavenly Boss
to extinguish that judgemental behavior
and embrace Jesus as your personal Savior

in order to meet God on the mountains in life you face
you can't be acting on fear you need to be operating on faith
to look for the silver linings and not anticipate the storms
no longer to act like a hostage too scared to move on
Elijah was a man of God who possessed tremendous belief
until a situation arose that made him run away in grief
no longer trusting in God to have his back
now hiding in a cave from Jezebel's coming attack
he didn't see the grace of God in the midst of the storm
as he could have been killed at first instead of just being warned
an angel then came to him in the wilderness with provisions
some food and drink to strenghten him for his coming mission

whenever you're down and out God will find a way
to lift you up and replenish you in anyway
God then said to him, "what are you doing here?"
hiding in this dark cave in utter despair
we need to come out of the caves in life where we tend to dwell
caves of addictions, abusiveness, dead-end jobs and total hell
to stop hiding from life in those dark caves
to remember the faith and love that to us God gave
meeting God on the mountain where He wants us to be
meeting God on the mountains now claiming the victory

I'm so glad I serve a God who will look high and look low
to find me and take me where I need to go
no longer hiding in those dark caves of life
now on the mountain top with my Savior the Lord Christ


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beyond the shimmer

I walked in a dream
where things weren't what they seemed
way beyond the shimmer
every thing glowed with an inner light
giving the dark landscape a silver sheen
the light came from with in
the child of man
I was able to see their souls
I saw how they were tainted 
with greed
lust
wanton need
evil's dark seed
this made their souls dim
then I saw
beyond the shimmer
where the mist thinned
a sea where children played in its waves
setting little paper boats afloat
filled with petals
I asked and they told
how the boats were filled with their hopes and dreams
and if they were sealed with wax how they would last to send them to god beyond the sea
I stood with them to watch them sail
way beyond the shimmer
glinting with a silver sheen (c) mjr 2008



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The Beautiful Color of Love

What color is God,
Asked the children with skin so fair.
Is He white like me,
Does he have light hair?

Is God dark like me,
Asked the child with skin of golden hue
Has he got hair that's dark and curly,
Are his eyes black or blue?

I think God is red like me,
The Indian boy is heard to say.
He wears a crown of feathers,
And turns our nights to day.

Each one of us knows that God is there,
In all the colors above
But be sure of this, the color he is,
Is the beautiful color of love.

So when your soul goes to Heaven,
When your life comes to its end
He will be waiting, and his hand to you
Will He extend.

There will be no colors in Heaven,
Everyone will be the same.
You will only be judged by your Earthly deeds,
Nut you color or name.

So when your time comes,
And you see God in his Heaven above,
The you will see the only color that counts,
Is the beautiful color of love.


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rainbow of clouds

            (09/27/11)

Oh ! How I love to look at the sky
So many colors that attract the eye.
Blues , grey s  , reds , and oranges too
Create such a perfect view.

Especially at dusk or dawn
When new colors are born.
Or when the white clouds look like
Snow covered mountain tops
And the rippling waves that it creates
Puts you at a restful state.

What about the patches of blue
In between the oranges and grey s
And your heart wishing that they would stay.

The skies can create such a therapeutic state
On which so many of us can relate.
Putting our minds and bodies at such ease
Like the feel of a soft gentle breeze.

It also has its black clouds
Covering its face like a shroud.
These dark clouds tend to hide the day
And you never know what will come your way.
But Even the darkest of clouds can bring joy.

The rains that the dark clouds bring
Gives life to everything.


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Love

to every end there is a beginning
and vice versa
But the beginning and the end hold no match to what you fill in between
you could be a angry dark person and have a angry dark life
with angry dark friends in a angry dark society
or you could cherish each moment as they pass into memory and forever hold on to the love you feel the love you can bring the love you can inspire in others 

if it is true that opposites attract then so be it, Bring on the hate the anger the negitivity
For it wont be long before i Transform that into happyness and a positive place for darkened souls to seek refuge, im not special we all have this ability its just the choice to use it or ignore it, so the question i ask you is, Do you use your ability to love to help others?


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A Heavenly Paridise

The words inside a poem
And the music in a song
Can bring about a hidden smile
That's been hiding for too long

The simple reassuring lyrics
Of a ryhmless melody
Can get the blind
To open his eyes
For all the world to see

When I write myself a poem
Or I sing myself a song
I'm lost in a world of eerie fantasy
Where I feel like I belong

I escape this crazy world of chaos
Most people consider nice
And I enter the sweet land of poetry
-A heavenly paridise

I love this beautiful and twisted land
As dark as dark can be
And when I leave this perfect place
It becomes a part of me.


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Life in the dark

Life in the dark

Sorrow and melancholy,
The reflections of our dark inside,
Are just like an opaque window,
That never permeated any light,

Sometimes sad state of ignorance,
Urges us to thrive in the dark,
Sullen expressions on the face,
As if Iniquitous plot against the kind,

Fumbling around in the ebony of night,
And disheartened over poor plight,
Darkest hour is just before the dawn,
It gets brightened with new aurora at horizon,

The unenlightened preserve the unjust,
Sour temper and unending ascending lust,
Only if we could imbue divine light inside,
Can undo all negatives of heavenly life,


Heart burns within as an ash in the fire,
Why not unveil the euphoric attire ?
Let the dusky night ride down the sky,
And usher in the new gala morning !


Written on 11/8/14
Contest- Dark poetry
Sponsor- Charlotte Puddifoot 


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Life On The Street

Dried up like a reservoir
In the mid summer heat
The cracks in the ground
Are like
The life lines, upon my face
I have weathered many a storm
As if
I have lived a 100 lifetimes,
Instead of one! 

Bare, rough, dirty feet
Shoes are hard to come by,
These days
Unless, I steal them!
But, then I will become a target
Having something new
It will get stolen from me
By some other gang
Or by some cruel and nasty person!

“Bare feet it is!”
“Less problems, this way!”
Feet are made for walking
I will use them
For what
They are made for!
“Now let’s get something to eat, I am starving!”

Loitering around Hungry Jacks and Macca's
Asking people 
As they walk out
With their hot, delicious, fresh food
For a gold coin or two
Dumpsters and bins
Look nice, today!
Only half eaten, stuff
A lot of wastage!
“Not the freshest stuff, but hey!”
Make do, with what we have!

The sun is shining today
Not sure where to wash though...
Water is scarce, thank god for public toilets
They sure come in handy!
They say it is fun
And you are lucky to have freedom!
But, 
It is a lie we tell ourselves
To remain ignorant
To pretend, we don’t give a damn
But, inside, 
We really do!

For you see ,
There are sacrifices
To the choices you make
When you have to live them, out
“Don’t be a fool!”
Life is no fairytale, on the dirty streets of hell!

During the day, 
The city lights up
It glitters 
As if
It were made out of gold!
It comes alive with people
Rushing here, rushing there, rushing everywhere
Not really knowing, what 
They are presently, doing 
People reminding me of robots, sheep and zombies
Acting as if they are in control of everything
When in fact, they are not!

"Who knows what is around the corner?"
"What is coming, your way!"
Life is unpredictable,
"Beware!"

“Don’t be mislead by the fakes, around here”
“There is plenty of them!”
Eyes are on you,
Down every alley way
Standing on every corner
Watching you
"You, are in ‘our territory’ now!"

“Hold onto your bags tight!”
For, 
I may be lurking behind you
One minute there,
Next minute gone!
It is the nature of the game
As
I snatch and grab your bag
When I see you off guard
Taking your money
Claiming it, as my own
You see,
I need it to survive on!
I'm banking on you, being rich!
I told you
This place is a hell hole
And, 
I meant it!

This dark place
Full of shadows and conscious deceit
Will swallow you up 
Eating, you alive!
You will lose your way
In its pit of endless darkness
There is no Prince Charming’s, out here!
There is no one to save you
There are only damsels in distress
Like me!

No one
Comes to your aid
When you need it the most
You could diminish and disappear one day
Within a blink of an eye!
Without a hint 
Nor trace of you, left behind
No one will see it happen
Because
No one
Opens their mouth up, around here!
So,
Love and appreciate, one another!
Care for yourself and care for others!
Tell your loved ones 
'you love them' often
And,
‘Enjoy' 
The home, you live in!


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Love Restores Peace

At 8:30 AM,
"Get up, LAURA! Charlie! Wake up...Robert...Wake up."
No reply...no reply...just ignore my wake up calls...yell at me all you want
You make me cry...cry...just shatter me like glass...you place me in the trash, but I still feel this discontent
Deep inside of me...
There's a sea of remorse swirling around me...
At 12:15 AM,
"Hey Laura!"
No reply...no reply...
"What are you doing?"
I just want to cry...a river...why?
She still ignores me...now I'm feeling the anxiety...
She still jokes around with me, but I feel so angry...and so empty...
She's texting her friends again...I must talk to her sometime
She still doesn't answer my calls...she doesn't care to wipe off my grime
Sponging inside of me...
I guess I'm left with my chores for today
My heart is swelling up in dismay...and my sky turns to gray
And I pray...for relief and I just want to say...
I love my sisters and brothers, but they truly don't care for me...or at least that's what I think till this very day
This lonesome feeling sufficates me...
Go ahead and ignore me, sister
You just added another blister
In my mouth, my hopelessness avalanches all over the ground
You make me frustrated...and now my head spins round and round
And I feel bound...
By stress and torment! 
Go ahead and neglect my voice
My heart is seeping out misery...pumping with fret...
while you text your friends and rejoice
In my head, my painstaking regrets torture me profoundly
You don't care to listen - live your life without me
My soul is left in the cold...
Oh! Go ahead! Let me mold...mold...
I worry about you, sister...
But you left me to dry like glue...you made me suffer
don't beg to differ...
Go ahead! Blow fire in my direction...
I warn you...you don't want to see an eruption
I don't want to be ensnared by my corruption... 
Please God...pick me off from the ground...
and show me some direction
Or I'll be broken down like the titanic...
And You don't wanna see me panic...
Panic...
At 1:00 AM,
I decide to pray to God for protection...
I pray...I pray...
I wait for His reply..........................
He helped me fight 
my depression wars
He unchained me from the cage...
and taught me how to fly
He cherished me...
He understood me 
and He still does till this day...
He healed my sores...
And He doesn't ignore my calls! 
He makes me feel content 
even in the midst of hardships - 
I pray...I wait...I cry...
For His comfort daily...
to nourish me 
when I feel ignored
Or when I'm stabbed in loathe...
I pray that Your peace be restored
In our family once more.
I wait
For peace
To fix the broken glass...to fix the emotions breaking us all
I pray
For the chaos to cease
To make the whole world rejoice...to encourage us to stand tall
Will love make us whole again?


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A Sign of Hope..

Night slowly falls by

with a thousand stars in the sky...

It is dark and silent all around

and night slowly enfolds new bounds...

There's a swift breeze blowing;

It is slowly whispering....

That new dreams crop up, 

That dark thoughts are buried up

There's still the hope for a new start

Keep that in your mind and heart...


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Hope

Holy books says it all
You taught me how to crawl
This will never change
Never ends never fades
Dear God where you are?
Shattered piece of childish dreams
This will never change
Never ends never fades.

I can fight for all my life,
Not broken, not broken inside
Never be so frustrated,
Not going to commit suicide.

Fuc*ing faith will fall,
Mortals will stand tall
Hell and heaven are all the same
Live your life, don't die in vain

Only you and I can make 
A better world for tomorrow
Have faith in yourself
And wipe off the tears of sorrow

Make me scream, Make me cry
I'll never fail to try.
This night's has an end
No pain will remain


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Words Ill Never say

2 my daughter's im sorry I thought I could hold on longer.
Pain has become my rain and the feeling of failure stronger.
Depression is just a weapon that karma uses to conquer.
So this is my final message there's nothing I have to offer.
The love In my heart depleted I feel like my soul is empty.
Not saying im suicidal but why dose it sound so tempting.
I wish things could be different but heavens ordered my torture.
If I make it to heavens doors my pass will be null and voided.
2 my daughter im sorry but daddy was just 2 broken.
Place a rose in my casket and tell them that they can close it.
Tears fall from my face my faith is forever frozen.
Angels lead me 2 heavens gates just to show me they'll never open.
My prayers are answered silent struggles witnessed with laughter.
The ending is almost near so why not approach it faster.
Some will say im a coward and death is a easy answer.
Walk a mile in my shoes and maybe you'll understand it.


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Another Day

I feel so trapped I cannot breathe,
someone please, please rescue me.
I sit in my room with a pillow over my face,
wishing I was in a better place.

I need some help I will admit,
The only thing is I can’t commit.
I’ll try to get up, get up and go,
I know I won’t be the only one who doesn’t show.

As I sit here on my bed,
So many images pop into my head.
I try to think of the good times I’ve had,
The only thing is, I’m only seeing the bad.

I see all the stupid fights,
Followed by all the sleepless nights.
I get to look in the mirror and what do I see?
I see a girl who looks just like me,
Who has a hole in her where he heart used to be.

Tears start to roll down my cheeks,
I don’t know if I can make it another week.
I’m so tired, sick of it, and depressed,
I’m staying in my pajamas I’m not getting dressed.

Screw my family, friends and school,
I never was very cool.
When I began to break down and cry,
I stopped for a second and asked myself why?

I don’t know why I am this way,
I want to live another day.
I don’t want to be this way anymore,
Yeah I am pretty sore.

I’m gonna be strong, I’m gonna get up and go,
I might be the only one who does actually show.
No more sad thoughts while sitting on my bed,
I’m gonna keep up my pretty little head.

I’m going to show the world what I can do,
I don’t need help from either of you.
I’m done breaking up the stupid fights,
I’m gonna get some sleep tonight.

I’m going to look in the mirror only to see,
A girl who has a heart where he heart should be.
No more tears running down my cheeks,
I’m gonna make it another week.

No more being tired, sick and depressed,
Heck, I’m throwing out my pajamas I’m getting dressed.
I never want to go back feeling that awful way,
Hey, I just lived another day.


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A Hollow Shell

a hollow shell
of tangled synapses
sparked into gradual madness
which drowns out the truths of the day
as the mind reeks of the rotten sad moments
that swirl in the rancid soup of forgotten dreams
dreams that once traced a gentle path of innocence
dreams that reached for pure love’s tender touch
dreams now paralysed but once vivaciously alive
what became of those fresh dreams and hopes
as they lie mustily on dusty bookshelves
torn into shreds by time’s fine scimitar
devoid of the touch of raw passion
when all that remains of love is
a hollow shell


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My truest thoughts

Haven’t wrote in a while now I got more to write
Writing like I never did
Living life to the full, so I won’t be dying like I never lived
I’m the heartbeat of every aborted life
Everyone who never got a chance to be here
Never got to laugh or see tears
I’m thankful I got one
I’m going to take this chance to beat fear
People use excuses to fail, well I’m not one
I’ll be the first to admit i’ve had a few issues
And they’re not quick to heal
You know **** is real
When you miss you
And you’ve become a stranger to yourself
Remember when I was a danger to my health
I lost my mind
Paid the price
Just praying it doesn’t cost my time
Now I’m trying not to lose my soul
We live in a generation where telling the truth is old
But I’d go insane if i didn’t share my emotions & feelings
Truth is I’m still broken and healing
My past is a disaster
Still dealing with that as i write my next chapter
Why do I miss my father when he was never there?
Why do I miss this girl now?
But when together I never cared
How do i feel about rejection?
It doesn’t bother me I got used to it
Now I’ve got to learn to deal with acceptance
Cause sometimes I don’t want to be alone
But I also don’t want anyone near me
Don’t want people to fear me or cheer me
One minute I can be up & don’t want to come down
Next minute I’m lost & don’t want to be found
Stuck between heaven & hell
Wanting to succeed but expecting to fail
But i was strong enough to beat depression
So much pain in each confession
But all of my obstacles need to be warned
There’s more chance of you taking a ride on flying pigs & talking to unicorns
Than for me to give up & not fight through the storm
I’m going to turn the impossible to achievable
Cause i know all of these obstacles are beatable
I’m going to go from being that self-harming depressed loner kid in care
To making myself unstoppable and unbeatable


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A Dream within a Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me vow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therfore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And i hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few, yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep, while I sleep
can i not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
can i not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?


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Blessed Breeze

Something feels wrong –
the atmosphere
 Feels dry 
upon my skin
I remember 
the summertime 
and 
its blessed breeze 
– it kept
On flowing…
blowing…
bestowing…
jovial love 
for the renewal 
of your heart… 
Once bleeding…
Beating…
 from deep within
Accept me 
For who I am…
Accept me…
Do you ever ponder
About the good times
We’ve shared?
Have you
Erased it
From your mind 
Forever? 
I wish 
You could rise 
like the sun 
when the dawn 
comes rolling in 
The fog 
Surrounds us… 
With gloominess
There’s no need
To feel my stress
Remain
Stress-free
For eternity 
Dread 
Is caressing 
your soul
Don’t let it
DEVOUR YOU.
YOUR.
Life. 
Is. 
Meaningful. 
Believe me…
Please…
Keep it 
at ease…
Cast away the sorrow
Flick it off
into space
I’ll be there
To run the race
With you 
So wipe away 
The blue liquid…
blinding your eyes
DON’T.
Be. 
Afraid…
Don’t be burdened
By the shame
Sway with me
In the wind…
Where peace
Grows on and on and on…
Forever – 
Until the demise
Of the dawn 
Let the clouds
Drift away 
And sleep without
Disturbance… 
And don’t forget
To pray for 
The blessed breeze
Let me help you
Track down the worries
That try to 
BREAK.
YOU.
Don’t let it get to you
No matter what

Your body is warm
Your eyes glisten 
And reflect
Fascinating light. 
Shimmering
With 
All 
Of
Its
Might. 
Something feels right…
AT LAST! 


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government of embarrasment

They lie to us to make votes
Feed us with false promises and fake hope
They protect paedophiles and make rape jokes
Most the problems in our country the government create those
You don’t matter unless you want to be a police or fireman
Any wonder I want to leave this environment
I’m 21 so I’m expected to get drunk and chase hoes
But I’ve got too much to say for me to back down and not to speak
We may as well **** for virginity as the government fight a lot for peace
Politicians don’t care if our kids have shoes and socks on feet
They make us send our kids to school
Yet they allow a convicted paedophile with a secret identity to live across the street
They act like he’s a changed man
But when he gets convicted of the same crime
Politicians say my child goes to a private school. At least it ain’t mine
I could get a few years for assault. Paedophiles and rapists get a little over five years
So I can see how women might fear
I’m trying to make sure justice is done right here
Losing is strictly off limits
Feel like Martin Luther King I have a dream
But in mine Pixie lott’s in it
It’s funny cause if I kill in self defence I’m a guilty murderer
Government kill thousands daily yet they’re considered innocent
This country is filled with immigrants
And they will be considered for a job before me
Now that’s what I call robbery
Government say they’re here to stop knife crime
But all they do is blame rappers and the way they write rhymes
I’ve listened to hip-hop since age 10. I’m not drug dealing
I’m not another thug killing
I’ve got no problem putting my name age and where I was born
But why do I need to put my sexuality religion and pointless BS in these forms?
I probably shouldn’t even be saying this but it’s more than opinion and views
this is the truth
The government won’t take an inch of fault
So you need to take what I say with a pinch of salt


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Holocene

There are times in your life 
when you walk toward the light
by moving out of dark like any mystic


and before the light has gone
it will brand you with a song
a mark that say's your home is globalistic


and again before too long 
your works will soon belong
to the centre of the holocene ballistic


now, the cosmos is the carpet of our soul
the galaxy, the whole of me
the milky way the holocene
the gas that tore abundance from 
the plume of natures pelt


and before the light has gone
it will brand you with a song
a mark that say's your home is globalistic


there are times in your life 
when you walk toward the light
by moving out of dark like any mystic.

©S.Watts









(c)s.watts


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crazy beautiful

I'm crazy beautiful 
or plainly insane
I consider insanity 
to be a personal gain
perpetual bliss
or so the surface shows
hidden secrets
no one can know
inside i want to scream and shout
im a jigsaw puzzle 
with a million broken pieces to figure out
I'm an intricate web
you try and untangle
dont get to close
you may fall and strangle
my scratch is a cut
that sorefully deepens
a painfull wound 
in which my memories seep from
I'm a gift to the world 
one nobody can keep
I must be plainly insane 
my beauty is only skin deep


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Everyone's Gone

Everyone's gone...
There's no one to look up to...not one...
Not one will be kind enough
To look down and attempt to help me...

Everyone's gone...
I'm beneath the debris
There's no one there to save me...
I'm left to my own misery 

Everyone's gone...
I guess I'll find my way out of this maze
Without any clues
I'm waiting for relief to dawn upon me

Everyone's gone
I'm dealing with so much trauma 
I'm watching for any signs of support...
Hear my echoes of pain...
It drives me insane...
Catch me before I fall off the cliff...

Everyone's gone
I'm all skin and bones
I'm trapped like a hunted animal
The predator took a bite into me...
Don't just watch me suffer...
Deserted in this lonesome state

Everyone's gone
I'm kicked around like a soccer ball 
Hear me as I call...
Help me to stand tall

Help me... 
Reach up to the sky
To feel the coolness seep through me
Help me...
To be inspired to write more uplifting songs
Help me think more positively - help me wave g'bye
Help me...
Forgive me for all of my wrongs...

Everyone's gone
I'm a screwed-up building
I need you to be my backbone 
Straighten me up...help me to be stiff like a soldier
About to enter another horrifying war
Support me today...
And stick with me tomorrow!

I want to let go of the past memories...
Scaring away my happy moments and delights 
I want to smear away the blasphemies…
Obliterating my blissful days and nights

Everyone's gone...
There's no one to depend on...not one...
Not one will be brave enough
To look down and attempt to help me...

Everyone's gone...
I'm beneath the city
There's no one to show me the jolly sun...
I'm left to my own misery 

Everyone's gone...
Fine… I'll find a way to get out of this nightmare 
Without any clues
I'm waiting for relief to give me strength instead of fear 


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LOST down a Dark path

Years i felt it, there was know way out of the abiss, no point in giving a shout, who would hear it and who would care? so alone in the world just as if it was bare. 

My cries went un heard, no comfort i felt, alone to dwell with the cards i had been dealt, 
years of waiting with dark thoughts in my head, untill the same dark path led me to the light instead. 

The feeling of comfort knowing i was saved, my problem was someone elses i could be knowones slave, i thank GOD for saving me from that dark lonely time, knowone else could of reached me, not even myown mind. 

Now i walk in the light never to be alone an i seek to help others in the same way i was shown, so go in peace my brothers and sisters and hold your head high! 
. . never forget in times of hardship GODS right by your side.


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Don't speak

Be quiet.
No one wants to hear you!
Shut up
You talk to much.

You're annoying,
You're talkative. 

Why can't you go away!

Leave us alone!

Whispers in the dark
Laughs all around.

The insults flow
Like water on the ground.

Just shut up!

Secrets out!

She knows what you've said.
She'll play pretend.

A smile you'll see
A pained heart she'll feal.
Is this real?

Annoying? A pain?
Don't speak?

Then what? 

Will you like her then?


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LEFTovers

Left in my own thoughts Tarnished forever through nightmares Pierce me with your passions…tangle me in your knots You left me…I have no choice, but to cry… I’m breaking by the seams I drink in the sorrow… I spew up regret… I cannot drink any further I drink and drown myself – unable to hope for tomorrow I’m left in my own thoughts…I cannot walk any longer I recall my past decisions…I’m swallowed up by the echoes of fear I’m not your valuable merchandise! Don’t seek me – you wanted your dreams to come true and peace to draw near Don’t count on me – I’m not wise! I’m swallowed up by the churning sea… Leading me to my own demise I drink in the sorrow… I puke up resentment…I’m upset and cannot go on with life I douse myself in my misfortune – no one listens to me… No one catches me before I wallow… Pick me up from the murky waters Lift me up from the gutters Make me spotless and leave me the leftovers Dress me up and hand me some covers I’m trying to piece together my fragmented thoughts I can’t see a happy ending in this scene – Preserve my notions in Your thoughts and save them like leftovers… Oh, but my thoughts are thrown in the trash like rotten leftovers – left unseen Tarnished forever through nightmares My foul ideas don’t have a structure – they’re just… Tangled up knots


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amends

Salty tears and razor blades
 The pain drips slowly from my skin
 Physical pain sets in, emotional pain subsides
 Then begins again
 When the pain builds inside 
I want to escape 
I want to run
 I want to hide
 I can’t hide from myself 
I do this to cope
 When I’m down low laying broken on the floor
 Left with no hope
 In the moment I want to fade the hurt
 I slash my pride 
Demean my worth
 See myself through your eyes
 It’s your distorted perception of me
 False esteem, iniquitous lies
 It’s not easy living in an unhealthy mind
 Wrapped in a warped sick self 
I start to unwind
 A bawled up knot 
Frayed at the ends
 Then I realize when I hurt my self
 Its to my loved ones I must make amends


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Driven Insane

I don’t know where to start
When I look around me, I see myself slipping and falling apart
I’m drifting… I’m falling away into the dark
I’m dealing with stress...and now I hear the dog bark…

My eyes open like corridors... my life is a curse 
When I try to ignore the chaos... the dilemma gets worse and worse 
I'm failing... I'm yearning for peace to rebuild my courage
I'm marinated in turmoil...and I'm close to my breakage

Driven insane… I'm wide awake… recollecting my thoughts
I’m backing away from any danger coming my way
You tossed me in the drain… I’m resting… trying to untangle the knots
Overpowering pain… but now I’m losing control… 
But I’ll stop writing today . . .. . .. . . 


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Dark Beauty

Hidden beneath the shadows, Feeling her fingers upon his lips, Knowing that she has come for thee, With lips gentle as a rose. The dark beauty that he once knew, Lost with the love he once held, Who once cradled him in her arms, Like a newborn babe. She was the one, Who watched over him, As he grew, Sheltered from the world beyond, Having his bubble popped, Before he was fully grown. Dropped into this pitiful world, That scarred him, Made him the beast, That dwells within his head. She was the one that made him, Who he was, The one that once gave inspiration, The one who gifted him, With pen in hand. He learned to express himself, Through his art, To hide himself in the shadows, Where he believed he was safe, But it didn't last long... Once he learned to love, His dark beauty disappeared, And to this day, He still searches for her, She's the piece that's missing. He knows that he'll find her someday, And will restore that part, The vital piece that is needed, To break free of this hold, To be normal for once, And never know pain anymore.


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Second Chance

Stagnation is death, and I didn’t want to die…
My life was slowly turning into nothing and I knew the reason why…

I cried, lost finally able to see…
That dark cloud that consistently hovered over me….

Humbled and defeated, I began to cry and pray…
Dear Lord… this is Faizah… I’ve lost my way…

I’m drowning in this life, Love I never found…
This world it has never been good to me… and now in sorrow I drown…

If you still want me, I’m hoping that you could…
Lead me into all things of you because in them there is good…

That dark cloud said, why should you help me now?
Cause many times before you’ve tried to show me how…

How to be loved and live a life under your grace…
But each and every time, I turned from seeking your face…

This time Lord, I promise it will be different…
I realize without you as my Guide, I could never go the true distance…

If you could just direct my steps and show me that narrow path…
This time I’ll stay on it, no matter how long the tribulations last…

All of a sudden from a distance I hear…
A muzzled voice that began to come clear…

This is the Lord thy God, your prayer I have heard…
To begin to follow me you must submit to my Word…

Through all of this darkness, just follow my light…
I’m glad to have you back, proud that you have given up the fight…

The fight of the flesh you will never win…
The only way to victory would be to die to the flesh then begin…

Begin to live in the Spirit… and be made new in this life…
Grow up and mature in my Word, to continually reach new heights…

I am the Lord your Shepherd and you will soon come to see…
You were one of my lost sheep who is now found, and through me you are set free…

Free to be loved, receive blessing unmeasured…
Basking in the Will of our Father brings the greatest pleasures…

So from this point on, don’t ever look back…
Continue moving forward on my narrow path, and you will never lack…

Lack love, lack comfort, lack any of your needs…
Because all things that were made, if made at all, were made by ME…

In response to you Lord, I would like to say…
I’m so thankful for this second chance that you have given me on this day...


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Morbid Luck

Bad luck could hit hard…
It’s difficult to catch a flash of glory… 
Unfortunately, we end up with the wrong side of the coin 
It’s tricky to snatch eternal glee…

I wish I could increase your motivation and prove your significance 
But I have none that I own – you made a big impact on me believe it or not
I want to grant you success…or I’ll let God work His magic
I have the passion to accomplish my jubilant goals – I just got to be energized…
Be strengthened and have self-reliance  
I prey upon confidence… 
I pray for your dreams to fall into place… 
I have no choice, but to find my way out of this labyrinth… 
OUT OF THIS MESS…
Suffocating me in harsh distress…
Dissatisfaction could shatter your hope

We are fading… we’re fragments
Escalating ferociously…  

It’s almost impossible to remain at ease during these hard times…
Fortunately, we have a chance to be on the right side of the coin

The most difficult part of living is… 
Dealing with the outrageous crimes  

Bad luck 
Is totally a morbid result in life’s situations…
I believe that you could endure
The catastrophe that burnt up your 
Last drop of courage…

What a tragedy you turned out to be… 
Your morbid luck drained out your bliss
And inflated you with squalid misery…
Your morbid luck dragged you 
Into the abyss……… 


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Luciferia II-- The Damned

Run away Run Away No matter how Far You will never escape my dark hands of faith Wicked and Damned you are my Sin Darling Don't you Tremble when I embrace you The cold and Dark may fill every marrow But at least there were here For You Tell Me how they So Loved You Tell Me All of your fears When the world is done and all their trust will render Undone I will always be with you And Now We cease to Exist Luciferia I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be Draining into the Night Shivering With the Smallest of Frights I am the Ghost In Your Dreams I watch You Through the Window Yes that is your name Written In Blood Are You Scared? Are You Suffering? The Dark fate is what was Meant to Be This is what happens when you Brake Us with Words Destroy us with sights Twists are minds Set our will On Fire I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be


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Balance

The road of life from birth to death
will pause at places tragic,
But remember times that took your breath
and those that glowed with magic!
Those tragic stops are just to balance
good cards that you drew,
remember there's still time to dance
before the song is through!
So pay your fines, but drink the wines,
and sail toward calmer waters.
Then's the time to clear your mind,
and cherish sons and daughters.
Life is good, forget the length,
though your state of mind is worn.
Never pray for ease, but strength
to weather rugged storms...
 
 Copyright © 2005
 
 


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Thoughts of a Birthing Star

When Shall I Be the World's 
Star........
Thousand eyes would behold me, 
I shall shine to lead and guide 
the flowage.........When?....Each 
moment is ages to me......
Is my incandescence not full 
yet? Or I'm so tiny among the 
others? 
But where my comrades 
vanished in this dark sea? 
Dreads me this harbinger of 
vane......
I may cease to be before my 
luminosity illumine this dark wide 
world.....
No, no, no, I'd make heavens 
blaze with radiance like a 
meteor that to give light melts 
even,
Discerning child star thoughts 
deing star bequeathed, "The 
best fire never flares up the 
soonest, It would take you 
aeons to born out of black 
nebula but thou would survive 
till the end of time, thine 
orientation is of mortals who 
are made of haste, behold that 
tiny leaf sized abode there they 
isolate with conquered feelings 
and boast of the potency 
gained through book & pen and 
over things ice like durable huh!" 
Now I've known what for this 
wait to me I'll quench this urge 
to overlap the ray of time to 
eternity.....


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OUR DARK SECRET PLACE

Take off the ARMOR OF GOD!
   Remove the BREASTPLATE OF RIGHTEOUSNESS!                  
     Throw away the SHIELD OF FAITH!   
         Forget the TRUTH OF GOD’S WORD!

Let’s do what we want to do
        in our dark secret world,
           at our dark secret place, 
               at our own selfish pace.

Let’s make our own choices.
Let’s listen to our own voices.      

Let’s act by the power of
    OUR might.
It doesn’t have to be right.
Let’s do it anyway. 
Let’s go astray.

And when we leave that darkness and
   face family and friends,
They’ll never know about our dark place
   or of our dark secret sins.

We will not worry about the 
         consequences.
We are fully protected by 
         Satan’s fences.

And if we die in our
    sinful state,
Hell has an open gate.



NOTE:

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POEM is based on these scriptures:

Ephesians 6:10-12: Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might.  Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.  For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.


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His Child

I’m a child in heart 
I’m sensitive,
So don’t misuse it

I’m God’s special child
I need to respect 
My zealous Father

I need to honor Him
With my young heart,
I pray for freedom

How awesome are Your deeds? 

Relieve my heart’s ache
Help me escape 
From the darkened pit

I can be active
And beat that race 
I’m on God’s good side 
God’s mercy 
Aids me in times of trouble 

I appreciate His consideration 
He fulfills me with elation


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With Thee, Watch Me Rise

I'm still here, for you
beat my fear, for you
all I did, for you
I'm still here

Fell on dark days 
now they're all I know
you came out of nowhere
like a miracle
broke me out of my stoney phase
you penetrate me like microwaves
slow at first, but a rolling tide
at the peak, I'm frozen in your eyes
snapped a photo in my mind
for then I knew, I'd found the find
of a lifetime
burned into me, an image of a warm embrace
as both our sorrow saturated your face
a single shiny, tiny tear
rolled peacefully astray
I remember your pain
as I wished it all upon me, 
yours faded away

This just the start, of a descending, trending madness
falling down the steps of enchantment
weightlessness makes me feel nauseous
I gracefully graze the collective unconscious
I know my own sweet bitter stream
exactly as designed, by me
I see my place, through tight closed eyes
I feel the fall of face
you were by me in your familiar place
there in the dark forgotten
marked time and space I call the bottom
its now autumn, hereafter fall
with you bound inside, I climb for all


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Watch

So quiet
Not a sound
Watching the water
As it sleeps though the night
 
A dark sky
No stars in sight
The city lights
But all persons sleep tight
 
A man
Standing alone
Talking to god
As if he was right beside him
 
Watching the waters
To be sure no enemies near
1 man standing alone
1 man standing between the enemy and the pier
 
The man
Continues to talk to god
Asking for a the family 
That he wished he had
 
It’s dark 
Dead of the night
There’s a sound
I think "here’s a fight"
 
Can’t see
Can’t find the enemy
He’s surrounded the water
1 man fighting for his life
 
He talks to god 
As if he was right next to him
Pleading to stay alive
To see the future he so desperately wants
 
Lock n load
He loads a round
The dead of night
Is now full of useless chatter
 
200 yards
They’re all around
Where are they?
Where is the crew to help?
 
A man
You see his face
He has death in his eyes
As he points the gun in your face
 
Safety off
Pull the trigger
1 round goes off
Gun just jammed
 
A rocket
A ball of fire
Flies towards you
You know this is the end
 
Flash back
Of your life has been
Flash forward
Of the future you could have had
 
Coming closer
Bout to blow
A tap on your shoulder
A comrade saying "its time to go"
 
You look around
Dead of night
Not a single sound
Not a person in sight
 
On watch
With your .50 cal at hand
You fell asleep
Cause you’re the only man
 
This is what happens 
When a sailor is alone
Standing watch at midnight
All on his own.


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Woe In Our Lives

Whatever you do, don't let go...
He's going to arrive soon – don't be overwhelmed
Whatever you do, don't look back
Woe is embracing our lives
Don't let yourself turn to black
Keep on track... 

Woe is dwelling in our lives...
Lurking in every corner
They sprout from the ground like jagged knives
Wait until the dark tides
Pass through us...God's still protecting our lives
Whatever you do, don't doubt Him!!

Don't be a forlorner - 
Be a conquerer!


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Blue Bird

Blue Bird

All alone inside of my magical little paradise called my mind is an peaceful and quiet, the sun is like a gentle kiss on the cheek, and the people are just so warm and friendly but watch out because if you open your eyes everything you once knew will be gone. This magical little realm has an bloody little twist to it. The sun that was once as comforting as an warm blanket was in fact the glistening moon and the empty black sky, and the people are now all blood thirsty monsters that are no longer affected by the sun light are now out for blood.

I run to escape the sickening but yet oh so enticing scent of blood and failure, I run to escape the screams of those who's lives were cut just too short, and I run to escape the sight of the undead, blood thirsty zombies who are on the hunt for others to join their group. I'm running, running to safety and security but all the time there's nothing but pit falls and traps. I'm running and success isn't that far away but just then I see prince charming I stop and become distracted by his promising words but just then he too becomes a monster. I scream and try to run but I just can't you trap me in fire and I can't escape. 

My mind goes numb, I can feel the darkness further enclose around me, my mind goes blank, and I forget about everything. On the inside I'm screaming, fighting, kicking to get away but on the outside I'm a love sick puppy. I know I'm stronger than this but there's something about you that I just can't get over. Just as the darkness seems to grow closer an light appears and an blue bird fights off my nightmare monster and takes me back to my snowy paradise where I'm safe and at peace and I continue my lonely dark and cold path to my brightly lite future with the little blue bird by my side reminding me that I am and will forever be loved by both my family, people who actually care about me, and god.


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Farewell, but just for now

Upon the gilded ceilings
   Painted angels, and Christ in all his glory
While the organ plays such solemn music.
.........Dark, oak pews, filled with men in dark blue suits
And women wear Sunday dresses, yet in shades of grey
Up front sits the family, with pale faces, and somber shades
  of dark under their sad eyes
Throughout the hallowed hall, a cough is heard,
   and the sound of tears, with tissues dabbing eyes,
as one young teenager speaks with nervous emotion
of a last sailing adventure he had taken with his grandfather.
 The lump in my throat, so large I can't swallow for a moment,
and I open my purse to search for a tissue like the others.
  When, finally we stand, to sing, and soon will say our goodbye,
  I see the color that has filled the room, shining through in rainbow
prisms, streaming through the stained glass windows 
   Madonna and child to remind us that life is everlasting
As we bid farewell to a dear old friend, farewell...but just for now.




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Angel Tears

Gentle drops of Angel tears
Once more she drifts to sleep
Anaesthetised and full of hope
Of faith, of love, so deep

A dark, dark mass looms in her form
A cancer cold and stark
They try to cut it all away
She'll wake with mornings Lark

They do the tests - they come to us
"There's more" - is what they say
She begs us - not to make a fuss
She's tired, asks us to pray

She wakes in small hours and holds us tight
She says it's time to leave
Be happy for her for she'll be alright
Small tears stain her virgin cheeks

Somewhere in the dark cold hours
She drew her final breath
Her brave yet quiet and Godly thoughts
Resound this Angels death

I think of things she would have done
Watch as other children play
I work to help others as if she'd won
Life's battle on that day

I know she looks upon those souls
She'd smile and talk so calm
And in their fears she'll comfort them
In loving Angel's arms

Our little daughter oh so young 
Yet old in pain wise years
Reminds me daily of all kids past and
Gentle drops of Angel Tears 




R.I.P Angel


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His Eyes

His eyes are a cup of warm coffee
With swirls like soft chocolate notes
Deep like the ocean without a trace of blue
Hiding secrets and emotions too;

His eyes are chopped mint leaves
Adding a color like no other
The clover color touches the hearts 
Of all who dare to seek it out;

His eyes are golden flecks
That sparkle with every breath they take
A topaz color like clean jewelry
Scattered among the darkness.


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Who we become

I'm a poet of life, so read if you 
dare. But let me forewarn you, 
you're in for a scare. 
   For I don't see life, for the 
light it portrays. I see life in the 
dark, and the lives it betrays. 
   In the shadows lurk demons, 
and creatures so cold. Their 
deeds have been hidden, their 
stories untold. 
   They work with great force, 
tearing out heart and soul. 
Once they've torn you apart, 
you become a dark hole. 
   Choking the world, deep 
down in your chamber. Pulling 
lives in, to drown in your anger. 
   I'll show you the depths, of 
your hurt and your sorrow. And 
drown out all hopes, for a 
better tomorrow. 
   Cause this world isn't 
rainbows, sunshine and 
butterflies. It's cruelty and 
beasts, darkness and lies. 
   So continue the path, that 
you're so blindly walking. For 
ignorance is bliss, and there's 
no use in gawking. 
   But once at the end, of your 
sick twisted trail. You'll find 
you've grown weak, corrupted 
and frail. 
   And then in that moment, 
you're mine for the taking. As 
fear settles in, your bones 
begin shaking. 
   I'll show you no mercy, for 
my heart's cold and gritty. 
Though caring and kind, I'm 
void of all pity. 
   I've grown harsh and 
abrasive, in the years that have 
past. And do all that I can, to 
ensure I laugh last. 
   I won't let this world, bring 
me down to its level. I'll never 
succumb, or give in to the 
Devil. 
   Corruption surrounds me, I 
walk a thin line. Between 
righteous and evil, but I'm 
doing just fine. 
   I hold strong to my faith, as I 
punish the wicked. I unleash all 
my anger, on the damned and 
convicted. 
   In these dark times it is hard, 
to define what is right. But my 
only intention, is to fight the 
good fight. 
   It's not that I want, to send 
others to hell. I just want to 
ensure, that our future sits 
well. 
   So my hands stained with 
blood, drag me through each 
cold day. And my boots caked 
with mud, stomp them down, 
where they lay. 
   While they gaze up upon me, 
as their heart slowly dies. I sit 
patiently waiting, 'til the light 
leaves their eyes. 
   Then I assure them, that 
they'll soon find their place. If 
God grants them mercy, they'll 
be saved by grace. 
   For this life my dear friends, 
is a gauntlet we run. And we're 
all lost and roaming, beneath 
the great sun. 
   But remember that God, 
cares not what you've done. So 
long as good deeds, shape who 
you become...


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Dark Visions

Have you ever  had, Dark Visions? I have,when I was seven or eight
I had a dream one night, That was a nightmare, so vivid and so frightful
fear so intense, I wet the bed. My Father wore a badge and I told him what 
happened, and with much insistence we phoned the local authorities. ( Which he knew all of
them) My Dark Vision was of an Airplane a jetliner, on fire, going down.
I saw the flames, faces, colors and style of clothes. I heard screams, pleas to God for
help and prayers. When I woke up I was praying too, in a wet  bed. Two days later the FBI
knocked at my door, with questions after questions until they were satisfied. I felt
berated and alone. Thank God for my Dad. Then it hit me their last words to my Father," If
we have any more questions about the accident we'll contact you" it..it..was real, it
really happened. My Dark Vision,,For thirty years I kept my Visions to myself, until one
day at work a friend of mine Marjie came to me and asked me if I saw things, things I
can't explain. I was floored, dumbfounded. I didn't answer. She said" I sense you had a
Vision and saw something you can't explain"  How could she know? I said " What do you
mean"? " I sense you had a dream that is troubling you, because it was more than a dream"
Gig's up, so I told her. She told me to write it down always write it down, So I did and
let her see it. 3 days later she came to me with a VCR tape, we were alone in the TV room,
so we played it. Suddenly in an instant I was flooded with the whole Vision, everything I
saw and heard. Shamefully a puddle formed on the floor at my feet, as I shook. Everything,
the Bus, the explosions, faces, the Soldier, the old man in the beret, The red headed
woman in the yellow dress and hat. It was in Israel. She had taped it from the news the
night before, the day it happened. 2 days after my Dark Vision.Now at 48 with many
conversations with my Priest and Spiritual adviser, I realize, what I thought a curse, is
actually a Gift From God. Because I am praying with them in my Dark Visions, I am helping
them. One thing I always remember from them is I tell them God is waiting for you, every
time. Then I wake up. 

 I believe my being there has brought some comfort to those souls as their end is near.
That comforts me!  God does work in mysterious ways..He has in me with...

                                           My Dark Visions!

                                                  Taz


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Praises, Formulas, and Formulations

Displacement, transfer's exchanges, formations words formed formulated, landscapes, the citys like a safari, No Escape! I FEEL completely motivated, I notice, no need to make explanations , upheld reinforced by the depth of thought and comteplation, it’s an Honor I’m Blessed beyond phrases, destined , I leave the truth undressed and bare naked, I cherish every precious second, becuz I just might perish in the very next second, And the best one's and the Biggest, And the lessest man is the Greatest one in Heaven, we understand, we suffer set-backs, we rise and raise those that fall down, The Potter's Perfectin is a vessal of Honor, And I send my Praise straight to The Father

I just came straight from the slaughter, you can still smell the blood coming off me
yes thats hell, yes thats where the devil dwells,
And since we're on different kinds of mail, I whisper those messages quiet well
I don't give a damn  what a Anne might spell, or what a Poet Destroyer might kill


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REGRETS AND RESENTMENT

as time passes by;
like word born on the streets,
you never knew hard,
till it hits you deep within.
even if there is pain without the tears,
it doesn't mean it's any less of a struggle to forget.
hard aches on heartaches,
resentment is hard to leave by when the regret is there.
sublime tears that echoes and tears you up inside,
meanwhile, I try not to stray from my true nature!!!
vibration of a cry that is not too well played out;
pound per pound,
restless beatings of my chest,
leaves a residue of unsound sorrow that marks the epitamy of being alone,
which is never too easy.
like a melody that is deaf with tone,
cheating destiny has no future in it.
I am forever standing still in the sands of time,
like time has made me a mark of inequities.
no right direction to go from where I'm left off;
but just to look for the easiest way out!
still doesn't justify the reason of my situation.
out of the mourning dew:
I try to stay awake........
still, I miss missing the way we are!!!


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SSRI's and I

SSRI's and I ...


... the sounds of thoughts clattering, my neurones sparking,
like Dylan said, my morning recedes jingling and a-jangling,

worn down by this leaden knot, tearing my insides out,
the cacophony drowned in a whisper, lost in a silent shout,

dreams and screams scratching the back of my dry throat,
caged in, liberation hovering like a mirage beyond the moat.


I claw my way, slowly, through a thicket of solitude,
feeling my emotions peeling, stung by unseen nettles,

crawling to an open field, to rest, beneath a sky ablaze with stars,
as my mind glides, brushing the soft grass as it peacefully settles ...







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Good long memory

As our lives past by every day we continuously look foreword to imagine what life will be like when were older till the point of death we still look foreword to see our after life in the ground where no one can see us anymore now were just a good long memory in our loved ones minds


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Dead Streets

There is no life.                                                                    
No life where I live
in this safe state.
Content with their power 
of achievement. 
Holding a necessity 
to show everyone 

Driving their cars...
                  cars that are borrowed
paying debt each month
                 Driving up their long
driveway
That leads to a wide 
garage

A separate house
to warm their prize 

What fine wine to drink tonight?
Calling fake friends
followed by fake hello’s

Put the 72 inch screen 
here or there?
Does rug match curtain?
Does little Jimmy
have brand new cleats?
Do my jeans pass my budget?
                    over 75 dollars

Parents starring at pay
rather than blood

I must leave

Where people aren’t in
their cocoon of safety 
I need to leave
venturing for life
Pretending no more
that I fit in with this 
mask of a life 


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Mother Star

 The mother of all stars so bright

That sits with much grace and
Beauty

Casting her light with pride and
Grace

Twinkle, twinkle sparkling
Ever so proudly

With posh she sit’s up proud

Casting over dark shadows that
Want’s to roam

Her light peep through the
Heaviest of clouds

I can see her rays of light
Perching through the old
Black clouds

Trying to rule her domain
Casting down shadows of
Blackness left to roam

But

When all is said and all is
Done

Without a doubt she will
Conquer

And conquer she will

To cast out dark shadows
Of darken land

To keep the beauty and beauty
Will rule

Old mother star the mother of all
And the ruler of all that twinkle
Within the night

She rule with love and sit’s
With posh

She never fear

Never afraid to let her beauty
Reign near nor far

Her dominance rule far and
Wide

From end to end of the
Darken sky

The mother of all the stars
That go twinkle into the night

She proudly displays her wisdom

And pride so full of
Grace

She sit’s up high with posh and 
Beauty

Ruling her galaxy leaving a
Trail

Calling it the milky way right
To her heart

Proudly boldly with pose she
Rule her galaxy.. 
 


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Moon And Stars

Moon and Stars are tied to the Nights
they cast ,in dark skies,their lights
darkness fades within their Might rays
sometimes just like the shiney days

Sun shines the Earth its warmth &light
warmth is life,light ousters the night
warmth and light both bring me the day
latter's the source of my lasting gay

I am that lonely dark night
you're my Moon,Star and Might
peer up now in sky of my heart
light it up with your love's art

I'm the Earth and you're my Sun
light of my life; what you've done?
you shine now,bear us the days
repress the clouds,covering your rays

now that rain is just my tears 
should darkness stay;i fear
my Sun,my Moon ,don't go away
if you'll go,i will pass away

Abbas Kiamiri


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Losing My Grip

I want to believe…
In friendship love
I need to receive…
Gifts from heaven above

I want to achieve…
The treasurable confidence 
I need to believe…
And jump over the fence! 

I want to breathe 
I want to dig up what’s underneath…
I’m buried alive…
When will Your guidance arrive? 

I’m on fire… 
I’m catching myself before I slip
I’m a flat tire…
I’m slowing down…I’m losing my grip

The dogs are hovering on my left side…
I’m defeated by levels of uncertainty 
I’m calling for help… who will give me a ride?  
My mind is muddled and empty 

How can I be a believer
When I'm far from serenity 
Who could be my reliever?
I'm too late to be saved from my misery...


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Daisy

Sunlight spread her gentle petals
only to be closed again,
ever so tight.
I know her as a bud;
sweet smell stinging nostrils of dark descent.

Falling tears of milk and honey
swept clean by fresh enlightened tongue,
ever so sweet.
She knows me as sunlight;
sweet smell stinging nostrils of dark descent.

I hope she never blows away,
I'll fight to love another day.


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Dreary All Day Long

You’re so far away
I’m on my own... I am so alone.
You’re the dawn of the day
I’m taking wing on my own... I am so forlorn.
 
Which route should I pick?
When I’m silhouetted in loneliness?
Which road should I drive?
When I’m enclosed in dreariness?  

You've pushed me to the ground
I'm sick of the lack of love...
You're no where to be found...
I'm taking my first flight...like a 
baby, ravishing dove.

Which direction do I turn to? 
When I'm bewildered and scared?
You're the sunset with the hues of 
Red, yellow, orange and blue
I'm dreary all day long - I'm most certainly...
Unprepared. 
And worn-out by the worries of this week
At least I get the evening to myself...
But... I still feel weak...
The bad news that you sent me
Made me feel 
Bleak...


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The End is Naught

The lights flicker on and off
The end of the world was naught
There was a time of love
But then it disappeared
Because all wished for an end that was near
Dear one, would you ever listen to me?
I used to cry all night
Thinking that you wouldn't
Do you see the misery?
Do you see the tears spring from my heart?
Do you understand the words that I utter?
Haven’t you heard the world is naught?
It feels like everyone around me has lost the battle
Because there was no side to take this time
Everyone fell into temptation
And all humiliation was brought upon the Griffin’s claw
A state of bewilderment filled the air
And all we ever heard were words
 That would never sink in
And that’s when sin crawled in
Nevertheless we watched it crawl and creep
Like a snake twisting and turning on the hills
He was under and over all of us
Everywhere we felt the pangs of depression
Because somehow the words coming through
Could not heal what the snake had burrowed
The people gathered together
Trying to figure out all that had happened
Somehow they all knew what was to come
Soon they would figure out what lies ahead
And what lies ahead is forever known by One
The disdain reigned upon the earth
Never to be seen by those of mirth
And we all wait
We keep waiting 
And my heart and body is shaking
The world is coming to an end
Its quaking
Its over its over
Tonight we must fight for our rights
But the rights are not clear
And they sear
Hope is out of sight 
Everyone is gathering up fear
That’s all we ever did
When we came together
The fear accumulating in frail weather
We tore us all down
And one by one
All smiles turned into a frown
We were wearing the death crown
And everyone around us looking our way 
Directed us down
And the words sprung into light
Dandelions fly above our heads
No one catches this knowledge 

We’re on edge
Always up, never down

--Another collab with my brother David. : ) 


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elephant in the room

I haven’t showered for days
I haven’t got the strength to get out of bed
How do I get this feeling to go away?
I’m tired of the pain in my head
You don’t see my falling tears
All we hear
“He’s rich how can he be depressed?”
“She’s pretty how can she be depressed?”
Maybe it’s something you just don’t get
I’m confused to how it can go over people’s heads
Oh I forgot depression doesn’t matter unless it’s a celebrity who’s dead
Look at the aftermath after the death of the legendary Robin Will
Depression since a teen and I’ve got it still
Which is why I’ve always doubted that god is real
Why would he stick good people with an illness you can’t dodge or heal?
I paid the price for my mistakes and you don’t know the price
I’m blind to happiness like I froze my sight
Be stuck like this most my life
I’m going out and I don’t know if I’ll make it home
Struggling with life but won’t take my own
I went from chasing blondes
To cover up my pain and madness
To I need to face this alone
To thinking about calling my last chick
To not being able to remember her name
Going through the motions
Till I had a relapse with the old pain
The pain I thought had healed
Shut off or be open
I don’t know how to feel
Should I be ashamed? Am I the only one going through it?
Am I an attention seeker for showing you it?
Writing poetry to cope but hate every word I write
Don’t know my worth in life
From a teenager trying to be Eminem
Not having my own identity
Pass me the pen agen
Nobody wants to be friends with me
Why should I cry about people I use to laugh with?
Depression, flawed, hurt, for some reason girls found this attractive
Maybe it’s just a part of my charm
I was that much of an “attention seeker” I kept my self-harm a secret & wore long sleeves
To cover my arms
But I guess the whole world will know soon
Depression remains the largest elephant in the room
What makes me so mad?
And makes it so bad
Is you see on the news, people commit suicide due to depression
People feel bad for a minute and ask questions
If only they had someone to talk to
Someone to give their thoughts to
But will ignore work friends and peers
Because they see they suffer with depression and think they’re weird
Which makes it so sad
Making most of you hypocrites
But there is no quicker fix
You forget when the liquor hits
But once the buzz leaves the pain is still there
That’s why it will never feel fair
But it’s not something I’ve cried over
Because I tried to laugh it off when they told me I’m bi-polar
I didn’t want to accept or believe
But you need to support me at my worst to get the best of me
All I have are these words
I’m not important, I can’t make a change my views won’t be heard 
Just trying to share my hurt
And help others who suffer with it
We shouldn’t be made to feel different or suffer for it
But I can’t see this getting fixed soon
Because depression remains the largest elephant in the room 


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Hear My Plea

My God, My Heavenly Father

I can not go any farther

My spirit is weak and in despair

The corners of my mind are dark and infested with fear

Oh God, I call out your name

Yet, I cower in shame

I turn to you now, in search of strength

Ashamed for turning from you so long ago, Father

Save me, Rescue me, Oh Lord

I shall not forsake you ever again.


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God Will Take Care Of You

God will take care of you.
He will walk you through,
The dark days of life,
If you allow him to.

He's great 
And worthy to be praised.
I will state,
That for the rest of my days.

Grandma always told me,
That God takes care of babies,
And fools. So if he can do that,
He'll surely take good care of you.

God will take care of you.
He will walk you through,
The dark days of life,
If you open your door,
A blessing that you can't hold,
He'll poor. Weeping may endure,
For a night, but in the morning,
Comes great joy.
God will take care of all of you,
In the world.
Yes, every man, woman, boy and girl.


wrote 1-16-10


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Road To Home

Wash boardy ruff country roads leading home
Sun dried each day of your long useful life
Over dark green fields no more will I roam

Those dark green fields that are wide leads to wrong
Not warmth, love, understanding, only strife
Wash boardy ruff country roads leading home

Harder to climb, narrower close to home
Nearer, nearer begin to see great sights
Over dark green fields no more will I roam

Drawing, drawing come, long hill top see dome
There are friends, family, offering life
Wash boardy ruff country roads leading home

The fields were greener, there was fun, the songs
Offering entertainment  glitter sights
Over dark green fields no more will I roam

Now sights focused on heavenly song
Lights brighter at end of the narrow way
Wash boardy ruff country roads leading home
Over dark green fields no more will I roam


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THE DARK SEA KISSED BY THE RADIANT MOONBEAMS

It's awfully quite at the end of August, placid fireflies
come out before the appearance of stars;
how tender, how beautiful are the rolling waves
in the dark sea kissed by the radiant moonbeams!



Absorbed in deep thought, I welcome another evening of solitude
with a peace that is more perplexing and intriguing than silence;
calmness stupefies, even more than the serenity inside...
do I need friends, if I have the company of the entire universe? 



Crystalline, clear water splashing and bubbling,
reaching the spot where I am profoundly thinking, 
bringing a soothing feeling after a very hot afternoon...
hoping not to lose the brilliance of the dotted moon!



Tired mind, rest and refresh yourself at sunrise,
detach yourself from the constant habit of searching and creating;
release the worries and rest, let fantasy spice up your fabulous stories...
thoughts that lead to pen, to finally become liberating!



On the glistening rocks, owls hoot in hunger and start attacking their preys...
the defenseless oysters try to get back into the salty water and be safe in the seaweeds,
but  they are caught by their claws, and with no strength left and blood in their eyes...
they die and their carcasses will be ripped apart and consumed by the ravens!   



Stop! Enough of this ugly spectacle! Let me turn the eyes to something truly delightful;
see the dark sea kissed by the radiant moonbeams to make this August' night really indelible!
A ship, with its thousands lights reflecting in the steady flow of the waves, is approaching;
the lighthouse's guard announces its arrival...oh, this scene is so fascinating! 


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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THE DAMNED

Enchained thro each eternal hour
Infernal fires consume life's flow'r
No saving grace, no greater powre
	For we who are the Damned

From Youth to Age our course is run
In endless circles with the sun
No end to what was not begun
	No Peace for we the Damned

Our bodies bloom then fade to dust
Then bud anew -- as all things must --
No silent tomb in which to trust
	No sleep for we the Damned

Writ in the weaver's web I see
That human will was never free
What choice is there for such as we?
	No freedom for the Damned

Around and 'round the starwheels go
And haste the heavens to and fro
Their darkling purpose none can know
	Lost Souls are we the Damned

We fear not Yahweh's scornful brow
Nor o'er our Soul His Law allow
Doomed men have no recourse to bow
	Now proudly hail the Damned

Tho dark our days, our Spirits swell
To revel in our self-made Hell
Then pity not we Souls who fell
 	For none shall quell the Damned!


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A Mad Gypsying On

i wonder if those cackling coyotes

hiking the surrounding fields sound

anything like Hell, well, i sure hope not.

Hell would be a terrible place to be.

 

still, i feel and fill with remorse.

it’s the middle of November and

it’s ruthless Ohio with her revenge.

with the love of fall beneath her

and the sparkling of frost in her hair,

beginning in the morning under a

fingernail clipped moon and too

far away stars and few headlights,

ohio offers her lullaby here, now.

 

scraggly pups made of fur and bone,

calloused paws to a calloused ground,

tough like old brick and new cement

and an icy pitch bark that bites back.

 

people are being pulled from these

pages that used to keep me wide awake

but now only keep me sad and conscience

in the too broad daylight in clean clothes

reading things too keep me soul sick,

to correlate with groggy afternoon insanity

that is not like tonight’s cold but like a

burning city, with me, standing—waiting

at the pier with the commotion of some

kind of humanity bleeding from the parks,

avenues, alleys, clubs, bars, and markets

but i only see the smoke and hear the clamor.

 

the rest is made up i suppose,

and my heart in the other senses.

 

but it is too true for those

coyotes in that cold and

i dare not let them in.


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Pretense

from this hatred and negativity my skin crawls onto the floor i am broken but not shattered i wont let this depleted hope be the death of me i will rise back from nothing with full wind in my sails these coasts will never skip these hollow eyes this fragrance of life will find refuge in these nostrils i put my heart up one more time its better there than in my stomach it has been beaten to almost nothing filled with incapacitating lies just open your eyes thats what this world tries to tell me just open your eyes why cant you just see the beauty they say i cant handle the responsibility i cant swing it in this reality the one that they have chosen not the same that we were born into its right here for the taking but through this neglect comes the heartbreak all thats left is to ask questions do you even own a mirror i see this earth on its wedding day nothing short of inspirational my breath becomes the wind my lungs cant find a use anymore. Joseph B. Garcia


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Some Time Ago

 It Happened Quite Some Time Ago,
 this Story I'm about to Tell,
 Way Back a Long Time Ago,
 When I Lived in the Depths of Hell.

 I Drank Potions and Elixirs of Death,
 for Life I Had No Care.
 I Lived for the Ultimate High,
 My Soul Icy Cold and Bare.

 There Was No One I Knew to Care.
 I Was Aimlessly Drifting Through Life,
 and Caring for Nothing at All,
 When I Was Stabbed by a Knife.

 It Was the Knife of Desperation,
 the Loneliness Too Much to Bear.
 That Was the Day I Walked out of Hell
 and I Fell on My Knees in Prayer.

 It All Happened Sometime Back,
 My Troubles Blew Away like the Sand.
 I Got up off My Knees That Day,
With the Help of a Nail Scarred Hand.

 Connie Moore
 May 4, 1997


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Contrast

All I ever knew was darkness, but when I looked into his eyes I saw the light.
All it took was one look, one look had changed my life.
He showed me the rising star, the star most giving.
Its fierce glow allowing all souls to be forgiven.

It shined upon a forgotten path, the one many had abandoned.
So long ago when my soul was all but disburdened.
It shined upon that which I left behind, but a path still remained.
A path I never journeyed, a road waiting to be claimed.

I had only just found the light, but the light was always there.
He continues searching for those living in the dark, stripping us bare.
Teaching us a world where all was open.
Teaching us to cherish each and every moment.

This man wanders into darkness, exposing our sight.
This man roams the shadows, trying to understand our freight.
All I ever knew was darkness, but now I know the light.
But I shall continue to crawl in the night.


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The End or the Beginning

Today’s a day to keep in mind when looking back but not behind
Some doors I’ve closed but not yet locked as I can’t forget what I once thought rocked
There are still some loved ones I wish weren’t out there, I only hope they know I care
It didn’t take long before I did see that in the last year I forgot about me
The sex, the drugs, the need to belong allowed me to make choices I once thought to be 
wrong
My life had become a lot like a game; each turn seemed to change but the outcome the same
See it never really mattered who I welcomed to play because deep down inside I knew not 
one of them would stay
I didn’t fit in and I never caught on that there’s no room in this game for one little pawn
We are used and abused but willingly so because deep down inside we’re feeling so low
I allowed my life to be up for grabs with all at my back allowing the stabs
She tried to beat me and he aimed to hurt me, I fought her back but he won you see
When I got too tired to stay awake he saw an advantage he just had to take
I barely came to when he was just about done this time I had lost and he thought he had won
But he’ll remain in my mind as the tables get turned and when that day comes I’ll watch him 
get burned
See as the rest of the world goes down for a sleep I avoid losing consciousness thanks to 
that creep
So now here I sit where I sat at the start of a life I should’ve never been a part
But I’ll never forget all the lessons I learned and I gained some relationships I definitely 
earned
So now as I lay here I ponder the past I hope it allows me to make a new good thing last
This road I found to self destruction has become the start of a new life including my mom
Good bye and take care as soon you will know where you stand with those people whose true colors will show
The end or the beginning is presented right here, to remember the struggle but discard the fear.


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The Moon Between the Trees

It was the night after the full Moon.
This was the night that I saw the Moon between the trees.
It was huge! It was the color of melon!
My world was lit as my life had instantly risen.
I saw light gray clouds all dismayed with dark blue visions.
My moment had come forth and all at once, 
I felt a life inside myself begin to breathe.
Three decades of life had passed by me.
Cascades of shadows erupting dark and gray!
Now they evolve in true sight and all of this was for my eyes to see!
“Oh My God”, dear God, this is my world mine all mine in every way!
And this is what I have dropped before Thee?
At such a long distance, that glimmer has covered over me.
So many nights I lay before Thee.
Not one word and not even one moment heard.
For it was silence, for I could not breathe!

An hour had passed since I saw the Moon between the trees.
It had vanished and no longer could my own eyes see,
That dark blue vision, the one that would not let me feel a breeze!
I saw that melon with its glimmer, the one that had covered over me.
I felt my breath deep down inside of me and I finally began to breathe.
“Oh My God”! My dearest God, I have found what I lay before Thee!
I have found the vision of gray and how huge it was for my eyes to see!
“My dearest dear God, my only one and true God”, 
Oh my how I have forsaken this precious life you have given to me!


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On Knowing the Dark Side

How does one begin to have recognized
First it requires that one admits to one’s self
Do I live my life in search of perfect health?
Then the dark side has ye hypnotized 

You see the darkness is quite clever
Once you wallow in its fear of loss
Are you starting to understand you pay the cost?
Controlling your destiny forever

Caring not for another human being condition
Driving in you a false perception of need
Increasing in you one’s emotional greed
See now thee that it has a dark mission?


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Oh, the tortured!

His pain was written through his rough and wretched hands,
He quivered and whispered a plead for mercy again.
"Why must this heart break, why must I lose? 
This pain must leave me with no further adu!"
His road was rough, maybe more than one can bare;
that must explain his dark, demented flare.
A tormented genious, some might say.
what else can one do when their world is so gray?
For his Lost Lenore and Sweet Annabel Lee  
He longs and mourns, like the willow weeps.
His words are always with us, in dark and light,
like the Tell Tale Heart beating, that cold night.
He ceased to breathe, leaving no traces
like The Raven flew away, into empty spaces.
"Nevermore, nevermore!" will his heart ache,
for he is now gone, nothing more to break.
Maybe in the dark shadows, we'll feel his words,
Ha! it's not all fantasy, perhaps he's NOT so absurd!


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A Flickering Flame

Ah, a flickering flame with shadows on the wall,
With glimmering lights rolling all around!
I will remember them all!
A flame so high,
But a flame so low,
A burn out in time!
A linger much too slow,
A flickering flame,
A moment that I claim!

Ah, a flickering flame where light covers dark and dark covers light.
With glimmering lights bouncing all over the walls!
A vision of true sight!
A flame so unpredictable,
But a flame so respectable!
A flame hard to know,
And one that can’t be controlled!
A flickering flame,
A moment that I gain!

Ah, a flickering flame showing dim light within its own domain.
With shimmering lights reflecting a glare of golden visions burning too bright!
How very well maintained!
A flame so harmless,
But a flame much too careless!
A flame too passive,
And one that’s way too captive!
Ah, a flickering flame,
A moment that I’m holding with no shame!


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Resolution-

How far away is nowhere?

Could I get there from here?

Would it take a long time? Or none at all,

for me to get there?

I'd like to go there sometime,

and disappear away.

To have that nothingness envelop me,

and forget about this pain.

This illness overtakes me sometimes

and covers up my life.

Steals my joy and happiness,

robs away my rights.

I have to remind myself daily,

my soul has been set free.

Because my body might have lupus,

but lupus does not have me!


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Good Morning To Betrayal -1-

Drapes clashing from a clear, dark night
The remarkable scene- the risk I must take flight

Don't listen to all the commotion 

You are an attrition to hunger
Save it for leftovers 
Molded out of anxiety 

Have no fear
Fate is far from here

Nurture in burning threat
Appease to sorrow
Deny it...no borrowing from the library

Take your flight, you sunlit fairy
On a cloudless, scarlet sky

The stars will motionlessly 
Churn your fate to royal destiny
Take your flight, feel free to flee
Out of the grip of society's downfalls 

Replace it with honor...be my hero for good

Your traits are nothing sinister 
As a carefree, scarlet night 
Conquer the unfailing life
Taking away all the sporadic soars

Please take away the malaise and
Don't burn me up, majestic star

Space of wonders
How could you burn our hearts?
How could you mutter those
Floating aspirations? 
Canceling your circulations

Tangled by lips-spoken twist of lies
Pouring out misunderstood darkness
Outriding the black hole

Who knows what these dark shadows reveal
It's mysteries-- as hard as a bolt to a door

Thrive to carry on, 
you carefree infant

Untie the tightening ceases
I'm unable to catch up...reach out
Overcome this rotting intuition

Severe, sincere sunshine
Hear my morning mourning
It whispers:

"Goodbye to midnight lust...
Good morning to betrayal"

Good morning...
To you, oh miserable soul!

River of weeping wonders
Pass by with a suitable 
Recognizable, scarlet bliss
Send love swimming in
Open water 
Fulfill it with
Morning deligh


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Light Within The Dark

Blind within my dark, I've stumbled and I've faltered
confused and full of fear, not knowing what is real.
I've sinned and made mistakes, have fought my share of demons
I've prayed for death to come to end the way I feel.

Though I've known much pain and had my share of sorrows
and on my burdened soul lay sins that I contrive.
Still within the dark there is a light that shines there
and with His guiding light I know I will survive.

Through His word He's said that all the things I've come to
are the things that He has wanted me to know.
I pray to be forgiven, for strength and the endurance
to make it to the day His reasons He will show.

My soul is light and dark and it has many facets
has felt the Holy Spirit, has known both joy and love
but even when it's black it still does not know hatred
for this and so much more I'm blessed by God above.



Inspired by Michael Jordans Share Your Soul contest


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NIGHT

When  Stars were twinkling  high on the Sky,
When its time to take the blanket and Lye.
All around its serene and dark,it was the Night,
where Soul Wished Sunrise to be  Bright.
Night brings Dreams and Ignites Minds to Think
it brings Peace where all day's fights Sink.
For Some Nights give Fear ,
For Some its time to Cheer and Have Fun,
For Some its time to Miss there Loved Ones.
Night is when  bud grows into Flower,
where Wishes and Hopes gets wings to Fly...

written by:Sanchita Ghosh


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Path To Dehumanization

          Path To Dehumanization

Indifference being the height of inhumanity
Brings us to the loathsome solo sounds of children
In tears with fear and fleeing foreign lands to nowhere
People thinking, that’s not me.  It’s a TV show 
There’s nothing I can do
So moving on
Desensitized, we watch the news in silent isolation
So much violence becomes the common place
Numbed by too much information, we become complacent 
Displaced children and humanity is not our job
Being human is a full time occupation
No one said life would be easy
We live a life but not one worth living for
What was once our reason to feel alive 
Is now detachment, compromised, hanging in the void  
If being a rock or stone was vogue
Replacing feelings
We could move to that location, that environment to feed the cold
It’s so easy to fit that mold 
While children feed their hunger with silent tears
Soulless, waiting for a touch, and feel of peace 
No hope, no soup, no refuge and no you
Empty is the void if you can’t feel
Indifference is the height of inhumanity  
That fills in the holes of history, hungry, looking for some empathy


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Dark But Safe

Darkness falls around me and sometimes you can feel the evil hordes
Sometimes they will hound you and sound like many strange chords.
During these times we need a Friend Who loves us and gives us cheer.
Although it is so dark and we're full of so many awful fears.
In the darkness it seems there are greater temptations that come.
And sure enough if we let down our guard we will more than likely have some.
Eyes watch us from the far corners of the darkness seeing all we do.
Our every move is recorded on some computer brain 
and would scare us if it said "BOO!"
There are creatures that only come out during the dark hours.
Some even wait until it is dark and there are showers.
Our Friend Who is cheering us, no matter what the hour,
Will keep us and the creatures safe, and love us through His great power.


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Breathe deep

This tattered box has finally burst at the seams with shame and regret.
The first breath of fresh air escapes these frigid lungs of mine.
I can feel the warmth of the sun on my pale skin once more.
These hallow eyes once again embracing the light of day.
The creaking sound of a crooked smile hisses through the cracks of my lips.
My body is frail, and far out of date, but I still manage to drag it out of this chaos
The chaos that has poisoned such a light mind to such a dark place.
It's the dark place that has left me blind to happiness for so long.
Here this voice sing of renewal, and relief, I am alive again!
Feb, 08


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Darkness in the belly

If you don’t like me,
It wasn’t a matter,
I analysed me,
And blames myself,
Perhaps my colour is dark 
or my features are ugly,
Or something is wrong in my conversation,
Or you were more wise than me,
I praise for your achievements,
And regards to your sense,
And the full life, I feel shame on me,
To curse my drawbacks.
But your beauty and charming face,
Fell down into my shinning eyes,
As pure water of rain turned into mud,
And my body was covering with shades,
As your hairs were sloping down,
As slopes of mountains,
And earth was eaten by the deep shallows.
Where rays were hiding sense,
To touch the bottom line,
As you had broken my trust.
You aren’t only that cheated me,
Also your credibility shrewd hate,
That was burning into my bellies.
Deep shies were raising as 
Steam from fresh water,
As a morning was opening her eyes,
A sun was growing in the arms of darkness.
A bird was flying over the waves,
As clouds were covering the sunshine,
And tearing tones to realise the earth,
How is poor the sun,
That can’t protect his rays?
And realised me, look at me,
I became dark to eat his shinning,
I realised him after to kill his heat.
Look, how are the cool waves are dancing?
They are thinking, I saved tiny existence..


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Night Camp

On a dark dewy dampened night
Stars sparkle above my campsite

A thick brisk breeze blows through
Toggles my tent nearly in two

Hunched I stand to unzip me out
Tent too cramped without a doubt

Wind blows my hair against my face
Zipping it closed with precise haste

Stepping on top of fallen pine needles
Barefoot I pray there are no beetles

Marveling the stars unerringly strewn
Against a black sky accenting the moon

Inhaling the crispness of the night
Decreases my grief with cogent might

Exhaling those troubles kept deep inside
This evening drenches a dreary façade

Loquacious crickets chirp steady songs
Forcing resolve to end the day’s wrongs

The scent of jasmine lingering on
Allows my spirit to sing its song

Undoubtedly camping feels so right
On a dark dewy dampened night~




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It ends at the sky



The sky is a collage of purple and red
As the sun hits the horizon and goes to bed.
Mixed in the middle are dark blue and gray,
It is so impressive I have to say.

The words are illusive as the moon does rise.
When I need inspiration I look to the skies.
I see this universe so much larger than I.
The stars appear to mark the day gone by.

I look up to see this star shining so bright.
Bringing needed light to the dark night.
It seems like a beacon shining for me.
The twinkling of stars as far as the eye sees.

I sit for a while so I can take it all in.
It’s so quiet I could hear the drop of a pin.
Though I’ve seen this before it is never the same.
The moon rises up to join in the game.

The beauty of these moments set my mind free.
The possibilities before me are as vast as the sea.
It stretches from land to end at the sky
My imagination soars I think I shall fly.


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Cherokee Spirit

It was like that of a breeze it carried, that of an elegance it soared.
Through the heavens she roars as she stood among many.
There the eagle soars with lift of the wind.
It’s there on a hunt, its heart begins.
It’s the belly of the soul needs fulfilling as it fly’s for that of grace.
For as an angel this day, has given me that of God’s grace.
Through them canyons the spirits run wild.
It’s there the fox runs, as it is a maiden at play.
She moves with the swiftness of the wind.
That Indian spirit souring through with hollowing winds.
It’s there I was on the prowl through the desert sands.
That to which was beauty and grace came and swept right in.
Though there is a cloud to which shades the moon.
There is spirit that still fly’s the blues.
They come in many, that to which protects us all. 
There’s always one with heart that will steal it all.
There is always a light that out shines them all.
Even through the dark side of them walls.
It’s the spirit that watches the soul as they live among that of dead souls.
But it’s there that goodness reins.
As my heart I throw with rings. 
It’s there we live to love, is the heart being in love.
That it may be caught and soar with blue winds.
But be protected by that to which stars rein the heavens in the end.
It’s there I would soar with forever more.
As my heart would fly free from that to which is of dark doors.
I would glide with eyes of the spirit as I to would be fulfilled with spirit.
To find my belonging and soar the skies beyond.
That in God we could go far and beyond.
And forever to be loved by what is your grace and eye’s of love.
Knowing there’s a chance of this being true love! 
I would glide the heavens with you and like a hearts first love. 
Give praise for he has sent me one with beauty and wisdom to love.


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Resurrection

Slowly dying day by day
Save me God, oh this i pray
Dead to the world as it seems
Though no one can hear my screams,
Muffled under the weight of night.
Travelin' the tunnel with no end in sight.
Use your hand to guide my way
Down this dark path I go astray.
Darker.
And darker.
The end is coming near.
It's like a horror film and I am filled with fear.
Then around the bend I go.
Anything could save me from this dismal low.
I see the light at the other side.
Oh, God this is a crazy ride.
My entire life flashes before my eyes.
I've walked a thousand miles in shoes that aren't my size.
My heart stops.
It stops.
My eyes open from the darkness and the weight has shifted.
My burdens have beeen lifted.
I see the world unfold before me.
Places to explore in the magical blue sea.
I'm awake adn feeling fresh
A chance to relive my life, but in the same flesh.
I've seen the sacrifices I have made
The path I chose caused my dreams to fade
But now I start anew.
The regrets I have will now be few.
I woke up from this dark nightmare,
Moments like these are rare.
I hear the whispering wind call my name
Telling me to caome away and leave my shame.
Farther.
And farther.
Leave my past behind.
The future is what i need to find.
My eyes have seen the terror without you,
I turn my back to what I have been through.
I have the chance to make a correction,
For it's my own resurrection.


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BLAZE MIRAGE

stars ablaze on a midnight clear,
totally burn out of illusion.
born of innocence and fear,
torn apart from every emotion.
lasting for more than milleniums,
waiting for a miracle.
lost in the mirage;
like a neverending cycle,
clearly more than bottled up images,
gambling on your early life stages.
you start to question:
try to motion for the right emotions,
for the right kind of notions.
like a feeling i've never really fought,
too many uncensored answers to sought.
brain storming trivia that goes without logic,
just crazy with no specific.
bottled-up insane visions,
a hidden illusion within the meaning of all illusions.


Details | I do not know? | |

When There Came a Shadow

Every mirror has a reflection, every light casts a shadow.  Even in the dark there are things that cast a deeper shadow.  From the bog of time and the dregs of memory, there came such a thing that would cast all things into shadow.  It came not from the Devil, though such dark things beget equal terrors.  No, this dark abyss came from the light from which had cast it.  The shadow of a Man, the secret darkly passions of an abused heart.  It was all those things that weighed down on the soul of the Martyr.  From the greatest light comes the greatest shadow.  Ahura Mazda, Cain and Abel, darkest night born from purest soul.  As the sun began to set, the moon would start to rise.  The sweetest dreams start and end with impenetrable black.  So when the Hero stood up once more, his shadow grew longer.  It stretched across the torn hillside as he reached high to hold up Heaven.  With every life saved, the malice of the Fiend grew ever darker.  Kindness begets Hatred.  Selfless sacrifice begets eternal damnation.  The cycle began anew, nay, it never ceased.  The Hero, The Martyr, and his   shadow, the Fiend.


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are you truly free?

are you truly free?
living as God wants you to be
Is It the truth that you seek?
as lies are for the mentally weak

do you live your life in denial?
from day to day through error and trial
Is your life spiritually discrete, 
or under a dark cloud of deceit?

for there are spiritual forces that will sway
in your life each and every day
remember to take It step by step
you're one of God's earthly reps

so remove that dark shroud 
praise the Lord and stand proud
to be an enlistee
in God's spiritual army


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Until Durin Wakes

They stopped for a rest upon leaving the dark mines of Moria
A mist of foam surrounded the weary company
Faint runes marked the stone standing behind them
Ruined works of stone were all that remained of the dwarves ancient homeland
Gimli, stout descendant of Durin could not pass without gazing upon the dark waters
of Kheled-zaram
The hobbits went with him, Frodo the Ring bearer and Sam the faithful friend
If Caradhras ad been less cruel Gandalf, wise Isto, might have joined the three pilgrims
Sadly, they walked down the winding road
Into the dale they walked knowing they must be far away by nightfall
The pilgrim's halted by water's edge
With the bright sun above them, they gazed into the dark pool
What did you think, pilgrims?
What entered your minds as you viewed the plumes of white flame in the dark waters of 
Kheled-zaram?
Beyond grief we gaze into the waters
Shadowless, our stooping forms await the awakening as we stand lost in thought before a 
   crown of stars.


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Truth

Press your thoughts to your mind’s eye.
Peer out through the blackness and grossness
Stuck to your skin like hot black tar
Burning your very being and leaving
It’s deep scars.

Your thoughts have betrayed you.
Focus hard now, for it’s time to think.
Veer back in painful realization and slam
The door on what you now must realize.

Panic strikes deep into your heart
And rips a gigantic hole in your selfishness
And you ache to take it all back inside,
To forget what you just seen like a bad
Mistake.

Voices outside speak the truth and drool
At the notion of your inner truth being revealed
Like a dirty secret.
It sits and taunts your every breath.
Your every word curses your very self-worth.

Murmurs at the backdoor of righteousness
Ooze into a plain color on a slab of coarse stone.
Marble perhaps, its beauty engrained in every 
Sweep of the Creators hand.
But you are not Marble.

Weak and transparent - the wind blows right
Through you and the sun burns your albino skin
You hid in the darkness behind your face.
Scratching your ugly sores that they created.
Murdering the thoughts that pervade your common sense.

Your closet overflows with bones of days gone by
And your true self  hangs dead from a rope binded by Pride.
A rope you created with your own hands.

You accept what you want to see and whip the
Truth back into its dark corner
Screaming and begging you to stop
It’s legs withered and its body old and worn
From years of beatings and abuse.

Truth will not tolerate the dark for long.
It needs the light to heal its wounds.

Think hard now.


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The Moon was just Appearing

I saw the moon was just appearing
behind the dark arms of wide trunks,
then hovering above the leaves ends
but what about trunks those nourished arms,
were still in ignorance of light.
behind the trunks everything was;but in dense
the source with glittering lit enlightened front
but what about the back of living things
were appearing, just the things behind
in the darkness of suspended light
i too watched a little shadow,it shared
to me a displaced body leaving darkness
may it lead to fade me at best
one leaving made me think about me
the ultimate change it going to be-
i felt my darkness lighted
and halted to watch myself
a tiny dark point let me know
to me and the moon and the trunks
the side that light made, was not the side
i could not know before the change
the change i need, don't let me know the light.


Details | Ballad | |

BY THE LIGHT OF THE STARS

A mere speck on the dark blue, 
turning slowly 
Looking for you 
By the light of the stars 

Translucent glow... 
It is you... 
That I got to know... 
By the light of the stars 

Such emotion, 
was there all along 
A secret ocean 
By the light of the stars 

A caress of hand, 
brushed your thoughts away 
Your head on my chest 
By the light of the stars 

Love , reflected, 
in the colour of mars 
On the dark blue 
By the light of the stars 

A mere speck... 
Turning slowly 
Looking for you 
By the light of the stars 


Details | Free verse | |

Diversion

   These woods have
 a path running through 
them
     the dark shadows 
of evening are coming on
   we'll push forward 
hoping to find
  the green pastures
we know lie ahead
     Another turn in the 
path
    and we hear running 
feet from the trees to 
     our right
  let the dim light 
of the dying sun
    be our guide
the forest is dark and mysterious
    If we have to spend 
another night here - we will
The rustling of the leaves
continues
    We blend 
together with the darkening 
woods
  Fragile creatures 
        whose days 'are numbered
    We still dare to hope for 
     green fields filled
with the delightful scent 
    of flowers
    which will greet us
at journey's end


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black but comely

"I am black but comely ", it states in the Holy Scriptures
I am black but beautiful, so why can't people get the picture
she was darkened by the sun which shined upon her skin
she was a comely queen of the desert under the rule of King Solomon
she was the lover and consort of one of the world's wisest men
a black and beautiful sister proud from within
she was identified by many with a variety of different names
and she wore her blackness proudly, without any shame
her family was angry about the hue of her lovely face
they  made her the keeper of  the vineyard, attempting to hide her in place
she labored under the burden of her sun-darkened hue
It sounds like the same situation that Black Americans have gone through

we have struggled with the anger, the hatred and all the pain
we tend to wear our blackness like badges of shame
the word black has taken on a negative connotation
society has instilled in us that being black is a bad situation
black sheep, black magic, black Monday, black ball
black cat, dark horse, black ice, our down fall
I'm black and proud, a concept we need to embrace
I'm black and I'm proud, no longer ashamed of my race
God made me this color, God made me this beautiful dark shade
God made me in His image and I will gladly march in His parade
we need to stop all of the stressing
and just accept from God this blessing
don't get caught up in society's concepts and ideals
abide by the Word of God and the truth will be revealed
If you think big,, then you will grow
If you think wise, then you will know
If you think high, you will reach the top
If you think low, then your self-esteem will drop
we've been burdened, bruised, broken and blundering
always being short-shifted, scared, scrambling and stumbling
at some point we need to get out of our mental captivity
let go and let God give us a positive mentality
economically as a people we need to start moving ahead
be manufacturers and producers and stop buying instead
as a people, we will no longer accept the word "No" 
society needs to understand that God is running this entire show
no longer in bondage, no longer to feel trapped
expanding our minds to new possibilities that have been untapped
no longer to think about anything that's not spirit-led
thinking in the positive with the thoughts in our heads
thinking only on those things where Father God has our backs
we're comely, we're beautiful, we're proud and we are black




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GUARD DUTY

Today the gates were fortified, first time since I've been here. 
The razor wire and barricades help to justify my fear. 

Half the city went dark last night and now it's dark again. 
And I can feel the cold of war, it’s slowly creeping in. 

I've never seen a night so dark with stars afraid to shine. 
Or felt a fear that starts to shear the fabric of my mind. 

"No one enters", "Shoot to kill", my orders weren't candy coated. 
So I stand here in full battle gear, rifle locked and loaded. 

My nerves are shot, I try to swallow but the lump is getting bigger. 
One hand calms my beating heart and one hands on the trigger.
 
If this goes down I pray to God, "please Lord let me be spared". 
'cause prayings all I know to do, I've never been this scared. 

The sounds of war are closer now, closer than they've been before. 
And I'm prepared to fight the fight, should hell come to my door.
 
No one enters be him friend or foe, unless I give a yes. 
And "halt" is just a four letter word between life and death. 

My mind drifts for a moment but a moments all I need. 
To ask myself with all I've seen and felt, is this place changing me? 

When I leave here and I go home, who will people see? 
Will I be someone they don't know, or who I used to be? 

I'm not sure I know myself, this place can take it's toll. 
But I play the hand that I was dealt and I didn't come to fold. 

I'll go all in if that's what it takes, I came prepared to fight. 
So I'd stay clear and don't come 'round here, 
While I'm on watch tonight.


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Displayed Power

A power so great is displayed in dark souls,
recovering the damage that comes with being self.

It seeks to renew what has been put away and 
dwells in a place that no man can go.

It devours all fear like the sea does the waves
and the son in His delight of, Mercy, 
shines down on dark souls of woe!

The sky is yet blue though it seems we've lost our way,
our new heart so humble is driven on by faith;
it is simply turned to Christ.

It has washed us clean. Yes, washed into purity
and now we are led by the way of Grace.

Through faith we follow, simply follow  for 
we know that in doing so we cannot go wrong!


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THE GOLDEN SOUL

I step ashore 
I now know............ 
What is is all for 
To come this far so 

These people mingle, 
my thoughts tingle 
These spirit lights, 
change these dark nights 

This ethereal glow 
Emanates from the isle 
Known only to us so 
The ones chosen to be......................... 
The happy 

Dark glassy sea, 
protects me 
Those who live, 
those who forgive..................... 
Come to be 

Golden lives, 
step ashore 
They now know, 
what it is all for 
What the spirit contrives, 
golden lives 
Carried by golden dhow 

This golden dawn, 
new lives reborn 
The golden throng 
This is where they belong 

For the life now passed, 
the golden soul continues to last 
The spirit lights, 
that mingle 
Light up the dark nights, 
their thoughts tingle 

This happy place to be 
So far,far away, 
on the dark glassy sea 
Is much more than I can say, 
for the golden spirits mingle.................. 
and play 

Spirit world, 
my golden light unfurled 
Spirit light 
on an island 
So bright 


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GOLDEN JOURNEY

Gold sails of light, 
silently carrying me 
in dead of night 

Soft billow of golden sail, 
takes the lead, 
I hold the rail, 
watching increasing speed 

This dead of night, 
glassy dark blue sea, 
this silence, 
carries me 
Far,with gold sails of light 

I do not steer this vessel, 
I am its only passenger, 
my thoughts I must wrestle 

This glow from golden light, 
from sail, 
through the night, 
carries me , 
far on dark glassy sea 

No ripple disturbed, 
golden sails reflected 
on dark glassy sea, 
I am unpeturbed, 
no fear detected, 
for this ship only carries me 

No stars to guide 
in this dark of night, 
this silent ship does glide 
with gold sails of light 

For ,far ahead 
is an island 
bathed in soft yellow light 
is this where I have been led? 
For I see many gold sails, 
so bright! 

These golden sails of light, 
carry me 
back to the fold, 
for the precious cargo that they hold, 
is my soul 

I step ashore, 
I now know what is is for, 
my body I leave behind, 
a new beginning I find 

This dark glassy sea 
is not for me, 
gold sails of light 
are what makes it right, 
for this is meant to be 

For,in this new land 
the golden sails have spanned, 
carried me here 
For I have no fear 
For I am........ only me 


Gold sails of light 
over dark glassy sea 
Silently carrying me 
to island ,so bright 


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The Dark King

"All blades perish that pierce the Dark King" - J.R.R. Tolkien "The Return of the 
King"

    Ringwraith - Morgul lord
    Veiled in shadow
    riding on a dark black steed
    Prisoner of his own desire for power
    He has become a slave of 
    Mordor
    Once proud leaders of 
    mortal men     
    The nine drew them 
    all to the Necromancer
    Now they must do his 
    bidding
    The most powerful of the nine rides forth
    Seeking the one
    which their shadowy master
    is searching for
    Nine walkers set out 
    against the Nine Riders
    The leader of the Dark Riders is a wraith twisted
    by lust for power
    The nine walkers 
    have one who
    has resisted temptaion
    and who will soon be
    dressed in white
   The darkness versus the light
   Thus it is now
   Thus it shall ever be  


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You Are With Me Now

Hold me forever and wipe the tears from my face;
Just beyond my tears and the rain, Your light shines brightly.
Your faith shines through all my dark and gloomy days;
Your face I seek for Your love I know, I feel it so, Your
quiet love that is never beyond my reach.

All the way I will go for Your faith is my strength and my 
flesh is subdued; as the flower must fade, so do my dreary 
and dark days that threaten my soul. You show me Your faith as the
stars in the sky, as the infinite blue that is surrounding me.
                 You are with me now!


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THE SMALLEST............


This sword
dragging behind

This brave warrior bold
returning from the cold
His story to be told

His enemies slain
on this momentous day
Dead where they lay
Skies weeping,
with cold rain

For,up in the the top trees
among the scree and stone
The dark ones
Venture forth
Daily,they come

Flashing silver fire
Elven sword put to work
Dark ones feeling elves ire
Dark ones lurk

Steady blue eyes
Reflect enemies slain
Under cold skies
Under cold winter rain

The smallest........
With the greatest..........
Courage

The heart to conquer all
in something so small
Flashing silver sword
Has struck a chord

Tiny elf to defend......
his way
On this momentous day
Wounded elves to tend

Daily battles won
Struggle to hold
It has just begun
This elfs' story to be told

The dark ones
They do not fear
But wonder why
They come to lurk and leer,
under cold grey sky

Ror,the battle for good
triumphs over evil
As it could
Daily above
in scree and top wood
Elves defend their love

The smallest...........
with the greatest............
courage




Details | I do not know? | |

Night Time

Night Time
Night Time 
Oh 
How 
I love the Night

It's Dark out
It's Dark out
Oh
How 
I love the Dark

Dark Night 
Bright Night
Oh 
How 
I love the Night

It's Night time
It's Night time
Oh
What
A Wonderful Night.


Details | Ballad | |

MYSTERIES OF THE HEART

Shadows, flew 
across my heart 
Dark too 

Such dark beauty 
Such mystery 
Shadows too, 
in the heart 

Amidst the shadows 
A light grew 
A spark... 
A rose... 
That was me 

Spilling out 
Petals falling 
Colour calling, 
I heard it shout 

To travel 
so far... 
Mysteries of the heart 
Such dark beauty, 
becoming light 

The smokiness within 
The battle of light 
The battle of dark 
A curious whim 
A curious spark 

Light and shadows, 
flew across my heart 
Such beautiful things 
Cannot rest in the 
mysteries of the heart 


Details | I do not know? | |

Hope

In all truth we are anything we believe
If you see and take away what deceives
We are life, angels in disguise
We are death, air that’s painted in lies

If you feel, right and wrong will be shown
If you breathe, limits will reach the unknown
We are hope, never deny that we’re here
We are loss only when we give into our fear

There is light, a source that can never die
But in dark it fades and falls from our sky
In this realm dark is taking our eyes
In this place the light is only denied

Genocide, paper made with our blood
Selling lies, people fearing and wearing hoods
In this time the dark is taking our skies
But it's no crime if we ignore every cry

I decide life deserves some reprieve
Here I stand, with my hope I learn to retrieve
Something true, something I only believe
If we’re through, at least I will never grieve
It is light that will find its peace


Details | I do not know? | |

GOLDEN JOURNEY

Gold sails of light, 
silently carrying me 
in dead of night 

Soft billow of golden sail, 
takes the lead, 
I hold the rail, 
watching increasing speed 

This dead of night, 
glassy dark blue sea, 
this silence, 
carries me 
Far,with gold sails of light 

I do not steer this vessel, 
I am its only passenger, 
my thoughts I must wrestle 

This glow from golden light, 
from sail, 
through the night, 
carries me , 
far on dark glassy sea 

No ripple disturbed, 
golden sails reflected 
on dark glassy sea, 
I am unpeturbed, 
no fear detected, 
for this ship only carries me 

No stars to guide 
in this dark of night, 
this silent ship does glide 
with gold sails of light 

For ,far ahead 
is an island 
bathed in soft yellow light 
is this where I have been led? 
For I see many gold sails, 
so bright! 

These golden sails of light, 
carry me 
back to the fold, 
for the precious cargo that they hold, 
is my soul 

I step ashore, 
I now know what is is for, 
my body I leave behind, 
a new beginning I find 

This dark glassy sea 
is not for me, 
gold sails of light 
are what makes it right, 
for this is meant to be 

For,in this new land 
the golden sails have spanned, 
carried me here 
For I have no fear 
For I am........ only me 


Gold sails of light 
over dark glassy sea 
Silently carrying me 
to island ,so bright