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Details | Blank verse | |

Acceptance

Opened like a morning leaf
exposed beneath the moon,
Resting in the tentacles
of a clouded ink coccoon.
Wringing hands now rest at peace-
the solitude of night,
a lantern in the wilderness
the miracle of flight.
Dancing on the tabletops
or falling from a swing,
is noticing the networking
of every living thing.
Observation is the art
that shows a single frame,
experience will turn to stone
the given and the gained.


Details | Free verse | |

Sometimes

Sometimes I am happy, sometimes I am sad.
Sometime I sing, sometimes I stammer

Sometimes I dance on the music of my soul, Sometimes I dance on the fingers of 
one single person
Sometimes I expect so much from others; sometime I myself can’t meet my own 
expectations.

Sometime I make fun of others and feel bad later, sometimes life makes fun of me 
and I smile
Sometime I win and sometimes I lose, sometimes I don’t even understand whether I 
won or lost.
 
Sometimes I laugh as if whole world is with me,
Sometimes I cry as if I am alone wandering in a strange land

Sometimes I give up so easily
Sometimes I work so hard that no one can stop me to achieve what I want

Sometimes I am dynamic person, who wants to change the world,
And sometimes I am a kid who expects anyone to embrace him tightly.

Sometimes I feel happy about the achievement of my enemy
Sometime I feel dejected with my own success.

Sometimes I help others and show them the right path
Sometimes I feel totally helpless and don’t know where to go

Sometimes I ask god to please give my past back
Sometimes I pray to show me the way forward


Life is composed of SOMETIMES and I just flow with that.
U admit or not but you are also sailing on the same boat.
So join me and enjoy it EVERYTIME as SOMETIMES life is very short!


Details | Light Poetry | |

Fatherless Child

There once was a day I would watch every airplane.
Praying you was on it to come take me away.
As a child I wanted you around until the day, you actually came.
The day you came is the day my life forever changed.
I remember as if it was yesterday when you physically violated me.
Mental visions as early as the age of eight, but old enough to vociferate.
Visualizing mental pictures in my mind while I am awake very aware of the improper abuse I take.
Your body on me feels something like an autopsy of a dead body.
While you lay on top of me as you press aggressively on me.
Against my will your force kept me still.
I am trying to understand if you recognize who I am.
I try to say no hoping you can comprehend; I am weakling as you apprehend.
Mentally and physically I became involuntarily your property. 
A main character in a horror story, and you were my predatory.
I asked “God why?” as I bare to stare into his eyes.
This is not thee love I seek; all I wanted was my father to love me, but not like this injustice of violation of my rights.
This love is not real; not the love I wished to feel.
As he tries to stick his tongue into my mouth too young to know what this is all about.
I grip my lips painfully tight as he tries to slip his tongue inside.
I close them tighter with all my might, as he whispers, “let me love you right” 
I beg him to leave as he pried my legs open with his knees my insides scream “somebody please help me!”
As he whispers how much he loves me I’m praying for God to just kill me.
I rather be dead then a man’s punching bag.
As I lay there my body was dead, and I laid my soul to rest.
I looked around the room and seen the Old Spice on the desk the same fragrance he wore around his neck.
The sun began to rise as he began to close my thighs.
In that moment in time I had made up my mind any man that ever say they love me was just telling lies.
I learned the hard way that love does not kill your inside; love does not take your pride.
A fatherless child I shall forever reside.
Every day that passes that little eight-year-old girl dies slowly inside.
Asking Jesus,” Why permit this?” and he slowly whispers…as I gently whimpers, “faith is the light that guide you through the darkness, my words reflecting as a lamp unto my feet.”
“Walk unto my path I’m here to carry the weak, come into me you are weary and overburdened. I will carry the pain you have obtained.”
“I am your father and you are my child you are never fatherless because I’m always around.”


Details | Narrative | |

The Beauty in Belle

There once was a girl,
Who's name I can't tell.
To spare her the pain,
I'll just call her Belle.

Belle was a beauty
And all the beasts could see,
She was everything in a girlfriend
That they wanted theirs to be.

Belle was so trusting,
Because she was never treated wrong,
But little did she know that
Her innocence wouldn't last long.

She had two friends,
Sasha and Trevor,
And a boyfriend that she thought
She'd love forever.

Her boyfriend, Sam,
And Trevor were friends.
So this fearsome foursome
Had fun to no end.

The youngest of the four
But the smartest, she thought.
But what a friend was
Was not what she was taught.

Trevor and Belle
Would hang out all day.
She would try to be like him
In her own boyish way.

You see, the Trevor I speak of
Was King of the Beasts
And everything he wanted
Was laid at his feet.

And, although curious,
Belle stayed true to Sam
And that made Trevor feel
That he was less of a man.

One day, in a summer
5 years ago,
Belle told me something
I needed to know.

She told me what happened
The day that she ran.
The day that will forever
Be burned in the sand.

She told me what happened
When she looked over her shoulder
And saw him walking towards her
As the room grew colder.

She told me her tears
Were no match to his power.
She told me what made this beast
A coward.

She told me she screamed
And hollered and yelled
But her cries were soon muffled
By his lips, dry and pale.

She told me how she felt
The day that she was bruised.
Never in her life
Had she felt so used!

I asked her why she didn't fight
Or get tough like she does on the field.
She just said I'd never know the 
Weakness that I would feel.

I couldn't help but to cry for her
As she blamed herself.
Belle had always wanted to be
The beauty on everyone's shelf.

"But not like that," she said to me,
"Not with one of my friends."
She let a tear roll down her face
As she spoke of her life's end.

Some may ask why'd she tell me;
"What made her come to you?"
I simply look at them and say,
"You don't know Belle like I do."

I know this story in great detail
And if you look real close you'll see
The tear I shed while writing this
Because...Belle is me.


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 | Rhyme | |

GARDEN OF FAITH

Death disrobes the body of our fancy garments,
And clothes us with more common fashion:
A mere loincloth of sky blue silk,
So that we may feel the warm passion,
Of  resurrection’s gorgeous spring
And the spiritual blessings it will bring.

So sleep on calmly with Jesus,
Beneath your coverlet of blue skies,
And know that the summer garden of ease
Will be there when you arise,
Like a lovely blossom given birth
From a shriveled seed in the earth.






Details | Verse | |

Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart


Details | Rhyme | |

Rehab

So much I wanted to say. So much I wanted to shout.
It was like being trapped behind bars without a way
to get out.
My mind going wild with all these questions of why.
The only way to escape was to fall asleep or to cry.
What did I do so bad that made me have to pay?
My friends, my dreams, and my life was swepped away.
I know I can do it! I try and I try.
Nothing seems to get better. I sometimes wish
I would Die.
Starved for attention. I wanna talk to the world.
I just miss being loved. Miss the warmth of a girl.
Snickers and stairs is what my life has become.
I'm treated like I'm a kid, like I'm sick, or I'm dumb.
One day to the next. Life becomes work just to be alive.
I thank god for my blessings. I thank god I survived.
I finally see some improvement. More hope tickles
my brain.
It was worth all the time, all the tears, all the pain.
I awake with a smile and new hope to move on.
I did it! I did it! All those hard times are gone!


Details | I do not know? | |

i began to write love on my arms<3

[beforehand i just want to let you know that i wrote this in honor of November 17th. which is 
To Write Love On Her Arms Day. im hoping to come up with a better one before than. but i 
still hope you enjoy this quickly-wrote one(: ]

this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my struggle,
my fall downs, 
&& all the breakdowns.
this is about every wound i placed upon my body.
over 60 self inflicted wounds,
that as my story went on they began to heal.
i stoped writing "give up" 
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my past.
how it haunted me for years,
&& how im still running from some of it.
this is how i went from a hood rat,
to me actually caring about myself.
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about how i learned to keep the bottle off of my nightstand.
i dont need liquor running through my veins 24/7.
i started to look at life through sober eyes.
i began to write love on my arms<3
&& as i wrote this day after day, i saw that i was loved. 
i found comfort in better things then pills, liquor, && razorblades.
&& even though i am still in healing,
my story is not over.
&& it will never be.
i still write love on my arms<3


Details | Free verse | |

in memory of a rose

your velvety blossoms
slowly withers away
once tender roots
have now decayed
at the thought i cringe
such insidious disease
gradually infects
each and every leaf

moldy black spots
crinkled stained edges
your magnificent growth
gradually suppresses
your unsurpassed beauty 
now fuzzed up and gray
crinkled debilated stems
a dull distorted array

shoots barely opened
leaves now curled and bent
such unforgettable moment
your petals soon descend
your spicy scent has drifted
such sickly brittle vein
Flowers now discolored
and left to thrive on pain

after months of nurturing
your once marvelous display
the thought of you slowly wilting
has left me in dismay



*My theme is taken from Constance's Poem "in Memory of a rose"*


Details | I do not know? | |

Whispers

I once heard a saying,
that the happiest people are the saddest
Shining because they’ve seen the darkest
Like the lotus that grows out of mud
Or the rotting stump that bears a bud..

You never know what troubles the mind
So be careful with words unkind
The glowing person just beside you
Could be a crumbling ruin behind the hairdo
 Most people struggle everyday
Souls burdened with decay..

I guess it takes a lot of courage
To act normal with that damage
Hard to believe that under the surface
Lives a soul with no purpose
A cry for help won’t be any crisper
Listen to the their inner whisper..


Details | I do not know? | |

What If

Hey people why you listen to the people that don’t matter. You all get mad when the talk 
sh&t and when they put you down. Why do you think they continue to do it? It is because 
they get a reaction out of you and it drives them to get more. They feel like they have 
control over you and they are your masters and its pathetic. I’m not innocent no one is. 
Everyone does it either because they have had it done to them or because they feel like 
they have to be noticed. I’ve realized if you just laugh and completely ignore them you will 
have a better life and it will make life out to be better then what you thought it could ever 
be.  I know I can’t say I’m fully able to ignore everyone but it’s a process I have made a lot 
of progress and I have learned I am a lot happier and feel way better when I just laugh or 
walk away. If people actually stopped and didn’t say anything and laughed about it more 
people would stop bullying. I know it’s very hard to believe me and it’s a process I think 
everyone needs to take. Who are they to judge you? You are the only one who needs to 
accept you for you. If you can’t accept what you are and what your personality is without 
being embarrassed about it you can’t live with anyone else. If you stop right now and think 
about all of the times you retaliated and said something back at the person that was 
bothering you did it get better or did it get worse and ay what if I don’t say anything maybe I 
won’t get angry and maybe they will leave me alone. If you can take the first step even 
though it is the hardest one there is to take you will have a better outlook on life and 
yourself and you will be happier then you could ever imagine.  I don’t care who you are if 
you will only make the first step the next steps are a lot easier and you will learn to live life 
to the fullest and it will make you have more friends and you will have a better life style and 
you will have more fun instead of always being mad and sad and depressed. If everyone in 
the world would just take that one fateful step it would make all of the difference.


Details | Narrative | |

Quit That Tapping

like the raven 
who taps taps upon 
your chamber door
do not fret my Virginia
for it's my shadow
moving across the floor
this is what I'm telling you my darlin
and nothing more

beneath lattice
I still call your name
come to me virginia
come hear the tap tap 
upon your chamber door
for only you my love 
I surrender and never more

wind howls in blanket snows
here I stand so all alone
broken hearted and misconstrued
my Virginia who lies under stars and moon
just a tap tap upon your chambers door
tis I and nothing more

tales of hidas truth
blackbird sings harps cords
just like the tap tap upon your chambers door
my sweet Virgina whom I adore
for there'll be love waiting and nothing more

as I lay right next to you in this tomb
I counted only seven who have even knew
the times of this raven who 
tapped tapped upon your chambers door
twas only I and will be never more


Tribute To Edgar Allen Poe
And His Young Bride Virginia
Also To His Poem The Raven


Details | Rhyme | |

Just Reach

just reach your hand out to the sky
pull your loved ones back to your side

lets get to say one more goodbye
for we never wanted them to go away and die

as now the days and nights lay 
in such sweet disguise

so let us once again our lord
stare into their illumating eyes

as we reach out for them 
in your broad horizon sky

and get to hold and kiss them
even if their not by our sides

for if this is however feels when we die
then I'd like to be that angel in that sky

so I can just reach out right back
and wipe their tears too from their eyes



Tribute To Our Loved Ones
On The Other Side
May You All RIP


Details | Lyric | |

The Certainty of What Might Have Been!

In the loss of expectation,
for a loved one, a lovely dream;
one that is, one that will be, one that will depart. 
We grieve, we wonder, we imagine.
We wonder about what might have been, 
we imagine what could have been.
Yet, in the uncertainty of what might have been, 
what could have been, 
there lies the certainty of what is, what will be;
the certainty of our love, 
for that loved one, for that lovely dream.
In this certainty, lies our solace, 
sufficient to secure our peace,
stable to stand the challenge of circumstance, 
strong to stand the test of time,
fit to fill the hollow echoes of uncertainty,
certain to dispel the uncertainty of what could have been;
the uncertainty of what might have been

(Dedicated to Dora Serna)



Details | Rhyme | |

The King Of Pop

from his abc's
to that freaky billy jean

came a pop star 
for all to love and see

from the apollo's stage
wondered if you were ready for screaming rage

for you never had a childhood of bliss
only done what was on joseph's list

a studded white glove 
and white socks just because

a star on the hollywood walk of fame
for you sang and danced showing no shame

scandals of twisted truth
did not detour you from your missing youth

neverland was your own safari escape
who would figure your best friend would be a chimp of faith

michael may god cradle you in his arms
and basked in your king of pops worldly charm

will forever miss that porcelain smile
and always think of you on my radio dial

for now your at your heavens trial
may god forgive this lost and lonely child




In Loving Memory Of
Michael Joseph Jackson
Aug 29th 1958 - June 25th 2009

           RIP


Details | Bio | |

Been There

A gunshot to the head
A knife to the chest
If this is the only way out 
What happens to the rest
Losing your best friend 
Is no reason to end your life
Suicide is not the key
So put down that gun or knife
Is it that your father 
Is dying from lung cancer
Don't give up now
Because only God knows the answer
Whatever it may be
It's not worth the rest of your life
So please for my sake
Just put down that knife
I may not be your mother
Or even your best friend
But please atleast take notice 
To all the love I send
You are a great person
Inside and out
So please let others see
What you are all about
Trust me when I say
I have been there in the past
Drop the sorrow 
Because your dreams have got to last
I'm not trying to tell you
What to say or what to do
I'm just letting you know
How much that I love you


Details | Blank verse | |

Sympathy for the Sun

     Just call it sympathy 
for the sun
      As the moon rises
the sun is displaced
      by a cold orb
The day is over and 
our star has done it's job
Call it sympathy 
for the sun
We're moving under 
a full moon
  Bravely it sends down 
it's bright beams to this 
    planet
But for life to prosper 
   we need more light
Night will pass
    We wait for 
the return 
         of the golden orb
   call it sympathy for the sun
     Find that the battle's won
Just call it sympathy for the sun 


Details | Free verse | |

Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them


Details | Lyric | |

This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 


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
!!


Details | Verse | |

That Girl

Everyone thinks they know that girl. At 
least they think they do. 
You know that girl that makes everyone 
laugh, and is a class clown. Who used 
to be a star athlete. And had everything 
going for her.
Yeah that girl that everyone thinks they 
know
She became homeless at the age of 16 
due to a house fire.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
Yet that girl is still laughing away and 
making everyone laugh, but isn't the 
same inside, No, Something inside of 
her changed they way she felt.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She became mentally ill, she was 
diagnosed with major depression and 
bipolar disorder. She was always under 
medication, so you never knew what 
side of her you where going to get.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
No one knew how much she hated 
hearing sirens go off, or how she 
couldn't stand seeing fire trucks. She 
struggled living her life daily.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She lost her closes friends cause she 
shut them out and nearly lost them all.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
From what I hear it's been 3 years 
since the fire and that girl is barely 
getting her sight of her future back.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She is talking to her lost friends again, 
but just isn't the same for her, so she 
has to make new ones. Which means 
she has no one.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She is happier now and is looking 
forward to graduating and moving on 
from this chapter of her life and letting 
go.
How do I know so much of her?, well 
"that girl" is me.Yeah that girl that 
everyone thought they knew. 
But im fine now. Sure I have my 
downfalls, but I still get up and smile. 
THAT GIRL IS ME, I AM THAT GIRL.


Details | Couplet | |

The Homeless Are Human Too

Imagine a vagrant...asleep on a bench
Imagine his body.....alive with foul stench
Picture this if you can/his life in the past
His mother a drunk, his father lives fast
Cast from his home at a tender young age
Still going to school at the puberty stage
Thrown to the streets to live as a bum
Nobody caring/his future looks glum
But, The Homeless Are Human, despite disbelief
Most even have Wisdom, bring comfort/relief
So, when you start thinking they belong locked in a zoo
Just remember my Friends....that this could be you


Details | Rhyme | |

Tuesday 1st May, My own true poem celebrating Tuesday the 1st May

On Tuesday  the 1st of May.

We will  celebrate this very special day,

Balloons will  float through the sky.

So if you see us letting them off you will know the reason why,

We are celebrating 20+ years to this very day,

The day our lives changed forever,

The day the bully was not so clever.

The moral of this story is in.

The fact that you must never let the bully win.

No matter how scared you really are inside,

No matter how many tears you have cried.

So if you look  up and see one of our balloons floating in the sky

You will  know the reason why.






 


Details | Rhyme | |

May God Comfort You In Your Loss

I'm sorry to hear about your
 loved one passing away.
I know that in heaven, you shall
be with him someday.

Life's adversities are at times
 hard to explain.
Sometimes, very quickly, 
circumstances can change.

I pray that through your loss, 
sorrow and pain.
You'll find comfort and 
joy in Jesus' name.

May his arms of tender
mercy and grace,
bring love to your heart and
a smile on your face.

May God's presence bring an
assurance to your soul,
knowing that God is with you no 
matter where you go.

Through all that's happened, 
 I pray you will find.
God's wonderful joy, his comfort
and a peace of mind.

On the stormy seas of life, 
with God, you shall prevail.
His promises and love for
you will never, never fail.

By Jim Pemberton 
2006


Details | Rhyme | |

We Miss You Uncle Herman


When we think of our friend Herman Weeks.
We think of a person very gracious and sweet!

He was always a pleasure to be around!
And brought laughter to his side of town!

From everyone that’s had a chance to meet him.
He was special!  We’ll never forget him!

He was very humble, gracious and kind!
People like him are special!  And hard to find!

We knew from the day that he met Snow.
She helped to make his empty life whole!

The creations and many things he made.
Were wonderful works of his hands displayed!

His service to the country and fellow man.
Is a beautiful gift that few understand!

Over the years, he’s brought joy to our hearts!
We’ve all loved him from the very start!

Thank you Lord! For blessing us from above.
For Herman and his heart filled with love.

We know now he’s in a better place.
Filled with God’s presence and his grace.

Our lives have been blessed to have him with us!
We’ll miss him!  He sure has blessed us!

To Herman we give our hearts filled with cheer!
We love you very much and wish you were here!

By Jim Pemberton
















Details | Senryu | |

Innovation Invigorates Inspiration: Tribute To Michael Jackson

My main man Michael Where you’re is where you’re, J Keep shining like stars ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ © Joseph Spence, Sr., 6/28/09 © All Rights Reserved ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran. ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~


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A Story My Mother Told Me

someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


a wife left South Africa in the 1960’s to join her husband 
who was in exile at the time...

in 1970 the husband was sent by the African National Congress to India to be its representative there...

the husband and wife spent two years in Bombay...

one afternoon the husband fell and broke his leg...

the wife knocked on their neighbour’s door, in an apartment complex in Bombay

the neighbour was an old Punjabi lady...

the wife asked the neighbour for a doctor to see to the injured husband...

a Parsi ‘Bone-Setter’ was promptly summoned...

the husband still recalls his anxiety of seeing ‘Bone-Setter’ written on the Parsi gentleman’s bag...

by the way, the ‘Bone-Setter’ worked his ancient craft and surprisingly for the husband, his broken leg healed quite soon...

but still on that day, while the ‘Bone-Setter’ was seeing to the husband...

the wife and the old Punjabi lady from next door got to talking about this and that and where these new Indian-looking wife and husband were from as their accents were clearly not local...

the wife told the elderly Punjabi lady that the husband worked for the African National Congress of South Africa and had left to serve the ANC from exile...

and that they had left their two children behind in South Africa and that they were now essentially political refugees...

the Punjabi lady broke down and wept uncontrollably...

she told the foreign woman that she too had had to leave her home in Lahore in 1947 and flee to India with only the clothes on her back when the partition of the subcontinent took place and Pakistan was formed and at a time when Hindus from Pakistan fled to India and vice versa...

the Punjabi lady then asked the foreign woman her name...

‘Zubeida’, but you can call me ‘Zubie’...

the Punjabi woman hugged Zubie some more, and the two women, seperated by age and geography, wept, sharing a shared pain...

the Punjabi woman told Zubie that she was her ‘sister’ from that day on, and that she felt that pain of exile and forced migration and what being a refugee felt like...

Zubie and her husband Mosie became the closest of friends with the Hindu Punjabi neighbours who were kicked out of Pakistan by Muslims...

then came the time for Mosie and Zubie to leave for Delhi where the African National Congress office was based...

the elderly Punjabi lady and Mosie and Zubie said their goodbyes...

a year or two later, the elderly Punjabi lady’s daughter Lata married Ravi Sethi and the couple moved to Delhi...

the elderly Punjabi lady called Zubie and told her that her daughter was coming to Delhi to live and that she had told Lata, her daughter that she had a ‘sister’ in Delhi...

Lata and Ravi Sethi then moved to Delhi...

This was in the mid-1970’s...

Lata and Zubie became the closest of friends and that bond stayed true, and stays true till today, though Zubie is no more, and the elderly Punjabi lady is no more...

the son and the husband still have a bond with Lata and Ravi Sethi...

a bond that was forged between Hindu and Muslim and between two continents across the barriers of creed and time...

a bond strong and resilient, forged by the pain and trauma of a shared experience...

and that is why, and I shall never stop believing this, that hope shines still, for with all the talk of this and of that, and of that and of this, there will always be a simple woman, somewhere, anywhere, who would take the ‘other’ in as a sister, a fellow human...

and that is why there will always be hope...
hope in the midst of this and of that and of that and of this...

hope...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


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Marla

Marla was a friend of mine I knew from working at UTMB Over 10 years we worked together In the department of pathology Though we actually worked In two different locations there We still became pretty good friends Leaving me memories of times we shared Besides her friendship with me To all, Marla was very helpful She knew her job exceptionally well And was always professional Our department felt confident As we knew Marla was the one To work in an accurate manner And get any task completely done Marla attended a few SSP luncheons We would both go there to meet She came as my guest a few times And we would save each other a seat I’ll carry the memories of Marla With me throughout my living years I know that when it’s my time to go She’ll be saving a good seat for me up there Florence McMillian (Flo)


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Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


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May God Comfort You During Your Loss

May God Comfort You...


I'm sorry to hear about your loved one passing away.
I know that in heaven, you shall
be with him someday.

Life's adversities are at times hard to explain.
Sometimes, very quickly, 
circumstances can change.

I pray that through your loss, sorrow and pain.
You'll find comfort and joy in Jesus' name.

May his arms of tender
mercy and grace,
bring love to your heart and
a smile on your face.

May God's presence bring an
assurance to your soul,
knowing that God is with you no 
matter where you go.

Through all that's happened,  I pray you will find.
God's wonderful joy, his comfort
and a peace of mind.

On the stormy seas of life, 
with God, you shall prevail.
His promises and love for
you will never, never fail.

By Jim Pemberton 


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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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Boat Of Poverty

Why this boat?
Could it be boat of destitution?
Conveying Epidemics, Hunger, Rags,
Malnutrition and Illiteracy.

Descend from me!
Banish from my world!
You cursed word!
You that called education a"Privilege"!
Patrimony of ghetto!

W.H.O called you "Lion of Africa",
U N called you "Agenda ".
Predicament to black,
Livelihood to white.

Harking to conviction,
Capsize and raise no more.
For "Black Rose" to smile again
On the land of plenty.


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God Bless The Garbage Man

Though this is written like a poem it is
more of a thank you letter.

God answers prayers in so many ways
he brings us people to help keep the faith
he gave to me a sweet, sweet man
who helped me truly understand
when i was low and ready to give up
see i was broke 
Without a job, no money, no food, no gas in the car
My husband needed to go and find work
To help his family stay a float
We saw the garbage man outside
We feared he'd come to take our garbage can
So we rushed out side to ask him not too
He said he wasn't there too
He just came to empty our can
'Cause the regular garbage man had passed us up
Now here is were God steps in
My husband and the garbage man talk outside for quit awhile
Tears fill my heart when I think of what comes next
My husband leaves and comes right back
He tells me that the garbage man has put $23 of gas in our van
My heart must of skipped a beat, I could not believe his generosity
Though it does not stop there
Apparently the garbage man has also given us $40 in cash
His only wish is was that it was not spent on cigarettes or booze 
This money was for my family to get food
So often we forget how God lends a helping hand
God does not promise to make us rich, or grant us all we wish
He simply says just ask of me and all you NEED will be given to thee

Today I send out a special prayer, "God, Please bless The Garbage Man that 
gave my family a helping hand. Amen"


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Helping Haiti

For there is no discrimination when catastrophe strikes;
It is no time to fight.
No race card of black and white.
This is when people of all creeds and races need to unite.
Sometimes I question, whether compassion for humanity still exists.
Haiti use to be where the rich thrive, and the poor perish,
We should quell their fears;
Lord give Haiti the strength to fight their tears. 
Now the wealthy and poor are united at last,
So let them assist each other and forget about the past,
They may be battered and beaten, but they are not defeated.
Haiti is where my Jesus is seated.
But out of the destruction, hope will rise,
For it's children I will always have tears in my eyes.
Bring a prayer and a friend
Let's support their cause and faith
Lord give Haiti the strength, don’t let them wait
While guided by Your light, it is the comfort they seek 
‘Cause their scenario is bleak
Come help if you can
So stretch your hands from land to land


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WE ARE INDEPENDENCE!

We are Tausug Nation
Defending independence
Free from the enemies
Stood not to get oppressed

Our Nation ruled
Of the country’s independence
Never conquered from then
We shall develop our land

Our country, nation is known
Home of courageous person
Bound only in one faith
Never care of the death

Tumantangis, Dahu peaks of our land
To Bagsak, Sinumaan
And to all the mountains here
Only one God is aimed

Zamboanga, Basilan, North Borneo, Palawan
Centre is in Sulu land
Ruled by the Sultan
From the early point of time

Our nation is united
In the name of faith is complete
Only God is firm
Determined not to get conquered

Land of the pearl garden
Sulu Sea in the world is famous
From the South and North
And East and West

Blood of Martyrs flowed in the vein of the Sug Nation
Fought to defend
Flag rose like Vinta strip
Eternal pledge appeared


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Deliverance

Before you read the following poem, please read the first part of this poem that I have posted on this website separately.


"Deliverance" by M. Taha Effendi (Didactic) Oh mortal! Do not be sad, I know it hurts to wait. Have patience, you will be glad, to learn what's in your fate. I know you love her dearly, but to lose her is a test. And now is just too early, for you to know whats best. Be patient, do not worry. And do not act in haste. Fruits eaten in hurry carry a bitter taste. Be not troubled by your past, for you will smile tomorrow. Though happiness will never last, I am here to heal your sorrow. To take a life is murder, even if it is your own. With death you two will be farther, than when you are alone. You both will live on; miles apart, though your love will never end. Time will heal your broken heart, Your life, patience will mend. I know this love you can't forget but just live life by my rule there is a life after death that to ignore you'd be a fool you will know if you are wise, I do not comfort with lies. For there is a place called paradise, where you will finally claim your prize.


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I CRY FOR HAITI

As sadness weighs heavily upon my heart
My pen does not know where to start
Haiti I weep for you in all your tragedy
What a devastation to humanity
For days the smell of death stenched the air
My heart was sadden and my soul was remorsed with care
My Lord Jesus praise you, we never seen so much godspeed help
Through out the world the pain is definetly felt
I cried when I seen all the destruction and corruption
So many children that are homeless, parentless, and hungry
There is so much confusing, death, missing people, and so many angry
But have you noticed so many mircales happening everyday
That is why we need to continue to be on bended knees and pray 
From shore to shore they run and flee
This is the mark of the enemy
But with all this strife 
My God still breathes life
All is not lost in the midst of need
When Haiti was wounded everybody around the world helped and took heed
It's a shame that it has to take a diaster for human hearts to awake
Oh how that island was hit by a mighty earthquake
For we hear their cries, and our hearts weep
Echos of pleading are heard through the streets
Comfort them, help, encourage, and lift them from the dust
Everyone needs to do something, in God we need to be patient and trust


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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


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I'M TALKING WHO'S LISTENING

From North, South, East, and West
I think all of us are full of stress
All the old values are in demise 
Half truths, no truths, are just lies
Radio and TV tell you half the story 
Newspapers and magazines are more gory
New terror is conflicts that abound
A cry of fear is our new sound
The criminals have endless rights 
While the victim is lost in his own plight 
No pretense 
Now days who uses common sense
There is a lot of unhappiness and a lot of strife 
Just look around how can we improve life?
War after war seems like the inevitable solution to a problem
But peace and love is the only way to solve them
Does anybody care?
Is the answer because we all live in fear.
So what is your answer?
It is eating at our thought and lives like cancer.
The consciousness of humanity must soon grow to incorporate this truth
The world as a whole can finally come to a place of peace and harmony now that is proof.
No one is better or worse; 
History repeats itself, mankind is that our curse?

It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover impotence.  ~Gandhi



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In my corrupt stead

Draped from her body, they sparkle like gold. Tear soaked and smothered, in lies that she's told. She wears them ashamed, but she wears them with grace. To cover the pain, that is etched in her face. 
  It's her mark, it's her passion, her reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as pathetic can be. 
  For the last time I saw her, was the last place she laid. Where I held her so close, deep down in her grave. No more to be seen, no more to betray. Damned and unheard, while she cried out in vain. 

Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted. 

Etched in his body, the scars will remain. Blood soaked in madness, he's nearly insane. He wears them in anger, but he wears them with pride. To expose to the world, all his hate that's inside. 
  It's his mark, it's his passion, his reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as cruel as can be. 
  But the last place I saw him, was the last time he raged. Where I beat him and broke him, deep down in his grave. No more to be seen, no more to be heard. Damned and destroyed, underneath all his dirt. 

Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted.

Now sift through my ashes, gather up all my bones. Let him without sin, cast the first stone. Pile me up in a bucket, and leave me to stay. So I can face my creator, on my judgement day. 
 It's my life, it's my passion, it's what I believe. As misunderstood, as reckless can be. 
  For the last time you saw me, was the last time I prayed. Where I dug my own hole, and laid down in my grave. No more to be hated, no more to be feared. For in my corrupt stead, an angel appeared. 


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Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


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Zoo - Just to Amuse You

One fine day, I planned a visit to zoo
Alone landed amidst the fauna left so few
Treaded merrily on greenery, singing my heart out
Whilst a lion’s scary roar made me shout

‘Ah! Another visitor’, said the lion annoyingly
‘Why should we entertain you?’ said he fumingly
‘What’s the point in wasting your energy and mine?
Making us do the funny acts, do they seem so divine?’

Hearing those words I dared
Reduced the distance, still scared
Said I, ‘Stop fuming King of Jungle, watch out for your age,
Hadn’t I come to visit you, wouldn’t you be bored in your cage?’

‘The answer dwells in your question, silly girl
You humans have no heart of pearls,
The so-called king of jungle imprisoned in cage
Heartthrob of millions I was, at my early age’

‘To meet my family, hope it doesn’t get too late
I need to eagerly meet ‘em all, my cubs, my mate
I still feel them, they are waiting for me
Oh girl! Be kind enough to set me free.’


I couldn’t have done that with all my might
Turned my way, delighted by a peacock’s sight
The multihued beauty was sheltered in a metallic cage
Awe! Gloomy this beauty looked, in distress and rage

‘What is wrong? Do you want to fly?’
It turned around and looked straight at the sky
‘Show me those vibrant feathers, the fan-like crest
Guests would adore seeing you dance at your best’

‘I dance just for my love, my love for rain,
Cool breeze no more likes crossing my lane
Why do I open my feathers without my mate’s presence?
Just to amuse you, I shall do; confined in this fence’

Dumbstruck, I decided to turn my way
Walked ahead in quest of animals happy and gay
There it was! A crazy monkey, flirting and making its choice
Mimicking others and playing around, hear its evil noise

Bouncing, bouncing and dancing, dancing
It ruled as if dungeon’s dominant king
Wow! You look so happy; what’s the reason?
‘Girl! No more fun for you, ‘coz free I’ll be from this prison’.

Two giant men came forward and opened the door
Good Lord! It’ll be free, unkind humans is just animal’s lore!
Monkey screeched, ‘Meet me soon in the nearby forest
Where I meet my pals, play, eat, have fun and rest’

 Happy to see the monkey’s joy, I walked ahead
Across the bushes, saw a van, a huge van in red
Giant men carried animals and dumped in the van
Shocked I was to see the sight and reckoned their plan

Why was my monkey friend inside, for what purpose?
It was clear as I read the van’s name, ‘The Great Royal Circus!’


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Dedication to Everyone

I feel that I have found a home in this cyberspace
with full of hearts and ideas in a special place
I wonder of all the people in the world to make me smile
with antics that help me grow in every mile
I do want to say to all of the people with respect
because of all of you my mind is not in a wreck
I would lie if I did not get ideas from all of you
without you my poems would not come true
I bless everyone with care 
with kindness and without dis-pare
I hold my hands high and put them together
with this I bless you with good weather
I do read some of the poems that people put out
sometimes I feel with out a doubt
I feel the pain in the poems that some has revealed
with hopes that they can read with their mind not sealed
I smile a bunch with every word
it is like a music in my head making a cord
I do want you all to know that you have made my day
to be a better day in every different array
I cherish my time with all the people in my heart
the words flow in my mind is just but a start
I'm happy with everyone in PoetrySoup.com 
with hardship that came this cyberspace makes me calm
I cannot choose five cause if I do I don't think it's right
just to tell you that is just my own insight
I thank all for helping me grow with all the poems that are shown
with faith and humor, with views of kindness this site has grown

If I had to say or dedicate my poems to who 
would be the first five who reads my poems with a point of view


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Family

A decade in to
a new millennium,
a woman, nearing
a century on Earth,
braces herself in
a doorway of
the house,
she has lived in since birth.

Her oldest son unfastens his belt, and takes a seat at the end of her table,
where her middle son just fixed the legs of the chair; to make sure it was stable.
Her youngest son brushes the webs off the wall, and scrubs the stains from the floor.
Her only daughter packs up her pictures, and helps her through the door.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a life, almost
a century long,
comes flooding back
to the thoughts of a woman
who feels removed 
from where she belongs.

Her daughter tries to lift her spirits, (from the room in which, she slept as a child)
but no one could easily witness their memories, all being sorted, and filed.
Her house is dissected, and put in a truck that waits - like a thief - in the drive.
-The cumbersome stance; the delicate dance; together, they help one another survive.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a woman approaches
a century - passed.
A man in the attic
waves from the window -
Assuring her: 
This home will not be her last.


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To Whom It May Concern

To Whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a message in a bottle.
My words throttle in waves of desolate emotion.
As common at it may be,
the moral to the message at sea is "Chance".
To Whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a baby walking without a waddle.
My words throttle in falls of desolate emotion.
As common as it may be,
the moral of the waddling baby is "Chance".
To whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a sponsor less model.
My words throttle in bankrupts of desolate emotion.
As common as it may be,
the moral to the model's degree is "Chance".
To Whom it may concern,
The chances of my letter reaching you are slim.
Because of my desolate emotions, I try any how.
As common as it may be,
It's by chance that one day you might hear me
Sincerely, To Whom it may concern


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spread your love

Where their is darkness
let their be light
Where there is injustice
let us put it right
where there is pain and suffering
let us heal it with love
and bless God the creator up above.

When someone is down
reach out your hand
and pick them up
when someone is thirsty
give them your cup
when someone is lost
show them the way
and bring joy and love
by spreading your love each day.

Peter Dome, copyright. 2012.


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Divine Message

Divine Message

If you are able, help the disable
This is the message of Koran & Bible,
This action of helping is very noble,
That's how society will always be stable.

Where every one cares about others,
Not only friends and family members,
Starting from your own neighbors,
Till your city's all corners.

Helping hand you should extend,
Try it and you will like this trend,
Where to do good, has no end,
When, a stranger becomes your friend.

Helping others bring prosperity,
Let's be honest, its reality,
It develops the whole community,
So don't rely always on charity.

Disabled are not a burden to us,
They are talented if we really do notice,
When we teach them, they always progress,
Colors need to fill-in, in their canvas.

All rights are reserved. Syed Imon Rizvi
From a book "Outspoken" - 2012
Available at www.amazon.com


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I'm a Muslim I'm not a Terrorist

I am a Muslim, I’m not a “terrorist”.
How can I be a terrorist
when I’m against all kinds of injustice.

I’m against every act of sin and evil.
I hate all kinds of crime and even loathe
what Adolf did to the innocent Jewish people.

I hate what God hates; He (Allah) hates oppression.
I’m against stealing, against taking away
people’s loved ones and belongings for no reason.

I’m against suicide bombings,
against racism, against ignorance,
against self-harm and even derision.

What God hates I hate and God (Allah) hates
oppression. I hate it too when people fight
for foolish nationalistic reasons.

I’m a Muslim; I follow the true religion
of mercy from Allah the Most Merciful
Who simply wants us to answer His Call
to believe in Just One -Just One God of all.

So don’t call me a “terrorist” when I clearly
don’t have a ‘mass destruction’ weapon
and my goal in life is to
be with our God (Allah) in Heaven.


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On The Road To Heaven { Mom's Elegy }

<                    We are gathered here today to celebrate Bernadine Goerlich's life
                      Though taken from us to soon she has now risen to be with the Lord
                      Do not fret for greif and sorrow shall pass too
                      Let us bow our heads and pray 
                      In thy name of the Father Son And Holy Spirit  {Amen }

                      At the tender age of 70 she lived her life to the fullest
                      Raising a family of 10 she always had an xtra room
                      For she loved her God family friends and her beloved pets
                      And even heard of her always baking cakes cookies pies and italian foods
                      She really must of had her hands full with 5 boys and 5 girls

                      For Lord please cradle her in your everlasting arms
                      Wash away her sins and lift her spirit to you
                      For she has earned her wings of golden tone
                      And  now can rejoiced with her own Father and Mother
                      In God's jubliee Kingdom  Let us pray {Amen]


Entry For
Dr. Ram's
Elegy Contest
G.L. All



In Loving Memory Of Mom
{1934 - 2005 }


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Skin Deep

If I could dream
for anything
I would dream of Peace, Love
and Unity
for all Bloods & Crips
all gangs, are in need of a change
for you represent such ignorance
and scrutiny 
Difference in colors worn
Sides in which you were born
are truly all that divides
when the two opposing sides
collide
and it makes no sense
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside
And a future generation
is hard to provide
when death, is like your shadow
creepin' up by your side
and drive-by shootings happen
each late night, outside
where running seems the only option
to know
for no places to hide
no defense for your demise
for a difference in colors worn
and what side in which you were born
is truly all that divides
when these two sides collide
and it makes no sense to me
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside


Details | I do not know? | |

Softer Toilet Paper

In this bathroom of Dr. Heath's,
The tissues so tough you grit your teeth.

No soft toilet paper anywhere to be found,
By the time you get through, how does Charmin sound?

You wipe with sandpaper til you bleed,
Soft toilet paper your bottom will need.

In this kit, relief  you will find
From toilet that is much more kind!


Details | Didactic | |

A Poem (Hebrews 13:5)

Anger consumed within me,

Rage passed continually by.

A mixture of blue and red,

Blinding the dim light inside me.

 

Once the light was like a flaming torch,

Such a torch that can be compared to the sun.

But even the sun rests, the flames can be vanquished

Only the night was witnessed until the morning dawned.

 

I was created to love you.

This was the only purpose,

But I chose to reject you.

How foolish of me to compose.

 

Given many chances to accept,

Welcome the love higher than my mother,

I was in an asylum locked by my choice.

"No more!" I uttered. 

 

A glowing door suddenly appeared,

"Who could it be?" I questioned.

It opened; a figure so bright glanced at the corner,

"My child, fear not," the figure mentioned.

 

I took his offering hand.

Richness of everlasting springs of water,

The right hand of infinite life.

We departed blissfully as He catered

 

"Do not sow any longer, for you are here with your Father,"    

I began to weep as a baby weeps for his mother.

"My child, for you were once lost but now have been found."

A final tear inching below, the Devil will no longer bother.


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 | Alliteration | |

I am a woman, not a woe-man

I am valuable but not worth any price
I am precious but far more than gold
I am productive but not for abuse
I can talk but not to be abused of talking
I am hardworking but not to be a slave
I am a wife but I am an individual too

I am a mother but I'm just human
I am strong but I get tired too, 
I am in flesh, so I need rest
I care but I value myselft first and foremost
I am kind but need kindness too
I listen but not to be lied to
I run the house but I deserve to run myself too

I am the help meet but I need support too
I understand but not to be misunderstood
I provide but I need to be provided for too
I run the kitchen but I need to run my self too
I am the housewife but I am a wife too, 
I am married, to my husband, not the house!
I love but I should not be taken for granted

I am weak but not to be raped, beated and scratched
I am submissive and obedient but not to be exercised power abuse on
I am a cheerful giver but not to be robbed
I am soft but not to have my blood squeezed out,
I am full of life but not to be taken away from me
Yes, I am a woman,
Created to live,
Not to be a woebegone!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Grandad's Missing

There's a void, now
Where once a steadfast heart beat time
The soul in perfect harmony with life's uncertain pulse
With those who clambered eagerly in solace or in joy
To scale that mighty pinnacle
The Rock, within the bosom of the family

There's a void, now
But marvel at the structure, the firmness of the ground beneath
The strata richly layered with wisdom of generations past
A fault free seam constructing firm foundations
Binding those within the bosom of the family

There's a void, now
A hollow cavern 
echoing the anger and the pain
Trust time; it has no fear of finite elements
The source of unremitting pain
Within the bosom of the family

There's a void, now
So fill the emptiness and catalogue the memories
Harvesting the richness of their meaning
The fullness of the seed sown long ago
To bloom forever within the bosom of the family


Details | Ballad | |

...in Mean Streets

Gray sidewalk into a back alley 
Off some low, dead-end sign 
Walks a man, past 
a shadow of himself 

Who is he? Is he a brother? 
He is the least of these, the teacher said. 
He is friend to the cold and dark places… 
Do you know him? 

Listen to the stories… 

Over bridges, under streetlights; 
against the bitter wind 
These are the places they live… 
where we call ourselves “them” 

Listen to the stories… 

Where highways turn to gravel 
And lanes into sewers 
Forgotten, under glass, turned away 
By those who would not share 

It’s you, it’s me…we are they 
who sit alone in the cold 
Sleeping in the park, 
While a moment wanders by 

Listen to the stories… 

They are the beloved, 
orphans of us all, adopted by God 
They sing of wounded silence, 
longing just to know… 


Details | Lyric | |

The Unhappy Moth

She chose a red scarf. The most red 
of them all.
Of a dark red, a sweet and thick red color,
just as wine.

She carved from the red scarf
from the middle
to the size of a Martini glass.

Then she carved one more glass,
and she kept carving 
till she fell asleep.

Yesterday
she saw her Beloved Moth 
flirting with a Younger Moth, 
carving together from a sweater
while she was getting busy,
carving in the shelves.

The Unhappy Moth drank lots of wine
woolen wine, 
last night.
She drank lots, too much
for a Moth.
The Unhappy Moth got drunk
and fell asleep
on the red scarf,
unhidden
with a heart filled with peace.

She was not afraid no more. 
Now she could be seen easily,
laying on the scarf
and easily crushed.

The Unhappy Moth was not 
afraid of death no more,
at least, now she knew 
how wonderful the red scarfs are
and that they taste
like red wine.


Details | I do not know? | |

I am...

I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a person living a life of shame
I am your daughter, hiding my depression
I am your sister, striving to make a great impression
I am your friend acting like I'm fine
I am a dreamer, wishing this life, wasn't mine
I am a girl who struggles with suicide
I am a teenager, pushing her tears aside







Side note: (Writing for other ladies out there, not so much myself, so don't worry about me)


Details | Prose | |

Soon

She has become
Like a thin Chinese tea cup
Placed upon a large rock
She has become… fragile
Afraid to go anywhere
Least she break

She sits outside
When the weather is clear
Reading the same book
She has read for many years
Painfully turning the pages
With crooked fingers

Occasionally
I see her smile
As the lines on her face
Seem to multiply ten fold
While she tries to remember
Why she is smiling

When the cooler weather
Dances around her
She wears a long soft scarf
Wrapped many times
Around her neck
To keep the cold away

Sometimes
She will ask me
"When will my friends
Be coming by?"
And I sit next to her
Hold her hand
And say to her
Soon Grandma… soon


Details | Elegy | |

Tears of the Broken

Introduction: At some point of our lives, someone close to us departs off to the next
phase. We think of the good times and try not to think the bad; but sometimes it haunts us
back to how we responded in a naive way for our juvenile wishes. And sometimes we see them
in our dreams at the utmost optimism and glory. But the fact that we get to realize what
we did back then may have cherished and broken their souls in some ways, we always wonder
if we could alter the deeds that wounded their affection in our times of immaturity…And
pray that we get a second chance to do so for our next life. *the first two lines have some inspiration from another piece*



Even if our hearts were as strong as a storm, we’d still feel a little bit sad Knowing that we’ve lost our grandfather, our friend, our dad. For so many years, we’ve felt their presence In so many ways, we’ve felt complete, But truly, even if we deny – We sometimes skip a heartbeat. Our lives are nothing but their memories and their art, Orbiting us each day, reminding us of who we are Where we stand and to whom we belong, We pray and cry up oceans for them night after night Praying to be together just one more time, in the worlds of light. But yes you are so fortunate, that you got to leave, You’ve made it to the greater step, I pray for us to meet. May your soul be blessed and may it shine brighter than the sun, Again and again ‘I love you’ it’s not a lie, I may not have said it that much But I hope you knew inside, even if I may have been unkind as such Nothing is left for us to do but feel the tears stream down our eyes For we, once in a while have broken their hearts with one or two lies, Their face glows and vividly fades away from our dreams those nights That’s when we fall, fall down to our knees, pray for we could have changed The ways we reacted back in those days. Thoughts of those moments, thoughts of their sorrow smile Now makes us realize how we never cared, For that to overcome, we treasure the good times we’ve shared, The times we’ve heard them say “You’ve made me proud” The times we’ve felt them lay their hands, oh so be crowned. Their tender touch, their forgiveness Their blessings for us and their happiness, We pray to feel it all again Bring it all again, To the eternal life, after this time.


Details | ABC | |

Just For My Sweet Beautiful Boo

I think about you every hour throughout my day/ I dont know what it is about you that makes me feel this way?/ but I want to let you know Im going to try to comprehend them in the nest few wrods that I say......
 Dam girl I stillcant belive you my boo....after all the drunk bull-sit I put you threw/ You make me better at everything girl I cannot lose/ Right now you the only woman that I choose/ You bring light to my rez life blues/ You make ,my heart beat faster than it normally moves I dont life being alone because I'm better off when my life is spent in two's/ Without your pretty face around girl I dont know what I would really want to do/ No matter what mi lady because this poem ws written just for you my sweet beautiful boo........


Details | ABC | |

In your memory

Thank you for the beautiful memory
you left on my mind
you are not dead
 but you are not here,

to me you are gone,
cos i cant feel you the way i used to,
everything you used to do are left untouched
the space you ocupied is empty,

our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow
so beautiful but so short,
how can i forget the endless yesterday?
when you are here with me.


in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)


Details | Ballad | |

Always Remember Tooth Paste

Tears for fears.
Tears throughout the years.
Tears that fallen from my peers.
A tear so sincere that will shred us from this dreadful fear.
That someday we all will die.
But have u gotten a slice of that pie.
A pie so delicious u can almost taste.
That u cant let it go to waste.
Maybe next time I'll remember tooth paste.


Details | Lyric | |

Last Night This Canalbank Was Home

Last night, this canal bank was home
I see the tossed newspapers blow
And a solitary brown blanket lie
Where not all that long ago
Someone slept... but they were not camping
This was home last night
And, as I approach the bridge
I see him sitting there... on my right...

Hes old and weezened, lights a cigarette
Or at least his best to do so he does try...
And I ever the Christian full of compassion
Keep my distance and hurry by.


Details | Ballad | |

NotBroken

introduction: We have two eyes, two ears, two hands, two feet but one soul.
We came to this world for many purposes, for many tests. And among all the tests, we are
here to find our perfect companion to make our lives actually complete and start a new
expedition. Two tracks merged into one that can never be separated. And to make the ground
not get cracked, we need to be that strong enough…no matter how many earthquake drives by.



When the glowing sun will shine,
I’ll start my quest to seek my fate
The moment when you will be mine,
You will know why you’re so great

Now, I’ve tried so hard to make you realize
You really don’t have to be afraid,
Of all the things you feel alive
Your soul is as elegant as a pure jade

When time comes we all have to go,
Because life never stays all frozen
And when the night falls upon your door,
I need you to be Notbroken.

When I’m gone, you be strong
I need you to wipe your tears and believe,
No matter how far away, I’m always here with you
As you’re my truth, my fate, my everything... 


Details | Free verse | |

Heavenly Nevermore

The sun has learned
to nevermore interfere 

with the moon 
and its stars

To give it a whole world
because the sun

doesn't need to stand in the way,
when it has free reign 
of the entire universe.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Baptized In Equality

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


Details | Lyric | |

The Moment of Atonement

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
for I have distorted thee:
lying passionately,
I failed to accept you
by chimera deceptional
I wanted to surmount you
believing myself
to be exceptional.

Forgive me My World
my bitterness,
narcissism
and selfishness;
for a fool I was
since the truth 
was consciously unknown to me
thus calamitious the discovery would be.

Please forgive me
all the souls my ambition eradicated,
all the feelings my sharp tongue destroyed,
all the emotions my cold heart repudiated,
for how much all those deeds I enjoyed.

I was then infected;
the infection seemed incurable
as I wanted it to be -
or wasn't I aware how diseased I was?

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
my blindness
to the beauty of life;

With myself in centre
I would not look around
for distorted was my perception
by a deceitful projection
of perfect me in faulty universe.



My Dear World,

Thank you
for
instant recovery of my senses,
the wisdom you blessed me with,
the pain myself was redefined through.

Yester year
I reached the deepest depth
slowly losing my pride -
my psyche was nearing death
in plight I could hardly abide -
I understood a mere human I am.

Now I laugh
enjoying my life
every day forsooth
heartily 
and with ruth.



Thank you
My Dear World
Please, forgive me.


Details | Free verse | |

They

They pronounce to me there is but no ordinary
Then how is it that being dissimilar achievable?
They notify me everyone is diverse
Then is it that being diverse to be ordinary?

They advise to me there is no flawlessness 
But is perfection attainable?
They inform me it is once you do everything acceptably 
So what happens when everything is accepted inaccurately?

They tell me an assortment of things
They inquire about my thoughts
But I have learned time after time to declare to ‘them’:
I want to be the me I once sought


Details | Haiku | |

Partners

Ingenious partners no hesitation.
No loud protest, no obligation. 
No decrepitation, no calcumination. 
No spurious trouble, only festive occasions,
Generosity and probity, no tension. 


Details | Rhyme | |

What If You LOST EVERYTHING



"What If... You Lost Everything?" What if your "luck has all run out?" "No one listens" no matter how loud you shout. What if your life has come to "a dead end road." You've lost everything... Even your car's been towed. What if all you have "suddenly disappeared." As the storms of life have “appeared." What if you got on your knees in prayer. Knowing there's a God who really does care. What if you gave Jesus complete control. Giving him your life, heart and eternal soul. What if Jesus gently wiped away your tears. And his peace calmed all anxiety and fears. What if you realized at this moment in time. Jesus is worth more than a large gold mine. What if he restored that you've lost & all that's been tekan. With him on board... You're never forsaken! An abundant life is that he promised to give. And he will enrich your life each day that you live! By JIm Pemberton


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

MOM I'm Pregnant

What shall I say to her?

What if she knows?

Can she tell that I carry another soul?

As I wonder what would I tell mom...

All these thoughts paced through my head,

I should have NEVER laid in his bed...

Sweet nothings was ALL that he said...

He got what he wanted, then left, just fled...

I was weak a young victim a surely misled...




 When I confessed to my mother,

That I had slept with my lover,

And in a few months she'd be a grandmother...

Her face turned cherry red, yet words where still unsaid...

Days turned into months,

My belly stuck out further in front...




 Finally we spoke today,

She said "When is he due?"

I replied "This May the 8th."

She said "She loves me!"

That was it, nothing else to say but "I love you too mom, in a special way!"


For it will be a blessed Mothers Day...


My Statistic: Life is challenging enough, it tends to be even
Harder for adolescence because they don't
Know as much as they think they
Know in actuality they don't. But mistakes and accidents are
Apart of life.... You live and you learn...


Details | I do not know? | |

You call yourself a father

Growing up was hard for me,
I think i grew up to soon,
I had to take charge in the big brother role,
But also i had to take hold to the father role somehow.

My mom was the only one who was there for her children,
We knew that she loved us,
She was in love with my father but he wasn't faithful,
So she found someone else who showed her true love.

My siblings never truly understood it,
I tried my best to encourage them to behave,
Which they listened but to a certain point,
Finally my mom married her true love and the caos began.

My father tried to step back in the picture,
My siblings began to side with my father not knowing the seriousness,
I decided to talk to them one-on-one but neither of them listened,
They wanted for my mom and father to be together.

One day my mother sat them down,
Telling them the hurt and pain she experienced with my father,
She explain to them the whole nine yards,
They understood then and began looking at my father differently.

Getting to the stage of middle school,
We began to see less of our father,
It was his choice...not ours,
He wouldn't call for our birthdays or holidays,

So we leaned mostly on our step-father,
They wouldn't accept him as father,
He would do all he could for us,
But instead the only one(s) who really let him be a father figure was me and the 
youngest brother.

My step-father loves my mom and has been there for her going on Fifteen years.
He is a firm talk like he's a policeman or something,
But he is a nice person.
My mom loves him and so do we.

So this is a message for all of the children out there who has a no good father....if 
your mom has a man or husband, please treat him right because he is there to 
protect your mom and you all. Thanks for listening!!


Details | Free verse | |

AN IDLE NEIGHBORHOOD

Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories,best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom,and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs,of what their parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here would just add to the scar.


Details | Ballad | |

~COAT OF ARMS~

COAT OF ARMS


Last night I couldn't sleep,for thinking only you...
As I wrapped in warm embrace,your spirit tinted blue
To oust away thine pangs,in hopes to see thee smile...
I'll yoke ye 'pon my shoulders,to carry through this mile

To trade your tears of sorrow,and see them shed in joy...
I'd jest for thine amusement,and be your favorite toy
For thine malady been expelled,I'd invoke it banished 'way...
Taking it 'pon mine self,so you've strength to seize th' day

Though I'm not an king,nor prince 'pon ivory steed...
Th' possessions I've procured here,are thine if felt th' need
I'll sweep thee off thy feet,if not familiar with th' waltz...
To breathe ye 'cross th' ballroom,as an feather floating 'loft

Mark mine words I state here,and hold me to their true...
I'll prove I 'steem thee precious,as unfeigned I surely do
Just promise me one thing,that next time when your down...
You'll wear these words as armor,'til I mend thy broken crown

~AZAZA~'09


Details | Free verse | |

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."


Details | I do not know? | |

He's Our Joy

“He’s Our Joy”
He talks funny
But his disposition is sunny
Even though his tongue is too long
He’s not a loss
Just because his eyes are crossed
He’s never going to earn a degree
To his parents he’ll always cleave
He may have Downs
But he’s a joy to have around
The public might shame him
But they don’t see what makes us love him
He’s our precious joy
Our very own Mongoloid.


Details | Blank verse | |

Elate

I will no longer bring you down,
I will aim to uplift that frown.
I will no longer turn you away,
I will aim to brighten your bad day.


Details | Ode | |

The Dime

There was once upon a time, 
Unexpectedly, a very small dime. 
He did not do much of anything,
Apart from gazing. 
He just stared longingly at the sky, 
Counting the clouds that drifted by. 

Dear old Dime, not very bright,
He did not shine, not a ray of light. 
Dark and rusty, 
Old and dirty.
Everyone did not care, 
Though they could use him and buy a bear. 

They did not want to touch, 
This old thing of such. 
They did not want to feel. 
That sick disgusting bill. 
He was old, rusty and dim,
But he hated the way man treated him.


Details | I do not know? | |

Hope

Today I saw a tree trunk,
Growing through a fence.
Metal bars pierced, as it grew,
It almost didn’t make sense.

Sap oozed out its flesh,
Where the spike had bored.
Victim of its own success,
As if it had fell upon its sword.

I wondered if the tree was wise,
That growing meant having to agonize.
The tree didn’t seem to mind though,
As it stretched toward the rainbow..


Details | I do not know? | |

Concluding Statement

My distraught, the thought, has lost a battle unforgot. 
I take, I give, the very words I live.
I've done, The sun, outrunning the only one. 

My actions are not my own, a story, I've stitched, I've sewn. 
I wait, I learn, my destiny turning to fate, I cannot see in my current state. 
The pain is neigh, a calder or a bite, my fatigue outweighs my might. 

Crowned, sound, the darkness reaks no havok. And atop I take the stand. 
Demand, reprimand, the status of your rendzevous. 
The story's conclusion, I cannot seem...
to find the tragic end to...


Details | Rhyme | |

Difficult Trials -Part 2-

Turn the wheel
*******he sea...
Push aside the misery...
The abominable agony...
Endure this hardship...with me
Fight off the tears and let us roam to sea
Don't make it hard for me
To determine the waters

We are the same kind
If you can be so KIND, let me show you your destiny -
To dwell with me in tranquility  

We will try to share our responsibilities...
Take turns and share our possibilities...

How have you been?
Sorry we have shut our ears
To your deafening cries
I'm turning the wheel for you
You're losing energy...be still - why are you so blue?

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

We will start anew
We will start on a fresh start
We will fulfill our dreams and make them come true
We'll brew away the sadness
I'm determined to eliminate
The distress... swallowing us like a tidal wave...
Behave, you wild childlike waters!! Behave!

Don't worry - we'll get rid of
The limited happiness
And make our heart pump with merriness
Don't be a magnet of depression stress

You'll experience a wonderful opportunity 
So you may feel  at one with
Our world full of possibilities
And eliminate those cruel, wretched words
That tore apart our responsibilities...
Our activities... our reveries... our possibilities...
That brought us back together

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


Details | I do not know? | |

The Real World

Ready for life
Step out of the shelter
Exposed to the dangers
Lurking under cover
Patiently waiting
Taking you down
One single swoop
And you're on the ground
Words hurt more than action
But to defend you must fight
Believe in yourself
Don't believe in the lies
"Look before you leap"
As the old saying goes
Everything has its consequences
Which I'm sure you know
Live, love, take care, and be careful
Live the life you've dreamed
Anything else could be dreadful


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Right!?

People think they have to say "i love you" in relationships..
 
but no not really...

some times it makes me feel like i HAVE to say i love you if some one says it to me.

" i love you is a very very special word"

people have to understand that they have to be wise with the word "i love you" 

because if  you say it to anyone... then when you really mean it.. it wont feel ture....




*comment on what you think*
            
                                 -Angel4eva23


Details | Light Poetry | |

Female Santa clause

She wakes this morning
Got along day ahead
She’s making sandwiches 
Hot soup and garlic bread

She love to feed the homeless
She sees on the street
She will drive around the city
To give them something to eat

She goes to the hospital
She love to helps the elderly
She always volunteers 
To keep them company

And to save the animals
She campaigns tirelessly
And she will never stop
Till they are all free

She goes to the orphanage
She love to make the children smile
She runs for cancer charity
In the New York 10 k mile

She protest to stop the wars
And to free Palestine
She doesn't like religions
To control people minds 

They cutting down the rain forest
She would love to stop it now
She goes to the Amazon
And stand in front of the plow

She would loves to stop genocide
She loves to give donations
She would love to stop poverty
From every nations

She fights for the hopeless
To end their misery
And against all the oil spills
That kills fishes in the sea

She stands for human rights
Against so many countries 
She loves to save humanity
And to spread equality

And she love to tell me 
Of all the wonderful things she does
She is just an angel
And a female Santa clause 

And I love to hear her talk
Of all she would love to do
And I know she wouldn't stop
Till they all come true


Details | Imagism | |

I'm Always Around

I'm Always Around
by BJ Welsh

I'm not near, but I'm really not so far
If you look up I'll be the brightest star
Looking down upon God's project earth
Watching and waiting for a rebirth
When you speak I will always listen
My points will seem to shine and glisten
Giving you guidance when things seem tough
Steady now it may be rough
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

I'm here for now and always will
Never escaping, did you feel that chill?
My spirit wind brushed by your side
Or the soft, gentle wave pushed by the sea tide
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

You've given me hope and reason to breath
It's not yet time for me to leave
I'm that fluttering seagull upon the sands
Maybe I'm the reason for you to dance
When we meet again someday
Be it near or far away






Details | Free verse | |

God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

This question drives me up and down the walls
I know for certain that God has answered my calls
I can’t hang up on Him…He’s so brilliant
And I’m so little compared to Him…
Maybe I’m little in size and very insignificant compared to the most High
He gives me quite a natural high
He brings me back home and kisses me good night
Without His love, I’d be lost like a sheep losing his shepherd
I feel like I’m separated to God
As if God and I are on both sides of the coin…
Our oceans don’t collide with each other,
But He does make huge tidal waves…
And I make baby waves that swerve up and down
Like a wave’s movement, my life seems to have its low points and high points
But, when I build enough energy, I glide higher than the clouds
Though, unfortunately, I’ve only been dreaming this
Then, I collapse into the sand...my face rubs against it and I have scrapes all over
Sand and water do mix well, but afterwards, the sea shore’s weight will pile up on the bottom of the ocean floor
I can’t imagine how many grains of sand there are on Earth
There are countless amounts of ants on Earth as well
Trillions and trillions of them are in existence
It’s amazing how plants take in Carbon Dioxide
And we breathe in oxygen…
God is a fantastic creator and He did carve His creations pretty well
God saw my distress and He healed me
When I think about Him, I’m speechless and can’t say much
He’s made out of love and He bubbles me up with excitement
I haven’t given Him the credit of working miracles in my life…
But, I don’t want to divorce God…I must propose to Him like a wife
Does to her husband…I want to submit to Him
He made the sunset, the moon and stars
Look! He even made the planets and He healed our scars
He made the flowers, the roses and the creeping bugs
Look! He even made leaves for our eyes to see…
He made the change of seasons
God saw my distress and healed me
God made the wild cats, bears, reptiles
He made us have a brain that is as neat as black and white tiles
God healed me…and I’m simply glad He did so
God wiped out my distress…and He simply dressed me with happiness and He’s in high spirits to see me grow

 ~ Inspired by the band of Evanescence’s song: Never Go Back 
~ God inspired me to write this poem…


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Surreal Love

I pray to God that it will be a brighter day; 
I want his warmth to clothe me day after day 
Someday, the sun will erase all of my doubts
 and push away the clouds…
I want to be a positive schoolboy – but the clouds 
Cover me like mesmerizing, despondent shrouds  
I want to be a positive youngster – I need to stay
 True to my unaccomplished goals everyday

Lord, I know life has its ups and downs – but, I must keep a steady pace…
I want to develop a stable mentality with no trace of pity 
Lord, I know life gets problematic in the long run – I FEAR I might fall on my face
I just want to be content – I want my dreams to become a reality 

I'll be loving you forever… 
for you’re the last thing on my mind before I go to sleep at night
I’ll take a moment just to ponder… 
About you and our time together – thinking about you restores hope, joy and might

our love is wholesome and so much more…
our love will grow on forevermore…
our love is real and it’s a great deal…
our love is beyond measure and it’s totally real…
Our Love is oh so surreal 
You melt my anguish away…
Our love can heal a broken heart
You cherish me in the month of May 
You blow away winter’s dismay

I pray to God for a more optimistic mindset…
Hopefully it doesn’t result in forfeits  
 Push away the gray…and laminate it with a striking sunset, 
I’m drowning in his inclement, rainy regrets

I’ll make sure to embrace competition…
for you're my reason I run the extra mile, winning honor and applauds
I’ll take a moment to pursue my ambition...
Of being with you always and forever – I fear I might lose all of my odds 
With you…your heart isn’t pumping with vile frauds 
Every single second spent with you…
Makes my spirit soar anew...
I never experienced such surreal love
Our love flourishes rapidly from up above 

I’m sick with a love flu *cough* *cough*


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There Lies a Place For Me

There lies a place for me
Far beyond the Northern Sea
There lies a place for me
Just not here you see
There lies a place for me
A land where I have more opportunity
There lies a place for me
Where love isn’t necessary
There lies a place for me
One that I can’t see
{Thank you for reading}


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lead my hand o' dear life

lead my hand o' dear life

lead my hand
on this land
o' dear life, 
until the end

o' dear thought
of comfort

seed my life
feed me not in strife
bleed me joy from nine to five

lead me a journey of phases
a journey of ages
to face this

germinate in me a corn
of survival 
a history of possibilities
a record of living to afford
a source to live

for this life 
is a choreographer of life
a propeller of existence
an economy of spiritual commodities

a tear drop of opportunities
yet not so many does see its commonalities
an event of anomalies and regularities

lead me a way o' dear life
carry me a sledge on a journey of life 
a terrain of survival and life

a gemstone for many
a pentagon of any
a model of penny

an artwork of joy

a string of life on a journey
a script of many
a stanza of any

opn08022012/0106

from: 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', 
february 2012 

>> ntema's unique poetry (nup) 
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lead-my-hand-o-dear-life/


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The Lord's Peace

Peace
The chaos is shedding
Piece
Of happiness is floating
Cease
The madness..chaos is concealing
Peace
Comes from the Lord - 
To Him who mends us all...
To Him who forgives all of our sins
And downfalls
And answers everyone's calls


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I Signed My Rights Over

I know  it’s the RIGHT THING to do,
When I look into  MY BABY’S big brown eyes.

I’m giving HIM up, handing him over,
Telling them, I’M an  INCAPABLE mother.

I thought I could be his MOMMY AGAIN,
But his WHIMPER proves me wrong.

I’m giving him up, handing him OVER,
Telling THEM, I’m an incapable MOTHER!

And today I’m signing my RIGHTS OVER.
I had a SECOND CHANCE, but I gave my baby back,
I DECIDED he was the one that DESERVED a second chance!   

So, I gave him up, HANDED him over,
And TOLD them I was an incapable mother.  




This is not about me. It came to me so I wrote it.


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APOLOGIES FOR MY TARDINESS

I failed to comment
on wonderful poems,
but they deserved a response
from me with many wishes sent!


I apologize with a sorry heart
for the hesitation and delay on my part,
nothing pleases me more than reading a fine poem
that can inspire, comfort and cheer up someone in a cold home!


I will make this solemn promise:
to review and comment on all, if time allowed; and if others
took their valuable time to review mine, I would review theirs, too...
to make our bond stronger: to understand each other as friends do!


I'm starting today as the Christmas' Spirit kicks in and the peddlers croon a lot;
I'll respond even after a hard day's work wearing these reading glasses fogging up
when heat arises to make them worse than theye are...so be confident that you'll hear
from me soon, and please accept my apologies for my tardiness with a loud Holiday cheer!


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Simply Unforgetable

Lol here i go writing another big ass letter today. Gosh seeing you for those 15 min or wat ever is now making my heart sing. you have no idea how much i am happy right now.
Pending
you cant even imagine how happy i am right now. I GOT TO SEE MY ANGEL AGAIN.
Pending
gosh looking into your eyes was a nicest trip i ever taking. even on drugs i didnt have that big of a high as i got after seeing you.
Pending
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK! i am so FUKIN happy you can't even FUKIN imagine. lol. i wanna hear your voice so bad again. just to boost my high right now. lol. DAMN i think my heart is gonna stop right now of how happy i am right now that i saw an angel like you today.
Pending
Gosh no one ever made me as happy as i am right now as you. Damn i wanna see you so much right now. So how do you expect for me to live with just me. MUAH i love you baby.


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Count Your Blessings

What went wrong? Why did life runaway?
I was only a kid. Why did I have to pay?
I know I wasn't perfect. Not always a nice guy.
But, others are worse and they seem to get by.
I live life slow, now, can't seem to get back in paise.
Like life's a big compitision and I'm last in the race.
I got in a car wreck, that messed me up bad.
But, I could end my depression by counting what I still had.
I couldn't talk to communicate, but atleast I could still write.
Couldn't walk either, but won that in a fight.
Lost alot of friends that were close to me too.
Now, I see who was false, and the ones that were true.
My body was still intact and at least I could see.
Saw and heard many people, alot worse off then me.
One thought in my head that made me wanna prance.
I must be special. God gave me another chance.


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Difficult Trials -Part 1-

Turn the wheel
Out of curiosity
I'll be generous...you'll receive
Something special...something to make you whole
Though the trials you must run through
Are a great struggle that can easily
Pull you down
And I want to erase your frown

You will feel way better about yourself
Just trust me...take my hand...
I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time
Just for your own liking
We'll be hiking
Those somewhat difficult hardships 
Together for eternity 
We'll spend time in the future 
Together in unity

*******he sea...Let's flee and be free!
LOOK how nice you look!

Trample those insufferable nuisances
That dare put you down
To the sea floor
I'll push them to the core!

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


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Sometimes

  Sometimes when I close my eyes I can almost hear your voice.

  It whispers so soft that I don't know if it's real but I know your watching me. 

  Sometimes I can feel your eyes they are watching me from all sides and I can't 
  help but feel safe.        

  It doesn't matter if your not around I still know what I believe.
 
  They can tell me all they want that your up in heaven but I know you've never left me.
 
  Sometimes I look at your pictures in a photo album and I smile I see the brown
  the brown eyes I have myself. 

  I wish a million fish that you could be back again, but it's the real world 
  and I know things don't work that way I wish sometimes it could.

 It didn't hit me that you were gone until I saw you lying in that coffin.

 The tears couldn't stop falling and my eyes kept burning they tried to comfort me.

 They didn't understand that I needed this pain, they didn't understand that I can't 
ignore this feeling. 

Sometimes I can't sleep, my whole body feels weak... I wonder what I am here for and 
then you remind me. 

It's always been my dream to conquer the world it's seems you 
were always there when I fell.

 Putting your hands up so I could use them as a punching bag you wanted me to grow up 
strong. 

I'm still learning that I should never be afraid we all die, we all feel pain sometimes 
and that's a lesson ill never forget.

 It's making me tear up right now I haven't thought about this in a while but 
I know I should.

 Sometimes it's hard but I look up and I smile at the blue skies, at 
our happiness and I know your the reason... you will always be the reason you will 
always be apart of us.

 Sometimes I close my eyes and I can almost hear you saying 
baby don't give up i'm watching you till the end.


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HOME OF TYRANNY

Blood of martyrs dried in the plains
Died in the Valley Mountains
Fighting for independence

Injustices felt when migration arise
In the island of pearls
And in the land of promise

People were put in chaos
When their land grabbed out of laws
Immigrants view as dominant foes

Once an oasis of freedom
Is now a doom of ignorance?
When tyranny became lord of the land

People were driven out of their post
Were given just pinch of hope
To live life in woe forth

Oh the never ending story
Of the endless tyranny
Please leave this home happy!

This poem is dedicated to the people of Sulu and Mindanao
Kg. Bahagia, Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia
5:35- 6:35 pm, November 13. 07, Tuesday


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His Baptism

God blessing His saints
As they walk through the fire
With His baptism


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Teardrops of sorrow

Teardrops of sorrow, stream down her face. As she thinks of tomorrow, and feels out of place.
 
Lies and infidelity, clouding her thoughts. She knows they were weaknesses, she could have fought.
 
As the one that she loved, slips slowly away. She lies to herself, saying she'll be okay.
 
Living her life, cold day after day. She'll one day break down, and quietly pray.
 
"Help me dear father, in heaven above. Help me be strong, and teach me to love. "
 
"Show me my worth, and my light that's inside. Give me my courage, and rebuild my pride. "

A hollow dark hole, sits in place of her heart. Cause her values and morals, have all fall'n apart.
 
What once was a sweet, and innocent girl. Is now lost and lonely, consumed by this world.
 
She'd sacrifice anything, just to fit in. Sacrifice everything, and give in to sin.
 
Loved ones may forgive her, but they'll never forget. She's strayed far from her path, but they won't give up yet.
 
Holding her hand, they'll help her get through. But it won't change the fact, that she was untrue.

She damaged the heart, of a very good man. Did things that he, just can't understand. 

Now I have no doubt, she loved him to death. But love's just a word, mumbled under our breath. 

For actions have always, spoke louder than words. And hate is the sound, most commonly heard. 

If you don't like the feelings, expressed in these lines. Then cover your ears, and cover your eyes. 

For a bitter cold boy, wrote down this letter. But he wrote it to say, that he's doing better.

Lying awake, in the mid of the night. He smiles and says, "I'm doing alright. "

Floating away, on an ocean of memories. He piles up the sand, to block off his enemies.

Moving along, he hopes she's okay. But he won't let the thoughts of her, get in his way. 

Lying awake, likely miles apart. They each fall asleep, with a hand on their heart. 

For life is a Story, often painful to tell. But sleep sweet tonight, for they're both doing well.  

   


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A mistake I was to her

She became a prostitute at an early stage
At 17 she carried me in her womb
A mistake I was to her
Regrets was her daily bread
She hated the fact that I was part of her body
Pregnant she was
Abortions were not legalised back then
Gues she could have aborted me
A mistake I was to her

She gave me away
In the name of adorption
She gave me away
She never laid her eyes on me
She hated me the day I was conceived
Not even the day I was born
She hated the fact that I was ruining her business
A mistake I was to her

She gave me away to a stranger
They call it adorption
I call it living in an outside world
I grew up as a slave
The thought of being given away haunted me day and night
My mama my papa
Never wanted me
My mama my papa
I asked my self
Will I ever get a chance to meet them
Will she come back to her senses and look for me
My mama my papa given me away in the name of adorption
Adorption the outside world
Family I couldn't define
For it was beyond my knowledge
Love was so strange to m
Sorrows slavery and pain was my daily source
In the name of adorption
My life turned to be hell on earth
A mistake I was to her

Nor did I know my language or my culture
Where do I come from I wanted to know
I felt like the world has abondon me
A mistake I was in this world
The word love never existed to me

Yes till I met you
You took me from the street and gave me a shelter
From nobody to somebody
I now can define my self
A countless family is what I am having
The countless love u gave me
Yes! Till I met you
All my questions were answered
A mistake I am not
A blessing I am
Yes! Til I met you
God

You loved me anyway
Even when I had no family you loved me
You took me from the world of slavery to the world of peace
You saved me God
A mistake I am NOT


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A Hustlers Prayer

Dear heavenly father 
I pray to you now, 
submitting myself humbly 
with my knees on the 
ground……
I know you seen the 
times I messed around claiming that I knew 
you but threw your 
name to the ground, understanding why 
you cast upon me 
your frown.
I don’t deserve 
nothing more, unless 
its your anger a 
fury of course.
I’ve done so wrong 
yet you continue to 
let me go on, why 
you choose my life 
to have such a 
hold on.
Show me my purpose 
if its good I'll 
accept it if it’s 
bad I deserve it.
I’m still young and 
not very wise I 
believe it’s the 
reason why I put 
on this disguise. 
You know which one, 
it fights a lot 
and plays with guns.
Lord you know how 
I can rid of this, 
yet you give me freedom 
of choice and a bad 
decision is what I’m 
left with.
Your angels constantly fighting to protect 
me, set me free from 
this evil and let 
my love shine for 
thee.
If not than help me proceed to things that 
are right and not 
wrongfully, to help 
me make a decision 
willingly and not 
end up beat up and 
battered spiritually.
I try to pray out 
loud lord you know, 
but my feelings are 
at there utmost when 
I write to you 
through the Holy Ghost.
Lord hear my cries 
and have mercy, let 
me drink from the 
spiritual cup, please 
I'M SO THIRSTY!!!


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Drops of May Weather Storms

I know your pain 
Although I don't know what's happening, 
I can still feel the vain. 
Seems like the beginning is the ending 

One moment there's bliss 
It feels much like a wet kiss. 
But out of nowhere you see a mirror, 
"It felt so real," as you stand there alone. 

You try to make sense of it all; 
Yet everything begins to fall. 
"AHHHH!" you scream to the top of your lungs. 
Your blue eyes are running waterfalls. 

It hurts me to see a single tear, 
You're not the only one to hide in the room. 
Swallow your tears, don't let it drop, 
A splash will only cause more bitter props. 

But like I say, 
Tomorrow will always bring another day. 
So Faith, throw away your thorns, 
anticipating a happy God-given next day.


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The Inner Person

Saw you standing there
A new kid, from who knows where
Judged you by your looks and words
And immediately thought you as weird as nerds

Saw you sitting there
Alone and sad,
Eating your lunch, and at everyone you were mad
I wondered why, 
Why am I out casting someone whose story I do not know 
Why did I make fun of you, and treat you as a foe
No even knows who you are
And from everyone, you are so far

I walk over and you look away
I'm sorry I started to say
But you stopped me and said it's okay
We talked and I learned
That the inner you had for so long yearned
The company of a friend
Who will listen and be there for you till the end

You had cancer and time was coming to an end
So you wanted someone that you can spend
The last few joyous weeks of your life
That will no longer be filled with strife

I'm glad we got to meet
Even if you don't roam the earth anymore with your two feet
You fly in the sky, in the heaven
And I can hear you talk, when I listen

The deep and inner person
That from everyone is usually hidden
Needs someone, a friend, who will help him or her smile
And I know, learning the inner person of each person, 
Will always be worthwhile.

©


Details | Didactic | |

A Way to Freedom

Introduction: *A Piece for Islam*...Skins will olden, but souls will revive. Only if we believe and survive.


Islam is the way to freedom,
It's my pass to Thy Kingdom
My Taqwa, my Ibadah, my Tawbah
I shall never abandon

In this month I wear a vest
Where In pockets live the best,
Thy mercy is only I seek
My humble one request.

This rainfall, Thou bestowed Thy bliss
Upon our souls and bravura trees,
It's everything a Muslim as I
Should need to spend within my Deen.

Ya Rahman! Ya Rahim!
Ya Allah! My Allah!
Only to Thee I submit,
Only in Thee I believe.

At hours of darkness I prostrate
Thus every day Thy grant and heal
The scars I bear in fights for You,
To You my faith is beyond surreal

The struggle I admire to bear
It pulls me towards You so near,
In this month I share and care,
I won't wipe off my stream of tears

In the Night of Power,
In Laylat al-Qadr,
I cry for Thy forgiveness
I pray for Thy guidance.

O' Allah! O' Redeemer!
To Thee I do surrender,
My life in Thy presence it shines, I breathe so brightly; I survive
As long as I'm alive this way, Inshallah I pray I’ll do just fine.


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ice

tell me why you know
about the once icy cold
that was in my heart


Details | Haiku | |

tell me

you told me one time 
you cared for me day and night
no im lost with time


Details | Epigram | |

Altered

Set out with the best intentions,
i decided to cut my ego.


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Letters to my dad

How about them times! Some of them seem so goofy now, But what fun it was. How we laughed an laughed. What’s missing now Is your face I was your ace. Not a foot print I wouldn’t trace. Always wanted to be in your good grace. Never to act in hast. He would of never made it his place, To judge you; Is a lack of conversational taste. The fact that I adore you is but one of my truths. The way you shaped my views Puts others to waste. They have no clue to what the world holds outside of there face. I can help, But I’m not the man you where Dad. Sometimes I get so sad. And for real even mad. The world took the best person I ever had.


Details | Rhyme | |

Humble

I give my word a breath of life
and those who give me strife
I willingly do what needs to be done
and do not wish to be won
I smile a smile that lights up any face
and hope to never disgrace
I do what I am taught to do
and that my help would be true
I clam my words together
and hope times will never weather
I do have some faith in all matters
and things to reach with ladders
I hope for many things in heart
and I cherish everyone that is part 
I do know one thing is set
and with my life I would bet
I will hold true to my words
and make my world good towards


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Kindness is a Virtue

Who are and who is my friends or acquaintances, confusing everyday
but today I have found my self to walk a path that is not so rough
I became so blinded to have friends that it pains me anyway
They take a simple kindness and think that I am not tough
so by deliberately challenging me to act like nothing happens I grow bold
Wake up you! and all the rest, I have something to say
I don't like this feeling of regret or sorrow so please do not take me cold
as a friend you should know to not take advantage of my kindness in away
A storm is blowing inside my soul burning a hole in it so
lightning is striking in methods unknown for in the distance thunder you hear
Some of the greatest warriors fall with great weapons of bow
antics that slaughters such feebleness as cowardices use an unseen spear
To let one know that your feelings are clear do not hesitate
to do so shows fear and that is one thing that can determine your choice
With kindness in your corner you should easily win and that will be great!
In the end you can hold up a drink with friends and smile and rejoice


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Polar Bears And The Penguins

Some times they say the great and mighty do fall…
And the penguin story of greatness, should be heard by all.
Polar bears are mighty and cunning with massive brute strength.
But they messed with the penguins, a mistake, I do think.

The polar bears went after the penguins and cute little chicks.
So you’ll never guess what those cute little penguins did.
Using the most courageous penguins as a target so nice.
They lured all the polar bears, for the first time, out onto the ice.

The greedy bears moved out in force for the kill.
But the penguins pushed the ice flows into the currents windmill.
So intent on dinner and full of themselves, were they that day… 
That the polar bears didn’t notice the ice caught in the currents sway.

The polar bears were way out to sea, before noticing their plight.
And, by then, the penguins were safely at home tucked in for the night.
You might say, the current was a friend to the penguins that day.
For it eventually sent those polar bears to the North Pole far away.

Now the moral of this story is here to easily understand.
Brute strength is not the greatest thing to cherish; it is far greater to plan…
And, never turn your back on a penguin I say.
They’re the reason there’s no polar bears at the South Pole, to this day.

Tell Me A Story Contest


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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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EYE Don't See -Part 4-

My heart is beating with upbeat delight 
You astound me…in every shape and form 
My spirit is dancing with unbreakable might
You surprise me…when you take my hand
And pull me outtah my jail-like dorm

And He dismisses me from my solitude…
My eyes are glistening with bliss… 
And I’m far from my demise… 
Only to find that there’s no need to feel helpless

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

Just protect me from any harm 
Let me make my own decisions…
To see the results in the long run 

You prize me as if I’m cherished like your carefree child
You don’t understand – I’m TOO foolish and wild
I haven’t even reached to full maturity 
But how eye hope to see myself grow and be set free
From the world’s mayhem
Is there a solution to this problem?

And I’m left with no answer…
My eyes are eager to see…another bright day 
And the night is coming to haunt me… 
I find myself slowly disappearing from sight…
When will God give me a purpose to fight? 
When will He feed me His awesome might? 

Just support me…especially during my downfalls
Please answer my calls!

And I’m left to venture off into His path…

Eye can’t escape my terrible nightmares 
Consider my calls of acceptance…my grief weighs a ton
Let me pour forth my tears – 
Do me a favor and cast away my fears
Steer me away from disorder and confusion

Eye can see you’re making great progress
You’re heading towards a brighter, superb future…

My eyes 
No longer witness oblivion 
My eyes
Looks beyond the earthly pain…
bEyOnD the affliction 

I spot a rope in the distance. . . . . 

Push aside the waves…and let me
Grab it this instant!
God feeds me His love…and treats me
Like a newborn infant!

Eye see my Father with brand-new eyes  
I feel rare content
And I feel hardly any resentment

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


Details | Free verse | |

below the lot-

I held myself above the lot, 
all too sure that life is life,
all too sure that death is death, 
all too sure that I am man, 
neither more nor less than that,
I held myself below the lot…


Details | Verse | |

Beyond What's Seen

You do not know what I see
I see you crying next to me
I see your pain, I see your tears
Through your laughs, and through the years
Past your mask I see your face
You are hiding in this place
Trust in me, I won't let you fall
You don't have to hide at all

Open up what's in your heart
That is the place I will start
Open up your eyes and see
All that's left is you and me
In the end you'll see the light
Come on, I don't want to fight
Together we will make it through
Come on. Now, It's me and you

Now you can start to feel
How much this love is true and real 
behind your eyes you keep your pain
It's all locked up in your brain
Come on. Now, just let it out
It's okay to scream and shout
I will help you through and through
I will always be with you


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Moment To Moment

Moment to moment… and from breath to breath…
I decide which bills to pay from this second to the next.
This one today… that one comes next…
All waiting my next payday.... never to come…
Things aren’t the same… never will be again…
I sold the last of my jewelry to pay the last bill...
A garage sale gave nothing worthy again, still…

The days travel insistently around the clock
They are quick and fleeting and leave me behind.
My options diminish more daily
Tomorrow will bring more of the same.
No one is hiring unless you already have a job.
Two Thousand arrived for one janitor to hire.

Where is my white knight to scoop me upon his horse?
Where are the promises made to a child?
Where went my home with a white picket fence?
Where is my future I hoped to retire upon?
Where went my gifts for laughter and fun?
Where went the next Christmas for my son?
They are gone and moment-to-moment is all I can see…

Is there any one out there… who isn’t like me?
In honor of every man and woman... feeling lost, forgotten, and alone.
Moment to moment I'll remember to sing our song.
We won't go unheard... while I am around...


Details | Free verse | |

God's Image

My numb soul. I peep inside its dark hole. Many sins done rinda! Now pay the toll.
Mad heart thinks. My mind scolds. What I have turned into. A man in monster’s fold
The ink of my pen. Comes from my bleeding heart. My head hangs in shame but my 
emotions aghast. I write these lines: my blasphemous attire. He prepares for me – The Fire

Fire, you Gnostic element! burn me till I turn to – ash
Ash, on the floors of my dreams – washed
Washed, by the waves that advent from my – fate 
Fate, which bewilders my – mind
Mind, which has become the prisoner of my – heart
Heart, a criminal without any – charge
Charge, my emotions with – redemption
Redemption, which I pursuit for – an assumption
Assumption, tricks my conscience – laid to rest
Rest, a fugitive living in life by alias of – death
Death, cover my deeds of filth and – shame
Shame, a paradigm shift from pride and – gain
Gain, nothing in this world but comfort of – pain
Pain, I bleed from my bloodshot – eyes
Eyes, trade my soul for the place in – hell
Hell, which burns fueled by – stains
Stains, of sin which fill megalomaniac vessel of my – human mire
Human mire, the brush that paints my soul’s – caricature
Caricature, is what I have become of God’s Image.















Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Sympathy for the Devil- Based on William Butler Yeat's The Second Coming

Burning and burning in the widening grave. 
My hero ends cannot hear the hero;
Foes fall and get pulled apart, this card is centered in my fold. 

Named anarchist, as released upon the world. 
This was before blood-dimmed for every vessel, and everywhere.  
Before heaven's ceremony of innocence made my last breath drown; 

The best lacked all conviction, while the worst still stood passionate, vigilante. While god's fire intensity came crashing to the ground.  

Surely some salvation is in his hand. Surely the second coming is at hand. A second apology! Sharply these words are screamed even from my teeth.  
A demon image, my spiritus mundis is cast.  

Suddenly, my sight is bleak, and my brothers and the many others vanished somewhere in sands of the desert.  

Not a  cloud, nor sound, no bodies here in this place for me. No more man, no more woman. All set a blaze as I stand and gaze, blank and pitiless as the sun. 

Only pain and isolation, angry and animosity.  I feel this as their moving slowly down my legs and thighs.  

Brother, love your real shadows. As loyal as they are, you've shown that loyalty doesn't matter. But still I'll love you in spite of them. 

But their darkness steadily drops again. Even through twenty centuries of stony sleep, I hear your insects buzzing with sin. They are vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, and awaken I am, your rough beast, your fallen brother.  

My hour come round at last.  
Slouching I am towards the shores of Bethlehem to be once born again.


Details | Free verse | |

Sweet Sweet Lorrayne { Rondel}

<                                          Sweet sweet Lorrayne
                                            No voice to speak
                                            Smile always peaked
                                            Just wanted to end her pain

                                         
                                            Known to one and all
                                            Cookies cakes she loved to bake
                                            Orders were never to small
                                            Family tradition she wanted to make


                                            Meds and revival she wanted nil
                                            Family and friends held her hand
                                            Assured she would wake in the promise land
                                            Lit a candle and placed it next to cross in window sill
                                            Oh ye hearts tears did over ~ flow and fill
                                     

                                  


Details | ABC | |

Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.


Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | Light Poetry | |

Innocent

He was stop at the traffic light
They had him surround
And they put a hand cuff
And he wonders what’s wrong

And said that he is wanted
For what he don’t have a clue
It has to be a mistake
This cant be true

They put him in a line up
Then come in the room and say
The others can leave
But he has to stay

So why she accuse him of this crime
When He never seen her before
The jury says that he’s guilty
And sentence him to 25 years or more

He broke down in court 
His mother screams and cried
And today 15 years after
 his mother has died

Then one night while watching TV
He sees there is a new technology
Call DNA testing that can prove
If some one are innocent or guilty

He got a new trial
And his conviction was over turn
15 years of his life was taken
That can never be return 

She said she was sorry
But he just walks away
Knowing there’re many innocents
Still in jails today

Yes some times things happens
Why we can never know
And we have to keep believing
Or our minds will surely go

He sits on his gallery alone
As the rain starts falling down
Today he is a free man
Tomorrow a new life began 

You'll never know what its means
To have your life taken from you
Confined to a world behind four walls
For crime you didn't do

This poem I write today
Is for the innocents in jails
 Keep hope brothers and sisters
The truth will prevails


Details | Rhyme | |

Dark, cold World.

===== A little rhyme inspired by DaryIsue LockHart's rhymes =====

It is for the lost..  that I wanna find the way,
Out from this dark place, of pain and misery.
Back to ourselves.. how we were, when we were young,
Before evil played its hand, before the time we got stung.

I wanna be free..  but that'll have to wait!
I'm trapped by emotion, by feelings soo great.
And I'm not alone.. in this victims prison,
D.I.Y Labotomy, I'll make the first incision.

I don't want drugs, to ease my pain,
I found Nirvana.. but can't get back again!
Some say I'm insane!  This train of thought I'm on,
Goes through a portal to another dimension.

But it's a dark, cold world.. where I know no fear,
My heart it stops, my mind sharpens.. becomes clear,
When I look into your eyes.. I can see your soul,
I can reach into your heart.. but I might lose control!

Sometimes I can see.. just a little too much,
And round-about that time, I start to lose touch,
See.. I know why you hurt, but I could hurt them too!
I'd make them scream, long, sweet, songs of sorry.. just for you.

However.. I know something, that they don't know,
I've had a little glimpse, of the place, that they go,
Where they like to turn the tables.. and play little games,
Where sticks and stones hurt, but so will the names!

Till then.. keep strong!  Keep your mind awake,
You've walked through fire, I think you should take a break,
But you've seen the enemy, like me.. you wanna fight,
Thats why I walk alone, with no shadow, in the night.


Details | Free verse | |

Mute Cry

“Hence when did thy breasts hate to feed me?
Hence then haven’t they heaved to need me?
Oh Mother! Why art thou so silent?

Those bombs and those ammos from the machine guns, they bother me no more.
They sound like a lullaby to me.
Wasn’t it you who reassured me that ‘this is life’ even before I was born?
Now why do you still lie?

I heard Papa’s plea to let you go before they shot that merciless bullet into his head.
I saw it Ma, I saw it all...
ripped, stripped and writhing in pain,
I heard your final beg to let me go.
I cried then Ma, I cried aloud, I cried my best with all I could; 
thought that hearing me cry they would let you go.
They never stopped and choked I lay.

My eyes still won’t open full and I only see darkness around.
Tears mixed with trickling blood have dried 
and my voice too fragile to rise above the noise outside me.
Oh Mom! Why don’t you shout for me now?
Was it wrong that I was born to thee?!

Why have they taken it all even before I can understand 
in a life time or more what war and hatred is all for?
Tell me Mom, tell me now from up above
Why won’t a bullet silence me too?”


Details | Narrative | |

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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A PRAYER by Anna Lo P

Broken hearted, that's how I felt now
Alone and my thoughts in wonder,
A good friend sent me this
After all, my life is still in bliss.

"I may never have the opportunity
 to do great things for you.
 But I’ll always find a chance to do,
 small things for you
 in a GREAT way BY PRAYING."

Thank you my friend,
tears were lessened 
with what you have just sent.
Peace.


Details | I do not know? | |

Heart And Soul

I see in your heart I see Inside your Soul

I feel the feelings only you can see or know

I feel your pain from deep down inside

And know the hurt and feelings combined

Your an Amazing,Sweetheart this you should know

Don't let anyone take that from deep inside your Soul

The hurt you feel the anguish deep down inside

will only go away if you learn to let go and cry

The release is so great and healing. Refreshing I would say

That your heart will grow warmer and warmer each day

The Love you have inside shows in your outer glow

So let that glow reach deep down to where it needs to go

You are Beautiful on the inside and out dont let anyone

ever make you dought. Take control and let your inner

 light glow.. Come on girl let's give them a beautiful show

Don't lighten your glow for anyone you know let it shine

 and always abound..

Just know this to me you are one of the most Beautiful Souls

One of the most precious I have ever encountered on this earth

Although our friendship is beginning to bloom in leaps and bounds

I feel in my heart there is plenty of room for it still to grow

You are the most open, welcoming, sweetheart of a girl that I know

It feels like our friendship has been around forever your already in my soul

I Love you more than words could ever express I'll always be here

to help with any and all Stress or obstacles you go through

So know in me a True friend you have found one that promises to

NEVER let you down!!!!

Written By: Christina Kirks McCullouch

03/17/2013


Details | Narrative | |

Creature

Observing. 
Frozen in time,
captivated by this enormous being,
the size of a small car.

Pondering, 
his every move.
The way he used his hands;
so child-like.
With all the consciousness of the world, 
and graceless coordination.

Aware.
of the visitors,
as they briefly called out for his attention.
Only for a moment,
then they were gone.

Untamed,
in an orderly sham. 
He sat there,
in his dark cave.
As if he was waiting for the light to find him.

Perched,
on a boulder, 
squatting, and primitive.
Drawing in the dirt with one hand. 
Swatting a fly with the other.

Surreal,
His nature,
as he rushed to consume his food.
The females hovered behind him,
watching intently, 
like me.
His movement mechanic.
His presence powerful.
He was the king of his domain.

Studying, 
his magnificence, I watched.
How smart was he?
Could he feel my presence? 
Engulfed in the very essence of all that was him, 
I watched. 

Wondering, 
how he felt, I watched.
Did he think he was still in the womb of Mother Nature?
Or, did he know the iron bars which embrace him now?

Then 
it happened;
our eyes met.
He noticed my presence.
His gaze intimidated me, 
But I did not look away.
He approached me.
I felt his eyes inspecting my soul.
A chill ran down my back,
I turned behind me,
only to find no other presence there.
When I turned back, 
we were face to face.
Separated by the sham,
And a two inch piece of glass.
Just me and him,
the two of us,
and the females hovering behind him.

Wise,
His old eyes spoke to me,
They said 
“I am like you. 
I love, I feel, I hurt.
I am, like you.”

Sympathetic,
I put my hand on the glass
and with all the 
consciousness of the world,
he did the same.
With tears in my eyes,
I smiled.

Then, he pooped in his other hand
and wiped it on the glass.
This was a sign of endearment.
I laughed out loud.
And I swear,
He smiled back.


Details | Quatrain | |

Stand Up

Stand up for the broken,
'Cause they are people too.
With hearts and souls in ruin,
They just want to be like You.


Details | I do not know? | |

Hate

I Hate You! Yo did it again. I don't know why i keep going back to you. You have hurt me so 
much. You say you love me then you stab me in the heart. You say your sorry and then 
cheat on me. I don't know why but you think it's a joke when you say you love someone you 
need to mean it. I hate you so much! yor are a a&& of a person. You need to become a 
better person. You have hurt so many peole. Love is something you don't take lightly. I hate 
you because all of the pain you have put me through, and it will never change


Details | Free verse | |

HONOURABLES

At eighty he is still a coolie
toiling in paddy lea;
reaping pods and
heaping the seeds.

His sagged muscles working
in wonted harmony
But his brain tired of thought;
of his son who died as a sot; or
of his daughter widowed at twenty past
or his wife pulling weeds at another spot.

He has to carry on this moil; I thought
till death to retain his breath.

Looking at his pitiable plight
a wicked feeling swept my heart.
How great we're in contrast;
honourable servants of the State.

We retire at sixty, in peace.
Take home a lump sum of grant, apiece.
Also a pension for monthly use.
Last but not the least
a T.V and a chair to ease.

All this at what a simple price.
For sleeping forty years in office! ! !


Details | Acrostic | |

Real Life Hero

Doom 
Resounds in his head. 
Until today he
Gave up everything.  

And today he 
Dug his heals into the 
Dirt. He gave it all to give
In. Tomorrow will be worse than what
Claims him
Today.  


Details | I do not know? | |

Feelings of Pain

The pain that i am feeling is caused without reasons,night after night and seasons after seasons. This pain that I'm feeling is not as bad,I have seen others lose all they had.I sometimes wonder, would that happen to me? Then i begin to tremble thinking, will i ever be free? This pain has my heart hurting, longing for the love i never had. Where will i ever find love with a heart this sad? The pain that i am feeling...I'm not only feeling for me,it's the pain of my love ones who is hurting inside of me. Feelings of pain i feel no more as you look into the eyes of a soul once torn.


Details | Verse | |

He Knows

What words can I use to ease the pain you carry in your heart,
It saddens me to see you suffering in a world gloomy and dark.
    All your days are filled with thoughts of  worries and guilty feelings,
From dusk till dawn you go on and on but your life has no meaning.
   These twisted ideas of your misunderstood emotions driving you insane,
Night after night you will toss and turn thinking  you are the blame .
   There was nothing more we could do that would have changed that day,
It was his time and we had no choices because that is just Gods way .
   You must remember  he was never alone no matter  what you may remember,
Please get by this and get on with your life and forget that day in late September.
   How angry he would be if  he was here and saw how you  have not moved on,
That's something we know he would say by telling you that you are wrong.
   I can't imagine him ever wanting you to stop living after he had passed away,
Don't be a fool wasting your life thinking about me that's what he would  say.
   How do I help make it better for you so there is no more pain ,
First you must stop feeling it's your fault and stop taking the blame .
   Get out of this  cold dark and lonely place start living your life,
Move on to better days where you will sleep through the nights.
   He has never left you and has been here beside you all along,
Here to help you to get on with your life now that he is gone.
   It's your happiness that has him trapped here in our time ,
He will move on to where he must be once he is out of your mind.
   Think only of the good things and the love that was always there,
You never have to worry anymore he has always known you cared .
   Please do this for me so you can see you will alwys be daddy's girl,
I need you back the way you were which was a part of my world.
Tac



Details | Rhyme | |

Why

Here we go again, you yelling and my head doin spins.
Now both so loud…both tryin to win.
A battle not ment to be, between two who have something so unique;
Now hot biting lips and at times can’t speak.
B_tch is a word I try not to say, I know it burns but what else can I say
You choppin at me like a tree, molding me like clay.
Into who you see in front of you,
Doing stupid things I wouldn’t think to do.
But you know what “f__k this” “I can’t take it no more”
How strong can a man be, when he like nailed to the floor.
And you can take it how you wanna
Cuz that’s where we at right now,
Cuz don’t forget what you throwing
Also hitting like kapow!!!
When all I wanted to do…was just lay down.
So could you please just stop and think of this
You and I in this frantic twist.
All I want is my baby’s kiss.
Brainstorm…and imagine me,
Think of my eyes and what they see.
Something not working that used to be.


Details | Free verse | |

TOMORROW IS NOT ENOUGH

sometimes, the light is too bright,
for you to know where you are.
to know if you're doing right;
if you're daydreaming a nightmare,
lying in the realities of lies,
taken away by too much illusion.
mistaken realizations:
masks of the phases of life,
turmoil and strife,
drama only seen by you,
eye to eye with the maker's vice,
everyday it's a challenge not to get lost,
genuine witht he right choice.
expression with every impression,
trials with even harder tribulation.
lie is not simple,
the road is paved with a lot of choices and mistakes.
the stress of tomorrow,
oh! not to get overwhelmed.
miles to go, miles to go,
and they say tomorrow is not enough.


Details | Personification | |

the Last word of a hunter(II)

The forest might not be mine,
But in my dreams i still cross that line.
my memories cant be forgotten
as i picture animals getting rotten.
I still want to hunt with pain,
but not to dream with any blood stain.
No to hunting,taking all animals as a pet
I hold them with care without a bullet,
though I have a meal without flesh
 is like drinking water which is not fresh.
my career is no longer  to kill,
But to watch the forest from a hill
My last words as I hunt no more
As I enjoy nature by the shore.


Details | Romanticism | |

a day to be mindful of

have you ever had that perfect day?
the day when no matter what the world can seem to do no wrong?
when everything seems right?
savour it i tell you!
cherish every last moment of it for tommorow may not be the same,
for you see though you may have one good day,
 many bad days filled with dark emotions shall follow,
however you see,
even though your in a bad spot,
youve had good times,
many of them too,
and nothing on earth,
not evan death can remove them from you,
for moments may last a second,
but memorys last forever.


Details | Free verse | |

Breakfast time and a bowl of cereals

Waking with a start,preparing to face the end
eating next to nothing,cracking the bottle of optimism.
Life looked away in revulsion as the villainies committed
and lost into the book of vanity.
With the naked eye i see the world every morning,revolutionized
but big words puff me up as thought i was you.
A jarring note,a shot of morphine and get out of the rut
a perjury of illusion,the only blemish on your face.
I was deceived into the belief of something invisible.
Swashbucklers,mock heroics,phony patriots and cells
that proliferate so rapidly.
Populous mash potatoes,the decomposition of the corpse,
i can't take much more.
Filth has no sense of delicacy,i never boasted that
and the inanity of convenience put a bullet through my head again
So i open the window of pessimism.

We live with the manners of a swine,
enough to keep body and soul together.


Details | I do not know? | |

Dedication

For anyone who has ever felt different
And all the while yearned to be the same 
For anyone who has encountered gross indifference
And wondered if somehow they were to blame

For anyone who’s been unsure of what to do 
And pushed on seemingly without success
If any of these things ring true for you
Congratulations you’re truly one of us…

…a human being




This poem appears as the dedication in an top-notch anthology of light verse entitled “All Said & Done”. The book is being sold to raise money for a UK Autism charity and it contains works from some distinguished poets e.g  Charles Ghigna, Julie Kane, Wendy Cope, John Whitworth, as well as many other autistic and non-autistic poets.
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Details | Couplet | |

What I see when I read other peoples poems

  
When I put myself in the reader’s shoes, 

My mind it unlocks my heart becomes fused, 

So many paths are written about, 

Some with emotional pain, fear and doubt, 

Some just admire love and the rain, 

Some people’s words are written in vain, 

Whatever the journey I can jump right in, 

Words have no boundary’s they start where my eyes begin, 

Echoes of sadness transfer through to my chest, 

Welding the pieces of alone and depressed, 

Confusion and clutter glued to their verses, 

Lyrics and styles some blessings and some curses,

Some intellectually murder expression, 

While others navigate me through lust and obsession, 

Some make declarations, oaths and pledges, 

Language can break through all previous wedges, 

Others can take me back to long ago, 

During wars of succession that troubled them so, 

Drifters and seekers, 

My fellow poets are speakers,

Unraveling time, 

By a single rhyme, 

Just like the lyrics of King David, 

Heartache and trouble can leave some jaded, 

But when others can take that journey with you again, 

All from a poets notebook and pen, 

The past comes alive and the present becomes real, 

Dirt roads aren’t as scary and soldiers finally heal, 

Our souls become one by the words we do speak, 

So take time to read another persons week, 

For their lessons may be the energy that saves some youth, 

Their story’s may be the emotion that engrave in your heart truth,

Take a moment to walk through someone else's mind, 

There is no telling what you will find. 


By: Sabina Nicole


Details | Rhyme | |

A Soldier's Memorial

It is built on pain and on sorrow
To always beware of what comes tomorrow
Although to some it burns from the past
Like the flames of hell rising fast

But yet be happy, there is some hope
Some happy things to help those cope
With problems that come, but memories gone
Into the ashes where only death belongs

A voice could say, “Beware what you seek.”
This voice wants all to be dreary and bleak
It calls for a unity of past damnation
It wants the world to have a remorseful sensation

Though, it cannot be stopped but can be fought
The memories from those that can be forgot
So live life well, allow no worry to fly
The days of sorrows and lies have gone by

Think of the days where it will be perfection
From the day of birth or the grave-sites reflection
It can never break what was built in a heart
Never worry, only love, for love is thou art


Details | Couplet | |

Extensions

Shadows suffocate purified air,
Voices that whisper no one cares,

The moon surrenders to the sun,
While Madness tries to steal what has already begun,

But just like the fiercest labor pains late in the night,
When it gets so hard and you lose your will to fight,

That is when the crown of life starts to be seen,
All that pressure in the end makes one glisten and gleam,

Carry on through the storms you now face,
For God won’t let any part of your struggles go to waste,

One person’s heartache is another person’s hope,
Sharing your story is like a fortified rope,

On top of a mountain used to assist others that climb, 
Always remember to extend it in perilous times,

And if you should ever fall down yourself,
The extensions you have secured will bring you great wealth,
The extensions are physical, emotional and spiritual health.

By: Sabina Nicole


Details | Free verse | |

Wanderer

A dusty old town-so quiet
a man, a traveler
takes off his pack-so heavy
and reclines for a rest.

they dont know his name, they never do
they wont even bother to ask
he troubles them-his mysterious past
leads them to prejudiced views

but were one to ask, for if naught but a name
what would this traveler say- would he speak?
a word, no. a name, he would give them and pass
"Im Wanderer, the world is my street."

Wanderer-what a name
does it signify much of his life
or is it a code- a cypher?
an enigma to his past.



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WE

I think of the years between us and 
Little snippets of our journey floods my mind.
Life and all it's roads at times difficult

Allowing us the chance to change, to be remade for the
Last of all our tales shall be of our triumphs- 
Ways we conquered our self doubt, our impulses
Always giving way to that better me, better you
Yet you walk these roads with a heavy heart
Soul weary and feet blistered and I say to you

Be not afraid of what s to come
Everyone is given only what he or she can bear

Yes I say to it all - the pain, our tears, the laughter
Our fears,  - the joy and all these years between us
Underneath it all there lies our blessing and 
Redemption in the form of this friendship

For the mistakes, the errs are not erased but" Our Father In Heaven"
Remember is the sweetest prayer
In it we find the mercy he tempers our punishment
Even as we are wrong, we are in his light
No man can take your soul, so walk
Don't run to the end of your life, when it is done, he is there.
 


Details | Free verse | |

AN IDLE NEIGHBORHOOD

Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories, best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs, of what there parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here,would just add to the scar.


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Empty

If you had it your way I’d have a ventriloquist mind.
Everything would be perfect and I’d be so on time.
You have tricks up your sleeves, but I would be blind.
The memories have disappeared and you’d be so kind.
We would travel the world in blissful sin.
You’d shower me with empty compliments that shine
Like diamonds and jade. 
And I’d think that thinking would ruin our home.
So I’d move with the light and the sound, hand in hand while
You’d be the man. 
Huffing and puffing about all of your fame, and me,
Your girl, I’d never recognize your game. 
And you’d win.
My soul would end and we’d form into one,
Blind to misery and in fear of the gun.
Breathing would stop and I’d look around in search
Of a past nowhere to be found.
trapped in a life I never chose,
Unfamiliar faces and you staged in a pose.
Your ego larger than the box in which I’m enclosed.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Hurt That I Often Feel

Yesterday, I thought I seen the back of your head,
I felt my mind shook as I started to dread,
That you were there,
But then I realized,
It wasn't you.
As I left the airport,
I got into a truck, that was just like yours,
Then all my emotional sores started hurting again.

And later on, after seeing,
That the friend I wanted to have all to myself in high school,
Already had someone to be best friends with,
I held back my tears,
And fear that maybe I'll never recover
From these emotional issues that seem to go on forever.

And I feel like I can't keep myself together...
Especially when I see two siblings who love one another,
Wishing my siblings were close to my age,
Then I wouldn't have ever felt like I was in a lonely cage,
Envying those who get to have a younger sibling jump into their arms,
Whenever I see them at school...

She always felt like a little sister for me,
I want to protect her,
But nowadays, I don't like the way she is some times,
And I feel confused, and lonelier when I see that she
Likes her other friends more than me.
Yet again, more envy, 
And I feel guilty realizing it's wrong for me to be jealous
In friendship...

I'll make sure our friendship never ends,
But I know that my loneliness will never disappear,
And I will never be able to reappear,
In school with her again, it hurts,
Especially when I don't have someone to share the suffering
Of high school work and gym.
I still feel hurt and sad, everything in elementary,
That made me glad will be pushed away,

And I'll probably feel alone everyday...
Just like the old days, when I cried at night...
And my alarm clock was my nightlight...
Now I need Him, to keep me safe,
And be my light,
Because the hurt that I often feel
Is an inner fight for life!


Details | Haiku | |

The dirty street lambs

Some dirty street lambs
Hungry and looking for food
Found papers to eat!


Details | I do not know? | |

See through

There you stand, staring straight through me
I must be empty
No colour, no brains, no history
If you hit me it wouldn't hurt
Yet I'd shatter from the inside
And I'd fall down, But who would pick me up?
Can you see what's inside, or do you see past me?
I admit, yes I'm shallow
But I can't succumb to more
Unfortunately I'm a window
Who's in love with the door.


Details | I do not know? | |

Why

Why is it hard to find love?
Why is it so hard to keep?
Why do things stand in the way?
Why does it hurt when it's about to end?
Why is it that things happen when it gets good?

It's hard when you find love and to find out your about to lose it. When people move it's hard 
on both of the people and it's hard to find love again. I hate the fact that it's hard to find love 
and when it's grand and then it is gone. When you find that person in life make sure you 
cherish every moment because it can change in a heart beat. Make sure you love them with 
all of your heart and make sure you make every minute count. Make d&mn sure you love 
them with all of your heart and make sure you mean it. Spend every minute as if it were 
your last and if something happens you know you did everything in your power to make it a 
great time and i know it's hard and it'll be hard when it happens but try to be strong and 
make it through the hard times.


Details | Verse | |

JOURNEYMAN

Instinctively moving through time, my judgement results in my pain, at times it feels like this 
world is unfamiliar or just does not entertain my triumph. Too many days endured 
emotionless, thoughtless, does my heart beat in vain because it has not a purpose. 
Recognizing my surface is a struggle, better days have to be ahead, only the strongest 
survive in an era where being strong is not good enough. I long for a companion with a silk 
heart trimmed in gold, a queen who is uplifting, i need strength at my weakest points. For so 
long i have been loyal without reward, do i dare view ones reflection in the mirror, sacrifice 
is the key element to my joy, true happiness is on reserve.


Details | Epic | |

Silent Wars

My screams are void
Interrupted by blurred groans
Drums beating,
Echoing in the dead of night,
Unavoidable
Silent wars has begun 
Quarrels set off,
Throwing away love

Who wins? Who has gone missing?
No one knows in silent wars


Details | Free verse | |

Invisible Chains


When you think your alone I’m actually there. . taking away your freedom and your not even aware.

Its better this way with you not knowing, as if our true face was to show, well that would be the end of the plan as we know.

So do us a favour and keep working your 9-5 watching our T.V thinking you’re alive.

The truth of it all is we run this show and even if we told you no better people would know! 

As most aren’t wise they do as there told, makes them feel secure. . Its psychology of old, an as we both know sheep do not lead  . . but follow!


Details | Rhyme | |

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.


Details | Elegy | |

Reset

Don't be afraid to go back in time and see the life you lived. 
Artificial smiles in a world stained with pain. 
People you trusted, you deemed as your friends. 
Only later they were icing on a cake. No one's understood you.
A book by its cover, they threw you away. 
Your heart's vulnerable, breaking to pieces day-after-day. 
Don't give up. It's not the end.
If everyone's turned their backs on you, know I'll be always there for you 'till the end.
Like shadows that never fade, it's inevitable for your angel not to walk away. 
So don't look down in tears. Just take my hand and I'll kill away the pain.  
I'll do all that I can to help you shine bright once again. 
Through death and hell, I'll forever be your friend. 
On a bed of nails, we won't turn pale. 
Don't give up. It's not the end. 
When everyone's turned their backs on you, 
know I'll be always there for you even after my end. 
Six feet under, my heart won't mend. 
Everything that has an ending has a beginning in the end. 
It's not the other way around. 
So turn around, my dear, 'cause it's time to leave our mark.  
It's the series finale of what had been. 
Two will become One. 
One will leave a legacy for the world to learn its inconsistencies. 
Let's hit the reset and see the bliss tonight. 
Because the end is not the end.


Details | I do not know? | |

Tantrum

The sound of fear bellowing from my soul, as I shake excessively
The words are no longer words in the duel, I fear the reality
I continue to scream, no longer in control
My movements are quick, as I do not have rule
This nightmare is a reality

During the day the nightmare calms, until I arrive home
I do not wish to hurt the ones I love, so I try to roam
I roam around, until they arrive, trying to help to keep me calm
Another night, another match only to continue
This nightmare is still a reality

My tantrums contain pain, held in from others
I wish the day with no more pain,I have never wished to hurt another
I continue to try day by day, to  help keep this nightmare away
The nightmares are a fading reality


Details | I do not know? | |

The Pain in the End

Drowning in your tears
From all the wasted years
When you opened up your mind
To see what you could find
But ended up getting lost
And collapsing from exhaust
Never healing the pain
Eventually going insane
Learning the truth never fails
When there is a fork on the trail
Looking to the bright side of things
And everything that life brings
Kicking you to the ground
The feeling that is renowned
Failing to take control
Not knowing your own soul
Losing ones identity 
Wishing for serenity
Losing faith, losing hope
Feeling like there is no way to cope
with the pain, and the hurt
So low you feel like dirt
Craving for that peace of mind
For someone to please be kind
Give in, be free
Just like that famous decree
There is no way to fully understand
What God has eternally planned
For all of humanity
Living with vanity
Roaming forever to wonder
What is left for us down under
Before the heavens open wide
The day that everyone dies


Details | I do not know? | |

Bittersweet Wisdom

Death, in its unhurried wisdom,
ends all doubt and sorrow.
It is a lasting remedy for all
Illness, insecurity, and loneliness;
The finality of it ends all pain with
a sweetness not otherwise known.
Its sweetness is known only by those,
who in their passing have smelled its fragrance.
The pain of those left behind has a
fragrance all its own, a bittersweet
emanation that assails the senses with
its pungency. The strength of the void,
left by the passing of one loved,
seems endless. Time and faith,
working in unison, will lessen the
strength and fill the void.


Details | ABC | |

Dance

Take your hand and put it out forward,
Than swing out out to the side, c'mon don't be a coward. 
This is fun, now swing your hips from side to side,
Remember all the times you couldnt express yourself and you cried.

But now your can swing your legs and feet any way you want,
Look for that new move that you looked for your whole life like a hunt. 
Grab someone by the hand and let them join you in that awesome moment,
I promise you, you will love this feeling you are about to feel.

Turn up the music and dance your heart out,
Move to the beat and go wild and feel like your out of sight. 
This is your moment, don't let anyone take that away for you,
This is not happening too slow and i tell you that that's the truth.

Put some head phones on and go to your own world of greatness,
Bust a move like you never did before, I promise it's harmless.
Make your heart feel what I am feling right now and take my hand,
I promise that I will make you smile and scream with joy and stand.


Details | I do not know? | |

WAR

This World.
This worlds that is
filled with havoc.
Why couldn't we 
have a world 
filled with peace.
Sometimes I wonder,
how did we get this way.
Love is not being
spread around.
Hate is.
They are both
very strong words.
Children shouldn't
grow up
watching, hearing,
or even seeing
people die.
And why?
Because God didn't
create war.
Man did.


Details | Free verse | |

A HARSH REALITY

Too many children have had to grow without ever having a parent to know.
Ran through the foster parent system,with no one ever asking them.
And what occurs when they get some bad ones,beatings,isolation,sexual assaults done.
Then growing up and living with what occured,their conscience telling them this is absurd.
So they go through life being afraid and believing that those who hurt them must be obeyed.
It truly is a sick circle they must live in,and how this affects others is truly a sin.
So we must try to get them through this and most times it will be hit and miss.
But someone must be there for them,to ask those crucial questions where and when.
For if they never release that pain inside,they will always surely run and hide.
So "PLEASE" dear LORD! Set there evil free,and when they've released their pain could we 
then work on me.


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 


Details | Free verse | |

You're Going To Die Laughing

I could just imagine Tom 
dancing in the Lord's Kitchen
wearing his Spandex Boxer Shorts
while his other goofy Friends Hammond and Rosie
pose as Vacuum Salesmen 
at a Dire Straits Gig
making Tidbits and poking Wormholes
with their Listerine Soaked Tissue box
Oh I know Tom has to be laughing in sweet Pain
as these two nut cases aboard an U.F.O.
and stay drifting to another brilliant Convention
on  Insomnia and Nuclear Waste Medicine
Bet they end up thinking that  Lunar Craters
is the head cheese in charge 
As they sit to Wine And Dine for free


Details | Rhyme | |

UPS AND DOWNS

you take the good, 
in whatever mood.
you take the bad,
even if it makes you sad.
you take the ups,
even if you're all wrapped up.
you take the downs,
no matter all the frowns.
you take the world for what it is!
no matter what it gives you,
cause you know better!
no matter what you'd been through!
so many hard changes and challenges;
so many struggles,
so many choices to make,
keeping up with the times,
cause you know what at stakes.
a cycle of bad lies:
through the illusion of no easy content,
trying to be real with no fake intent.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Today

Give me a whistle, I will blow.
make me run, but rather slow.
keep me warm, for dreams to glow.
gift me a joy, I'm happy though.

Buy me a smile, for years to come.
trade me a life, for a zero sum.
pinch me hard, 'coz soul so numb.
paste me a song, with an upbeat gum.

Kiss me a bye, to start afresh.
cut me a sky, no more no less.
cry me a heart, to clear the mesh.
try me a trick, let life refresh.


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Year Gone By


This year has brought me much heart-ache, grief and many a tear I did shed
For I lost a friend so close and dear to me
I was a heart-broken and empty lass
As my world crashed down and
Shattered like glass.

It was the saddest time of my whole life that I've ever
Felt so much grief and pain in my heart
I could not cope with being apart
From my dear friend Coni.

I still sit and think of her each day and have precious
Memories that will always remain in my heart and
Stay in my mind for hope and comfort
I do find,
Remembering the friend I had
Who so loving,
Compassionate but most of
all kind, 
What a true diamond
Of a friend I was blessed to find.

In loving memory of Coni Oliver
Sept1956-July2012


Details | I do not know? | |

For Emily

An afternoon stroll with a friend on a heated day,
Her hair perfectly swaying to her giggle bounce
Holding her tummy, simply stating
“I have a baby on the way”

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For this Mrs
The sun shining inside and out
So lucky she felt that day, she has a baby on the way

Baby’s daddy holds mommy’s hand
Says thank you honey, I love you so much
Our baby is lucky to have your heart 
And I’m so blessed to wear your band

A visit to the doctor turned perfect joy into shock
You have cancer he told her
You won’t live with this life in you
Sit soon with your husband and have a talk

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For this Mrs.
The sun shines brightly on this day
Cause she still has her baby on the way

Her husband crying uncontrollable tears
Loving her so
He could never ever let her go
He can’t choose
he doesn’t want to lose
His wife or his child

She knew for her this baby was a voice
A wish she made so long ago
A wish come true
And there was no one telling her what to do
It was ultimately her decision, her choice

Six years have passed, and Emily asks,
“Daddy, when will I see mommy?”,
Today my sweet angel,
Today

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For this Mrs
The sun still shining on this day
as Emily kneels to pray
For mommy

Mommy had made her choice
And daddy still hurts so bad, he misses her smile, her touch
But he holds Emily today
with Mommy's light warming them both
His deep indescribable love for Emily sustains him
On her birthdays

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For Emily
The sun still shining on this day
her hair perfectly swaying to her giggle bounce,
as she plays, 


Details | I do not know? | |

Trip to The Immortal

All too strangled
Tingling like the cathedral bell
Woven together like a twine thread
 long like end will never come
All rough and dusty
The trip to the immortal

Thirst is an understatement
Fire emanating from within
Water prickling down in an array
A continuous array
Slowly and steady
The trip to the immortal

Flesh all worn out
Perfume you can not find
Heart too heavy to walk
Leading to the thought of height and above
The trip to the immortal

Hearts swings in the wave of melody
Melody a path to accomplishment
Gazing at the Olympic ark
Athens is mine, Sparta I own
The trip to the immortal
See you at the other end of the bridge


Details | Free verse | |

HELP

To help is to be alive
to lift when someone has fallen
to shine when it is dark
to be hope when all is lost
All these are help, and are remembered by those who witnessed. 
A smile can change a life, never underestimate your power, and your power over the world.

So when its needed . . . 'help


Details | Senryu | |

Conditional Love

To let raven fly
On gaoler's sharp axe I'll lie
If, you'll be my crown


Details | Free verse | |

Yet She Smiles

Her dreams crashed on the shore of reality
Her ambitions lay covered in the blanket of misery
Life has stolen a piece from her
And left without saying as much as a word
Time heals wounds but what about dreams
Her scars run deeper than my imagination can explain
She holds a suicidal amount of unreleased pain
But her screams will not be heard
Her giving up has never occurred
Her bravery has slain dragons in ages past
Her courage has pushed forth soldiers fighting for freedom
Her attitude has broken through diabolical spells cast
Its her motivation that allowed the tyranny of oppression to become undone
She stands tall, as life tries to break her down
But with every punch with every pound
She never shows where it hurts
She never complains about her tears
She never breaks the glass of valor
Tales will be spun, for she is what makes it all possible
Everything breaks down in time
But her shattered pieces of dreams are nowhere to be found
She picked them all up and placed them somewhere to never make a sound
For dreams are ambitions that have lost their drive
But she miraculously manages to keep them alive
Shattered, broken, unhinged, damaged to the very core
Unable to walk on clouds no longer able to soar
She is now an angel with clipped wings
A dancer with no ankles, a story with no end
She has been through the darkest of pits
She has wormed through the narrowest of slits
Cut, bruised, beaten … life gave it it’s all
But she is wonderful because through it all
I would have broken down, and yet she smiles
So for that I wanted to say thank you


Details | Free verse | |

The methadone girl

She could hardly drag himself along,hovered between life and death,
so frozen that her hands are insensible to any feeling
and atrophied heart works only for the casual trade.
Plucked at hair with rage as these morning habits die hard,
spiting blood,residues of the night before.
You toiled in vain because you think you've met her several times
and your soul finally realized your ambitions.
But she is the methadone girl.
The cheap shoes worn out,trampled underfoot by the crowd,
wasted by the long illness,languished from indifference.
Dice with her life everyday,the perspective of sadness,
gain nothing or something in her mind,
watching you to keep your reputation free from all slurs
The drainage happened at the age of eighteen
only dent in her pride was forever.
Fool her with promises,exchange arms and legs with money,
skin burns easily so be an animal,defy the pressure-gauge.
Rolling on souls again.
Overawe us into the silence.
The silence of methadone.


Details | Rhyme | |

If Only You Really Knew

I cant go and I can't leave 
I'm sadly broken from within between
I know that I probably should go
but every time my heart keeps telling  me, "no!"
you've changed so much, 
and you've lost your light,
now your filled with anger and spite.
you've stolen my happiness and my pride
you call me names and watch me cry
all my tears, sinking into all my fears.
you sit back and laugh with all the guys
joking like my misery is your biggest prize
when I met you , you were something so special,
something that shined like a ruby or crystal.
now your dull you should be ashamed,
your a little boy , you will never change.
god will give back what you've been giving
take this as a lesson in life's finer living. 
kindness and compassion can go a long way
maybe you should remember that, it could help you out some day :) 



This is actually a song that I wrote, Hope you enjoy! :) 
                                                 With Love,


Details | Free verse | |

old 66 mustang

This 1966 mustang that i own
It unique and thinks it has it own throne
Oh yes it drives
Thats until the engine dies
Was this car ever fast
To me it seems out classed
Since last year I've worked on this car
Everyone knows i haven't got that far
But i know it has potential
Even thought i just broke it rear end differential
It doesn't roar
And no its not like that greek god thoar
More or less its funny 
I should call it a big lovable bunny


Details | Free verse | |

tides are risen from tears of love

when oceans rise beyond
the beaches, and 
it seems like the 
sky is leaking
water that fills 
the sea
above its very limits
and when those
tears stop falling
from the sky
where they fell 
the only place
that is the waters
edge is the mountain
that you land on.


Details | I do not know? | |

World Song-A Blessing to the Outcries

I’ve been blessed enough
To be protected
Positive surroundings
Never been rejected
Never redirected
No misdirection
In my life to date
No bad decisions
That could’ve sealed my fate
But my fortunate status
Won’t allow me to stall,
Failing to see the world as it is
Outside my four walls
I can and will, 
Still
Allow myself to feel 
The very factors, 
That force
The faces of fear 
From those 
That often shed 
Agonizing tears
From angst 
And ravaging years
Tormented, 
By the hands of time
Forced down,
Forced out,
Forced to the end of the line
Enslaved, 
By an oppressed mind-set
From a hope not yet, 
Seen
Hope deferred
Depressing things
To the point of,
“I dare not dream”
Thus, 
It seems
The band of healing
Should start with me
Beaming
Intensity
Baring
Charity
It’s inherent 
That I help
Him, her,
You
To be the blessing
Towards a life anew
For those who choose
To live it
So my life of privilege
Should I not only accept,
For self
But for the world, 
To be well
Therefore,
My benefits
Should outpour
To the outcries
To the extent
That opportunity extends
Starting,
A non-stop trend 


Details | Sonnet | |

To see fully

A glowing angel ascended from the skies:
came down, stepping slowly towards him
she touched his face looking into his eyes -
a view of heaven, galleries of a dream
something beyond beauty is seen:
through the eyes of the soul viewed
like the touch of God from within
our hearts... each other imbued
everything is seen more beautifully
leaving him to painfully and compassionately ponder:
leaving him weeping for those who cannot see fully
wishing they could have this magnificent wonder
he then wishes this for all the living: -
for most of the seeing are more blind.


Details | Narrative | |

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.


Details | I do not know? | |

You don't always have to have me there to hold your hand, my friend

my mind races across a million different thoughts at once, Are you seriously this dumbfounded? Be real, Why be fake? The only way you'll ever make it is if you change your pace, do you get the chase? Act like it, be who you are no matter if you're not with me. I don't need to be there to hold your hand. Grow up, it's life, it's not going to go as planned. Please, understand that I'm only doing this because I'm trying to be a real friend.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

My Son

These words I write with tear filled eyes, 
As a new dawn comes to light. 
Another day without you Son, 
Nor' a star filled winters night. 

Your Mother sends her love dear boy, 
As our hearts are torn in two. 
A Major came to see us Son, 
He brought us news of you. 

He told us of your courage, 
Of the fight that lay ahead. 
The soldier that we knew you were, 
Then he told us, " you were dead". 

You left for a tour of duty, 
With the army in your heart. 
We are proud to have had you in our lives, 
We won't always be apart. 

You fought for Queen and country, 
Now your duty sure is done. 
A man, a friend, a soldier, 
And my ever loving Son.....


Details | Quatrain | |

Party Pills

My heart begins to fail, 
My feet race along the ground, 
My body is drenched in a chilled sweat, 
I scream but don't make a sound, 

I feel my body tremble, 
As I frantically try to run, 
I can hear him coming closer, 
I hope he doesn't have a gun, 

There's a warmth on my shoulder now, 
I can feel his quickened breath, 
His rough hand connects with my arm, 
I can feel the shadows of death, 

All of the light has disappeared, 
More darkness has taken its place, 
My body's limp, worn out and weak, 
Death has finally won this race, 

But my soul lives on in heaven, 
To bring justice to those who kill, 
Vulnerable teenagers like me, 
By selling them party pills, 

I got given those party pills, 
To try with a special friend, 
Being a fool, I took a few, 
But death caught me in the end.

Copyright Kayla Yovich 2007


Details | Rhyme | |

Consider The Rich Man

Consider the rich man the wise man said
How soundly he sleeps upon his bed
And dreams
Of golden ponds
And silver streams
Of stocks and bonds
And cold hard cash
And other treasured trash
To stash
Within his pockets deep
While ten thousand hungry voices cry to sleep

Don't you do it
Don't you fall asleep in the rich man's tent
He has his reward but it's almost spent
Or would you dream
Of gentle oils 
And soothing cream
Of rich man's spoils
Money groves
And treasure troves
To be stowed
within you cellars deep
While ten thousand hungry voices cry to sleep

Van Gogh did it
Bonhoeffer preached it for Heaven's sakes
Ten million years had been raised for stakes
So they traded in their down filled sleep
For tattered mattresses and soiled sheets
But then at last
Exchanged these earthen threads
For a more enduring cast
For Abraham's bosom beds
Where ten thousand hungry voices rest their heads


Details | Lyric | |

Eyes to the Past

I look back at the beauty of those days
Where a smile was easily spread
And memories of those I love
Strike my head....
Always...


Details | Free verse | |

Why i fight for this country

It’s foggy
I see people in the background
Running back and forth
But I can't make out who they are
 
I walk closer to see who they are
It looks like a girl
I get closer, she starts to run
Time for the chase, a chase to see who it is
 
I see a house, she runs inside
It’s a big blue house with a large front yard and a white picket fence
I knock on the door to see if anyone’s home
I walk in and in the house the fog has followed me in
 
I hear creaking foot steps coming from upstairs
I slowly walk up and stare at the wall
Its picture of me with an unknown family
A son, 2 daughters and a beautiful wife
 
I’m standing in the background in my navy whites
Where is this place, who are those persons?
Whose house is this?
Where are all the people?
 
I make it up stairs and see the children’s room. 
Daughters. It looks like twins, twins sleeping in the room all tucked in
The fog is slowly clearing, I’m getting confused
What life if this, whose shoes are these?
 
I walk further down the hall,
The next room is his.
The son in the picture,
Full of trophies and figs.
 
He looks like a sports jock
How many trophies he has
He’s sleeping with his shirt off
But still tucked in like a kid
 
I say good night
And slowly close the door
I feel this is natural
As I see his night light turn on.
 
I continue with my journey
With every step the fog clears
I see the master bedroom
And take a peek whose inside
 
I see a women, her back is turned
The women in the photo but can make out her face.
I can hear her laugh
My heart it pumping
She says to me "you’re finally home!"
 
Sounds like an angel sing
Who is this woman, what is this feeling?
She has her faced turned to her shoulder, like she wants to speak
Still can’t make out her face, its very mystique.  
 
I walk closer, I see her ring
Could this be the love of my life?
I get a little closer to see who she is
I trip and fall down 8 feet into the rhib
 
I’m on a small boat in the water splashing. 
Was I dreaming, or did that happen?
 
It’s the life I dreamed,
What I wish I had.
I fight for this country 
So everyone else can have
 
The dream that I wished for
Everyday I wake
I gave up my dream
So the whole world can take it.


Details | Epic | |

Living Her Life

She sees the pains,
Which her native folk have gained.
She changed from a little girl
To someone who has always had the potential
To change her own little personal inner world.
As a child she never went through
What some other children of her people
Had went through themselves.

She used to never knew how the roots
Of all her people’s issues
Were and are so controversial.
Blessed was she, as a very young child,
For not knowing fully all the reasons why.

Blessed that she is and will always be
Full of feeling, and always quietly wondering “Why?”, 
Now she is filled with new knowledge and a developing sense of wisdom 
Within her own individual mind.
She is now what she had always
Envisioned and imagined before, since her elementary days.
She is (“I am...”) not entirely that same little girl anymore.
She is now one of the many of that particular kind.

Within her imagination is a longed 
Wanting of finally revealing 
The truths she has discovered and
How her people must change for the better.
Throughout her whole life, which she’s lived through so far,
She maintains a heart filled with feelings, 
A mind filled with knowledge
And a slight emotional immaturity as representation
That her inner child self is still alive on the inside.

Her inner and past child self (who was different from all the rest,
But was also similar to them when at their best).
Never truly knew how far she’d come in life.
(As of right now and forever into the future)
How she has grown and maintained herself
Is how she had made that (her) inner voice in her head and 
Had also long ago already acknowledged her true self.

She still stands in her own believing faith and faith in herself
And her lack of prejudice is what makes her naive thinking
Make her own days in her life far brighter than what others say
As they discourage her from doing 
Or trying to pursue something grand and part of a divine plan.
Even after times and tribulations involving doubting tremble.

Blessed she is for being so whole in her own presumed thoughts,
Blessed she is for logical thinking based on emotion and feelings.
Blessed she will always be, for Christ himself said to a woman
(who was suffering from something for more than 12 years), 
“Your faith is what made you whole.”
Now she thinks...
“Grateful and blessed I am, to the point of tears of joy and sorrow of how I used to doubt.
I now forever know what my life will be like beyond tomorrow.”


Details | Lyric | |

where ive always been

The air in this tomb sticks to my lungs offers no relief
The moments of comfort are short and brief
the darkness engulfs all of my senses
like the wrapping of guilt in so many confessions

maybe i deserve this twisted fate this ironic end
what i wouldn't give know just for a friend
my body grows weaker as the ordeal carries on
i pray this time tomorrow i will already be gone

laying in this bed i feel its my coffin my casket
don't know where I'm going but ill get there in a hand basket
even though i know its almost over regret seems to be my only companion
inside there is enough sorrow to feel the grand canyon

this late in the end i cant find the strength to speak
so much left unsaid am i wicked or just weak
i think people are here with me voices and a familiar face
the people i love cant follow me know they must stay in this place

if theres more after this life has passed me by
ill wait for you all on the other side 
i hope I've left fond memories with you all
you kept me standing after every single fall


Details | Rhyme | |

CRUSH

longing for her embrace,
waiting to be noticed.
urging to exhale from excitement,
like a deep secret.
moving even the heartless,
holding you breathless;
forever that stands still for a moment,
a great event,
a glimpse of bliss,
special times you can't miss.
crucial to your experience,
deepens your understandings.
a wanting desire,
so memorable and sublime.
mixed with so much emotions,
such a messed up feeling.
like something is missing from both of your lives,
heart melting;
sorrounded by passion i've never felt before,
not wanting anything else but to confine and console with your feelings.


Details | Monorhyme | |

Rufus Dufas

once came a man of civil tongue
spoke of another poet for what he has not done
tattered his name across the morning daily sun
depicted depraved drunk even a drug-addled madman he was none
since 1842 grudges just for some weird kind of fun
Rufus Wilmot Griswold  Mr editor got his gun
posted Edgar Allen Poe Was Dead died in Baltimore the day before yesterday I just shunned
If this is what memoir of the author is I may be as well as be done
But believing in and still reading Poe's work I have forever keepsakes of suspense and fun


Tribute To Poe



Memoir Of The Author
Rufus Wilmot Griswold
Editor

Also Entry For Brian Strand's
Adaption Contest


Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | Epic | |

Not The Only One

Why does everyone tuck their tails and hide..
Accepting all of the Corporate Lies?

We’re all eating Genetically Modified Foods,
Simply because it tastes so good.
Hormone-pricked animals; Tortured and Slain..
No Living Creature should endure such Pain.

The Fact is that We are so behind
In the True Consciousness of our Minds.
This Entire Life is one big Illusion;
Yet We are being taught of Lies and Delusion.
It’s now time to Think of All including Yourself,
Go beyond your wants and Desires; Humankind needs our Help.
Judge for yourself- I’m weird and depressed..
But I Understand Altrue Knowledge- Unlike the Rest.

-Emma Lea Mills
02/08/2012


Details | Rhyme | |

REFLECTION

future of an unforgettable past,
mirror reflections of an outcast.
unaffected by society,
ruled by the unruly.
righteous by the unholy;
constricted by choice,
nearly forgotten and lost,
hindered by the proud,
reflection so loud.
a mere shadow with no meaning,
no way of knowing.
moving in an aggressive way,
different in everyday.
emotions reflecting what you were!
concerning about your emotional tears.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Loneliness Surrounds Comfort and Hope Abounds

Lonliness surrounds, hovering over like a thick black cloud
wondering whether it will go away,fearing it
is here to stay and will never leave or fade away
Loneliness is not  a sickness but can make you feel
ill,wondering if  there is anyone who cares, is there 
anyone to show they love me, a tender touch, or
a sincere smile a kind word from the heart
is all you really need as it is an aching hunger 
and an essential basic need, to culitvate and feed us
 with love and warm and touch our hearts
with the Beautiufl gift of friendship
given to us from above.

We were created with a desire to love and be loved and
we all need friends, someone to turn to in times of
distress, someone to understand what we are going through,
someone to show compassion with a sympathetic 
ear, is it too much to ask to find someone 
so dear to fulfill a simple task ,
someone to care, who promises to be there for you
no matter what happens they will stick
like glue and loyally stay by you,
comforting and fortifying you
helping to get you through these times
that are upon you.


Lonliness can make us feel worthless, having no real
meaning or purpose in our lives, our hearts 
sink down low as a sinking ship in the deepest
ocean we watch it go, how can we find a lifeboat to keep
us afloat, emotionally we are drowing with worry,
anxiety,fear and anguish, tears flow from our eyes
we are desperatly in need of 
a friend who can sympathize.

As mortal humans life is like a mist appearing then dissapearing
but we have a basic need that needs to be met in order
to feel good as we should, we need someone close who
will be there in the stormiest darkness they will be our
rainbow at the end of the storm and they will
help us to cope even though they might not be able
to change how we feel, sharing our pain with a dear
friend can give us something to focus on
and a hope that will strengthen us 
shining like a star so bright in the dark of night.

Always remember that there is a friend waiting for you to get intouch
day or night, no matter how far the distance might be, 
finding a true friend is like finding a treasure
in the deepest sea, which is beautiful,precious
and rare, that is what you mean to me, 
So whenever you're feeling
 sad or lonely always remember
we may be apart but  I will always
 keep your name engraved  in my heart
something I will treasure and keep
close to my heart always and forever.




Details | Free verse | |

Divided in two

Two parallel Worlds divide my body and mind in two.

One World holds my heart, while the other holds my limp body.

One World shows the life i'v held in my heart, where there is good and there is bad, but everything in that World always ends in good.

The other World shows the life i'v feared for years, where there is nothing but bad, but everything ends in death.

I'v lived in both Worlds.
I'v hurt in both Worlds.

Both seem neither good nor bad at times.

But the funny thing is... 
OUR world today is what those two Worlds have become.

( If you may PLEASE comment of Mail me. Sorry i havn't been on in a long time... ALOT has happened this year to me)



Details | I do not know? | |

Harmonies

She lives inside of me,
In the secret catacombs
Of my soul.
She's there, in every
Step I take
Calling me back home,
Where its warm
Where its safe..

She doesn't know
Where I am.
The birth of my dreams,
In her eyes and mine.
She smiles
Her perfect smile
To cataracted eyes
Now unappreciative..

Two parts of one
lost forevermore
I can't contain
This red super giant
My pain, pulsing
A painful reminder
Of how fated love
Became an abyss..

How did I refuse
Her celestial grace?
Her beauty,
A reason to believe
In His grand design.
How did I turn
My back
On sunlight..

I've never cared
to look for another.
My heart, I know,
Was truly lost
The day she left.
Slowly the eclipse
Crept towards my
My soul bereft..

I hope that she
Is always happy
No matter where
She may be.
I'm happy that for
A moment
The sun danced
Around me..


Details | Haiku | |

Soar away

Shy cherry blossom Let the breeze take your dreams way Up to the Heavens.


Details | Blank verse | |

A QUEST

                       In search of an opportunity
			For a breakthrough in life,
			I roamed about,
			Knocking  every door
			But no one opened.
			Day and night I gazed at stars
			And looked around with hope.
			I toiled & toiled, nothing came out
			And patience waited
			Till it also became impatient.
			Nothing more could I do,
			Nothing could I grasp
			A shiver  passes through my body.
				In the hide and seek of life
				There is a race to reach the top.
				But chances never came to help
				Though it looms everywhere,
				Testing the character of man 
				Who could hold his self, neat and fair.
			        Waiting for things to happen
			Is a wishful thought no doubt
			But when you set to do it
			The  chance is all about.
			And if by chance you falter
			It holds you  and you sight the top of the race
			You  win and win you all the fight.
			Chance is a helper always
			If you  start a right.


Details | Classicism | |

My Frightened Soul

We didn’t meet that long ago
But still I think you should know
That I chose you above all the others
You’re like a sister from another mother
I know things aren’t alright
But let me hug you through the night
I’m here as a friend and nothing else
I’ll walk through the fire of every Hell
I am a friend to your frightened soul
Hearts, yours and mine, no longer whole
But shattered, and broken, fixed with glue
Falling apart, the blame to who?
All we need are strong arms to hold
To be daring and to be bold 
To hold us throughout the long dark night
Through troubled times and trembling fright
I will be your Guardian Angel
Hugging you through all hell
Let me be your friend as we go through
I will be faithful to you
This sounds so much like a romantic thing
But peace is what I want to bring
I’ve been through something similar
Tears make the memory a muddy blur
So here I am my frightened soul
A Guardian to save you from this hole
Of depression and pain that rip you apart
Enough damage is done to your heart
The one who holds you truly loves you
So stay strong for him, my amazing friend
We’ll stand by you until the end


Details | I do not know? | |

Honestly can you answer this

if you feel alone in this world your not alone. i wish that everyone had a fair opportunity to 
have all the joy in life. love, peace, hope, tranquility everyone needs it! it is hard for some 
people to show someone that they matter! popularity does it even matter when the price you 
pay is losing yourself to all of the important things. everyone is unique and everyone is 
special. wake up no one person is better then another i dont care who you are. people who 
think that they are better then other people whats the deal. are you serious? why do you 
think you are better. more people like you? are you sure they like you for you or for who 
you pretend to be? see there are people that are more deserving to be liked because they 
accually show their true selfs. is it hard to care about people even though you think you are 
better then them? can you honestly give me reasons why you are better then them. Honestly 
if you can give me 10 decent reasons that metter. not things like cuter, hotter, better 
clothes, more money, better at sports, if you can give me at least 10 reasons that arent bull 
then i will shut up. if not then at least have the decentcy to give someone a chance thed 
deserves it. i hate that and i wish people would not lose themselfs to popularity okay. its not 
worth it if you lose yourself in the process.


Details | Verse | |

COMFORT

                        Has not your heart burned within you at evening’s
                       Holy hour and calm as if it is in most depths discerned
                      the presence of a loftier power? 

                         It was God’s voice which spoke in silence to your silent
                      heart and bade each worthier thought awake, and every
                      dream of earth depart

                     Oh voice of God, forever close, in low sweet accents
                  whispering peace, make us your harmonies to hear the 
                  heavenly echoes which never stop


Details | Free verse | |

Possibility

Stuck in this body
My mind starts to think
And examine the possibilties
The possibilty
That I am alone
The possibility
That I am hated
The possibility
No one cares
never does my mnd
Examine the possibility
That I can be loved


Details | Name | |

What I Learned From Mom

makings of a grandmother
only with a touch of own spice
tender to the touch with
hindering sweet sweet love that
enriches the soul to keep
rendering for more and more of
' stories of own sucess by
delivering messages of yesteryears
acknowledgment of thy mother's day
year after year




Happy Mother's Day To

Mothers 
Stepmoms 
And Moms To Be

Love Kathy & Jenny



Happy Mother's Day Mama   {1934 - 2005 }
         R.I.P.


Details | Blank verse | |

Pray for Rain

Pray For Rain


Oh, it is hopeless is it not?
That the reign of tyranny upon the human heart must succeed in limitations, exposition and
remorse.
Is it not redemption’s shear defeat we seek? 
A narrow margin by which only a few may pass.
The measure of all you speak by day, by week, pulls you under;
Your soul do leak forward.
But, ahhh, my well placed brethren, this page shall take a turn.
There, within, is much to learn; lean on a sky’s thimble-full’s advice to pour forth;
Hope is, simply put: a tragic tripping device – because hope alone seeks to suffice; a
means to which no end takes place – just furtive beginnings.
Just once I’d love to see you let it go -- that faith balloon embroidered hope in gold.
And make a stand to shake your plans and see them cast asunder, shhh, hear the distant
thunder?
Pray for Rain my friend, cast your eyes upon the Son,
Pray for rain- all your days undone; the surface cries for you—
Arid amid anticipation alone—
Pray for rain,
I beg you.
Let it soak you to the bone.


Details | I do not know? | |

Cigarette Sarcasm

Lets go spit smoke from between our worn lips
wouldnt it be fun to rott our lungs together?
feel the rat poison, the cancerious **** buring our throughts?
how about the smell of that delicious nicotine?
isnt it delightful how we can ruin our lives?
so nice we can kill our selves this way
you know...
slowley? painfully? sinfully?
oh! and i love how everyone hates us now
but its okay cuz we have these emphizema on a sticks
we dont need anyone else, everyone else is just too smart..
oh and the best part, we cant live without it now.
ahh, great life huh?

*=changed because you cant put profanity on here..sadly.


Details | I do not know? | |

hhatersx

watchha sayy too ahh hhata
iisx thhat hhata see yyahh lata
see hhatasx thhiink thheyy all dhhat
but thhey aiint nunthhiin but ahh rat
thheyy thhiink thheyy are kool
byy usxiinqq yyou asx ahh tool
hhatersx yyou can fall bac
juxx lyyk ahh piiece of tack
cuz iim not afraiid of yyou
nd yyou need to know dhhiisx boo
ii dnt know kunqq foo
but ii thhiink ii can beat yyou
dhheyy miite sxayy dhhat iimma lame
but at leasxt ii can be tame
nevahh dahh leasxt
yyou are not a real beasxt


Details | Personification | |

UNSPOKEN WORDS

 
UNSPOKEN WORDS


UNSPOKKEN WORDS ARE MEMORIES LOST, 
...COUNTLESS TIMES THE UNSPOKEN WORDS,
THAT HAVE CLOUDED MY HEART.
SCREAM OR SHOUT ANYTHING BUT SILENCE!
CALL OUT MY NAME AS I CALL OUT FOR YOURS, 
MY SOUL LONGING FOR YOUR ACCEOTANCE AND LOVE.
LOOK INTO MY EYES AND YOU WILL FIND MY SOUL.
TOMORROW WILL COME AND MANY DAYS AFTER, 
YET TODAY WE SHALL NEVER SEE AGAIN.
SHALL WE LOSE TODAY AS WE DID BEFORE?
IS TODAY THE DAY WE BEGIN TI HEAL?
UNSPOKEN WORDS HOLD DARKNESS TO THEM, 
THEY THRIVE ON SHADOWS,
THAT WE HOLD WITHIN, 
HIDING FROM OUR CONSCIOUSNESS.
HOLD CLOSE TO YOU THE PRAYERS, 
I'VE PRAYED FOR YOU, 
I LONG TO HOLD YOU CLOSE 
TO MY HEART IN A CHILDS WAY.



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Tsunami

Some had time to prepare themselves
  To meet their Maker that day,
To pray for their soul’s salvation …
  To pray for those who would stay. 

Others were left with hopeless desperation
  To search for their beloved in vain –
To pierce the water with tear-filled eyes,
  Breathless - aching to see them again.

Some souls rose up to the Heavens –
  Their bodies ne’er to be found,
Or make it back to their loved ones –
  They found the Highest of “Higher Ground."

Some made the journey all the way
  Up to the “Angel of the Hill” –
Others joined a “Band of Brothers”,
  And prayed ‘til all was still.

Each days begins in innocence
  Just as the day one night before,
Rejoice in case it is your last –
  Live - Love - and Pray, all the more!

One day you may be one of the “Some”
  Or perhaps one of the “Others” –
One day your life could be held 
  In the hands of an Unknown Brother.


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Seem Not To Even Care

Its not like I asked for this
It’s something else besides
But knowing there is no way out
Just tears me up inside.
It’s like suffocation
Like drowning on dry land
Impossible, not really
On my knees for I cannot stand
You make promises and break them all
Crush them into dust
Moving on isn’t helping
To just leave things in the past
Burnt down to ashes, black and cold
Another day goes by
Another day in which I mean naught
Left on low, not on high
I do not beg for this torture
To be left out on my own
But you make it seem like that’s what I want
And again I’m left alone
One day you’ll pay the price for this
And regret it everyday
You deserved it for what you’ve done
And that’s all I have to say
You make is sound like it hurts you more
That you’re the victim here
Truth is you stand by and watch me cry
And seem not to even care
 


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CRUEL INTENTIONS

like a web of deceit,
lying in a bed of lies.
too much to forfeit,
hidden in a deception of device.
true intention of malice,
held in a grip of vice.
a stipulation of stimulation,
who no one is prepared for.
an enticing sensation,
shifty, handy for tomorrow.
justification for being on the edge,
trifling with a chaos of an order.
a way to get even with the drama,
certain negative benefits that comes with the trauma.
drifting with the thrills;
getting naughty with the benefits,
a true crime to get away with,
a game fit for any player,
always playing for keeps,
only pushing for your own cruel intentions.


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Hail To Chile

Not 
Only
A
Poet
A
Diplomat
 A
Political 
Figure
But
Also
A
Nobel
Prize
Winner
For
His
Literature
Ladies
And
Gentlemen
Let's 
Give
A
Big
Applause
For
Mr
Pablo
Neruda


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HE and his ART

Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art
=====
Sympathy struck my soul within the Watts Towers
One man, broken, lost
Gave other broken pieces of life another chance to shine
With beauty and grace
Close to his heart
Close to god

Before his hand came down
They were just figures fallen
Pieces hitting
Rock pavement bottom

These objects, that once served propose
Once had value
No longer desired

Used and abused
Broken souls
Left to corrode

Do you know what it feels like to be alone in fear
In shame with no hope
Can’t look in the mirror

Thought to no longer have purpose,
On this earth
To no longer have beauty
To no longer, have worth

Rebirth

Sees art on the ground
His Hand comes down
A man, once broken and scared
A suffering alcoholic with a second chance at life
His heart and soul he bares 

Perhaps it was sympathy,
He felt that day
When he started to create, a place of hope
The skills to cope 
For the pieces left to waste away

Each broken object, each piece of junk
He gave a gift of serenity
To shine and glimmer
To live beautifully,
In company 
Sublime and serene
Achieved

Surrounded by like others,
Once pieces left behind 
Alone, you seek cover
Together, in time

Is strength, and beauty
A vision of unity
A collective propose
Of vision and purity

What new perspective, from the inside to out 
Changes on the faces of the people about 
Seeing the junk, as a ship not sunk

In the shape of hope
And inspiration, a dream
Where we can go and where we have been

Reflect on this now
Of those who never saw
What the man’s vision was
Love, real and raw
In those broken pieces

With his signature, his heart
Left in different formations
Bottle and plates
Imagination
=====
Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art



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Lights Out

Blessings--
Lit your candles upon us!

Take away the dreams that has driven the dawn away
Pour forth your light and gather up our muffled meditations
We muse morning to night whilst curses haunt the atmosphere
Thunderous greed strikes my weary soul again
Flee from us, you loathsome creatures...now we are letting out horrifying fear
Pour down your sunlit desires and hear our hesitations,
Taken away by the nightmares-- then it's all gone

Let there be light,
God!




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When I Needed Someone You Weren't There

When I Needed Someone… You Weren’t There! When I needed someone the most. You wouldn’t listen. You said; “There’s too many things in life I don’t want to be missin.’” When I knocked on your door. And asked you to pray… You said; “don’t bother me!” “Just go away!” When I was going through a hard time. I called your home. You really got upset. And hung up the phone! When I was at a very low point of much discouragement. Not once… Did you offer any kind of encouragement! I’ve thought about everything that has been said. At times, I wonder if I “was better off dead.” It’s almost like you wish “I wasn’t there at all.” You never talk to me. Or give a call. Should I attempt to call on the same Jesus, you claim to know? Would he listen to me… Or simply tell me to GO??? If I make an attempt to call on his name… Would he get upset like you? And complain? What do you suggest that I do? Especially that I don’t really have anyone else to turn to… Will Jesus turn his back on me… The way you did? Without any hope or meaning… I have no reason to live. I think I’m going to take the time, and ask Jesus to come in… Perhaps this is the way that I can really find a FRIEND! By Jim Pemberton 11/03/11


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I Send My Heart to Japan


Once again the Supreme Player has dealt the unfortunate card
From the famine in my lands
To the quakes in Haiti, and the other parts
Then the floods in Australia
Now the quake in Japan

I wonder what to make of these times
In the meantime, I’m just gonna be glad to be alive
And send my heart to those who survived
Sorry for the greatest loss of your time
My kind and I will each lend a hand in kind

Continue to see yourself as worthy in the eyes of your creator
For such are the shortcomings of nature 
Even we human beings who’re meant to be better, 
...always falter
Even the machines we make with our acute intelligence, 
...always have their failures

It’s not time to point fingers of blame
It’s time to offer tonnes of help
Even he who has help worth only a feather’s weight
Will find his place in the plaque of gratitude
...For helping restore the better days

The past is what was
The present is the gift we’ve been waiting for
We must now make profit of the achievements we harnessed in yester days
For today is for the purpose of manufacturing a better day

It is so hard to move forward while fixated with the scenery passed
So please to all of us in misfortunes of a kind
Let’s carry on ahead and take from the past 
....only the wealth of better lessons and faith
For as sure as one step ahead of the next will make us progress
Tomorrow is sure to erase all the sorrows and regrets
...and all the pains of yester days

Be keen, on your face a better smile to paint
Be keen, in your heart a better feeling to pump
Be keen, in your mind a better lesson to plant
Be keen, in your present a better experience to deserve
Be keen, in your future a better result to forecast


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The death rattle of Jackson Haley

His heart gave a leap of joy,
scrambling up over a wall of memories,
as the leaves quivered in front of him.
On Monday the children were playing at soldiers.
On Tuesday he was playing fast and loose with a girl's affections.
I forgot to give childhood to him and the coat sit badly across the shoulders.
A heart overflowing with gratitude,he was a good man,
came of a good family.
Thinking of grievous loss and bewailing, Jack Haley woke up.
Gale force winds and the boat of souls tossed about on the stormy sea,
a joke and a racking headache of a thousand why.
Silence reigned everywhere at 6.30 in the morning.
He is a law unto himself now as 5 dollars in his pocket suddenly
disappeared.
He never sold himself to the enemy and lights turned on.

He looked at his son with pride,fingered the tie of reputation,
stammered out a few words and then stopped.
Just stopped.


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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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MUSE-MASTER!

I am the confidant of many, 
a healer of weary souls, 
they come to me with questions, 
and tales of their ample woes. 

I advise and console their broken,
and bleeding hearts, 
for I know how it feels,
to be ripped and utterly torn apart. 

What can one so humble as I;
I often conclude with query short and sweet; 
do for a true master-poet; 
who muses others as he speak?


Details | Elegy | |

Time Goes On

Time goes on, through pain and fear,
Hate growing with each tick of the clock;
War, assassins, terrorism, even death,
Nothing halts the passage of time.
WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, the Gulf,
To name a few of the 20th-century wars.
Kennedy, King, Kennedy, Lennon--great men cut down
In a short space of time by assassins' bullets,
Others barely escaping with their lives.
The World Trade Center, Oklahoma City,
Too many terroristic attacks in foreign countries to count.
Mengele, Manson, Dahmer, Menendez;
Only some of the horrific killers of our time.
Colorado, Mississippi, Oregon, Tennessee,
So many children killing children in our schools,
The list of deaths endless, the reasons obscure.
Yet, through it all, time goes on.
Pausing for nothing, stopping for no one,
Time goes on.


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MORE FEAR THAN CERTAINTY

I speak with clarity and honesty,
and don't hide underneath pretenses;
never my promises turn into lies!
How long have you known me,
and yet you fail to see my sincerity...
when the warm light of friendship glows?

More fear than certainty
is a weak and recognizable trait
that strongly and deeply affects
any or all feelings humanly;
be logical and overcome distrust,
there are other ways to show love...
without being touched or felt!

Be sure to be true to yourself,
and not resent the unsaid words tomorrow;
open up to the noble truth, not false belief!
I am not demanding anything,
or foce you into doubtful giving;
isn't this friendship worth more than love?

More fear than certainty
makes gladness fall away,
thinking that being ungiving
is only a sign of selfishness ,
or unfelt sweetness;
each heart should be guided by self-defining,
not by self-scrutinity...
or a constant improbability!


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New Beginnings

Tortured soul,
Come immerse thy soiled vessel
Within my cleansing pool of forgiveness.

Replenish thy love starved heart
With the sustenance 
Held within my being.
    
Renew thy passion 
With soothing words 
Whispered softly  
To thy slumbering spirit.

Embrace the beauty
of thy true self  
That shines bright
Within my minds eye.

And thy renewed essence
Will guide you anew
Towards forgotten dreams
And wonders yet to be revealed


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Insignificant Matters

To write a poem of which make a person change
is not so insignificant and strange
Without those people things will always be the same
then their would be the blaming game
I write this poem to the Insignificant out their
because they do not deserve the bad stare

To write a poem of which make a person change
is not so insignificant and strange
Without those people we would not be guessing
people would just plane stressing
I do understand how feeling are
because I do stare into the star

To write a poem of which make a person change
is not so insignificant and strange
Without those people we could not be our selves
people would just give up and leave things on shelves
I do think people that is insignificant are life batter
because everyone in life is not insignificant they all matter


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A Wandering Knight


A wandering knight
wambling in an endless road

Thinking to himself

Where the others are?
Taking care of what?

Who am I?
but a fading footprint

on a dark empty land
under a starless sky

seized by roaring shadows
and delusive hopes


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Silenced By Sorrow

For the first time in my life
I am silenced by sorrow.
Questions go unspoken.
Answers remain unknown.

Fearing the brutality
of the darkness
I hide.
If I refuse to look too closely
will this still be true tomorrow? 
Will you still have suffered
as you did? 

Could I plunge 
my hand of friendship
through the tar-like darkness
of your world
to bring you light? 

Can you see the way out
or must I light a thousand candles
to ignite that part of you
that believes life can be wonderful? 

With the first strike of the match....
I offer you a glimmer of hope.
I'll start lighting those candles now
and I won't stop until you see it.


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The ones with the ears

Melted to the floor, with tears she nearly drowned
She sank to the cold earth, without even a sound
Her soul burning with distress, with no one to hear
For the ones with ears, had no desire to endear
Facing a lie, misunderstanding the truth?
Facing a lie, no, Avoiding to sleuth 
The ones with the ears, she depended on
The ones with the ears, turned in the dawn
Dawn of which her anguish now began
Recalling the fire which burnt beneath 
Her eyes like ice, departing to the heat
Her heart was now scorched, but her mind now burst
The ones with the ears, will now perish the worst


Details | I do not know? | |

Inspirational

All my bags are packed,
I'm standing at your door, 
I don't want to go back,
I'm looking for more.

All my bags are packed,
I'm standing at the gates of pearl,
I don't want to go back,
I want the Lord to say I'm his girl.

All my bags are packed,
I'm waiting on God to open the gate,
I don't want to go back,
And lead me by the hand by eight.

All my bags are packed,
I love you but I'm not scared anymore,
I don't want to go back,
Oh please let me go forevermore.

All my bags are packed,
Don't want to feel so alone,
I don't want to go back,
God is calling me to his home.

All my bags are packed,
I'm leaving this place,
I don't want to go back,
I want to feel God's warm embrace.

All my bags are packed,
On Earth I feel so sad,
I don't want to go back,
On Heaven I'm very glad.


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wonder why

i wonder, how thy earth moves
i wonder how, man decides the meaning of marriage 

is it not bound by force, is it not a core of constant acceleration, 9.8 meters per second 
is it bound by the imaginary book of rules, is it not based on core of trust, honesty, love

why shall you stay quiet in front of a lion, but behind, you fight, a fight worthy of an sultan
you lash, and spread as a cobra, but afaced with the "enemy" you are nothing more than a domestic pet!!!!!!!

then in all, my dear sir, shall you answer thy question

why must you decide the fate of marriage

is it wrong, to marry the one you love, besides the boundary of gender 
is it wrong, dear sir, is it 
that you must decide thy fate of marriage
freedom is prosperous, freedom is not limited!!!!   


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I Care

Is anybody out there
Are you stuck in the cold
Are you reaching for air
Don't you dare fold

Do you need somebody for you
Can you breathe 
I am here for you
Come find me

If you're scared
Just please, hold on
If no one has cared
It is I you can count on

I'll be your protector
I'll be your friend
I won't be your objector
I won't leave when it's the end

I'm only a stranger
Trust me if you dare
I won't put you in danger
I promise, I care

Written on May 2012 - July 2012


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Bipolar Oh ! Bipolar

Bipolar Oh ! bipolar
They called me bipolar
I am up in the heaven for one day
Next day I am down in the hell

No middle ground for me
No life on earth for me
I am the happiest human being for a minuite
I am the most miserable creature next moment

My moods changed as fast as a supersonic flight
I can't predict my own behavior
Everyone asked me why am I doing so?
Nobody can depend on me and so am I 

How can I be normal like others ? 
I don't want to be just laughing at a time
And I don't want to be just crying at another time
I want to have both in my life when it is needed

I don't want to have a great sence of belonging one time
And a terrible loneliness next moment
I want to have a tranquility of mind
I also need courage to face what life offers me

I want to be loved by someone 
And hated by someone else
I want both these feelings at the same time
Then I can be happy and sad at same time 
  


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Birthday Rose

Introduction: A mother is such a wonderful poetry...She is the compass and blessing for her children and no matter what, in our hearts - she's the rose that never dies.


The moment I first opened my eyes, I saw your glowing face in shine You took me in your graceful arms, And poured my life in peaceful charm You sacrificed more than I can count, To raise me and strengthen my ground Every time you heard me scream, You took off from your every meal You fulfilled all my needs and dreams, You mean the world and more to me A teacher, a playmate, An answer, a guide of fate You reach out and pull me back, Whenever I get lost off track You love me like no other, Words just simply can’t explain, you are the best mother With you I never pretend, by your values I transcend You help me get my courage tight, You aid me to my wisdom right You are my loving mother, Someone I have to share my thoughts Always you know, always you care, Always you feel, always you heal Your tender smile lights up my life, From doubts that keep me captive at night Forever in my heart, you reside You care so much and feel so deep, You’re just everything I need I’m above grateful to have you in my life, As every time I think of you, I always feel revived.


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Surrogate Mother

Baby Clara will never touch the big hand of Laura, her mother As she was born four months after her mother’s death. Before she died, her friend Tara accepted to act as surrogate mother. Laura and her hubby Tom dreaming to hear the baby’s breath. To a surrogate mother Tara who was her mother’s best friend It was like to keep one hand for self and second for this family, And that big hand of Tara touched and held Clara’s small hand. *Keeping a part of Laura alive on this earth for me selfishly* A reporter, for her future wrote an open letter after the baby’s birth, “You’re barely a month old now, too young to read this letter But one day someone will show you this letter to know forth How confluence of helping hands brought her in the world, later” Living with Tara’s family for a few days, Tom ready to act as dad, Clara now playing with his hands and fingers in winter’s clad.
+++ December 5, 2014 Form: Rhyme Dr.Ram Mehta


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Dear Old Dad

dear old dad
he's such a good supporting lad

puts up with moms old fashion plaids
for he knows this what makes her glad

he puts up with the kids saying please
and is there to wipe their noses sneeze

puts up with dog barking morning thru night
and cleans up the after droppings delight

wont let anyone mow down the weeds
insists on doing all the honey-do deeds

so today dear old dad you deserve a break
let me be the one to rub all your sore aches


Happy Father's Day
To All Dads And Stepdads


We Thank You



Happy Father's Day Daddy {1925 - 1981}


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Future Gain

It's all a common misconception,
Living in a world of dark deception,
No-one really knows the truth,
Horming new generation youth,.
Cannot configure right from wrong, 
We're stringing them all along,.
Leading them to a bleak future,
One with nothing but a dying culture,
I'd like to say "we can change",
But we are all too stuck in our ways,
Change isn't seem as something good,
It's about making things understood.


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LEAN ON

when we're tired and weary,
lean on Him.
so much that we have to do,
our journey must still go on.
lifting up each other,
trying to help as much as the other.
humility as a character:
begins to make us better,
helping us to be stronger,
toward a living testimony of support,
leaning with a purpose,
shared in our goals,
made truer in His plans.
throughout He has loved us and cared;
even, though there's miles to go,
we have each other's shoulders to rest on.


Details | Rispetto | |

madre save me

I had lost you in my head, n day by day went without u,
I had it all n to myself, big, and all of the above, I was living a 
Dangrous life but thts wht I wanted.
On my knees n looking at the grass a glock in the back of my 
head n the guy behind the gun, willing
To do whatever it took to be the best, "ur time is up, u knw how 
it is right just is wht it is",
"No!!!!!" One of the biggest n loudest with a echo scream I 
heared, my mom, scared the guy n shoot me in the back, right 
lung my mother hold me in her arms 30 mins waiting for the 
ambulance, i was in n out hearing her talking to me praying n 
asking for help words bearly would come out,
"It's time to clear things out n get things out of the way with 
god,  he'll judge if i stay or go with him, please mom stop crying 
for me."
One full month in the hospital critical conditions only woke up 
5 times n always she was there no matter wht she wanted to be 
there.
"You don't learn do you?" My mom said laying on the sofa
"I'll be back, have to take care of one thing" I replied
"We all have a mother just keep tht in mind".
On ur knees, u got anything to say? As I had a glock in the back 
of the head of the one who shoot me.
"I should of killed u n now its my lost." He told me
"U have a mother?" I asked
"Screw u." He replied
" go to ur mother n thnk her because of her ill let u live."
Mother asleep with a tear, kissed her forhead.
I couldn't do it becuase i don't want a mother to suffer wht my 
mother passed through.


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With Christ YOU CAN Overcome

With Christ…   You Can Overcome!



One of the things I don’t understand, Is the wickedness throughout this land. I’ve often thought and have pondered. How can this evil continue much longer? It’s amazing what man will do to each other. How people treat their sisters and brothers! The Bible says that the heart is wicked above all things. We can testify to the destruction an evil heart brings! In all of this wickedness, sin and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! We’ll find eternal hope and a peace within… As we come to Christ and confess our sin! Why not allow Christ to make you complete? Lay your every burden and worry at his feet! He’ll restore your life and wipe away your tears. His perfect love will cast out your fears! He’ll restore to you, what the enemy has taken. With him by your side… You’ll not be forsaken! Your heart will be strengthened and renewed! His words of life are like “heavenly food.” By the blood of the lamb… You can overcome! Christ has the victory! The battle’s been won! By Jim Pemberton


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Death Of A Poet { In Loving Memory Of Karen Feist }

Kinder spirit is now resting
Angels keep you safeguarded
Remain still my dear friend
Eternity is ones destiny
No pain is allowed in Heaven

Fondest memories of you linger on
Everyone has one or two
Inspiration to fight was yours
Sympathy from my heart pours out
To your family and close friends






Tribute To 
Karen Feist's 
Family And Friends
   {RIP}


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take me from this misery

* this poem has been inspired by Breaking Benjamin's Dear Agony....*
* and was written in memory of my grandmother Jeanne Gula *

My name is Jeanne Gula, today i found out that i have cancer.
Its in a tumor, that's very painful, its very rare, its 3 cancers into 1
they already took it out once... and it came back.
The doctor said it was to late to take it out again.
Its not the perfect end to my life, but its all i can have..
I don't really know how much more time i have.
I used to be able to walk by myself, with out help.
I can't believe this happened to me... of all people.
It's be coming torture, they called in hospices.
This cant be good...
I'm in my own home, slowly dieing...
I really don't want to leave, I will leave so many loved ones behind..
So I think i will stay a little longer...
Its January, i now can't do anything by myself, i have to rely on family to help with
everything, my organs are starting to slowly shut down, its very painful to go through.
but my daughters birthday is coming soon... I'm not going to leave now... i don't want her
to be sad, on such a happy day.
I can't hold on much longer.
I'm now out of this misery, its feb. 2nd, and I'm finally free.
Free, of all this pain, and I'm healthy again, I can walk, with out hanging on to anything
or anyone, I can finally be independent again...
now no one cry for me, because i lived a full long life, and no longer in pain..
I love you all.
Love Grammy


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We are so nearly there

We are so nearly there!
For further fly all our
Cherished aspirations
Than we could ever imagine!
Our bright hopes…
Though they be only thought
And so briefly seen…
Have breath and life!

What we once conceived
Of virtue and true living
Of beauty beyond
All our fondest dreams
That which came so close…
and was so real awhile…
Went softly streaming by
Veiled in silken clouds and airy wine

We were so nearly there!
We felt the flicker of life’s wings
Living things brushed past
But reaching out to touch we lost!
Oh, had we only known then
How to enter in!
But before we knew it
The vision had slipped on by and fled us!

What, seemed possible
Was now only a dream
And the emptier we felt for having seen!
But no bright purpose is ever lost
That once has been
Truth’s star is still there!
As deep inside as it is above
Where night’s endless light is!

Our mansion is kept!
Our heart voice mapped
Upon Love’s palm our place
And the everlasting vision etched!
Out held, kind, ever offering
Love’s hand is always there!
“We always may be
what we might have been.”


Details | Ballad | |

A Soldier's Sorrow

I looked out across the land 
and saw all my comrades falling down. 
Bodies of wounded and dead for I can 
see were miles around, so I took a breath, 
then I took a step with my rifle on my side, 
then I charged into battle with fear in my 
heart 'cause I knew it was time to die. 
And just the other week I saw my baby girl. 
She pleaded me not to leave, but I had to 
save the world. 
So I looked upon her face 
and smiled as a tear ran down my cheek 
o'my little baby Angela who I only saw last week. 
Now it's months and months within the battle. 
Many have done died. 
Goverment letters were sent to their love ones 
only to make them cry. 
O'why O'why do we live like this in a world that 
should never have been? 
It's the world that we're living in, 
a world that was forged from sin. 
but the walking dead keep marching on. 
Hoorah! Hoorah! 
The walking dead keep marching on. 
Hoorah. Hoorah. 
souls who thought they were coming back, 
now they find themselves all alone 
in a shallow grave, far away from a place 
they once called home..


Details | Free verse | |

Haiku with Media

Few Words, Few pictures, News
Thousand narrations to same story
Every day a new story
…
Journalism, an art to write
Whether truth is perceived or false
None care, just write it.
…
Coverage of war or peace
Hidden remains the agenda of brokers
Cameraman with presenter on TV
…
What is shown, repeat telecast?
Same images, and same footage again
As seen on cable TV 
…
Magazine, periodicals, articles and letters
People read and contribute searching truth
Some are victims, others spectators
…
Morphed I did see, pictures
Some well crafted, some under bad hands
Every agency has a news
…
Reports, articles, statistics and surveys 
Core contents of the daily news papers 
2 page news, rest advertisements.
…
New flash, breaking news and updates
Presidential speeches, parliament debates and reality shows
Twenty four seven TV channeled 
…
Melodies, drums and orchestra played
Dramas, shows, politricks and business
Echoing; let the shows begin.
…
FT, BBC, CNN, News corp. Siasat
Created, supplied, edited, published, blogged, or uploaded  
Chinese whisper crawl in their veins.
…

28.29/04/10


Details | I do not know? | |

Michael's Mother

The beauty of your mother was not in the clothes she'd wear
it wasn't even in the way the light danced upon her hair.
The beauty of your mother is beyond these words I write
her beauty came from in her soul, you saw it in her eyes.

The beauty of your mother was not measured by success
yet overflowing was her resplendence when you felt her soft caress.
A light warming every room she entered, words melodious and sweet
washing over you, as her verbal hug was your personal retreat.

The beauty of your mother had really only just begun
Showering you with drops of love and laughter as the sun.
The beauty of your mother is what her wish would be for you, 
Pure happiness and joy, For you, true love, to be loved too.

Remember each day your mother and the beauty that she shared
all the lessons she tried to teach you and how much for you she cared.
Because the beauty of your mother is not gone, its in your heart and in the skies
She is in you and when you gaze at me, the beauty of your mother is reflected in my eyes.


Details | Free verse | |

Too Late

I’m sick and tired of the violence that conspired through the time when I was 
young. Just a little girl, may have been not too bright, nevertheless still not dumb. 
Looking back on the times, when the pain escalated and I didn’t say a word, my 
window of opportunity pass by, slip through my fingers as grains of sand. Time 
has expired and yet I still have not said a word. Have not opened my mouth to 
speak a sound, a whisper, a tone. Instead kept quiet as if I had never even 
learned. Whether it was because of fear if words were spoken or anxiety of the 
expected outcome. What was the real reason in which I acted as a mute. Too 
young to say too much, nevertheless had ample reason to state a dispute. 
Avoiding argument, debate, or even more so... more abuse. Regardless of my 
age at the time, or even now as an adult, that fear is still deep rooted inside of 
me, part of my past unfortunately part of my future as well. I carry it around as a 
pain in my heart a little part of my heart that has been strangled and damaged as 
a disease with no cure. My only hope is that I don’t go in to relapse to that life of 
torment and pain, where it takes over my life and body and leaves me disabled, 
limp, breathless without strength or pride. Before I am to ever get to that state, I 
just pray for the ability to speak, to say a word, to raise my voice loud and let out a 
cry. Never again will I allow for it to be Too Late.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Bouquet

God took him to heaven
   to place in the spot.
In a bouquet of flowers
   for the one open slot.

He was needed fo something.
  What, we don't understand.
Just something important
  that's now in God's hands.

For now the bouquets complete
  and it shines so bright
for the spot is filled now
  all by God's might.

For the wonderful bouquet
  in God's holy sky.


Details | Rhyme | |

Watered Down

What clears the thoughts of grief? 
Will it ever release me out if this confounded chamber of no relief?

With a sour taste of pride,
Your castle has been watered down
Will I ever find myself a thrilling bride?
My smile has been watered down to a frown

Release the tainted spirit
Gliding hoarsely in my bones 
I rudely throw a fit 
What could get rid of chanting gnomes?

Unfold these watered down regrets
Fiddling with my migraines 
Hang on to the fishing pole...let go of the nets 
Plant me in a jungle full of dreams and and treasure me like gold, once hidden in the dark some cave
Bring all your worries with you and put it in the grave
Don't you guys have any brains? 
Am I the only one going insane in the rain?
Shame...

Negativity swarms in muddied roads 
You watered down my sprouting growth
Your eruption croaking as frightening toads
Let your guilt be your oath

Let your suffering be sevenfold 

Roaming from grassland to awful city,
I find you rather rude...
Your aggressiveness leaving me pinned
On this wondrous amount of gratitude 

Let my suffering take its penalty 

What clears the thoughts of grief? 
I ponder upon this question as I sit alone in this confounded chamber, sending no relief

Check out the fields of crops
Once in a while, take a chance to water it down
Unroll your generosity
Thrive to gather your duty together

Take a sip of the wine,
A lingering taste of ripened grapes and aged   
Eloquent and bitter in its effects and removes your senseless grief
Don't return to your old ways, 
Rolling down on the ground as a drunken swine

There is hope that this garden will be fulfilled, edible and nutritious 
Your responsibility is to keep the field tended and watered down 
gently
Craving for its bogus effects, keeping yourself ambitious 
Feeling high above the vineyard, reaching itself as a tree, 
Wailing for its dandy sun to shine down on its hungry figure 

I worry this obsession is ominous
Could you find another way to feel satisfied by bountiful glory?
The chill-boned feeling could be wondrous
Than it attacks as an ill-tempered viper, 
rage-stricken and snappy

Once in a while, take a chance to water it down the crops
Unroll your generosity towards their needs

It only takes a few drops
Of wine to isolate yourself from doubt

Thrive to gather your duty together
So that you'll chase your destiny on its feet, multiplying the beads 
tied with stable string 

Soon enough, your hope for future cash will be dragging its weight 
down to your chimney top


Details | Blank verse | |

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


Details | Carpe Diem | |

My Living Will


Do you have a will drawn up for your family, people ask?
Well, here is my will; I will take up this task

I will to my spouse and each of my children,
All of my motivation and willpower
To live each day prayerfully, every day and every hour

I will to my spouse and each of my children,
All of my spirit and force
To have the courage and strength to stay the right course

I will to my spouse and each of my children,
All of my strength of character
To be all that God sees in you and always stretching a little further

I will to my spouse and each of my children,
All of my resolve and determination 
To follow The Lord in all you do, until you reach Him, our final destination

I will to my spouse and each of my children,
All of my self control
To direct your lives pleasing unto God, knowing that He loves you and every living 
soul

This is my last Will and Testament that I leave to each of you.
It is every thing I have and all I truly own…
I testify I love you, and Will this truth be known…


Details | Rhyme | |

Keeping Vigil

    I centralize with evil premonition,
    The limited resource, not loving them
    For dreams prepare me not for violation,
    An innocence that many may condemn.

    It now assures me many woman do,
    Intrigue a man, ideas as being loose
    But purity confines this an excuse,
    Or could these needs be verily untrue? 

    The sweet lament from visuals I portray,
    Is having found the ugliness inside,
    What worth am I if pity I provide?
    Can nothing do, provide me night and day.

    Wasted time is spent on writing verse,
    Aimless years are shortening one's life
    I am prepared, to be that perfect wife,
    Unfortunately by virtue, it's a curse.

    I feel unloved, but glady I shall give,
    The honour to a gentleman who can
    Maintain the loyalty as it began
    But trust is more an invite to forgive.

    Fear the dragon's teeth to all extent
    Has bitten off the positive domain,
    Of having made exception being plain,
    Then holier than thou is my torment.  


Details | Quintain (English) | |

SEEING A BLESSING IN EVERYTHING

Being thankful is not enough
for all the gifts received,
we must be that guiding light
which will show lost souls
their way back to hope, serenity, faith and love.


Being blessed is not realized
until our cups run over and rain 
is pushed back by the strongest wind,
making desperation vanish
as evil and darkness suddenly succumbs to sunlight.   


Being full with no desire left,
makes life worthless and monotonous;
we need thrill and excitement
to make sad faces smile by being generous...
holding on material things is egotistic and foolish.  


Being compassionate as our Father is
can inspire many hearts to turn to Him 
and make them holy as faithful angels are,
then all those diseases that caused pain will be wiped out;
sickness will certainly be replaced by vibrant and good health.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Dragons last flight

The greatest creature from mystic lands,
So weak abandoned can hardly stand,
the thunderous heartbeat heard by only one man,
he follows the sound to lend his hand
in comfort to this majestic beast,
he brings it food to let it feast,
the man knows that it needs help,
for the scales he did felt
the oozing of the infected rash,
he tried to cleanse it with his sash,
every day the beast grows stronger,
and the days keep growing longer,
the frayed old man finds out it talks,
in Latin words he dares not mock,
for the Latin language runs in his blood,
he fell to the ground in deep cold mud,
the silver tint on the great beasts hide,
mimic water at low tide,
the wings beat once and they beat twice
as the old man taken sacrificed,
the dragons flys with mourn at heart,
for it knows its time to part,
the journey now must come to end,
where as yours has yet to begin.


Details | Ballad | |

MAKE EVERY MOMENT COUNT

Make every moment count...
this is the promise I make to myself,
to deny the certainty of death:
an assumption stripped of all reality;
and it daunts others, not me...
as long as I get that glimpse of eternity!

Be an essential part of the living:
sharing, giving, reveling, grieving and forgiving...
instead of rebelling against society,
and fighting against an invisible adversary;
but if your  aspirations
are the strenght of your goals
everything takes on a new meaning,
even making your story worth-telling!

Make every moment count
by being clever and not indignant;
never live by pride and greed,
or expect a bountiful return...
when nothing is being achieved,
and praise can't be earned!
 
Be of a keen mind and love patiently...
revive a broken spirit with the kindest word,
and reduce your worries to nothing:
and though the world's vanities cannot be changed,
make an effort to have your voice heard;
what is torn down sadly...can also be built up happily!

Make every moment count
and ignore the ticking of the clock,
to let awareness guide you through anticipation;
time is like roses with thorns:
it pokes you and makes you bleed,and unless
you show meekness and sympathy,
it won't hit  you low...but grant you victory!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Shadow

Walking with me, it moves along,
Contorting with me, to me it belong.
It’s tied to me as a chain,
I know it’s with me, it would never wane.

There lies poise between it and me,
Grasping me, never allows to flee.
Together we go, without any tiff,
Casting my image, it stays stiff.

It survives in bright, perishes when it’s dark,
It does exist on a spark.
Following always, it never goes astray,
Stuck with me, can’t think of betray, it always stay.

Gives me sense to be stronger, as I walk,
I halt on the way, admire it, if it could talk.
God knows, why it is made so conventional,
Unceasingly it swings parallel.

At a certain time, everything departs, saying farewell,
Except for my shadow, the one will always dwell.
It certainly is the symbol of faith and duty,
It is the only companion, who has eternity.

A dark image staying in me,
Forever as one could see.
As long as I will be,
I desire to see, no ‘you’ and ‘me’, but a ‘we’.


Details | I do not know? | |

Please be my friend

I got nothing to relate to, too anyone on Facebook; this is depressing why cant i find a real friend on here. why is that so difficult? -Being a total bee complaining about not have a friend or life when having a head and body with legs. I think to myself why doesn't she just get up and find some. Is she afraid? I know why but not trying she already gave up. Why complain on the surface of a screen of a computer, a mirror, or at someone and thing. When you can do it yourself? I don't understand what people could want from you, or want you to be but you are you and I am myself we can not change this because were both individuals. I would like to be your friend but your already showing sign that make me not want to talk to you. But I will because your lonely and you look like you need someone there so I'll let you rest your head on my shoulders so you can feel complete because I am generous with my life. You don't know me but I have done bad things the things that you say that you can do. That I know that is a lie that you tell anyone talking to you, but I'll listen not because I think you want someone to hear you. But because I know you can be something more than me and this is why I'm your friend. I also need a shoulder to lay on whither or not you become successful I will be there not because I love you or liked you because I don't want you to be alone and cold and give your life away for some stupid reason that you feel is okay. I want to see not just you faults but your achievements. You to come up with the most beautiful profound logic that even i cant disagree with. Your sitting there without a clue of what you have, I will be with you because you can be both the rise of an empire and its fall I want to see this and how you handle it. I wont care if you send me away, or think I'm causing your downfall. I want to see that you can be everything you can by just having friend. And how much can become with just this. Your sitting there without a clue with what you can achieve and be. I will be our friend. Even if it means my very end.


Details | Free verse | |

Waiting...

Waiting... By: Candice 


He listens in the dark at the warfare in the distance.

With each passing day his heart grows colder.

His passion for violence grows immensely

and the remnants of his " once was life" are no longer fresh in his mind.

Gunfire and roadside bombs were now a part of his everyday life.

He''d give anything to be at home, warming a bottle for a midnight feeding,

or preparing to change a diaper who had been a victim of a disastrous explosion.

He smiles to himself thinking of his new baby boy

and prays to God that he will return home safely to hold the precious miracle of life

that he had not yet laid eyes or hands on.

He tightly closes his eyes to hold back the threat of oncoming tears.

Images of a deadly blast just days before crowd his mind,

He begins to weep.

This war torn life would affect him for all eternity.

He was in fact, a victim of war.

He would never know another restful night.

Rest doesn''t come easy for a man who has seen men blown to pieces by bombs and lifeless
on the terrain.

However the disaster of a lost life somehow brings him strength to drudge through another day.

He takes out the crumpled birth announcement.,

reads the print and gently tucks it away.

He had never known such an emptiness.

Everyday he waits.

For what he is not sure.

He just prays in the end, it will have been worth it.


Details | Free verse | |

broken angel

A nameless face amidst the crowd
Resembling an angel above the clouds
A lost soul looking for a mate
Not waiting for what is given by fate

Desperately searching for a love that is true
For past relationships never failed to make her blue
She believes that she will encounter
The love and loyalty in which for she hungers

She’s like a child yearning for compassion
A little girl longing for affection	
Mistaken lust for love and care
Results a body and soul raped and bare

Broken promises in exchange for her heart
And when returned it is torn apart
A broken woman always prone to fakes
Faded by time and jaded by mistakes
Best she must be willful and strong
So never again she would go wrong

                         -Eunhyang68


Details | Free verse | |

Inner Solace

A beast lives within,
for love he has not. 
In anger he cries,
for love he has not.
First he must befriend a dark shadow
before he can have his heart.

For so long pain has given him inner strength
for he is a man that fights a shadow,
but ever so slowly that shadow grows weak,
for the mans heart was never meek.
and even though the shadow slowly disappears
the man extends his hand in love and friend-ship for he feels its pain.

For many tears, the shadow survived in a lonely dwelling
but friend or foe no one deserves to die alone, even the alter ego.
Dear Lord, have mercy on his empty shadow.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

The Journey so Far


 

Sunlight Cascading Into Flamboyant Shades,

Lives emerge and unite in Cacophony.

An Eerie silence, a glare and a Ripped feeling,

Is this what I Embody and Signify to you??

 

 

The Jealousy to Possess the Moments with you,

A Vehement resentment on being amalgamated in Crowd.

How do you Create Things So Negative Yet So Lovely,

That I feel ashamed and snivel at to Share.

 

 

Never In Life, Have I been so Alienated,

A feeling to Reserve all My Thoughts for You.

A Thousand Letters, A hug and a Bosom Full of Emotions,

Unshared yet Uncluttered.

 

 

That's How Distances and Time Whisper,

Never let these Moments of Boundless Love Trail Away,

A Trail that Sketches my Memory.

 

 

Without that Known Silhouette, Silences Ache up,

Winks turn into cold Stares, Flaring upon a Soul's being.

 

 

A Sudden Shriveled Drop retaliates,

Hide the Sorrow, Hide The Moment..

A stare at the Perfect Mirror Rim,

Into Those Eyes as I Realize,

 

 
“I WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN"!!!


Details | Rhyme | |

The Eyes of a Prostitute

Looking at the streets so empty and bare 
just reminded me of the pain and despair

I see a young girl at the corner while she wait 
For a car to pull up but thats not her date

Then she stepped into that car all nicely dressed 
But will come back tomorrow even more depressed

She does it every friday and all the next day
As a high school drop out theres a price to pay

Selling herself is the only thing left to do
It just breaks my heart if only she knew

If she could look into my past and see what ive been thru
Then she'd be free at last and make her dreams come true


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Do you see what I see

The reason are of not mine,
like a creaking vine.
I start to whine,
because I'm separated from this day and time.
You have placed yourself up high,
like clouds drifting by.
You never look down to notice me sigh,
cause if you did you would begin to cry.
The reasons are of not mine.
In a wonderful world, I wonder why.
Holding on, but my strength is almost gone,
what day and time am I from.
Why is it so hard for me to carry on
While creeping and clinging to every thorn,
your steadily rising higher as the day gets going.
One on one, it can never be;
fore your structure is totally different from me. 


Details | Free verse | |

THE REDKNUCKLE STORYTELLER

Greetings from the RedKnuckle Storyteller,you may find he;s ann odd kind of feller.
Though he'll do his best to write from the heart,and what you don't like you may always tear 
apart.You see,this storyteller has lived an awful life.A life without family,children,a beautiful 
wife.Now some may say my poetry expresses my pain,others say it's a release in anger I 
gain.Personally I write about a society in grief,so many hurting with no sign of relief.I am so 
proud of every man,woman,child from these hoods,for when it comes to unity and strive they 
truly deliver the goods.With the streets getting younger every day,what's a careing man do 
but kneel down and pray.These are our children out there,so who's in charge to step up and 
care..It pains me, that i'm but a single voice heard.who's only given inspiration is sometimes 
a single word.Now go find a drink and a comfortable chair.For we are about to embark on a 
poetry journey where others would'nt dare.

Dedicated to all the missing Women in Vancouvers lower East end.

(MAY THEY NOT BE FORGOTTEN!)  PEACE AND LOVE... T.R.K S


Details | I do not know? | |

If the Table Were Turned

You ask of people small things to do
But it seems like it’s so hard for them to do.
You say to yourself, “If the table were turned,
I would not have done this thing to you.”
You find yourself in certain situations,
And you ask individuals for their help.
But you’re left high and dry and all alone,
And once again you are all by yourself.
You know the saying goes,
What goes around comes around the same.
But some of the things that has happened to me,
I would not want those things to happen to anyone else by name.
Sometimes, the way we react, 
Others do not understand,
But if the table were turned, 
I guarantee you;
You would not find another like me in the land.
We do things to other people,
And you wonder if the table was turned;
Would you get treated the way you should have been,
Or would you end up just getting burned.
I know that we are going to reap, that which we sow,
Our character has to get tested.
And that’s how people would really know;
That if the table were actually turned,
It would show the kind of reaction or blow.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO, OR HOW WOULD YOU REACT, IF THE TABLE WERE TURNED!!!


Details | Haiku | |

I Remember

Labor Day
honoring those served
with remembrence







Tribute To
Fallen Soldiers
    R.I.P.


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Sweet Jesus

four
figures
cradling
Jesus in their
arms




Tribute To Jesus Christ
{Amen}


Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's
The Deposition Contest
GL All


Details | I do not know? | |

Whispering

He fought and fought,
Died and she began to cry.
Everynight, she would see him in her dreams,
As a ghost, along a beautiful coast...
Saying "It always seems like you're here..."
"But you've disappeared."
In the nightlight,
He shined bright with all his might,
Just to give her one last kiss goodnight,
"Good-bye, my love...",
Flying high into the clouds...
And whispering through the dark skies.


Details | Etheree | |

The Day Jesus Went Missing {Etheree}

Ask
not ! what
Jesus has
done for you! But
what have you lately
done for our sweet Jesus
so today I come to pray
and remember that Easter was
the day Jesus was exonerated 
and now sits on the right side of our Lord



Tribute To
The Father 
The Son
And The
Holy Spirit
{Amen}



Happy Easter All
Love Kathy & Jenny


Details | ABC | |

THIS HONORABLE FLAG

If freedom is attained by sacrificing lives,
even those of the youngest age,
then what makes these men so brave:
to hold up their flag and make it wave in each challenging battle?
A spirit that is undefeatable...
to give this honorable flag all they have!  
If protecting and defending their Country
has that voracity and ambiguity:
to up-hold their values so rooted in fairness,
what other scope could sway them from their perseverance?  




True as it , reality can be very scary:
the Romans used the cornu and the tuba, the American colonists 
used the fife; others used the trumpets and drums, 
or just beating their shields with swords to panic the enemy,
and be ready to attack and knowing they would die...
made them the warriors that death called to a great destiny!
But today it takes more willingness
and strength for a soldier to fight!   
  



I'm not a soldier, but a poet extending his heart-felt sympathy
by writing this ode to praise and exalt this wonderful liberty
we often take for granted by lessening its worth;
see the wounded soldiers grieving for others and hiding their hurt!
Go and greet them as they get off the battleships;
shake their hands and hug them to show your appreciation and solace:
their wounds won't heal...if nothing is said with a thankful and grateful voice!
Make them really proud and up-lift their troubled thoughts
by giving them this honorable flag, stained by blood and sanctified by sacrifice:
only then their anger and bitterness can dissolve in kindness! 




Welcome home, soldiers... welcome to your humble palace,
that can certainly be the most serene place;
put away your weapons, display your pictures
and admire your memorabilia evoking memories...
undying as love and so admirable and patriotic!
Remember the splendor and glory of your star-spangled flag,
and envision other ages when men won't have to fight anymore!
Kiss and hold your wives and children...the jewels you have never lost!  
This honorable flag is the distinguishable symbol of your dedication,
and your incomparable courage when the hardest choice confirmed your intention!  


Dedicated to the brave American soldiers defending freedom

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Rhyme | |

SIMPLE ENJOYMENT

flashes of moments in everyone's smile,
innocent in awkward times.
hours spent playing with friends,
watching the stars st no end.
touching each other's lives,
tears of enjoyment from doing the just right.
simple caring while reminiescing;
listening to music,
singing with true blessing,
remembering how good God is,
sometimes going out of control with limits,
sharing ups and downs,
still standing tall without a frown.
day by day redundancy with meaning,
with a purpose hidden.
much like enjoying nature's passion: BEAUTY
while, still trying to keep up with the technology.


Details | Rhyme | |

Dear Dana

Dear Dana, I'm sorry,
For what I'm bout to say.
There's no such thing as a clean break,
Now I must go away.

It's not that I don't love you,
Cuz I swear to you I do,
But it is time for you to fly,
I cannot show you how to.

I promise you did nothing wrong,
But this will never work,
Don't tell me that you need me,
Cuz its time to put you first.

And yes I'm breaking ties with you,
Cuz I am not your fate,
Our friendship lasted long enough,
It's time we seperate.

Please remember dana,
My love for you is true,
But we will only break eachother,
I cannot be your glue.

Our time as one is done,
Our journey is now through,
But you my dear have much ahead,
I know that you'll pull through


Details | I do not know? | |

Beloved

In the twilight of my life i weep;
Life is more complex stir, mine is deep.
Much as I have shed some essentials,
I'll not unknow a love convivial.
I low,"God, my dolor be muffled 
To a fat langour as i hobble.
Eyes shy of mirth and cry till day passed
And until the dumb tears crept down fast.
Passion that sprouted-Siren! I clue;
When you have left I was turned to blue.
Thing's depth are merry to reminisce,
Towering and not to diminish.
I first glimpsed at her, night, I was sent;
Love have grown then I postured as gent.
I quizzed her loud,"could you be my date?"
She assented,"yes," lurched to gyrate.
So dawned the bodacious occassions.
Early love, not infatuation.
Next day I went to her and stopped by.
I bid her out to a mall nearby.
The sight of her inclined me to sigh. 
To suck her cheek I coveted to try.
How unmannerly to left her by
I ingressed the taxi first dead spry.
We were hyenas to an extent high,
Steel repelled from campus without goodbye.
At the mall she demeaned really strange;
She dogged behind; I was unhinged.
In cinema I glanced by a range.
She was a stunner I cannot change.
Next our paunch bulged at a snack counter;
We paid our own bread with no palter,
Went home and I revealed to like her.
Then she was plainly thrilled, in dither.


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It's Ok Mama To Let Go

it's ok mama to let go
for the angels told me so
i'm no longer afraid 
to be on my own

it's ok mama to let go
go be with daddy 
so he doesn't feel 
so all alone

it's ok mama to let go
you've earn your wings
for god has told me so

it's ok mama to let go
i'll be waiting and watching
for your spirits aglow

it's ok mama to let go
for god exponged that cancer
and now lets you travel to and fro



Happy Mother's Day Mama {1934 - 2005 }
RIP


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Preciosa

Your words are always              pleasant to my soul
and their intent         sweet as honey in its comb
and where you walk               buds and blossoms flower
my desire            to capture its beauty in every hour
 
Your movements are married         to every virtues grace
and we ourselves desire           to clearly reflect its face
you did seek our healing                   of every wounded pain
and all its comforts           is the song of its refrain
 
They are drawn to you                   like a mighty crowd
though you are soft spoken              not among the loud
it is your solace           they seek in all their days
until the time                    they learn the fullness of your ways
 
Like the earth               we are mired in its clay
until we are molded          into learning Love your way
so baked and scorched          like the deserts of the earth
until your reign                 is known and of its worth
 
Soft and tender           like a mother to her babe
barely a whisper                         the voice the spirit made
you drew pictures          in every word we heard
until its knowledge                we have completely learned
 
Like children you gave        everyone your own affection
directed them  to give            the highest values their inspection
fed those who followed       all their bodies , hearts and mind
taught them to seek           until the noble virtues find
 
And as we grew          taught us the things to cherish
that we must never               allow those things to perish
and this is why            I will always turn to you
there is such sweetness             the things you taught to do
 
There can never be enough            lifting of your praise
you have sought to give us                 love with everlasting days
So gently did you treat us             like a newborn child
rocked us with your own songs             and of a love that's undefiled
 
I hear your music           its like an evening serenade
I long to hear it           the songs of life's parade
you are my King       the master of its every song
among your company         where I desire to belong
 
The spirit and the bride say
Come and take life's water free
 
amen Let your kindgom come
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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SONNETEER OF ANOTHER ERA

I'm the sonneteer of another era,
Struggling for fame and dreaming of glories...
Living free in prosperous America,
Where there's hunger for interesting stories.


Invite me to share yours as thrills resume;
I will give my opinion anytime,
But perfect syllables count and strict rhyme scheme
Are required for rhythm to happily chime.


Petrarch and Shakespeare were the greatest
Poets who created remarkable sonnets;
Read their works with unquenchable zest:
You'll discover they wrote them in the hundreds!


Study the unique forms of each sonnet; 
Model yours on them with true interest!    



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Poor Little Girl

Poor little girl why do you cry?
I see the tears falling out of your eye.
You don't deserve to be hurt
By a father that is a flirt.
How dare he hurt you!
I think he deserves to be hurt too.
You're too young and too sweet to be beat.
Why does he constantly go out and get drunk?
Come on lets go upstairs and I'll help your pack your trunk.
Your father wasn't a man.
He shouldn't hit you just because he can.
He was stupid.
He shouldn't have done the things he did.
You don't have to live here in this house of horror.
I think that you should just move on farther.
Now that you're out,
Come on jump up,be happy,and shout,
Cause you're the best.
Way better than all the rest.
Now go ahead and have a fest!


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What Is Broken (Still Has Beauty)

What is broken,
Still shines great beauty...
Whoever or whatever that reaches the inside of me,
Is a treasure worthy enough for me to forever hold...

When night comes,
My feelings and thoughts truly unfold...
During the darkest of my hours,
I unleash my expressive powers...

While the dawn hast come,
My energized mind numbs
For only a moment,
I will wait...

The sun rises
As the deepest gates of my imagination
Flood open and bring on the waves of emotion.
Winds of hope blow away my tears...

And the inner sea, in me,
Begins to shine colours,
From the bluest of all these days,
To the grayest of my depressed ways...

These gray waters...
Change into a glow of hopeful silver...
And at long last, I let go of the past,
As this sea is painted gold by the eternal sun...

I am saddened and gladdened, here and there...
Yet, whatever is broken...
Still shines great beauty...


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If

If you think you are beaten, you are.

If you think you dare not, you don’t

If you like to win but think you can’t,

It’s almost a cinch you won’t.

 

If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost.

For out in the world we find 

Success begins with a fellow’s will

It’s all in the state of mind.

 

If you think you are outclassed,you are.

You’ve got to think high to rise.

You’ve got to be sure of yourself before

You can ever win the prize.

 

Life’s battles don’t always go

To the stronger or faster man.

But sooner or later,

The man who wins

Is the man who thinks he can.


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A fine line

There is a fine line between insane and sane.
I know,
because I have walked that line,
many times before.
You stand there,
on the brink of the known and unknown.
You either decide to cross,
or decide to retreat.
And in most cases,
you are never even given that choice.

I have seen both sides.
I have gone so far insane,
that I became sane once again.
And been so sane,
that I circled back to insane.
It is a hard road to travel.
And no one should go it all alone.

My heart,
truly feels sympathy,
for all those who know,
who truly know,
what I am talking about.


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Accept My Hugs

How could I sense when people are in need of hugs? 
I always had that loving heart
Now what happened to it? 

I'm in big trouble...ragged with loathe 
My hugs don't hold the same feelings
It chokes the living from their shelter
It makes them weak...I slowly swelter 

If I offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave me hanging there? 

How could I sense when people are in need of hugs? 
I always have had that loving heart
Now what happened to the love that shields us all?
How did this horrid situation tear us all apart? 

My hugs hold no importance...lacking desire
It only feeds the fire
Not the helpless in heart 
It clusters annoyance in the soul 

If I offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it? 
or leave me hanging there? 
Now I'm lustered in wrath...

I fear that dad will lose you 
Just over a single hug given by him...
Your affectionate embraces feel so grim 
Restrain from losing yourself
Accept his hugs that hold such guiltless charity

Free from faithless arguments...don't hold on to worthless words

If he offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave him hanging there in the freezing cold?

His hugs aren't sold
Like a piece of perishable gold
To an ignorant form just like you
It holds freedom...it's all true 

If he offered you a hug, 
Accept them and appreciate his offer
Because he doesn't dwell on the negativity
Feel free to say your last goodbyes
But, remember us as our family departs...and dies

If He offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave Him hanging there in the freezing cold
Without His healing arms
Cradling you and your family throughout the furious night? 

If he offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave him hanging there? 

It wouldn't be a dissappointment
If you would willingly
Accept his hugs

We would be drowning with excitement
If you would certainly
Accept OUR hugs


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COMPASSION

to show sympathy or affection;
without bitterness of reaction,
solemn and carefree.
holding it so dear in their heart,
passion to repay the goodness of others.
an undertaking that must not be denied,
a liking with so much tenderness.
an action with so much emotion:
truer than any morality,
much better than any ways of caring,
valued more to some people,
this can mean the difference between the goodness or lack of faith.
it can move people to ggod will,
more spacial to reasonable people.
better than fairness of objectivity,
inspires people to show genuiness.
similar to the right values of any christian,
brought to your awareness for the right vision of love.
can move others to have the right motivation,
giving others a true heartfelt awakening to what a true good samaritan is!!!.....


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The Sounds In Life

I sit in a playground
There are children playing
I close my eyes and I listen
I can hear
The tinkering of toys
The roar of boys
The laughter from girls
As each of them twirls
I love sounds the sounds in life

I sit in a restaurant
There are many people eating
I close my eyes and I listen
I can hear
Friends and families talking
And the waiters walking
I can hear forks, spoons and knifes being used
And babies laugh as they are amused
I can hear chewing and burping
And sipping and slurping
I love sounds the sounds in life

I come to a park
It is a beautiful day
I lay down, close my eyes, and listen
I can hear
The birds in the air fluttering and chirping
And the dogs are aware prancing and barking
The squirrels that run, up and down trees
And the constant buzzing of honey-comb bees
The gushes of wind that whip and whistle
And the waves of water that splutter and ripple
I love the sounds in life 

I sit at my desk in my house
My family is together
I close my eyes and I listen
I can hear
The rambling from the TV
And the laughs from my sister who is filled with glee
I hear the taps on the keyboard from my busy father
And the steams from the iron from my working mother
I love my family
I love the sounds in life

Too many times I take for granted
My ability to hear which I have never doubted
But then I realize some are not as fortunate
And don't have the ability as if it was taken by a bandit
I feel sad that they cannot they hear
And I quite often shed a tear
But there is nothing I can do

Except,
Making sure that everyday I am thankful
That I can hear everything I love,
The sounds in life

©


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A Toast To Mom

oh the weather outside is frightful
and having snowball fights were so delightful

getting hit in the butt and head
then laughing cause you start seeing red

hooking on car bumpers for a little ride
wearing tennis shoes we did slip and slide

mama yelling to get off or you'll be dead
we never listened to what she had said

socks for gloves to keep little hands warm
even amidst a blizzards storm

soaked from head to foot
looking like santa's outfit full of soot

but what I remember about fun the most
was waiting for mama's hot coco and apple butter toast


on that speical Christmas morning day
before the Lord had came and taken her away


   {R.I.P. Mama}


Happy Holidays All
Love Kathy And Jenny

Also Entry For 
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Songs In Poem Form
Gl All


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A DAUGTER'S PRAYER

Dear Lord

Thank you for giving me the mother I had
Thank you for always helping her 
Thank you for making her so sweet
For her unconditional love
Her kind spirit and gentle words.

Thank you Lord for the time we had
All the good times and the bad
Dear Lord you know the pain I have
The longing for her everyday
I know you need her now.

There was so much I still
Wanted to say and do
Dear Lord I ask you now
To please help me through
Take good care of her

My Mother whom I loved so…..


This poem is in remembrance of my mother-in-law.
I dedicate this to my sister-in-law.


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shivering friend

shivering friend where have you been?
are you lost in a dream somewhere?
shivering friend i'm here till the end,
if you leave might you take me there?
shivering friend it's cold in the snow,
if your lonely will you let me know?
shivering friend you're sad i know,
but the sun will shine again.


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Low Man Is Due

A low man is due...
My eyes seek reality,
My fingers feel for faith.
Touch clean with a dirty hand,
I touch the clean to the waste.
I fall cause I let go,
The net below has rot away.
And I cry to the alleyway,
Confess all to the rain.
But I lie straight to the mirror,
The one I've broken to match my face.
The fire is so warm,
But nowhere safe from the storm.
And I can't bear to see,
What I've let me be.
So wicked and worn.
So as I write to you,
Of what is done and to do.
Maybe you'll understand,
I won't cry for this man.
Cause low man is due.
So low the sky is all I see,
All I want from you is forgive me.
My eyes seek reality,
And my fingers seek my veins.
There's a dog at your back step,
He must come in from the rain.
But you bring that poor dog in from the rain,
Though he just wants right back out again.
So my fingers feel for faith,
And my eyes seek reality.
So as I write to you,
Of what is done and to do.
Maybe you'll understand,
I won't cry for this man.
Cause low man is due.


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Shadows Reflections

Dimness showers over the whole time 
It's time... to leave
It's time... to believe
I am gone...I am left behind
only to find
your shadows...shaded beneath
you are gone....destined to die
I was there once upon a time,
lying in despair...looking up at the beautiful sky
only to say my last goodbye
to your
shadows...
it shows your sickening reflections
it shows
your tear-jerking rejections
dimness shows in your face
I can't keep pace...I can't find a place...
to rest...I'm trying my best
to forget your
shadows...reflections
I lay in darkness
drenched in tears that only reflect your reflections...
your sorrow beckons
I chase after
your shadows...your reflections...
I said my last goodbye

Can you accept it?
Or would you do me a favor, 
and find another place to
recollect yourself?


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I didn't choose this life

I didn't choose this life, the life choose me
Bitter, sad, and alone, nightly I sleep
Slim are the pickings, which makes my thoughts run deep
I didn't choose this life, the life choose me
Sometimes I wonder why, it must be so cruel
Why so harsh to me, I play by the rules
I didn't choose this life, the life choose me
The sun hits my face, it brings a new day
I awake to nothing, there never anything to say
No one to curl under, no one to kick
Not even somebody to say, baby I'm sick
To me I feel deserving but that my not be so
Lots have changed, I'm still lone, one two three years in a row
But I live with it everyday. It haunts me, even in my sleep.
I didn't choose this life, the life chose ME!


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Never Chary

Vincent
 
we were never chary
 
that is why we are now
 
so forever sorry
 
after losing you one starry starry
 
night 
 
when you gave up the fight
 
when you turned out the light
 
when two wrongs
 
became right
 
and that's when you
 
so amazingly gifted
 
had your burdens lifted
 
and then you flew
 
and drifted
 
out of view
 
into the hue
 
of your favorite midnight blue
 
sailing, wailing away from yesterday
 
not caring anymore what they had to say
 
coming to rest in the forbidden silent grey
 
where we miss you 
 
still today
 
now you are safe from tomorrow's sorrow
 
safe from the brilliance of your brain
 
safe from the perpetual pain
 
just let it rain 

on them
 
warm beautiful colors

on a summer's breeze

or perhaps a virtuous snow

floating delicately down

maybe then they'll listen

maybe then they'd know

You know, your beauty still paints our souls

And your roses and the daffodils

They still grow

But Vincent, you

You didn't have to go


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We Are Home

I opened my eyes to my family I love so dear,
and as they rush to my side I try hard to tell them there is nothing to fear.
There tears fall on the sheets by my side,
and it is me that struggles to let my emotions subside.

In an instant I see someone pass behind the flock that is straight ahead,
my god to my disbelief  I could have sworn he was dead.
With a chuckle he passes between the human mass of love,
and points to the ceiling above.

The figure I have known for 35 years from night to day,
and in our vow of love he came back here today.
He speaks no words as he holds my hand and lifts me out of bed,
and past our family, that thinks I am dead.

The room fills up with nurses and doctors galore,
but as the volts enter my body, I know I am no more.
I kiss my daughter and hug my son to say goodbye,
and ask my husband, is it my time to die?

He smiles and we walk into a stairwell of light,
and I hold his hand, trying not to show my fright.
As we pass through the air into a realm I have never known,
My husband kisses me on my lips and whispers, now we are home.


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I Found You

Those nights I have cried in,
Disappeared when I put you 
Inside a special place in my mind.
No matter how far apart,
We'll always meet again at a new start.

I felt guilty for letting you go
And for letting one of my most precious friendships
Fall apart...
I felt sad on some nights,
Until you brought back out friendship's bright light.

Tears and fears have once ruled my life,
But then I found you again,
My friend...


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Spirit

I can feel your presence over my soul looming into my life I can't help wonder who you are or who I was Meant to Be Everlasting Love is what I Found in You Something I Swear to never let Go You protect my soul and keep me away from Perpetual Cold I can always need you, until despair abuses me into the dwelling Chasm from the wane of the world


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WORTHIER THAN GOLD

Friends are worthier than gold,
remembering their kindness as days unfold;
let's embrace and wish goodnight,
soon daylight will vanish from our sight. 


Nothing I will forget...from the kindest smiles
to those comforting hugs when I had no hope,
considering myself lucky to be able to cope;
what's more priceless than the soundest advice?   


Friends are worthier than gold,
or gifts given on special occasions...
and they can't compare to any encouraging word,
to instantly lift the unbearable weight of our sorrows.  


Everything I will remember and although I will die,
their love and generous deeds I'll immortalize in these lines;
read them aloud and realize how they make me smile
and appreciate their worthiness when their lovely image shines.


Details | Free verse | |

Constructing spirit

Have you ever come to share, your spirit showing that you care
not with flowers but the strongest form of heart ?
I ask only to display, why I may take great dismay
For the end is sounding then more like the start.

And so I've come to notice, after loosening my focus
That I might just be to young to give that gift.
Not a gift at all I know, just a part of me to flow
Anyone of you can see it if you wish.

But the blind can never see, nor were ever meant to be
On the team that will forever have to fight.
So if you want to see, i will teach you not for me
But for YOU to see the beauty of the light. 

Forgive me if I sound reserved, for too long I was disturbed
Resulting from the one who had my spirit sinking.
So I'll attempt to make a deal, with this thought not much to feel
I will save myself from dying, or just thinking 


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Love of Life

I am listening and hear what you say.
I myself have hurt this way.
Had I given up and closed the door
I'd have missed a world of so much more.
In time I've found that wounds do heal
and life presents gifts of love with zeal.
So on I go with life's ups and downs
just being thankful that life rebounds.


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SACRIFICES

my will for you to go on,
sacrifices for the right reason.
to seek and have the better,
much like a love letter:
not compromising for the future,
still not risking any of it.
new hope that is lit;
no price for the right sacrifice,
no doubt can suffice,
so many things are hard to do,
so many unwilling to make the race.
promises yet to go true and through,
unbound changes that need to take place.
unreal to the unwary eyes;
mistakes yours and mine to make,
never to subtle to take,
so many unanswered questions,
so little real solutions,
difficult to undergo under the sun,
still so worthy in the long run.


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ALL LEGENDS ARE MADE BY DREAMS

Is there a purpose for struggling,
enduring trails that could be been avoided?
What motivates an individual to surpass
any conceivable limit...to build a concept?


A normal person has less cares than a genius;
no passion for art or interest in science,
so aimless is that existence...
resembling a shadow passing. 


A philosopher once said that
legends are made by dreams,
by each stage as they are woven,
but their inner voices are as faint 
and distant as raging waterfalls
descending steeply, to splash in rivers below;
and to hear them, you must get closer enough,
until their loud sound can deafen 
the ears and astonish the eyes...
Oh, I have contemplated them in sheer surprise!


Nobody ever sees a thinker's curved back
posing on the water-splashed, cracked rock;
if civilization has betrayed his idealistic thoughts,
accusing him of insanity and prejudice...
how can dark minds be lucid enough to discern
what he sees in images of true perfection?
And he will be another outcast detested by society...
for having demonstrated a superior mentality?


Go to the highest hill, amid the rugged mountains of the South,
and find him in the same spot meditating
over a glorious view that the very learned once admired;
go and comfort him with a friendly hand-shake,
and amply confirm that his action wasn't a mistake,
but a challenge and a cause worth-taking!
And his testimony, that all legends are made by dreams,
is found in his prophetic and exquisite writings.



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Fleeting Emotions

My friendship is beyond 
The clouds of loneliness.
It's beautifully bright rays
Rarely breaks through them.
When it does, my Gemini emotions
Are uplifted.
Was born on a sunny day,
Yet I experience all this raining pain
Throughout my life...
Times I now spend with friends are fleeting,
But the bonds are everlasting.


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Enigma

I am an enigma
What you may ask is an enigma?
it is something/someone that belies
understanding and cannot be explained
something of a mystery
a puzzle... a riddle.
I am all this and more, or so I have been told
no one it seems understands me
why bother to even try.
For in all actuality
it suits them best to just ignore
they don't want to bother or be bothered
with trying to understand someone such as me.
I am perplexing at times
deep... complex, all words meaning the same.
I can be quiet, vague in action/reaction
I don't thing inside the norm
let alone live within it
but then what is the norm and who is to say?
I am it seems, bewildering to most
for no one understands us quiet folks
we tend to make them angry.
Perhaps our far off look might compel some
to wonder what we are thinking
but in no way would they approach
and ask what's on our minds
for this would take too much effort.
So best just to let us be
for if they ignore us
we may just go away.


Details | Ballad | |

OH, MARIANNA GRAZIA!

Oh, Marianna Grazia...
was my friendly neighbor,
a lovely lady in her eighties!
She became a widow when her
husband died of a brain tumor,
he was a sailor of many oceans;
how evident was the sadness
of Marianna Grazia!


She had a Grand Piano, made of cherry oak,
not covered with a speck of dust, and smiling
she played an improvisation with style; 
and it depended on her mood! The rays of sunlight
entered diagonally and rested on it, while
her feeble fingers played the same, harmonic melody;
and her hubby liked to hear those notes enthusiastically...
that's how I remember Marianna Grazia at her best!


Oh, Marianna Grazia...
went to church every Sunday,
and passing by my gate, she always said
hello, and asked how things were going! 
She gave every kid on the block candy
and flowers she grew in the back-yard;
oh, I miss how you hummed that song... 
oh, Marianna Grazia!


Today I walked by her house,
the Venetian blinds were closed at noon,
I was overtaken by a sudden gloom;
her youngest daughter approached me
and mutterred very grieving words,
" My mom has passed away in a tragic way,
she slipped and fell, and hit the cement;
she passed out as blood gushed from her forehead."  


Oh, Marianna Grazia...
never will I have another conversation
about her experience in Normandy, 
and the stories of a nurse during World War II,
were as inspirational as her vocation!
Oh, Marianna Grazia...
look down below and wave gracefully;
life is not as everlasting as that love given by you,
oh, Marianna Grazia!


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Bright Blue Electricity

Bright blue electricity,
So beautiful those lights.
Shining starlight so lovely to gaze upon
When they ignite inside the cosmos.

Walk, walk in the moonlight,
Calming insight as it attracts my sense of sight.
Who knew I'd feel so free
In living my life with spirited might.

One kiss unto me.
My heart flutteringly takes flight.
Inspiring feelings 
Initiate graphite upon paper.

Wishing to again hold her tight,
To be in her life, yet fate has decided me
To continue to fight on
And to live with what's left of my lamplight.


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Music For The Deaf

Once in awhile, I get so low I can feel myself falling faster into the quick sand. In this case, your love is the pit in which I’m sinking. Can you not hear me crying out for help? Because, I swear I can’t do this on my own. I need you to pull me up.. I guess you don’t see that inside I’m all shook up. I’ll be better off without you, that way I can get myself up and dressed out of this mess. You use me for your own good, but what about my sanity? This lovesick melody that I keep singing to is tearing apart the innocence of me. If you can’t see that, then why do I keep on trying to catch up to you? You won’t have to hear about it anymore though, I’m done with what you made me out to be. I’m too good to be set up by a fool like you! You’ll see one day, my dear. This melody that had me dying inside, is nothing more than music to the deaf now! But, don’t worry.. Maybe, one day you’ll see.. Just Don’t come back to me.


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Angelic

Head in the clouds,
Yet capable of flying back down to the earth.
Her wings represent the value of freedom,
How she also can fly anywhere else,
But  also how she returns her own feet back to the ground,
To heal her own or others’ inner doubts 
With the parts of grand truth she has found.


Details | Free verse | |

Don't let it slip away

Stripped, abused and tortured.
Help me, my life's but one -
Don't let it slip away!




Authors notes

Enforcing a picture and or meaning in 15 words.


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I God Myself and I Guide Myself

Jesus versus me makes this world brutal. Its a crucial
worship. I am main master of this ship cell called
Earth. My version of God being first is I am original and ahead of
world and church. Makes me head world leader. I am
always in the lead. People bleed just cause of nobody
accepting me. I want to feel equal its simplicity of
respect see how much iy menas to me by testing me
out. I make the future. I am a creature that is 
always in advance placement. Want to make an altartercation on all altars and 
add kitchens.Leave my blood alone. I am in the auto zone.  Lettuce 
prey upon an apron for cooking. I am a predator. A mentor. The world is under my 
man age mentor. My supervision. The world is under devolpment, with a devils 
judgement. I hate to be alone and in the zone. Jesus cross means to me a grid 
of aim. X marks the exact act. From any angle of longitude and latitude, to the grid 
of forming a face, and tile of a structure. I never retire. Plus you cannot fire me, but 
praying to the wrong creator ignites a demon. Will demonstrate from the 
beginning to end and start again.
T(he aven)ger. You will not see me coming. I know where you are. What you 
wear. Next celebrity to say they are the author, you will wear dirt. You will not see 
my shirt. My bet is the again street. You against me makes you an enemy. You 
cannot flee me. Celebrities are fleas and I want to approach these roaches. 
Hand them a shovel and say can you dig it. My digits are accurate for accuracy. 
Blast for me=blasphemy, is like my PHD.  I never do the time but commit every 
cfrime and condemn them in a cell, I fell. Bucket,  Cry me a river.People in jail or 
in the grave this is worse then slavery. MY calvary is people worried about 
calories, Sorry you were examples that I sample.  My trigger is hot. My shot is just 
read, as I tread my form, I rule the tv screen and the reality scene. I form the print 
with my eyes.Never can slow down, calm down, and come down from this higher 
power. I can make you like sour. My choice of your likes and dislikes is like yikes. 
I can possess the lady with a skirt to flirt, and burp. I am King Author. I am the 
Authority.  The real version. Its real. Revealed here in the light of my Fort 
Lauderdale.My Light of day. I want to collect before I resurrect. Isarel you sin 
surely by the titile of your scared land. I am sacred. Rape me. I will continue the 
menu. Omen. I design trains, plains, planes, transactions, explosives like 
landmines. South Florida is my landmine. Mine own design, baby.


Details | Free verse | |

Winter Tears

Remember me?
I was popular with the whole world
But now it’s over
This cruel world has turned it’s back on me
Because time has changed everything
Everything including my fate
Now my fate had taken away from me
So now I have nothing
Except  your promises of never to let go of me

The acquaintances I used to hang with
]were like the trees during autumn
The company I used to laugh with
Refused to cry with me now
Where have all the people in the world gone
Now that winter is coming
Keeping my heart frozen
Keeping my faith broken
In this cold and lonely season


Details | Light Poetry | |

Calming Breeze

Awaken my internal joy

As your soothing gentle winds

Hit my skin

I feel all the anger, restless and worries

Of life magically fade away

The air crisp and cool

Put the sky and my soul

Momentarily at peace

A deep breathe

Helps me appreciate

How truly blessed I am

Pain and struggle

I overcame

I wish more people

Could say the same

Forget the money and fame

I wish I could have

This tranquil feeling 

Everyday instead of just today


Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com


Details | I do not know? | |

Becoming American



We have always been a nation of immigrants,
Yet immigrants cause us to divide.
Newcomers are welcome when legitimate
For their energy, talents and pride.

To many besides the undocumented
Break our laws despite what they say.
As the anxious by the thousands
Pour over our borders each day.

The absolute one way to bring America to ruin
Is to let it become a clash of nationalities.
Even now as we argue and debate
We’re ignoring our long-term realities.

It’s time to bring back the melting pot
Or at least an updated application.
For one and all to assimilate and embrace
The laws that sustain our nation.

Everyone must learn about America’s heritage
Our democratic principles and freedom of choice.
All must be taught the values by which  we’re defined 
And English both printed word and voice.

We can volunteer to teach English to immigrants
And invite them to our church, synagogue or home.
What each of us does can make a difference
As the seeds of our culture are sown.










Details | Free verse | |

Turning Anguish part 1

5/21/11-5/22/11
I rule over the night
undaunted with all my might
I have time to spare all I can bare
Watching the hand chime 
tugging…pushing…shoving
through whirling toil
that feed the spoil
Perplexing strife
refusing to give up 
Power and torment 
 
We are too caught up in our own power
and ruling over each passing moment
each passing night…destroying the twin towers
 
Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?

I’m tossed…shifting around with uncontrolled anguish 
Zipping…tripping over rambling bolts
spiraling into a mad house
Don’t enchant your intolerable voice
I see no love dwelling in this household
Do you seek for your power…
you insufferable traitor?

Seeking our upcoming doom
brewing strife in the heap of ruins
brewing strife while we still leave room
to obey and remain under power
You are assuming the worst 
father…mother…
rule over the passing anguish…circling around
stumbling around…not aware 
Hey you! play fair

Behave and stay awhile
before you feed the fire that holds sheer vile
Allow love to not be thrown away
into another pile

I grasp no love engrained 
In our giving garden
that plants ceaseless approval  
Pardon my faults
I was far from comforting sleep

Dread is driven mysteriously 
Through an endless night
Moving on the tracks 
Forming into an alarming train

Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?
Who did the labor suitably?

worthwhile father…pleasure-seeking mother
Don’t enchant your intolerable voices
and expect us to listen sensibly 
Demanding us to do labor
and assist our displeased neighbor
Why do you melt the delight away?
Throwing away a flavor of ecstasy
and put us to glove-less labor
without putting our favor and opinion
into the overlooked pile

Burning agony
dries the buried glee
Saved for a grieving moment
Playing like a warped tune… unable to express
solitude that develops in the heart
raped by the ragged uncertainties 
without taking heed of our pleas

These desirable moments
Cherished in the deplorable journey 
They weren’t acknowledged by power
Love in those days were brand new
Do you have a clue?
they were cherished...
Bountiful…
stranded in a deserted past
in merciful beauty…caught under the spell

Where did that come to pass?
Where’s the love?
Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?


Details | List | |

My Only Weakness Is Him

Time to move on
Love has come to an end
A week has passed
Nothing received, nothing to send

More memories to bury
Deep within thy soul
Many years to live
Focusing on my goal

For just a brief moment
I thought there was a chance
To have the man I've always loved
But I only got a glance...of his


body
smile
pain
tears
soft lips
voice
sunglasses
thoughts
hard work
warm hands

and he walked with me just to let me walk away...again


Details | Quatrain | |

command six

kill the Catholic, kill the Jew
kill them all, draw sword 'n' slay 'em
kill the Muslim, the Buddhist too
spill their blood, creating mayhem

kill the Taoist, kill the Zen
kill the agnostic, kill the skeptic
kill all religious, come back again
wash away everyone seen as septic

kill the women, kill all the men
that other tribe, who you eschew
everyone who might be your brethren
take weapon in hand and kill them too

kill that other race of beings
kill the innocent, kill too, the guilty
kill anyone with peaceful leanings
kill wholly with unspeakable cruelty

kill all hope of ever finding peace
kill yourself for your own release
kill believing you'll justify
all these hates that in you lie

© Goode Guy 2011-06-04

the only good ___ is a dead ___ ...know it's sarcasm, ok


Details | Rhyme | |

SMILE

There is no warning signs
But on your face it is easy to find
We all become contagious to this disease
Believe me it grows like a seed to a plant to trees
It makes life so easy and simple
It is caught between a frown and dimples 
It is starting to sweep across the country 
It makes the world more friendly 
People who were once sad and blue
Lost in life with strife with nothing to do
With a heavy bag of misery on your shoulders
Inside your soul and spirit it makes you feel younger 
I  pray that you will be infected 
Come on try it anybody can do it
I really hope a cheerful germ invades your body 
I seen it make grieving people happy 
It’s spreading merriment to all your major organs 
Remember because it gives life so much meaning
It can grow a couple of feet or even a mile
Come on try it let me see you smile






Details | Quintain (English) | |

A Cat to A Bird

 Age, You come to me as a cat to bird
Belly to ground with no sound heard.
Fangs so sharp claws kept keen.
You creep up slowly, yet unseen.
How poorly you treat me, evil and mean.

You weaken my sight; make it hard to read.
You are so selfish and full of greed,
You conspire with my mirror to lie to me.
Gone, my youthful face to see,
Gone the man I used to be.

Hair falls from my head, grows on my back.
My mind wander as thought I lack.
No place to hide, no way to win,
Surprise in my eyes is that of all men
Same look on the bird that the cat drags in!


Details | Ballad | |

A STRONG SPIRIT

Be dauntless
and show a strong spirit
when others stand back...
denying their help;
one is never by oneself,
if courage does exists!

Your rivals have gotten the best of everything,
love,luck, joy and prosperity...
and you still don't envy their riches;
while you stride through your battles,
and feel your anger and their mockery...
your judgement is stripped of all reality! 

Be fearless when confronting adversities,
find sense even in the most compelling strides;
others will show their sympathy
when you're stricken by calamity,
and their soothing hugs are as comforting as words...
with courage, not disperation, you'll head
down the promising road
and somehow you'll find your gold!

A toddler crawls before he learns how to walk,
you followed only your past...
causing you to ponder your regret;
tomorrow awaited others, not you,today
you can change your luck and even your destiny...
learn from your mistakes, be ready to fight!

Dare to be different,
with a strong spirit,
among those who seem dissident;
be that someone who reaches out kindly,
who has no fear in his heart...  
when he is treated humanly and fairly!  



  



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Gleams Of Hope

Always feeling such inner hurt,
My heart just feels so insecure in the night.
But there is always a light
Guiding me through my lonely days.
Sometimes I find life so unfair,
Yet some days I don't really care...

Seems like I always try different ways to express my feelings
Then I start retrieving truths I possibly never wanted to hear
And then I break down spiritually.
I hide my negativity and believe I can make it through
On my own.

Thoughts from the dark
Leave me with a lonely soul.
Ready to take the toll
Of thoughts that merged into my mind.
On optimistic days I believe I have the potential
To be successful
And that all my lonely and stressful years
Will be worth going through.

"Everyone who wants to disappear,
Look inside
And search for the light that resides...
There you will find
That you must stay true to yourself,
And try your hardest to harness your dreams...
Because the sadness and darkness in your mind
Are only gleams of what you'll really find 
(Hope is the key)..."


Details | I do not know? | |

Confront Your Conflict

Have you ever heard a song
But couldn't understand the words?
But you know that is consisted of 
Adjectives nouns and verbs
A persons life is similar to that
What you see is not always what you get
Instead of adjectives nouns and verbs
There is a future past and present
And without all three
Your are left with just a fragment
 And a fragment at times
Can be very misleading
And without the whole picture
Who are you to be judging?
No one knows what will occur
Lifes struggles and pains that they will endure
Some things can be life altering
And some things you cant prevent from happening
And sometimes you have to go through some things
And confront the conflict that life brings
Some people make their circumstances their definition
And coincidently thats how people define them
You can either use your circumstance as an excuse
Or you can excuse your circumstance
And put your new knowledge to use
Think about the things that you've been through
And all the other people it has happened to
A testimony is such a wonderful thing
And that is something that all bad times bring
So what about everybody who is going through a hard time
Someone who is not is really hard to find
So don't give up or lose your belief
Because it always gets worse before you get some relief



Details | Ballad | |

Fight The Mere Fight

So it begins, A man falls into his reckless sins.
Believes in God, Talks to him everyday.
Little does he know, The pain is sure grow.
Acts of guilt, sorrow and self retreat brings him crumbling down.
God is more than what others think of to him.
He's Almighty, Glorious, Powerful, Freind, Creator, Lord, and Father above all.
Thus he learns everyday what he reads in the Bible to which he takes in at heart, He breaks into tears wanting a new start.
God and his friends are the only ones he can talk to, No one else seems to understand thus making talking about what he wants too to them very difficult. He doesnt know what to do.
With little time and so much weight on his shoulders its hard to see a brighter side, Before he knows it he will lose his pride.
So much negativity is surrounding him where he calls home, He talks to God explains what is going on and awaits a message.
A message so clear only he could hear, Though some cannot stand to wittness any longer.
Repenting God is something he cannot do, He wouldn't stay true.
Hes in a never ending battle with himself on giving up and fighting the mere fight growing stronger under God.
But its a tough battle.
He doubts himself.
Making a stand from living or dying is one he may never break free,
But he knows he's not alone and he suddenly can see.
The burning passion of a light,
WIth it he learns to fight the mere fight.


Details | Ballad | |

Burden In My Hand

I was coming down the mountain,
Run away children.
Everybody has their own opinion.
Holding it back hurt so bad,
Jumping out of my flesh and I said...

Follow me into the desert as thirsty as you are,
There's no station to fill the tank so do not drive your car.
Cause down below the truth is lying beneath the river bed,
So just close your eyes and bow your head.
Pain is suffering the torment of blood He shed,
Fall to your knees and drink the water that flows under her head.
I lost myself below the tree,
Would you cry for me.
I left everything deep within the sand,
Its just a burden in my hand.


Details | Free verse | |

Silent Wars -2-

My screams are void
Throughout the circulation of this solid room
Distracted by the solemn night
Interrupted by blurred groans
Sincere in its integrity 

Drums are beating, 
eating away the deserted sanctuary
Echoes of cruel sounds mix together 
as the wind formulates around an unavoidable night 

Silent wars has awaken from its casket
Rising up to kidnap the faithful and discernment building up in the household
Kidnapping the love
Throwing away sincere awareness

I finally could utter a few questions to you...

Tell me...who wins? 
Who has gone astray...missing forever?

I finally will tell you the distinguished truth 

Frankly, my dear friend, 
No one knows in silent wars


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

Boat of Horror

I hear the moans and cries of my neighbor next to me
Tied down on this boat of death
Where are we going?
Taken against our will
Towards a place of unspeakable cruelty
Our families, our homes, our lives
Taken away from us
Why?

Lie in filth and sicknesses
Tied in chains in the bottom of a boat
Little food, rats, feces, and filth 
Slaves to these people 

We sing our hymns
Quietly at first
Then it passes along to
Our brothers down the rows
And suddenly we are all one
From many different tribes
We are all brothers 
In our singing
Until they tell us to 
“Shut up”
The ones who don’t 
Are punished
They take away all that we have
Even the one thing we all have in common
Our hymns
Why?
Why do we endure such torture
For doing nothing?

They call us savages
These people with light skin
Who are they to bind us Innocent
Take the babies away from the mothers

And will we ever see our families
Again?
No, no they say no
They say we are their property now
We are human too
We are human too!
And they call us savage 
Who beat the women and children 
For not working hard enough 
In the sweltering heat
But who is savage?

They say we are stupid and
Do not allow us to learn
But we do anyway

They take our names
And give us new names
They take our religion and
Give us a new one
But we still worship 
Our way

We yearn for our home 
And our children’s children
Will do the same
But we pray
That one day they can
Go home again
Or at least be
Able to stand on both our feet


Details | I do not know? | |

Today & Tomorrow

I began walking today,
I was watching the sun.
I have decided today
To walk tomorrow 
And for every other day.
As I walked,
I had seen it’s
Glorious light,
I then decided
I will never give up
My own life.


Details | Light Poetry | |

All That Jazz

big satchmo
renowned jazz
pops



In Loving Memory Of
Louis Daniel Armstrong   {Satchmo Or Pops}  
{Aug 4th 1901 - July 6th 1971}




Also Entry For Brian Strand's Spetimal Fun Contest


Details | I do not know? | |

One Day

We've been through
Roughening waves,
But we sat and never threw
Ourselves out of furious rave.

One day my heart
Will be glad that
We haven't yet fallen apart
And are not as sad as before.

Our time was like a boat...
No matter where we went,
Our time was well spent,
Even while we continuously float.

One day you'll be as happy
As you were in that rural place.
We'll together repair our broken vase.
You and I were inseparable friends...

So I wished it didn't end.
Our bond has been fragile
For quite some while.
I've been thinking of ridding it...

Though I know
I'll resolve it all somehow.
So I hope you will accept the flora
I shall give to you one day...


Details | Rhyme | |

INDIFFERENCE

hanous to your insanity,
more than equals your insanity.
failure to understand,
like blood in your hands.
crucial to survival!
messy with no mercy,
new and just oppressed equality.
born with raging freedom,
passion not so random.
fighting with a pride,
hits you hard with every try.
to each perception,
likely to be gathered.
trouble with bottled-up emotions;
fitted with the wits,
defeated without lasting the first occasion.
no justice with each shiftiness,
unlikely to open up without the substance of guidance!


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Piece Of Work { Footle ]

T.C.
   Was He

        Pai-doung
               The Sun

                  Now Gone
                       So Wrong

                                  Thank You
                                           Your's True





Entry For Abe Lopez's 
Native American Ekphrasis Contest


In Loving Memory Of
Tommy Wayne Cannon  T.C. {1946 -1978 }


Details | Free verse | |

The Deadball Era

when it comes to baseball
there was one team that we shall
remember from it's past

it's the nineteen twenty seven 
        N.Y Yankees

amidst this legendary collection 
you shall find the hotest team 
that ever played baseball

starting with their owner Jacob Ruppert
followed by his general manager Ed Burrow

not to mention the players

starting At first base was Lou Gehrig
rounding second was Tony Lazzeri playing
shortstop was Mark Koenig and
heading for third was Joe Dugan and
at home plate was their catcher Pat Collins

And in the Yankee outfield were right fielder
Babe Ruth center fielder Earl Combs and 
left fielder was Bob Meusel

Now let me introduce you to some of their starting pitchers
we have Wait Hoyt or you may like to see in
Herb Pennock or even maybe George Pipgras
and if thats not good enought then they had
Dutch Ruether and Urban Schocker and don't forget
about the releif pitchers Myles Thomas and Bob Shawkey
along with Joe Giard and Walter Beall while
closing their games with Wiley Moore

As one Washington Senator named Joe Judge said 
when they got tromped 21-1 in their game 
was these fellows not only beat you 
but they tear your heart out

So From the chilling mocking Murder's Row
of the dead ball era comes to you a great
team of players that is now safe at home



In Memory Of The 1927 Yankee's 
May You All Be 
Angels In The Outfield


Also Entry To Matt Caliri's 
On Baseball Contest


Details | Pastoral | |

My child, My Rose

 Today like so many, I said a prayer for the families. For the students that lost 
their lives to a man that many didn't know.


  Heavenly Father, I ask you this day to watch over the families. Watch over the 
souls of the students that lost their lives to an intruder of evil. Evil has prayed 
upon the innocent and those doing your work. I pray for these families, in hopes 
they may find closure to such a tragedy.

 So many lives have been taken. So many hearts have been stricken with grief. 
Allow them to know that only the body is put to rest and not the soul. For the body 
is made from sands of thee earth. To thee earth may the body be replanted to 
sprout new life. May their tears replenish thee earth with water to feed the new 
life. In thee end may life be brought back in the form of a rose. A rose that may 
grow with the darkest shades of red. For it is the color in which signifies "Love". If 
your will. Allow the stem and leaves to be as green as thee pastures for which 
they lay their heads to rest. May the thorns be sharp to protect them for intruders. 
May their rose grow from now until the end.

                                                                AMEN


Details | Free verse | |

the way things seem...

Torn and scattered, lost in a place without light.
Pulled in all directions but managing to stay in one.
Feelings that a reproduced by the subconscious.
Replacing the fear with a sense of disbelief.
Taking it one day at a time, the time will arrive.
No cadence in life, nothing to keep the momentum.
Falling into this cold, dark and dismal place.  
Only trying to remember that you are not alone… 


Details | Narrative | |

You Are My Curse

I had to let it all go,
The day and night,
Their hours ran too slow.
It was more than just a fight.
I trusted you and knew you,
My love succumbed to the worst,
Faith and loyalty just wouldn’t do.
You became my curse.
 
I was pulled down to Earth’s plane,
And judgment did set in.
Then new days begin.
I stood parallel as many went insane.
My heart drenched and my soul crunched,
I couldn’t let my heart take this very much.
I died and I died losing each endless breath,
I swallowed the victory and ate your death.
 
You reaped and I sowed,
But I saw no one grow,
Not even you.
What was I to do?
I let it go very slow,
Now I am all grown,
And I’m on my own.
I died watching you go.
 
I will always remember begging mercy,
I will always know this pain,
You are my curse you see,
And nothing did you gain.
I can never just be alright,
I can never love you the same again.
I died watching you go out of sight.
You are my curse and forever in my heart you made an end.


Details | Free verse | |

Stand and Fight

What are we supposed to do? 
Should we stand and fight? 
Turn the page and bend the leaf 
Should we burn our memories? 
And fall into a pool of anger 
Should we shatter the circle of trust? 
And lose our last thought of hope 
Should we stand and fight? 
Turn the page and bend the leaf 
The world is on fire 
All of our hopes and dreams are forgotten 
We were so perfect 
Are we ready to self-destruct? 
Should we stand and fight? 
Turn the page and bend the leaf 
Can you force a smile? 
Would you stand for what you believe? 
How can you sit back and watch? 
Our own world is falling apart 
Should we stand and fight? 
Turn the page and bend the leaf 
Is it worth dying for? 
Would you sacrifice everything? 
To have a second chance 
What are we supposed to do? 
Should we stand and fight? 
Turn the page and bend the leaf 
We could run from the problem 
We could let it grow forever 
Or we could stand and fight 
Use our strength to rise against 
Should we stand and fight? 
Turn the page and bend the leaf


Details | I do not know? | |

For You

The day I met you,
I at first saw you as strange.
But then, later in time,
I realized that it's just your disguise.

I never felt so lucky
Before you said you loved me.
There aren't many guys in the world
Who don't despise looks.
Yet you are the one who seems the most true.

Maybe deep down, I love you too...
And I'm not sure why
I stopped you from suicide.

I guess I just want others to follow
The guiding light that always helped me through.
Although I think that,
You say that I'm probably in love with you.

If that is really true,
Then I can't handle hearing your voice,
Life as if your feelings for me
Are forcing me to love you without a choice.
I can't even handle such love,
At least not yet.

For now I just want to keep my bets of me
Finding another person.
And I don't find anyone like you,
Then I'll become yours
Just for you...


Details | Free verse | |

GENUINE

staying truer to honesty,
closer to any reality.
without fakes attempts to mislead;
real values and standards,
edgy with no calamity,
actions that always has good reactions.
catchy and cool,
yet, still modest and humble.
it gets better every time you use it;
softens the heart,
with no limits attached.
bring smiles to new faces:
more meaningful converstions,
deeper relations to companies,
better affections from real friends.
it should never be kept a secret,
through and throgh a neverending sensations and feelings.
once you express it;
you can never hide from it again,
worthy of being perfectly complimented on without anything in return.


Details | I do not know? | |

Old Glory

Seeing the colors of red and blue
And never forgetting the white
This flag is standing high and true
And shows the world why we fight

Allowing no country to bring us down
Or enslave us all in fear
It turns all tears into frowns
And freedom rings in all ears

When in battle, the enemy sees
Waving stars and stripes
We fought on land and on sea
And showed those dogs our might

After every victory
Our flag still tall and proud
We bow our heads quietly
And pray for those in the clouds.


Details | I do not know? | |

We Care (for the Victims of Katrina)

What is it that you tell them? 
What can you even say
to those that have been terrorized
as their lives were washed away? 

I wish that I could reach them.
To let them know I care.
Of money I have little
but, what I have I'd share.

I'd gladly give compassion.
That's what they need the most.
I'd let them stay with me tonight.
I'd be a gracious host.

I doubt they'll ever know me
or just how much I care.
My heart so aches for those in pain.
The suffering's everywhere.

How do you help these people
that lose all that they own? 
Just try to let them know you care
and that they're not alone. 


Details | Free verse | |

Words to start a day

The world has turned 
one more time 
for you to face the sun 

When you step out 
into your day 
blink as you may 
but appreciate the force 
of a universe 
that spins this world 
in such a way 
that its perfect grace 
blows the kiss of wind on your face 

And when this day is done 
your only sorrow 
is to know that tomorrow 
this world will not turn for some


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ANTHEM

the anthem of what you believe in,
holding on to what is true, good, and important!
like a miracle waiting to happen,
we are all here to see it deepen.
without pressure to stress in,
no more lack of faith or unworthy desires.
a change in what really matters;
will all the joy and pain that comes with it,
we stand prous to stay here waiting,
time after time for you.
when true admirationis not good enough!
it doesn't end when you fail,
it's just an escape to find a better way to succeed.
to believe in more than our capabilities:
to undergo extreme measures,
not forgetting the just and the fair.
the true meaning of rising up to the anthem you fought so hard to believe and keep.


Details | I do not know? | |

Dark Blue

Lonely and hatung what her friend has become.
Seems like no more friendship to believe in,
Art the only place to breathe in.
Meeting new people who are considered geeks and freaks,
Hanging with them all week.
Near the end, her "geeky" friend shows her Jesus,
And she is saved.
Finally out of her lonely cave.
She faced troubles before, but thankfully
Being friends with that "geek"
Meant so much more.


Details | I do not know? | |

silence

your silent words
the most beautiful thing i ever heard
racing through my brain
an intangible perfection
no real direction
it's yourself you entertain
a smile on your face
accepting people's ways
you found your personal freedom
no frillies or lace
no shiny chains
you're happy enough you don't need them
contented mind harmonzing eyes
stay where you want to be
happy cries and static lies
do you know you inspire me?


Details | Free verse | |

TAINTED HUMILITY

misled pride,
hidden in lies.
no one is sure why?
forbidden insecurity,
one can only know the severity.
borrowed ideas of values:
unlimited unwanted life of blues,
attachment with a price,
teardrop of cries,
torn apart between a set of brooding emotions,
trying to differ between every path of solutions.
navigating through fake secrecy of selfishness;
mirage of self-awareness,
tossing and turning of doubts,
place with a misled concern of peace,
illusion of overbearing contentment.
in bitter treatment of others,
freedom of no comparing faults.
tre true reason of humility under pressure.


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Letter To Heaven

Dear Mom, 
just thought I'd drop a line
To let you know that i'm doing fine
Remember Cindy 'cross the county line
Well Mom I finally made her mine
Mom, I know it's been awhile
But you know writings not my style
That Cindy she's one of a kind
She lets me stay out till nine
And Mom, gotta tell you I miss you
Sometimes I don't know what to do
That guy down the street, you know who
He tells me how much he loved you
Mom, yesterday we got a lotta rain
But the ground was dry, so I can't complain
And since you left I haven't seen Aunt Jane
Yes she still lives down the lane
Mom, remember our Beagle ol'blue
Fifteen puppies, thats quite a few
Well Mom, Cindy's cooked some stew
So tell GOD hi, and Mom I love you
Your Son Boo-Boo


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A person

A person is smart or a person is ugly,
A person is wise or a person is fool,
It is a difference if a person is dishonest,
If he targets innocent only as a tool.

A person is wealthy or a person is poor,
A person is cooperative or a person is polite,
It is a difference if a person is greedy,
If someone blames him he is ready for a fight.

A person is angry or a person is lover,
A person is brave or a person is coward,
It is a different if he has no taste,
If someone serves him he fights for a proud.

A person is religious or a person is politician,
A person is social or a person is scientific,
It is a difference if he isn’t domestic,
If he minds discussion because he is fanatic.

We can share a matter if a person is cool,
We can share a matter if a person isn’t fool,
We can share a matter if a person ready for role,
We can enjoy a matter if a person charges a toll.


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Turning Anguish part 2

Missing a remarkable meaning in my life
I’m the woeful sacrifice
play me as the dice
on the solid table
and roll me and speak of a fable
don’t toss me 
like a valueless toy
brushing…echoing harsh envy
Heed to our last plea 

You’ll face dire rage 
giving no mercy to your desire
Are you aware you fed my wrath?

Mercy-filled bliss
don’t exist in this pile of vile
father…mother
Don’t bother to trace our passing ease
that we dearly missed

What could brew these ruins to love?
Disbelief covers my once kind heart 
conquered by avarice
Unforgettable doom,
has been written on our tombs,
sending us a last kiss of unmoved death
Giving us futility…
Leaving us without a breath

Behave and deal with
frightening bolts that dare
break us apart
and turn it to denied anguish

Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?
We all do our part in it
That’s the troubling truth
Toil cheers up the spoil
What could we do
to get us ahead of
Power?
stricken in toil
Separate the spoil 
that crumbles away like foil

Give us little power
and lift up the broken twin towers
and fill us with 
Unspoiled love
The only choice
is to patch-up our love
and strip off the turning anguish
and fill us with 
Unspoiled love

The only choice
is to patch-up our love
and strip off the turning anguish
and fill us with 
Unspoiled love
Your sun will shun out strife
and be a kit to fix up concealed love
and fill us with
harmless love 


Details | Lyric | |

To Be Alive

(To be alive is one thing but to live is another) born into world where settlement rules out purpose for life. Which leads to the one percent controlling the world. Which leads to society being comfortable with the current conditions and obstacles  place in front of them. Which leads to no room for greater evolution. Which leads to turmoil amongst our culture and our community. Which leads to crime in America and manipulation of minds. Which leads to no hope for most.


Details | Free verse | |

Evanescent Pastures

Vanishing souls lies in death's pastures
Fleeting joy, incurious in my surroundings 
Shades of green glistening in glory 
An unpredictable breath that barely measures
A destiny that lies and vanishes through the Death Valley

A heart's main glee 
Shines peaceably... passing above a wave of sparkling envy

Bliss sinks in my marrow 
Pensive solitude, 
Splitting it into a rejoicing vibe 

Joyous in its company...we could have a blissful sleepover until 
tomorrow
Together we'll make a strengthening converse 
Piety fitting in these periling times 

Wandering over vales, evanescent life screwing my infancy
A jocund soul departs from a burden--too cherished in disobedient lies
Childish features blurring my uncertain future 

Incessant in my trespasses
I draw near through deathly shadows
Moping in ceaseless torment 
Roaring as a monsoon in abstract movement 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Chopping down the Weeping Willow tree 

Driven mad in knotting triumph 
Hoarsely placing us in a shady asylum 
Numbed by flustering anxiety 
Cursing down this greedy society 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
I'm dependent in this unordinary place
Though it leaves me with only disgrace 
Discontent by the isolated misfortune 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Fogging our interest of society, 
Doom crafting our fate...soon we'll be too late 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
Denying our repents out of revenge 
Unsuitable to reconstruct chastening renewal 

Superb for a 
tranquilizing solitude  


Details | I do not know? | |

Enduring Life

You will never get anywhere in life
If you keep running away from your problems.
You must stop hiding and running,
Stand in front of your problem
And run right through it.
Then and only then is when you find happiness.
Going through your problem will be painful and slow,
Be strong and you'll finally get through.


Details | Lyric | |

Your Actions

Your actions you make all have consequences
But see you act before you think and don't use any of your senses.
You try to act cool as if everything is all right,
But when you go into your room you cry all night.

You try to make things back right even though it's gonna be hard,
But like they said you should of thought from the start.
Now you really feel bad because you know you was wrong,
But it seems like that friend you could of had is really gone.

You know no one is perfect everybody has sin 
But you can't deal with the fact that it's happening again.
You're going back the way you just came from 
You've been trying to hide but you never can run.

Somehow it comes back hunting you day after day,
And for some reason no matter where you go trouble is always in the way.
So all you know now is to think before you act,
Because depending on what you do determines what comes back.


Details | Bio | |

scary moments

I've got that feeling in my chest, it feels kinda tight, with a real intense rush, like 
right before a fight, something is going to happen, i can feel it in my gut, 
something really bad, can't figure out what, I rarely get that feeling, and it has 
always been right, wonder what it is, now i won't sleep tonight, hoping and 
praying nothing bad will come, worried and scared, i think of everyone, now it's 
been a year, that feeling is still here, nothing ever happend to my family or my 
friends


Details | Imagism | |

The Dark Does Bleed

Even my closed eyes cannot hide from pure agony 
My mind can’t help but scream from the bloody tales 
That caresses itself into the imprints of this young heart 
And closes its shadow gates around my heart 

Oh how I have searched for peace in this bloody phase 
This bloody phase, where roses weepfrom the bowed night’s force 
I have diligently searched for the kiss of comfort 
Yet it seems that this blood curling fear must run its course 

I am blinded by darkness’s brightness 
I am damned by its giggle of insanity 
My mind has played chase with my enemy 
Determined to chase it to liberty 

I twirl in shadowed time suspended by the sharp cords of agony 
The lack of sight, my undoing 
My eyes sobbing from the curse of not being able to see 
As into the depths of my soul is poured this horrid melody 

Ah yes… the melody of fright 
The tunes dance in my fading mind with a mocking smile 
They curl my muscles into pathetic whispers of strength 
Mocking the trembles that possess the last of my sanity 

From the pores of this cursed imagination 
Blood pours down 
Ah… I can see everything in the slight wicked gleam… of blood 
Its shine dances off my every thought 
Its moisture reflects the feeble protection around my foundations 

I am lost in these torrents of self denial 
I cant accept that they have taken over me 
My body is cloaked in the insanity of crimson blood 
Shining for all the nature of weakness to see 

My shroud has been laid 
Cloaked in my monsters 
Oh yes they wait eagerly 
They hunger for the youth of my immaturity 

Memories prove to be my undoing 
The key to the lock that guards my growing insanity 
Thinking is my foe 
For it pours out my demons for all to see 

My shroud has been laid 
Cloaked in my monsters 
Oh yes they wait eagerly 
They hunger for the youth of my immaturity 

Memories prove to be my undoing 
The key to the lock that guards my growing insanity 
Thinking is my foe 


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Sounds.

Sound's all around,
nothing making any since
Trying to block it all out. 
Voice's of God is Quiet 
does he here me?
I pray for so many people,
but their is to many 
I can't get to them all. 
Lord I'm not strong, 
but through you I know 
I can do all things. 
Yelling, screaming, 
Crying what pain 
I see, and here. 
What do I do now?
I give it all to your holy throne
Leave the sword at your feet. 
Thank-you Jesus


Details | I do not know? | |

I Shall Remember

Those days were filled
With joy and singing.
Because of that;
My present days are now worth living
And smiling through.

Remember during a storm,
We've seen a rainbow
Through a window
That was part of a room
Where we pretended to have feathers
And danced around an invisible fire.

Bonds are like a rainbow;
The happiness that was shared
Eventually fades away.
Though such a bond is gone,
Another rainy day goes by
And the rainbow appears again.

So now... I'll always remember
That life is like a sea
(An ocean of memories)....
And even though "friend" has
The word "end"...
There is a "ship" in "friendship"
(Which leaves and returns).
I shall always remember such a metaphor...


Details | I do not know? | |

In God I trust

In this world of misery i hope god has got a plan for me
as i struggle helplessly searching for repentance
my soul needs resurrection and guidance
i've been mislead form the start
trying to put back together the pieces of my broken heart
i wonder if theres a place reserved for me im heaven
i wonder if god understands the reasons for the wrongs i've done
i hope i'm forgiven father i am your son
so guide me through keep me safe
as i travel on this journey of life
watch over me as a walk these dangerous streets at night
you sent me here on a mission that i hope is'nt complete
cause i've still got so far to go so much more to learn
but in you i put my trust
i know you wont take me before it's my turn
in you i keep faith so i'm never concerned
my life is in your hands
my soul is yours 
so i know you'll let me in before you close the doors



Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

With One Mistake

As I close my eyes tonight
and prepare to say good-bye,
I remember all of the choices I've made
and I slowly start to cry.
The night had come, we were fine
until the Devil showed his face,
We were young, we had no sense of time
I didn't mean to make that choice.
I was foolish to think I couldn't lose
you were crazy to stay with me,
If only I could live forever with you
if only we could see eternity.
I'm afraid to live without you
I can't live with the shame I hide,
You were here, now you're gone, what can I do
I can't live, knowing that because I drank, you died.
Friends are supposed to watch out for each other
never let the other one down,
But I've taken your life away forever
everything you once knew is now gone.
I was the one who drank
yet, you were the one to die,
I wish only to take your place
I cannot live a lie
I knew the devil that possessed me,
was stronger than my love for you
I should've fought the urge, the necessity
then my friend, I'd still have you.
I'm sorry I took your life away
I took away your hopes and dreams,
You should be the one living, the one who stayed
I should be the one dead. . .
that's the way it already seems.


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If they could see your soul

Her name is Aunica, 
To some she is just another face
In an ordinary place
Another individual, of habit, manner, and style
An elderly stout woman whose brown face
Bares the stamp of her ethnicticity



Amongst the hustle of others in a small café
She is the quiet old lady whom labors away
In a back room filled by the monotony of everyday
Routines, her hands are coarse, yet strapping, 
Unto an average customer, she saunters about
Replacing silverware and plates
But goes virtually unnoticed by most



Except for one, who sees beyond
Weary eyes and a worn black apron
For if only they could see your soul, 
There would be a cloud of sorrow 
And an ever present shadow of despair



When cities in  your homeland Serbia 
Violently collapsed due to prolonged warfare
And conflicts, your heart plummeted  to the bottom
Of your being along with it, 
A city now converted into mounds of ash
And ascending clouds of smoke



Memories of a life, you once had
Are now swept away aimlessly
By a ruthless and non sympathetic wind
Like those who executed their cruel tyranny
Upon the remnants of your very foundation



Through compassion and understanding
I have acquired eyes that see
You have opened up your home to me
I have eaten in your presence 
And extended unto you an ear
For many stories this woman 
Has shared, these tales I will hold
For her, life has been  truly cold
So now it is known
 
If they could see your soul, 
The fierce light of your courage
Would be ever so blinding
Your determination and inner strength
Are akin to a lions roar
And an aura whose mere presence
Casts a vibration that is piercing 



To the casual eye you are just 
That simple woman whom carries
A tray of plates and smiles
Amid the conversations and 
Cigarette smoke, so for you 
I end appropriatley by emphasizing
What has been said before
IF THEY COULD SEE YOUR SOUL
                                                 
This poem is dedicated to all those have experienced the misfortune and loss 
due to war in some form or another, you will always be remembered.



 



 


Details | Bio | |

Can't Stand the rain.

Cant stand the rain It feeds the pain of me looking forward to sleeping with out 
you once again. O how the pain shine when it rain I thought we were more than 
lovers and the best of friends yet I'm alone and crying again. All I want is to 
express my hurt and hope that you regret all your double dealing dirt. But every 
time I try to forgive I remember your anger and all your ill will.


Details | Ballad | |

Marie I-- Covenant To Thee

We're at the seasons' end I won't suffice to their Judgement for We can overcome I'm sorry I couldnt always be what you wanted me to be, My dear Marie But this is my covenant to thee We were born from the same flame you and I Without a shame we can discard the pain compared to our love it is just disdain The passion can not fly away My dear sweet marie This is my covenant to thee You're my escape when i need flee to The other side of the sea My single belief, my dear marie The passion of you and me flies away With the keeper of the bees Nightingales sleep and dream of our Starcossed beams, my sweet marie, It was meant to be This is my covenant to thee


Details | Free verse | |

Yet Another Reason Why I'm The Grand Guardian...

I am the pillar of hope, 
I give them strength, 
that’s been my life, 
and I am now made of rock. 
I have and always will be, 
here to help humanity.
My friends don’t fret, 
it is for the best, 
and I care for all of you, 
just, the same.
So your pain is mine, too, 
now smile and remember, 
I care for you none go, 
without my love. 
I am an angel from above, 
I care for all who seek me out, 
and I am here without a doubt.
All are worthy of my care, 
your emotions of pain
and sorrow along with them all.
Everything you feel is with me, 
all of my days I cared so much, 
and so deep for all I can feel everything.
When you see me cry,
remember your hope keeps me alive,
your pain hurts me too.
All of your strength gives me courage, 
to do what’s right even when we mess up.
Do you get the gist of my connection, 
to you I will forgive all, it is not my place, 
to judge I just am here to love and comfort, 
all who need my kindness. But even
an angel needs an angel every now and, 
then, but none under my care can be there.
My entire existence is for you all, 
I would not feel right forcing those who, 
I help all those in need but I don't worry about me, 
Eventually one will come to help me so, 
that I can help you all more with my heart of
gold that you all know I may whine and cry, 
but my problems are always set aside for you.
None need to worry about me I will be fine, 
as long as I can help you all I will be here.
Now rest in the hope that I can help,
need not weep for my pain for I care for all,
none shall cause me to come close to falling,
I will be fine to help you all but I hope for the,
one to come and help me. Hush my friends; 
I am always here for one and all.
Now be glad I live I am strong I have handled my burden's and yours as well I will 
be fine. I will always be here to help none need to worry about me only he who is 
to be with me to help all of you, I am fine and safe so smile I thrive off your 
strength and feel your pain but I am here for all I care without a doubt.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Truth About the World

Life is so messed up 
I say in my mind
Giving up on everything 
Thinking the world was made unkind
No friends to see
Or say hi to me
I start to hurt myself thinking
That
The pain will dull inside
But instead my depression
Only cause me a betta place to hide
Thinking why I'm doing this
To myself
To then stop in realize
I can't somehow reach help
So to try to help myself
I try to find someone who would listen
To what I have to say
But no one even gave me the time of day
So I stopped doing these horrible things 
To myself
And soon come to realize there is nothing wrong
With me
But the world it self that needs help


Details | I do not know? | |

My Mask

I cry so many times and yet no one sees it
I cry so deep in my heart and yet no one hears it
sadly I can look you in the face and show you joy
when deep down I feel pain,I can give you smiles 
with my words and never let on I'm in pain ,my mask 
is well and you'll never see it,for you see I've learned to disguise it,
I can give you love and never know it,why because I stopped learninig how to 
show it.


Details | Quatrain | |

A LETTER FROM KAYLISSA

Hi mom, it's nice up here
Looking down on you and dad
I see my big brother too
And I'm not feeling so sad

I know our time together
Was so short and not long
But up here with Jesus
That's where I belong

I see grandpa and others
Please don't cry for me
Because up here, it's pretty
And so happy and free

I do miss you all
But please try not to cry
And take good care of Kenyon
But don't ever say good bye

Don't ever forget me
I know the time was short
You did the right thing mom
I'm so glad you didn't abort

So, for now I'll be going
But I will see you again soon
You will see me when you look at the stars
Or whenever you look up at the moon


Details | Free verse | |

the thought walk

though it's yours 
you've not seen this road before 
the nights alone 
the storms blown 
the pavement never smooth 
the mirror of my youth 
you've not seen this road before 
until i showed it to you 
when i opened the car door 
to let you out 
and you walked home, angry 
in the potholes of my footsteps


Details | Free verse | |

Please Don't Cry

I have noted all
The changes in your life
And I see that you want to prove that you’re strong
You go about your life
Almost like its normal
But then you just suddenly break down and cry
And I can feel your pain
Though I can hardly relate
But know… that it will be ok

Please don’t cry! Please don’t cry! Don’t cry anymore
Because you don’t want to stay miserable
Try to smile! Try to smile! Smile more often
And always know that you’ll meet each other again

Memories just plague
Your mind everyday
But you shouldn’t let that ruin you
Be stronger now
And stand up on your feet
I’m sure that they wouldn't want that from you
Try not to drown their spirit
Instead, try to lift them up
And allow… them to smile down on you

So don't cry! So don't cry! Don't cry anymore
I'm sure that they want to see your happiness
Just relax! Just relax! Relax much more
And remember that you'll see them again

I'm sure that they don't
Want you to have any regrets
I'm sure... they want you to move on

Please don’t cry! Please don’t cry! Don’t cry anymore
Because you don’t want to stay miserable
Try to smile! Try to smile! Smile more often
And always know that you’ll meet each other again
So don't cry! So don't cry! Don't cry anymore
I'm sure that they want to see your happiness
Just relax! Just relax! Relax much more
And remember that you'll see them again


Details | Free verse | |

Life

Sometimes I wonder what things I’ll do in life
Will I have a wife, a soul mate, a life-long friend, a companion till the end? 
Will I be left on my own, by myself to fend? 
Send me to a place where your looks don’t matter
To a place where you can be skinnier or fatter 
To a place where your confidence and self esteem wont shatter 
A place where you won’t be judged if you eat a full platter 

I wish my emotions were an optional choice 
To be able to drop them, escape the insulting voice 
I wish I was a toddler, back when all that mattered was toys
Where it didn’t make a difference if you liked girls or boys 
People’s words are like an army, waiting to be deployed
And when they deport, your feelings are destroyed
You’re on your own left thinking if there is anyone on your side
But you don’t go and search, you feel the need to hide 
They have created a monster, it’s now living inside 
It's tearing down your courage, and eating your pride 
You find yourself asking if your parents have lied. 
Telling you all these years, you're perfect in every way shape and size 
Even now when you hear that, a part of you dies 
Because it’s not what you believe, according to statistics 
You've been judged throughout life, on your appearance and characteristics 
Facing the world’s most blunt and cold hearted critics 
It’s inevitable to judge, but don't be so quick to attack 
You don't know that person, and that’s just a fact. 
The one you made fun of, lost everything, house burned down, he didn’t have time to pack 
His father had left when he was young; his mother was addicted to crack 
What we all take for granted, is what this boy lacked. 
All I’m asking, is to think before you speak 
Even though you don't know it, it’s making the person weak 
Just focus on yourself, seek what you want from life 
Don't be the person who's the reason, on their wrist, lays a knife.


Details | Couplet | |

A Prayer for Haiti

I pray dear God to grant reprieve
To Haitian brother in dire need.
Spirit, instill a strength divine,
Transform his heart as loving Guide.
May healing hands inspire hope,
May grace and love our prayers provoke.
Raise Haiti’s head, with conqu’ring faith
You will prevail, you will prevail. Amen.


Details | Sonnet | |

Collections

I’ll add you to my safe keeps.
And put you with my collections.
I’ll sit back with my own reflections.
After, I’ve taken hundreds of peeps.
 
I’ll put you under my pillow where I sleep.
And then there will be no exceptions.
It’s where delusion versus deceptions.
You and I will never weep.
 
Until your heart is free to run,
I’ll be collecting ashes and dust.
I’ll never be done!
And I’ll never rust.
 
My collections of restorations appeal.
Piece by piece many of you will heal.
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Rhyme | |

Pass It On

a piece of bread
is what god had said

take it for it is I through the body of Christ
now to me that is quite a sight

as it lays amidst 
my hands tonight

for I often think of my brothers and sister in africa
and often think of them not being tucked in their beds

I often think of their innocent children 
who are lying dead

and I often keep thinking
of what God had said

so tonight I come to 
share my wine and bread instead 

with those others who may
have not been watered or fead

as my tears start to now shed
and start flowing beads of red

for it's the blood of christ
lost during his plight

so as I stare at this cup also tonight
I sip and pass it with being so polite

to my brothers and sisters in christ
for it leaves me feeling sheer delight


Tribute To Our Lord

Also Entry To Sami Al Khahli's
A Piece Of Bread Contest


Details | Free verse | |

A Few Lousy Quarters

rawbone skinny and

leaning on a cane.

his eyes glazed as the

chill wind brought tears

and streaked them

across his angular cheeks.

 

his right foot in a 

makeshift cast.

this old black man

had never seen an 

easy day in his life.

 

there on Tampa Avenue

he had a look of weathered

mahogany, cold coffee,

thumb tacks and foot blisters.

 

if I’d had a twenty 

it would have made it’s

way into his cup.

 

if there is a god,

I hope he’ll find this 

man a tall bottle and 

a warm bed tonight.

a little comfort 

for a ruined soul.

 

as the light changed,

I dug into my ashtray

and came up with a few

lousy quarters.

 

looking into his eyes,

my heart broke a little,

like a cracked eggshell.

 

all I could manage to say 

was, “I hope this helps”.

 

he nodded thanks

and moved on to the next car.

 

humbly and quietly

there remained grace

within this broken, old, black man.


Details | Quatrain | |

WHAT DOES IT FEEL LIKE

What does it feel like
When you're given a nod
By the good Lord above
Do you really see God

What does it feel like
Looking down below
At mommy and daddy
Are your eyes all a glow

What does it feel like
Seeing us every day
I do hope my child
For us, that you pray

What does it feel like
I know my heart does mourn
For I miss you so much
I'm so glad you were born

What does it feel like
Now that you're not here
My darling, I love you
In my eye, there's a tear


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keeping good in

so sure to intice my soul 
delight my 
life and make it 
whole, in control 
of all beautiful things 
and promises upload, 
so destin to recieve 
and belive my love,which 
was like an hour glass 
never gone, she 
wore blue and red and never 
a fled sexual flings encounters 
in beds,never upset 
always ready to live to the 
extremity so calm until she 
gone off a drank with me,
I would never fall away from trust a must 
to compromise trust 
emburst into smiles and hugs always 
there to cherrish me the one i love


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Amish Tragedy

Amish families weep as they bury their

Murdered daughters; those poor

Innocent little girls torn from their lives and

Sacrificed on an altar of self-pity by a suicidal man.

Heavy hearted we watch these quiet people who

 

Take nothing from us and ask for less,

Readily forgive without question the man responsible.

Asking not for vengeance or justice, but also

Going to his wife and children in peace;

Embracing them in the love of God and

Demonstrating the true meaning of forgiveness.

Yes, I believe they shame us.


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Prayer For Family Blessings at Christmas

Heavenly Father,
In this season many are in need
Send Your angels to comfort and lead
Robotics is taking over and jobs are lost
Employment downsizing is a mighty cost
Companies are moving south of the border
Families are frustrated with sleep disorder

Gracious Father,
Help those struggling for an anchor
Save their homes from the mean bankers
Preserve their cars for the family and work
Bless their finances and allow them some perks
Many are trying and the obstacles won’t go away
Open new doors for them as a sign to a new day

Merciful Father,
Look upon the management at their work sites
Teach bosses how to lead and manage in Your light
Transform the hearts of those who are discontented
Preserve those who are about to be railroaded
There is enough prosperity in Your world for all
There is no earthly reason why a family should fall

Almighty Father,
Touch the heart of those in power
Show that by each and every hour
That Your love and grace will preserve
Even the little people who deserve
The blessings of life in their hearts
Your love and mercy will never depart

Dear Father,
In Your name we pray
Bless each heart today
In the precious name of Your Son
I know that the battle is won
This is Your season of grace
Keep them in Your embrace

Amen!


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Tale of two angels

Tale of two angels
who lived in a poor neighborhood
who thought nothing would work
but God knew it would.

Everyday they woke up to nothing
no food, no water, no new clothes
but no one knew
but only God knows.

Their mother prayed everynight 
to the Lord on the thrown,
wishing all her tears and troubles
would one day be gone.

She did the best she could
all that she could 
to raise her beautiful daughters
on her own and everyday this is what she told them.

"I gave you wings to fly 
and a mouth to confess and never tell a lie.
I gave you lungs and air to breathe
I gave you a shoulder to lean on 
when you couldn't beat the speed."

One Christmas Eve,
the girls were bored
so their friends invited them to a church.
Instead of having nothing to do,
in the church they did discover who...
they discovered a youth meeting being held
in the back of the church.

They walked into the room 
just as steady as they pleased,
they sat down on their knees
and listened to what their was left to say,
which made them quite pleased.

They went home after the sermon,
went to their room, got on their knees
and began to cry, they sat on the floor
in her time of weakness and dispare
to think and wonder how much their mother really cared.

Shouting out to the Lord, they did scream
their love for God had grown
every stitch and seam.

"Lord she has done so much 
to provide for us
now can you hold her hand and stand beside us.
Christmas is not about presents, it's about 
celebrating your birthday, your name
its not about growing up in fortune and fame.
Lord you are God
and we know you will provide
but I pray this pray
to the heavenly father that sits on his thrown 
in the sky." They prayed this prayer over and over again
until there was nothing left to hear 
except for the sound of the wind.

The next morning they woke up to find
a tree full of presents,
a table with breakfast already made,
and a dinner being prepared as if for a hundred slaves.

The family rejoiced
because God would always make a way
when things were going wrong
a way was made out of no way.

He started with little and everything multiplied
they rejoiced so much
their praises did reach the sky.

It started to rain
"Don't worry child, Jesus is crying
and rejoicing to because we are so blessed
 to have two little angels like you."


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Ecstatic Words

I long to see you, to infuse you with joy
Speak bubbling words to soothe 
Your aching heart
Hold you tightly in my loving arms
Place lasting kisses on your very soft,
Revered lips
As an honest man does to a newly-found 
young woman
Of whom his heart craves so much after

For you’re exceptional today,
Spectacular among the women of your clime
You’re a wealthy Queen indeed
You’re vivid in speech
And would love to teach
All young ones, and all people within your reach
The precious traditions and values
Of all great times and seasons
Sweeter than cream and many a peach

I long to re-echo as a voice that brings cheer
To your sorrowing heart
For a day like this,
The sad news filtered down to you
Of the sudden departure 
Of an excellent gem you so much treasured	
In your life

I long to exchange pleasant hugs with you,
As many gallant folks since the days of yore,
Often keep a trustful guard on their tongue
Who with uncommon and rare actions
Portray their innermost feelings 
As they anxiously stay awake 
Through the dead of the nights
And wait with great expectancy 
And with patience
For a promising morning.


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Taste of Your Own Remedy

There's this gurl that I once knew
That tried to tell everybody what to do
No matter how big or how small 
She thought that she could rule em' all
She had so much pride
Her feelings she would never hide
She always loved breaking people down
From all this misery is what she found
Because of her bad personality
She finally got a piece of her own remedy


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You Think You're Tough

I was hurt and you left me there,
You walked out like you didn’t care.
“I’m doing out to have a drink
Be back in about an hour I think.”
I cried myself to sleep alone,
When I woke up he still wasn’t home.
I tried to close my eyes again,
But sleep just wasn’t happenin’.
So I got up and put my shoes on,
The walk to the bar isn’t long.
When I got there, he hugged and kissed me,
When I didn’t want to drink, he up and dissed me.
I turned around and went back home,
He tried to call me on the phone.
I got to the door and took out the key,
It turns out that he followed me.
The next thing I know, I was on the ground,
He was throwing me around.
He picked up the mattress and the box spring,
And threw it on top of me like it weighed nothing.
For some reason I couldn’t cry.
My mind was racing trying to figure out why.
Before I had time to figure it out,
He just about knocked me out.
My head hit hard against the frame of the door,
But that wasn’t it, he wanted more.
Once again I tried to rise,
And I saw the hatred in his eyes.
I got up and tried to grab my phone,
And he yelled at me with an evil tone.
He then trapped me and I could not leave,
He punched me hard, I could barely breathe.
And then he just walked away.
What he was thinking I still cannot say.
The next thing I know I was back on the floor,
He had caught me on my way out the door.
I told him just to let me leave,
So he can calm down, so he could breathe.
My head had already begun to pound,
From our yelling and screaming and me hitting the ground.
Three hours of this torture had past,
How much longer could this last?
Then all of a sudden he stopped and let me leave,
Oh thank you god I am so relieved.
I was hurt and all bruised up,
Where should I go was my next thought.
I just wanted to be alone;
To think about what just went on.
He came outside and knelt by my feet,
And begged for me not to leave.
“I love you, I’m sorry, what can I do?
You’re my heart and I love you!”
I love him to I thought to myself,
No one can imagine the pain I felt.
That’s when I looked into his eyes,
He had just begun to cry.
I had to put myself first,
And analyze my self worth.
I wanted to jump back into his arms,
He couldn’t have met any harm.
But I realized I had to walk away,
With these last words to him I say,
“Get up off the ground and get your stuff,
I’m glad that you think your tough.
Pack your bags, you need to leave,
I want a real man that won’t beat on me.”


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Your Shield

This poem is for all that like myself who have lost loved ones, some who could 
fight no longer & just gave up without turning to GOD, This is for you


First we should say thank you to GOD for allowing us to have them in our lives, 
As we try to understand or make sense as to their death, we must remember that 
they played a very important role in our lives,They remind us that as you travel 
down those roads of beware of falling rocks you must remember to wear GODS 
armor, Because those rocks will fall heavy on you,sadly they did not wear 
theirs,So as they traveled through life their body was hit over & over until they 
could not take the pain anymore,But that's ok because GOD was waiting with the 
doors open,they have finished their journey of life,they now sit with GOD as GOD 
cleanses their heart & soul,GOD has put his hand on them and healed the 
wounds, As we mourn of them and say we wish they were here or just to talk to 
them one last time,Let's remember they our home & they will alway's be with us 
in heart & spirit, So rest now loved one because your walk is over and there will 
be no more PAIN.



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Consideration

Thanks seems like such a small word when it's suppose to mean so much.
After all with your kindness it was my heart that you touched.
Friends are so easy to come by when everything is happy and gay.
Numerous are the people who surround you when all you do is laugh and play.
Your true friends will only be discovered when circumstances get you down.
For they will stand right beside you even though you bear a constant frown.
Even though it is not pleasant they will give thought to the pain you are in.
That alone is enough to justify them as your dear friend.
In your time of need your real friends will be right there.
Letting you know with each encouraging word that they care.
True friends never sympathize but empathize instead.
That way they can relate exactly to the thoughts running through your head.
As barren as your pocketbook is your friends tend to be too.
That's why love enters your heart as they offer what little they have to you.
If by chance positions were reversed and they were in your place.
you'd definately do the same for them without a moment to waste.
For that's what makes a friendship so dear to you in your heart.
Always knowing the other person cares and will also do their part.
So I just wrote to say thank you and let you know what you mean to me.
True, dear and caring friends may we always be.


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Waiting for you

When day's gone by,
and night's drawn in;
when most are
bound to sleep.
I'll lay a while
remembering you;
safe, in my dreams to keep.
Where none will know,
those sultry times;
our souls will wander free;
'till death will bring us
close again,
and leave just you and me.


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Right Now (Part 2)

Right now, now a father is crying with his face in his hands,
He never expected his son to die, he had such better plans,
But some punk wasn't looking at the kid crossing the street,
He didn't care, just kept driving with his music sounding so sweet.

Right now, some bastard is upstairs beating his wife,
He promised that he'd love her for the rest of his life,
She plans to commit suicide wondering what she did wrong,
When it was this jerk who had the major issues all along.

Right now, a man is driving to his job where he'll get fired,
You see he never got it right, always had trouble getting inspired,
Now he is driving home and stops slowly at the ridge,
He can't break it to his wife so he jumps off the bridge.

Right now, a cute girl is kissing a guy she just met,
She realizes she doesn't even know the man's name yet,
He tells her he loves her as he ties her hands and feet,
Surely this wasn't her online date she was suppose to meet?

Right now a young soldier is bleeding on himself in a war,
This man is going to die and he doesn't even know what for,
He and his squad always performed so well, with such aplomb,
Now he won't make it home because of the maniac's suicide bomb.

Right now, there is someone who hasn't eaten all week,
The poor man is so famished he can barely even speak,
That man would give a fortune to have the food you throw away,
Yet so many people will just throw food in the trash night and day.

Right now, some dude is in prison serving his life,
Writing his final letter to his beautiful son and wife,
Wrongly accused by those sworn to serve and to protect,
The Judge said too bad when he said, your honor I object.

Right now, you're probably wondering how some people cope,
Maybe you've been lucky and time has given you reason for hope,
Right now, I'm asking you to just stop and think next time,
If you do nothing to help someone, this was a wasted rhyme,
Yes, if you turn away, you're guilty of humanity's worst crime.


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Fallen Hero

No man could clarify my pain into one single solitary word
when your hero falls whats there to feel but hurt
such a strong indivual unable to be knocked off their feet
never knowing the definition of lose, now openly admitting defeat
what happened to that strong determined person i had grown to admire
to hear you have fallen from the post of hero from which you have chosen to retire
as you fell from the pedastal i placed you on
i realised my character of admiration wasn't as strong
as the illusion of a person i built my life on
you were the template i drew my life from not what do i do
i'm half way through that drawing so do i finish it and fail like you
before your spirit weakened and your pride collapsed you were all i wanted to be
but now i see you for what you truly are, thats not what i want for me
how can somebody so true, be so free to abondon their honesty
you used to be so kind, noble, helpfull, showing nothing but modesty
you were there to show a better side to the world outdoors 
never taking anything from others but now your taking a great deal more
you were a best friend a honest soul a shoulder to cry on
a solid post an open ear, a person to rely on
now your just an empty room, the bed on which i die on
you used to be an open mind i felt free to talk to
now you have chosen in my words the wrong woods to walk through
how do i tell you exactly how i feel
you know the worlds a dangerous place why let them steal
the one thing that seperates you from us, your precious loving soul
why dont you attack a situation with nothing but your all
you always put your heart before everything including wealth
you haven't just let down the world you've let down your self


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Why Curse His Name?

You curse his name out loud.
Do you think it makes him proud?
He`s helped you through so much pain.
Why must you say his name in vain?
He`s felt so much more pain than you ever felt.
What would you have done if his cards were the ones you were delt?
Why must you curse his name?
Why must you leave him with some of the blame?
You say he does nothing right and that he doesn`t care,
but just because you can`t see him,doesn`t mean he isn`t there.
So please don`t curse his name and think before you say what you want said,
for the lord Jesus is always there and has never been dead.


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The Cheater

Educated she is, in one of the finest school abroad
Through the blood and sweat of my innocent people
Now she is here to pursue her life’s real ambition
Aided by the shadow of her dearest loving father

Waving to the welcoming crowd, smiling like a star
Then with confidence she delivers her magic spell
Of peace, economic growth and of political stability
In a short span, our beloved motherland will be back 

To the top, where she once before, she proudly tells
Hopes and contentment are being etched in the faces
Of the many, who never seem to stop worrying for
What to eat and what to wear, so, one must lead 

The country to prosperity from chaotic leadership
That blackens the dignity of my brothers and sisters
Suffering deep humiliations from the foreign hands
In exchange for a penny of five to support the family

She pretends to be a star, really, she is a great star  
Her avid followers are tirelessly spreading the news 
Of her, being a god fearing servant, yet, her prince 
Unbeknownst, is a top gambling lord, under her skirt

She doesn’t seem to notice her prince’s illegal deeds
For she’s too damn evil of her own, a cheater of a kind
Thanks to the whistle blower, who exposed her color-
Her true identity, immoral, worst than her predecessors

Yet, she doesn’t want to relinquish the stolen throne
To cover up, she uses all her power in order to restore 
Her pride, in return, the freedom of speech is repress
And those who challenge her will is silence to death  

She is, indeed, a star and she will never be forgotten
For a star without shine, always takes the center stage
To you my people, rise and stand against ruler like her
If, you want to see our motherland once more on top 



 


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There is still Poor

There is still Poor 
There is still Poor 
 
 
Some people do not cell phone some people still do not car some people do not 
live house near by and large but sleep them under train trestles and internet 
bridges no wait eye meant of course the interstate there is places where the poor 
can hide there is places where the faces seldom cry the mission beds and 
showers all are full where would you go a camping under stars if you were poor 
where would you hide the desert is a large and grainy thing the beaches are all 
taken by the rich the ditch is inhabited by rabbits and one witch the mountain 
goats have places the fox has his own den the skunk can find a hidey hole my 
friend but where am eye to rest to sleep perchance to dream of things eye am 
with the eye 


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monk

Oblivious to the world
Nothing else exists
Wise ones words
Bliss in ignorance
Energy guidance
Life production
Useless emotion
Reflects danger
Gate ways to god
Doorways inside
Inner balance
Death and beauty
Both alive
Heaven hides
Behind closed minds
The pathway resides
Beyond your eyes
Holy vessel
Contains creation
Sudden sensation
World salvation
Healing hands
Cradle seeds
Broken fists
Hold nothing


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Towers of faith.

From the dust and the smoke of the towers that fell.
With the metal and concrete . It all looks like hell.
Death and destruction for the country to see.
Brings forth the pride and the faith of the American free.

Those jackels that did it. We're right on their heels.
These people that did it. We won't cut no deals.
The wounded and dead . They're so  hard to number.
The countries in awe. The feelings are somber.
It's so easy to hate. The feelings won't linger.
No repercutions till we point the finger.

Our freedoms are strong .Our sprits are high.
Don't do it again. Don't ever try.
The price that they paid .Theres no way to repay it.
Too late for your sorries. Theres no way you can say it.
You've messed with our familes.Too many lives have been touched.
You have given us reason to hate you with lust.
We've joined God and country.The way it should be.
God bless this country and the American free.


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Fight with Empty hands

Dedicated to:
India: BHUBANESWAR: Barber women ‘sexually abused, 
paraded naked’ by upper Hindu community.
>Saturday September 24 2005 00:00 IST

Why my soul wept out,
Why my soul has a cry,
I am waiting for that day, 
When someone will realise my pain.

One hurricane touched your life 
And One hurricane touched my life, 
They have arrangments to resolve a matter,
But i am fighting with empty hands.


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To: Blinded By The Heart

How dare you put your hands on her 
No she's not a dog shes just hurt 
Living in a world full of confusing 
The last thing she needs is more bruising 
You have to leave him and let go 
How can you stand what he calls you a hoe 
I told you once I told you before 
It's time to stand up walk out the door 
He walks with a limp 
Cause he thinks hes a pimp 
But your a woman who keeps giving in 
We women came a long way 
How could you let him pick you up with his childish game 
I know he was there at first 
But who needs more problems with his out burst 
He says hes a man and you should respect 
But hows he to respect you when you lost it too 
I'm just trying to let you see 
I'm your friend not your  enemy 
In order for you to ever grow 
You must no longer try but need to let him go 

From: The truth within what blinds 


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The Christmas Story

Here's a Christmas story that will end in tears.
Maybe you have one that has been tucked away for years.
I hang on this tree,in the back where no one can see.
All alone I am,with shiny balls laughing at me.
I hang here,my shine all gone,
No ring left in me,in a place where I don't belong.
I remember the fireplace,above it I shined.
A loud ring I had,a glow from me would blind.
I was precious back then,I was like gold.
The years have tarnished me and now I am old.
A little boy,He's coming under the tree.
He looks up,yes,yes,he sees me.
He took me down,as he polished,he sang in rhyme.
Now once again,above the fireplace I shine.


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This Mother's Day

It's not something
for which you would have to pay
nor take a lot of time to decide
It's not something
I've ever asked from you before
but it will have to come from the heart
It's not something
that's cute
or precious to the eye
It's not a piece of clothing
or something to hang on the wall
no words are needed
but would be appriciated
So when you ask what it is
I want this Mother's Day
my simple request is this
Please take away my anger,
my hurt, my fears,
my sorrow and pain


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Pitty

I've told my story to others
others who only pitty me in shame
you listen to me as no others would
you gave advice that no others could
you are a truely understanding man

You brought me out as I truely can be
the best I am I can plainly see
no other can push me as far as you can
no other has tried and that I don't understand
it took a distant stranger from a different land
to show me the way by taking my hand
you are a truely wonderful man


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Justice

Justice is seldom found on earth
Although we want it most!

If the victim is poor
And the accused is rich
There should be a handsome compensation.

If the victim is rich
And the accused is poor
There should be less compensation.

I prefer death sentence
To lifetime imprisonment
And any other penalty to fine
Since the criminal may repent
And become a very good person!

Therefore the lawmakers should rethink
In order to establish true justice
In all spheres of judgment.


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Forever Selena

A life cut to soon;
Like a flower blooming at noon.

I listen to your songs everyday;
A voice so sweet, I have to say.

You were only 23;
But you mean't the world to me.

Even though you are gone;
I still cry for you to sing your songs.

We love you always Selena my dear;
We, your fans, every day of the year.


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DON'T CRY

I was sitting here last night
and a ring came from my phone
I heard tears of pain from you
then I heard a dial tone
 
I quickly called you back
and you slowly replied
Why is this happening to me
can someone hear my cry
 
I began to talk and ask
what is going on
You told me you were beaten
by your man that did you wrong
 
Rage and anger filled my head
as I heard your tears
Baby please don't worry
please have no fears
 
You began to tell me the story
on how it all began
How you were tired of his BS
how he's not a man
 
As you spoke your words
I felt your pain
Defenseless I stood here
going insane
 
I wish I was there
to dry your eyes
But since your far
baby please don't cry
 
I'm sorry I'm not there
to take your fears away
But know for sure
I'm always here to stay
 
I know you want this pain to stop
and the bruises to disappear
As you tell me your pain
I can hear your tears
 
You say your tired of men
tired of being the best
Tired of holding on
to the pain that fills your chest
 
You thought you had a man
to me he's just a little boy
He thinks he can grab you
and throw you like a toy
 
I wish there truly was
something I could do
To help you get out
of the pain your going thru
 
I wish I was there
to dry your eyes
But since your far
baby please don't cry
 
Be strong keep your head up
time to get tight
Now be the woman you have never been
time for you to fight
 
Don't let a man beat you down
don't let him control you
Don't ever let him hit you
or tell you what to do
 
Show him that you will
not take it anymore
Tell him go to hell
show him the door
 
I wish I was there
to dry your eyes
But since your far
baby please don't cry


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I Love You!

I love you and know:
More strong than before
Is a feeling of love
We are waiting for
In the fresh, green delight
Of free heaven!
And free flight!
It is here - all right,
In the life now is a sunrise
And new summer light morning,
I miss, spring was very warm
When we kiss,
Where we are always young
In the hot and green,
Love will always win,
To the summer dreams
Fly high
On the blue, yellow and gold
Of the spring-autumn
Wings of the sky,
Music is a language
Of our free souls and words,
My dear baby!
It's a very beautiful morning
Now but cold - and I think
That I always know how
To play - all this world
As one of the lovely and
Pretty days of golden evening -
Was the really live music, yes!
And very excellent concert
Even don't know how
But was great mess,
And I pray and think about
All things that we miss,
Our love will never die, let
Kiss, my darling baby!
Let always have a lot of warm
Air and strong light
For our rose, please, stay
Now here, don't say good bye,
Let compose! It's a great
Delight - new song to compose
For our rose, my dear baby...


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Last 1 Left

Am I the last one left
cause all the world is a mess

I seek to teach my brothers
but they seek their own success

How can the people ignore
the hurting neighbor next door 

They act like life is just that easy
when you're black and you're poor

So I prepare myself to fight
and get ready for war

For soon the sad will be the happy
and feel no pain no more

So with my very last breath
before I lay down and rest

I want to say that I feel 
like I'm the last one left.


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The Others

The whole world one nation is in our dreams

But reality is hearing the screams

You know they'll end up in hell's hot steams

And you'll be riding is sreams

It'll still be hard to have two seperate teams

But we must help them do the right scenes

One goal should be to get them to follow our means


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THE DISGRUNTLED PASSENGER

The bus is late and it is starting to rain, 
when the bus arrives, you’ll be sure to complain.
The schedule said it would be there at eight,
once again you are running real late.
You dial Customer service on your cellular phone,
there is no answer and you’re feeling alone.
All you want is to hear a live person,
you can’t get through and the rain starts to worsen. 
You take out your umbrella but it will not open,	
it is bent out of shape and the button is broken.
Every other bus number arrives at that stop,
It will take some time for your blood pressure to drop.
At this point, you are starting to get nervous,
You begin to wonder if the bus is in service.
You have been splashed by a number of cars,
at the end of this ordeal you’ll be behind bars!
The bus finally comes but you have waited a while,
The driver opens the door and greets you with a smile.
You shout at the driver, “Where the hell have you been?”
“I don’t particularly care for your stupid little grin!”
The driver said, “Sir I’m sorry for running behind
but the rush hour traffic has been quite a grind.”
You step on the bus all soaked and wet,
you want the driver to know that you’re really upset.
You curse out the driver and create quite a scene,
You start to act ignorant, belligerent and mean.
The police arrive promptly and escort you off the bus,
there are things about that morning you need to discuss.
The Officer asked the driver, “Why did this occur?”
he said, “I was late and he became a disgruntled passenger.”


Details | I do not know? | |

Ms. Jenny

chester sat in the second row
every day at his school
no one asked, no one knows
but yet the kids were cruel
Ms. Jenny had a simple task
to teach by the book
but chester never seem to pass
so she took a deeper look
his momma died with little sign
he only had rags to wear
for daddy worked at the five and dime
with no money left to spare


at christmas in the classroom
what pretty gifts they gave her
chester found his mom's perfume
and wrapped it in toilet paper
the bottle wasn't full its true
her heart just couldn't believe
but chester smiled, because he knew
it was the best Ms. Jenny recieved
days went by and Ms. Jenny tried
to come up with a clue
and many nights she sat and cried
she knew what she had to do


after school she took the time
to teach him life is tough
that he could be God's best design
if he applied himself enough
years went by and things got better
than they ever were before
Ms. Jenny found a special note
slipped under her classroom door
"thank you for the faith you gave
when my life was dark and sad
I told my mother at her grave
your the best teacher i ever had"


As the tears streamed down her face
Ms. Jenny already knew
that showing love could not replace
what the books in school teach you
years went by and things still better
than they ever were before
Ms. Jenny found another note
slipped under her classroom door
"I'm getting married to this girl, you see
somehow I know you'd care
please come and sit where my mother can't be
I know she'd want you there"


The day arrived, the crowd was set
as chester paced the floor
and then a sight he'll never forget
when Ms. Jenny walked through the door
her simple smell filled the room
a fragrance like no other
chester was the proudest groom
to see his "stand in" mother
it was never easy to understand
the steps we all should trace
but Ms. Jenny knew this young man
had finally found his place

so much time she gave in tears
encouragement that made him strong
but time is limited on earth by years
and now Ms. Jenny is gone
before they closed the casket he cried
then on the pillow by her head
one final note he left inside
and this is what it said
"God sent you here to rescue me
from a life that was doomed and sad
and though I'll miss you terribly
you were the best teacher I ever had".

Written by: sharlett lamb















Details | Rhyme | |

The Child Within

I’m all grown up Daddy and all I can do is keep looking back.
I’ve traveled a long road just to be standing here dead on this track.
Many of my tears have been laid to rest and my smile I now seek.
Bruised and battered I cover the little girl that grows inside.
Yellow blankets and satin pink pillows to comfort her when she’s weak!
She seeks to hide.

I’m all grown up Mama and all I can do is keep looking ahead.
I’ve rode the Oceans waves just to be alive and not feel so dead.
Many of my laughs have been put to a test and my smile I have never found.
She’s lost, but sound.

The child within, they all attack.
The child within, they are all meek.
The child within, they all fed.
The child within, they are all bound.

In a world so far away,
Treasures and castles were her path.
It is where she always went to play.
Beautiful gardens and flowing rivers is where she took her very first bath.
Like watering a tree, that little girl just grew and grew and grew.
Finally, she broke free and was clear from every single one of you.

® Registered: Ann Rich   2007


Details | I do not know? | |

Wish

Each Snowflake that falls 
is a wish to come true
A wish that turns into a thousand
A simple wish that was granted by God
to a simple child who needed to be a child again
Who needed to play
Who needed a more powerful wish
A child that couldn't go out and play
A child that could only watch
 the other children play
and wish
h on every snowflake as he watched 
them fall slowly to the ground
Wishing that he would be here 
to see the next snowflake
or the next snow day
or watch the snow fall to the ground again
And his biggest wish
To go and play in the freshly fallen, 
soft silky snow


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

IM TIRED

i'm tired of these boys that aint no good
i'm tired of these boys that aint goin nowhere, ghetto for life, no further than the 
hood
i'm tired of these boys poppin females off and goin to jail
i'm tired of these boys that get out and continue to sale
i'm tired of these boys tryna be pimps, playas, hoes
got the nerve to call us runners, and they pros
i'm tired of these boys thats fine, all in theyself, wasteing our time
im tired of these boys fake blinging, drama bringing, heart breaking, time 
wasteing, good looks, wrong attitude, not all that and still rude
im tired of these boys that cant take no for an answer
im tired of these boys that girls are chasing after
filling up their head, got them thinking they whats it
comin at me like their a priviledge
im tired of these boys life about gettin high
im tired of these boys that got the upper hand and choose to die
im tired of these boys thats triffalin, rivalin, killen they own, talk stuff, hang on 
corners, always drunk
im tired of these boys that wanna be thug, buck, talk to much, got big heads, little 
gut
always who's the man, high fives cuz yo hit that ass, you got hers dont mean you 
gone get mine
im tired of these boys thats immitating, irritating, aggravating, instigating, 
munipulating, humiliating, degrading, betraying, lover claiming, lust gaining, 
coochie fienen, disease springing, baby creating, drug related, dumb but 
educated
im tired of these boys that see the street life exciting and the ones that think 
there's no other road
i understand it's not easy growing up in the ghetto world
but while you were taught to sale, deal, smoke, drink, drugs
while you were taught money, streets, attitude, gangs, thug
while you were taught babies, babymamas, sex, drama
while you were taught pimps, playas, hoes, who's the man
try to learn how to be a man
my ladies are tired


Details | Lyric | |

I Must Live

There are times I feel I can’t go on
Times I feel I’m beyond time
Despite my frustration I have
And despite how the world is to me
I must live
I wonder just how much my past
Has over me
How my upbringing affects me today
My restraints
Setbacks 
My short comings
Nonetheless, I must live

When things seems as if they’re never ok
When no matter how hard you try to push it your way
I need to see what life holds for me
I must live to see
I must live to see
To parent my offspring
I must live
To see what the future brings
I must live
Even though the coin tossed the other way
I must live
I must live
I must live

Do we give 2nd thought to why we are here?
Or do we give in to our fears?
So many things I realize I don’t know
Reason enough to live or let go?
I don’t have the world to give
But, I must… live

Part of me lives in all I do
It would be selfish to not share the fruits
The liberties giving from blood shed
My ancestor years ago bled 
I must live for the years to come
I must live, I must live, I must live


Details | Rhyme | |

Bridge to paradise

When he was a kid,he took his own advice,
Set off on his own for the bridge to paradise.
He looked high and low,on the different roads he took,
There was a lot of places he's been,and some places he didn't look.
He got married,had kids of his own and forgot about his advice,
With his mind on his family,he forgot about the bridge to paradise.
As he grew in age and failing health with his family,
An old friend told him,the bridge to paradise you cannot see.
As he lay on his deathbed,he remembered this advise,
Looked to the lord for thanks and found the bridge to paradise.


Details | Rhyme | |

He Changed Our World

He changed our world for all to see;
That wildlife has a right to be.

He was known around the globe;
For his mission in life, just so you'll know.

The animals lost a friend that day;
Wondering why he went away.

He had passion and love for it all;
But God's plan for him had come to call.

If he could speak from beyond the grave;
What do you think he would say?

To continue his goal and love of life;
Stop killing the animals and conserve wildlife.

We miss you Steve since you've been gone;
We'll see you again, it won't be long.


Details | I do not know? | |

letter of change

This pain in my life
filled with this strife
increases each day
for what I don’t say.

The pain that I see
clouds peoples vision of me,
for the life I live 
and the nightmares I relive.

The things that I do
have no effect on you,
but you beat me down
and you destroy my crown.

I once  ruled my self
with great health and wealth,
but the pain you bring
has destroyed everything.

Why can’t you see
that it is still just me,
the child you all once did know
the child  with the outward glow.

The only difference 
deals with my preference,
the people I love 
that make me see doves.

Not all may not know it
and those who do hide it,
that fact is I'm gay
and don’t care what they say.

That being said
get all thoughts out of your head,
for I’ll still be a great friend
until the very end.


Details | Verse | |

THE LAST APOLOGY

I AM REVEALING ASIANS (REVELATIONS). THE TRUTH ABOUT MYSELF. 

WHAT I QUEST FOR, MY WANTS, MY NEEDS, THE THINGS THAT I WOULD GIVE 
MY LIFE FOR. 

I TRULY AM TRYING TO CONCUR INNER PEACE, KNOWLEDGE AND THE 
EDUCATION OF MY PEOPLE. 

AS I SIT HERE WRITING THE END TO A MUCH LONG LIVED STRUGGLE IN 
LIFE. 

I WANT FOR YOU TO KNOW THAT I AM A GOOD PERSON BORN INTO 
EXISTENCE IN A BAD SITUATION. 

I WISH NO BAD INTENTIONS UPON YOU. 

ANY NEGATIVE THING THAT I'VE EVER DONE TO YOU, I WANT FOR YOU HAVE 
MY DEEPEST SINCERE APOLOGIES. 

I AM SO SORRY TO EVERY MAN, WOMAN AND CHILD FOR NOT DOING MY 
BEST IN THE FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, TRUTH, JUSTICE, LOVE, AND EQUALITY. 

I AM SORRY FOR NOT BEING THE LEADER THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE.

I AM SORRY FOR BRINGING ABOUT HARM TO THE INNOCENT. 

I AM SORRY FOR NOT STANDING UP TO THOSE WHO HAVE ENSLAVED US IN 
DEMOCRACY AND THE FALSE HOPES AND THE MAKE BELIEF LIES OF 
WORLDWIDE BROTHERHOOD. 

WHEN YOU PASS JUDGMENT ON ME. 

I ASK THE YOU WEIGH MY HEART AGAINST MY HURT, MY GOOD DEEDS 
AGAINST MY CRIME, MY LOVE AGAINST MY HATRED, MY TENDERNESS 
AGAINST DESTRUCTIVE EMOTIONS AND MY PLEASURES AGAINST THE PAIN. 

I WILL GO ON THROUGHOUT MY DAYS FIGHTING AND TURNING MY WRONGS 
INTO RIGHTS, MY FAULTS INTO VIRTUES. 

AGAIN! TO ALL OF MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS ARCOSS THE GLOBE, I AM 
SO SORRY 

TO MY PEOPLE. PLEASE FORGIVE ME……………………...


Details | Ode | |

Herman Ruff

having not known 
when he meet death
i find myself the last mourner
none the less
i have grief to shoulder
hidden tears 
that have become bolder
as history becomes older
a time in my past
and often remembered moments
that made me what i am
my teacher, my master
words he would not understand
but Herman Ruff 
was more than just a man
i was just a teenager
when God put me in his hand
with gospel music
he molded my past
i never let go of what he gave me
it still last
i take that talent and use it
where ever i am
that part of him still lives because
I Am
he put something inside of me
that said "I can"
i can make music 
more beautiful than before
i can use my voice 
to open hidden doors
i can make people 
stand to the floor
with tenors harmony
that makes them beg for more
all this came from a man
i now adore
with words of tribute
that say i could have done more
some where up in Heaven 
on the grandest of grand pianos
he sings
giving God the Glory
the way he taught me


Details | I do not know? | |

Beauty of Poetry

Verses of creativity in written words;
Crossword puzzle to some.
Others,
 Another wasted stroke of the pen.
Ink dances in immeasurable beatitude to the lovers of enchanting expressions.
Paint thinner,
All over the pages to the critics.
Sadden souls enlighten with blessings of laughter,
Finding hope on paper to make it to another day.
English professor, 
"Baspheme to the poem-writer's community!"
Spooky to a handful, 
"Interpretation of my soul."
The average comic book reader limited to one realm of picture reading.
Scholars horrified pondering thoughts,
"Sheol! Where does this darkness arise from in print-form?"
Simplicity of love in the inspirational waltz.
Child dipping hands in paint onto cardboard,
Only looks good on the refrigerator door.
Modern-day art on scrolls to the social class.
In all this,
 Who is anyone to really say?
Throughout this earth,
Diverous voices of definitions.
Echos of yesteryear's saying,
 "Pleasing all is an overwhelming fulite."
The beauty of poetry,
Whether it make sense or not to others,
Enjoy the scrollpen in between the fingertips,
And may the seasons of writing show tenderness upon you.
Lay it down & walk away over a few adverse comments?
What else must one leave at the writing table?
Life-


Details | Romanticism | |

Lonely Heart

Where does the lonely heart go, If you asked anyone they really do not know

They just give their opinion as well they do, until they better understand when they 
are in your same shoes

Is there hope against all hope, I'm not going to lie to you

Challenge the odds of what your feeling, and ask the gods to stop your bleeding

For you are the one and only you, basked in a different light of what seems to be 
brand new

And take control of what you think is a curse, as you will love again

And there for when the holes are filled in the lonely heart you once knew

It will fill up with love once again ten times full plus two this I promise you

LDN


Details | Rhyme | |

The Beauty In You

I seen the beauty within you
you unfurled it and let it flew

touching all each passing day
heart of gold when it came to a childs play

god sent down his special angels
and saving that dance to a heavenly tango

guess God needed you more then I
but do not fret sis for my heart now sighs

just knowing your with our family above
someday we'll rejoice on the wings of a dove

for the wolf and shepherd may cross my path
but it is I that shall have its last laugh

for one can not take away those loving years
even if I'm the one left standing alone in tears

for time we shared together was given few
I was honored to see the inner beauty in you

your loving daughter and son will be alright
as they look upon the land and see the stars shine so bright

so as you travel above the high drifted planes
Ill be waiting for god to someday explain

How can one so young and free
Be taken away from somebody like me

but I will be thankful for having a sister like you
who shared her passion and beauty for life and for all she knew





In Loving Memory Of My Sister 
Phyllis  {1951 -  2009 }
                   RIP


Details | Free verse | |

The scenes we left behind remain

Embedded in tormented mind , 
blood clogged fields,
dangling limbs - contorted.
Whistling ammunition,
gun fire resounds.


Details | Personification | |

The Little Bird

“Let’s fly!” said the little bird up in a tree.
“But I’m scared” said the bigger bird.
“Scared? You?” said the little bird,
“Don’t worry, I’ll catch you if you fall.”
“But the big wise owl,” said the bigger bird,
“he didn’t catch me, and the glorious eagle, 
he didn’t catch me either, and I trusted them.”
“I may be just a little bird,” said the little bird,
“but I can do something they cannot..”
“What?” said the bigger bird.
“I can fly under your wing,” said the little bird,
“and help you learn to fly on your own”.

So the little bird took wing,
And the bigger bird flapped its wings real hard,
Closed his eyes and left the branch.
As he felt himself falling, he began to doubt,
“The bigger birds that I trusted with their size and 
Strength all let me fall… that little bird won’t save me either.”
And just as fast as that thought began,
He felt a little tickle under his wing,
And gently he began to fly right.
And there, under his broken wing,
Was the little bird, balancing his wing on top of him.

“You… you aren’t going to leave me?”
Said the bigger bird.
“No,” said the little bird, “you need help,”
“your wing is broken and needs to heal.”
“Thank you, little bird,” said the bigger bird.
“Don’t worry,” said the little bird, 
“It’s a long journey, but I know the way”.

So the little bird helped the bigger bird
Grow strong enough to fly on his own.
And one day, the bigger bird ventured out
All by himself and discovered he could fly.
“I can fly all by myself now!” sung the bigger bird.
“I see..” said the little bird feeling unimportant.
“Don’t worry”, said the bigger bird,
“I won’t leave you either.”
“Even though you don’t need me anymore?”
Said the little bird.
“I need you now more than ever,” said the bigger bird,
“for you never let me fall and stayed the whole way,”
“and on that journey I learned something else..”
Said the bigger bird.
“Oh?” said the little bird.
The bigger bird bent down to the little bird and said,
“You needed me too”.


Details | Rhyme | |

An Unborn Baby's Wish

Oh how I wish they would keep me,
together how happy we could be.

I know I wasn’t expected,
when they went unprotected.

They were young and couldn’t wait,
so getting pregnant was their fate.

I often hear mommy and daddy fight,
but they think they know what is right.

Oh how I hate to hear her cry,
because I don’t want to die.

I’m not wanted at all I know,
however I continue to grow.

I can see my hands and toes,
feel my little stubby nose.

Oh please just give me a chance,
your life I know I could enhance.

I won’t be a nuisance or get in the way,
let me live is what I pray.

Many opinions people gladly did voice,
yet it is up to you mommy to make a choice.

I’ll love you mommy no matter what you do,
hopefully soon I’ll get to see you.

I would have been proud to be your son,
however my life was over before it ever begun.






Details | Rhyme | |

Depression .

Depression knocked on my mind
and asked to come in.
Depression like a contagious
cold tried to settle in.
I said "no" I'm sorry you
are to easy to entertain.
Then depression let off a 
whimper and threatened it
was going to rain.
Happiness looked at me and
said "I am harder to keep"
"You'll have to ignore
depression's suggestions and
replace them with thoughts
that are sweet.
Depression's brother,Anger
volunteered and said 
"Give me a go!Cause once I
get my logic in the road to
you is sure but slow."
Happiness overhearing this
Prepared my mind with a 
sheild-cross overhead and
simply declared,
"Anger nor depression shall
not get in ,a positive thought
shall replace these by the
hair on my chinny-chin-chin."


Details | Monorhyme | |

There's Something About Ma Ma's Christmas Tree

There's something about Ma Ma's Christmas tree
ornaments tinsel blinking lights and popcorn strewn
about  by her grandchildren's  little hands to plainly see
the angel nestled on top blessing for all who comes passes she
fresh scent of pine lingering about ticking our noses like a soft country breeze
presents big and small stacked upon each other for her big family
bows falling from the gifts tightly wrapped  only by she
needles upon the skirt sticking to our hands and our little knees
Christmas bulbs reflecting  off our silly little faces ever so jolly
Mama taking snap shots of us all standing in front of her six foot tree
but nothing was more beautiful that could be given to she
Except for my heart who I miss giving to Ma Ma who always stood by me






RIP MAMA  {1934 - 2005}
Love Ya And Miss Ya


Details | Rhyme | |

Promise Me...

If you wake up tomorrow
And I am not here
Know that I have gone Home
To Streets of Gold
Never again--will I be old
Heaven is just as The Bible has told us
For Eternity--Forever we will be with Jesus
If you don't wake up tomorrow
Where will you be?
Promise me--to Jesus--you'll bend your knee
Promise me--you'll be with me--My Family
For Eternity...
I'm begging you--I love you...
Please--promise me!!!


Details | Ballad | |

Life Goes On

LIfe Goes On isn't long nor short but  just right
Life can be called on anytime
God has been good to us
He gave us life to live
Things to be thankful for
So this is just the beginning
So just enjoy life while you can
Because you can die
today, tomorrow, or anytime
because when you die 
Theres no more turning back
because life is full of ups and downs
that comes and goes
Life Goes On

I pray that all people on earth
goes to Heaven
Thanks to God he wakes us every morning
and we should thank him for that 
While we are awake today
Others are dying
One day one of them could be you or me
So that's why never live a lie
Always ask for forgiveness
Because its never too late for anything
Before there is too late
Life Goes On
And doesn't it goes by fast


Details | Prose Poetry | |

But For A Short While

They were with us but for a short while
Their good works now live on in memory to make us smile-
Their joys, their tears, their hopes, their dreams and yes, even their sorrows and 
pains still linger on; they still remain in the portals of the minds of all whose lives 
they have touched-whether little or whether much-

And as they have now gone and left us in body, gone back to dust-
In spirit, it's only but for a short while.

For they who die in the Lord, one day they must:

       At the sound of the trump, as the clouds roll back, meet us in the presence of  
         the Redeemer, Christ, when He returns to gather His Father's children      
          home to the Kingdom of God where we will all prepare together to return 
           to the New Earth from the New  Heaven  to dwell in Eternal Righteousness-
Where joy and peace will be forever and ever, for our eternal home will be 
restored to a place where we can join together to live, worship in praise  to our 
Lord, receiving our crown and  reward of Eternal Life.

So, sleep on sister, brothers, friends, and loved ones; it is but for a short while,   
 for the  Day will come when we shall meet together once again, and all of us will 
be at Rest

In the Presence of God's Glorious Eternal Bliss!


Details | Free verse | |

Beyond

The search for comprehension:

Within my in-comprehensive feelings,
Beyond what others know, beyond what I don’t know…
Within the esoteric emotions of mystification, of
Bewilderment, of what I wish to comprehend…
I sit and meditate, trying to understand myself,

Within my heart, behind its door
That stands ajar,
 Awaiting reality, 
It awaits the pure blood in
Which it pumps…

Long, dusky nights,
Where I sit and ponder,
Contemplating, as I wonder…
Swimming within myself,
Seeping like water into my flesh,
Inhaling myself with my every breath,

Within the days in which I reminisce,
Between the tepid arms of my safe haven,
My harbor, my sanctuary…
I exhale a cold breath,
Longing for the ardor once more,

Surrounded by the illuming beam
Of the violet moon, I hopelessly seek for 
      Understanding and sympathy of the world    … for 
I lost trust in it…

When will the air purge the sinful ones?
When will the air purge me?
___________________________________________

Realization:

As I surged within myself,
I realized that a line is drawn between positive
Expectations and hope…that 
Expecting with too much optimism and crossing the line, 
Is not having hope, it is actually
Convincing one’s self that hope is there, even though it might not be,
It is awaiting hope…even though it might not appear,

Hope, is living each second with it,
It’s drenching each step with hope,
It is expecting it for the second you are living, and
Not for seconds ahead of you…

Within me, I saw a reflection of life,
Telling me to leave the reminiscences I long for 
Behind me, and to live the present constructing my future,
And not waiting for it…

Within me, I found the sympathy, the understanding…
What I have been searching for, and I realized that it is something that
Has always been there... within me, 

 Sympathy is only found within…but it takes time to
Be found for it is not like the disguised sympathy of the world,
It is invaluable,

I also realized that all will walk away, but 
One…

The person within…Me


Details | Ballad | |

WHERENEVER THE SOLDIERS GO

These thoughts will follow
wherever the soldiers go...
to be with them in the battlefield;
reciting the shortest prayer
to protect them like a shield...
in moments of trouble and fear!

This heart,penetrated by deep sorrow,
shares their belief humanly;
there will be many conflicts
appearing on their undistracted
and unyielding faces...
so that they must never relent or show
weakness when their lives are theatened
by the unmerciful enemy!

This mind,parvaded by sympathy and grief,
struggles with the thought of death...
why one must give up one's life
and free those oppressed by tyrants?
And would this life be enough to relieve
some of their desperation and frustation
by knowing that there's someone
out there willing to join them in their fight,
despite the horrible pounding in his chest?

This soul,obscured by unhappy news,
is not stripped of all hopes and visions; 
the unwavering war may last longer
and time causes its memory to linger...
to prove the dissenters that nothing
is more satisfying that the victory 
won in a distant  and different land;
is there anyone who disagrees? 

These footsteps will follow
wherever the soldiers go...
to make them stronger and proud,
fighting beside them to defend freedom!
 


Details | Light Poetry | |

CRY OUT

Cry it all out .shout if you have 
to.Covering up will continue 
the vicious cycle of denial.

Cry it all out. You've survive the
experience; and yes it was horr-
endous.

Crying is a washing of the 
soul . So  allow Jesus to make
you whole. He loves you with
a ever lasting love that sent 
from up above.

Cry it all out.So Jesus can heal
your soul.


Details | Rhyme | |

E.T. (Mixed Rhyme)

Oh yes, I remember well, the day
When you gently breezed, without delay
Into the house, where we’re in array,
In one spirit we all hope and pray
That you’ll be with us, till the last day.

My younger brother, sitting beside me, smiled
As he saw you wearing stylish earphone; 
In a murmuring voice, he said: “that’s wild!” 
I smiled too, and said: “c’est cool!” in soft tone.

I don’t like to be seen, talking 
When I’m in my green and cream;
Simply, I do not want him---
The one, whom I called, O, My King

To be upset, by my sudden childishness;
By then, you turned around… and glancing at us;
And you smiled, touching my frail heart, with gladness!
Gee, I’ve seen, once, that charming smile, in my past.

You caused me to think, have we met
Somewhere around the table set? 
Since then, I snatched time to slave
Myself, thinking of you; I bet
For sure, that you are a poet;
And, ‘cos of you, I behave. 

Truth is I want to meet you alone, out there
In between, where only words travelers dare
To travel, seeking the inner peace; d’you care

If one day, I tell you, how much
I love you, for sharing a touch

Of life? Yes, I love you! I sighed.
Thou time will come, you’ll bid me bye.

I’ll not cry, yet, I’ll not be free
From pain, ‘cos that’s life meant to be.

But, for now I’m happy, not sad.

You don’t mind, if I call you, Dad?



for Dad, the Poet


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Five Marks

You can answer 
If question is wrong,
If answer is right,
You can sing a song.

No need to think,
You need to do it quick,
You shall lose five marks,
If your brain is thick.

If you did it right,
You need a further fight,
If you did it wrong,
You need a back flight.

One plus one, why makes two,
One minus one it makes null too,
One multiplies one is also one,
One divides one also one is through


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A Gentleman

Every day and Night,
Only a face and a matter
Approaches to him,
And he dreams for it.

He afraid to discuss,
He smiles in memories,
He works fast and hard,
And runs a race to trace her.

When alarm strikes he rushed to town,
And stands on a stop to see her,
Waits for her until she comes,
And goes when she went off.

He likes to speak her,
But frightened to open his lips,
Heart gets strong palpitation,
Body starts to shake and sweaty,

Somebody suggested him to speak,
And told him, what can she do?
At least, she can refused him,
But he wasn’t ready to listen her,’ No.

After four years wait, one day,
A gentleman came and asked,
I want to talk to you. He told,
I Love her and getting marry to her.

She told me everything, you love her,
But never dare to speak to her,
She send me hear to inform you,
Don’t chase her, she is mine.

Nobody seen him again,
He never met her and never chased,
But she tried hard to see him again, 
But nobody saw him again.


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Pain

Pain is something that hurts
Pain is something that's ashamed
Pain is something that comes from abuse
even for people with fame

Pain is something that's dramatic
and oh so very strong
if it wasn't
then most people wouldn't be gone

So don't cause yourself to have pain
and don't be so soft and weak
but if you are having some problems with pain
JUST GO OUT AND GO SPEAK!!!!


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She's An Angel With Wings

She’s an angel with wings
Who flies high in the sky
And comes down to earth
To answer questions of why.

Her wings are beautiful
They’re made of white snow
And in her golden hair 
Lays a pretty pink bow.

She helps children in trouble
When they’re not being nice
She listens to their problems
And then gives them advice.

She’ll help you when you’re lost
When you can’t find your way
And when you’re feeling down
She knows just what to say.

When you think you’re in trouble
Just believe that she’s there 
And she’ll come and help you out
It doesn’t matter when or where.

She’s an angel with wings
And she’s always by your side
So whenever you’re in trouble
You’ll never have to hide.


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Cry Tools

When crisis brings pain,
Everyone cries for spoonfuls.
Tears, complains and demands,
Expressions have only cry tools.

Everyone needs knowledge,
And experience by the lessons,
When they have selections,
And crying to keep handfuls.

A person understands a living,
When he dislikes fools,
When he likes to live on his own,
He hates all nasty creels.

Everyone has his meaning,
When they have cupfuls,
No tears, no complaints,
When they have basinfuls.


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Guilty Conscience

Guilty Conscience
Haunting words with unfound reasons
Go by days, months, and seasons
Crazed perfection 
For love and affection
Leading many in the wrong direction
Taunting ways for us to be wrong
Leading to places we don't belong



      
    
  
 
   

 
 


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The Lost Lies (Revised)

You hide behind your sunglasses
Fake tears rolling down your face
You almost had me fooled
But your game I will not embrace

You live in a world that once was
A horrible time for you and me
I can see now who has matured
For fifteen years later, you bring me agony

Your accusations I'm sure are true
In a place only you believe
I will always love you
For this I will continuously grieve

I was wrong in the past
You are wrong as of today
Please give us a chance to be happy
And go our separate ways


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The Storm Has Come

Katrina is a sweet soft spoken name
with hurricane in front of it 
it is no game
it wrecked havoc on a state and city
causing other's to pity
those that were caught up in the flood
and killed right where they stood
some paralyzed by fear
other's helping those that were near
a son who saved a whole family
a lost child looking for their mother
a mother who was reunited with her brother
two cities torn apart
touching millions across the nation tugging at the strings of their heart
I send my prayers to those who fell victim to that horrendous hurricane
believe me I know that you experienced pain
may GOD be with you through your time of need
HE is your provider and keeper indeed


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Right Now (Part 1)

Right now, I'm sitting here writing this rhyme,
As I do it, millions of people are abused by time,
God knows I would help them if I truely could,
There are many people I'm sure who also would.

Right now, little Timmy is waiting for a willing organ doner,
None of the kids in his school care, he's always been a loner,
The doctor says the prognosis doesn't look very good,
His parents hope he won't die, and he's wishing he would.

Right now, some homeless bum is running down the street,
Running from the man that he hoped he never would meet,
This man wants to try something with his brand new gun,
Funny how theres such a thin line between fear and fun.

Right now, someone is spending their paycheck to fix their car,
They have to have it, to walk to their job is simply much too far,
Now they can't even buy food because all their money is spent,
What will happen at the end of the month when they can't pay rent?

Right now, someone is playing slots in Vegas trying, hoping to hit it big,
That someone is so poor they can barely afford to puff on that second hand cig,
They know that if they get lucky and become the big winner,
They might know for once what its like to have a real dinner.

Right now, some girl is sitting in her empty apartment,
Wondering just where her fiance of 11 months went,
He said he'd be right back, he was just going to the store,
Now she knows that the bastard doesn't love her anymore.

Right now, some superstar is walking all alone to his car,
He is looking around wondering where his bodyguards are,
A beggar asks him for money, knowing his life this superstar can affect,
The superstar shoves him away scattering the $0.05 the bum wanted to protect.

Right now, a mother is going through her labor pain,
Kicking and screaming at her family Doctor DeWayne,
Doctor DeWayne says it will be either the baby or the mother.
And now a husband quietly says goodbye to his significant other.


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Mother Loves To Give {Seven By Seven}

                                   went to bed one stormy night
                                  woke up shaking in such fright
                                  was a woman standing there
                                  stroking curling  woven hair
                                  called for dog to jump in bed
                                  all he did was hung his head
                                  mother loves to give me scares









In Loving Memory
    Of Mom
{1934-2005}


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The Sacrifice

The sacrifice that was made on that day in September, 
we will always remember.

There was no greater cost to pay, 
than that of the lives lost that day.

Pain and sorrow was felt by all,
as we witnessed those towers fall.

The devastation in New York was great,
all because of one mans hate.

All we ever wanted was world peace,
and all the fighting to cease.

We will continue to keep our heads held high,
as we raise our flags to the sky.

To honor all those who died,
we will stand together with pride.

Our pain will some day fade, 
but we will never forget the sacrifice that was made.


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Wounded by evil

You come to me, - wounded.
Pain shows within those darkened eyes,
that natural fire for life dampened.
I reach to you,
crane my neck to whisper -
sweet serenities unto your ear.

I gently soothe your skin,
listening, I take on board all you say.
I do not judge for I am not -
the mighty one! 
The one who comes in strength and power in spirit.
I am friend of conscience -  

No I am quieter, 
the essence of soul within.
I'm a friend that stands strong 
with your inner being;
that knows the real you
and how resolute you can be.

I am one who knows you can conquer
even the highest of mountains;
for not all people are the same.
Then how much more shall you be blessed
as you walk with strength, in light knowing 
how much more love and kindness can defy all evils.


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A War of Fairness

Although a person is mature or adolescent,
But always afraid when he visits a new area
He is always aware about his dangers.
But a baby smiles equal without justifications.

When he is innocent and has no experience,
Nobody is an enemy, he smiles for all.
He likes to play, as learns about his parents,
Education of respect burns his loving heart.

He starts to learn about community barriers,
To concrete a war of fairness that he deserves,
When he is young, doesn’t care or has non sense,
Elders need to learn what is their education?


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After Some Time

Now that time is quiet
I’ve had a chance to think
It’s still fresh in my mind
How life can end in a blink

We have no way of knowing
Why our time will come
All that we can hope for 
Is a better end than some

We’re the ones left behind
We have it harder I know
The memories that they leave us
Should help to soften the blow

The impression that we keep
That we hold in our mind
The lessons that they taught us
Will go on forever in time

Ones we’ll pass to our children
And to their children as well
Memories in life to get us through
The times we feel like hell

So remember them forever
Remember the constant love
Remember that their watching
All of us from above


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In Golden Slumber

In Golden Slumber she lies,
Tears of sadness fill our eyes.
We know this is not what she wanted,
Such a great person that she was,
Her love never taunted,
As if it came from above.
She is resting now,
Enjoying her peace,
Such a long time coming,
She is now at ease.
So be happy for her,
For she is with God ,
Her pain no longer,
She lives within our hearts.


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Never Let Go

Does your heart ever
Feel empty at times
When you feel lonely...?
And does your mind
Seem clouded whenever
You try to think?
Are those tears of yours
Tears of sorrow?
Or are they tears of frustration?
Did you lose something important
To you?

When you feel as if you've lost your hold onto
Something precious as your loved one
Don't sit around and cry about it
Because I'm there to help you
And one you have found what you've been missing
Make sure that you hold on with all your might
And never let go because you
Deserve to stay happy...

Does your hope seem to
Be diminishing
Very quickly...?
Are you able to
Stand up on
You're own two feet...?
Are those tears of yours
Still falling from
That beautiful face of yours?
Are you wondering if you can get back
What you lost?

Dry off those tears because they don't suit you
Lean on my shoulder and I'll guide you
Trust me, we'll find a way
To fill the gap in your heart
But once you've got what you've been missing
You better make sure to hold on tight
And never let go no matter what
Because you should be happy...

When you feel as if you've lost your hold onto
Something precious as your loved one
Don't sit around and cry about it
Because I'm there to help you
And one you have found what you've been missing
Make sure that you hold on with all your might
And never let go because you
Deserve to stay happy...

Make sure that you never let go
Of that precious thing you love so much...


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The Love of a Friend

The love of a friend
Will cover a body
Of its nakedness
Giving a stripped fellow
Protection and
Adorning vesture

And the love of a friend
Will save a face
From dire shame
Making an ugly fellow
Beautiful and 
Altogether lovely

To the world
And to himself.


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My Potential

Patience…ladies and gentleman
I am now lacking patience
Without patience I am impatient see?
With this hole in my virtues I now have a vacancy.
Maybe I don’t or maybe I do?
Maybe I do and I just don’t know.
Great…not only am I missing a virtue
But I am also slow.
What…now…
What did I miss?
Someone tell me
Because being ignorant is not bliss!!!
I used to think
My poetry was like a kiss
That could give chiiills
That was when I was overflowing with lyrics
That were ready too spiiill
Spill off my tongue
And into the minds of listeners
My words gave hope
To internally free prisoners
What I need to do now is
Dig down inside myself
And pull out my pen or pencil
I am a perplexed poet
Who doesn’t realize his potential
But that’s so essential
To the point of success
That’s what I want to reach
But I don’t realize that I have skills 
No one can teach
I’ve been blinded by the enemy
What I fail to realize
Is that Jesus Christ is my remedy,
Philippians 4:13 states
I can do all things through Christ
who strengthens me
Despite my transgressions
And my Lord has revealed to me
All of my imperfections
I have an untrained gift
That’s what makes me special
That’s what makes me…me
I once was blind
But now I see
But I must over come all obstacles
Both physical and mental
And overcome the barrier of
Me not realizing my potential.


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Judge Me Not

Judge me not by what you see
Judge me for me.
You see me not as a person
You see me as someone disqusting,
You haven't spoken to me 
Yet you call me names
You say I have no feelings,
Yet you've not bothered to find out
You know me not.
Yet you judge me by what you see 
You can't see the real me.
You have this painted in your mind
the personyou wanted to see me as
Yet Iam human, I judge no one
by what I see
Cause I could be you, and you could be me.


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Early Frost

An early frost came,
  unannounced, uninvited, a carefree assassin,
  some indiscriminate vacuum.
Bejeweled fingers scratched the pane
  and found their way inside;
  a fleeting touch, a brush with fate,
  a young life frozen:
  cryogenesis so cruel, final,
  so cold.

An early frost came,
  it’s intent bore no malice
  as a lightning strike of icicles
  impaled a young heart.
Those who knew and were deeply touched
  cried grief suffused tears:
  sadness so sharp, acute,
  so bleak.

An early frost came,
  a misty shroud of hail,
  born not of unkindness or leprous evil
  but blind pure white neutrality.
And though it bit hard that year,
  it’s hands the thieves of life,
  it’s hoary fingers could not dare
  to claw his memory from our minds:
  memory so vivid, treasured,
  so fond.

An early frost came,
  life removed but not diminished;
  remembrance a warm retreat
  melting glacial pain.
For heat or cold, it matters no more,
  an early frost has come and gone;
  in memory, beyond the veil of sleep,
  a heart and soul lives on


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Complimenting reality

we should be realising the fates
and who is belonging in what safe place
those who build bombs around the world that should be locked up
and those who guide us to kill one another
and blindly spin in circles to direct another war
should be held down in chains
but this art of conversation is not about that
I'm not writing to lift that veil off of anyone's eyes
go ahead and fight among yourselves fools
fight in your shallow stupidity of who is better than who
because who sits on what throne when they poop
This is about a hurt being we are here to cater to
an insignificant thing that we dont realize is great
something poets
slash and tear apart
and the cynics bruise and poison
and walk away from
cornered and scared
and no one realizes that this being named reality
truly has a heart

so stop for a second
put all your poisoned prayers
and two edged swords and gardens of poison ivy away
look at the green grass of fields on every side
and look at the reality we have created
that wishes she could run away from the babysitter we are
shame shame shame shame
drop your seeds of deceit
and zodiacs that are arts of war
and protests of cartoons
that complain about everything
as we gripe and complain about how horrible everything is
and look at reality
The child we are here to babysit
is it his or her birthday?

not saying 
put your rose colored glasses on
shove down another bunch of lies
that would make the poisoned angels who fell from the heavens
on gods birthday party of infinity proud
but see the truth for a second and understand that this being
this essence
this center of everything
of delusion and magic
of emotion and experience
of religion and confusion
of what we are living needs four compliments
and it is time we hand them out

How do you explain reality to itself?
this being....boy or girl?
this esoteric seed we all lock away, trash talk
right in front of its face?
is mystery a compliment?
Is blessing the truth?
Is life lesson enigma of endless riddles and understanding
closer to revelation?
and just what would you do
if you could understand all the pain this being felt
all the confusion?
at all those particular times it chose to stay with you or leave
and why?

can you give reality a compliment?
and can we see whose got it wrapped around his finger
sending her off to battlegrounds and wars through delusions
and terror to save him or herself?
as a babysitter
can we keep reality together?


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A Word For my Brothers

My soul cries as my brothers sleep
I leap towards the light before darkness creeps
Destiny has offered another sorrow to face
This time it’s not just me but  the whole race

Just when  I thought the twist is over 
The storm came one after the other
Many of my fellows started to cry
Others left their places with as sigh

Smile your way through the storm
Laugh even if the winds blow you home
Though this dreadful night is far from over
A heartfelt sight will help you get over

Our race may be separated by distance
But in our hearts brotherhood is given importance
We may not be as rich as your land
But the browns will give you a helping  hand.

When you think the world is own your shoulder
Just look up and hell give you thoughts to ponder
Maybe the wind is just here for a while
Try to stand up and face the world with a smile!


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Soar Away

I wake up in the morning
to the chirping of birds
to the rustle of leaves outside
to the sun rising over the hills

The sky outside reflects
the things behind
these walls
stormy, 
cloudy, 
grey.

No one sees me,
My invisible me,
As I leave the house,
walk down the street
and sit on the curb.

I breathe in the crisp air
and all of my despair
breathes into me
I hold my arms tight around my knees
for fear of letting go
of me.

A bird flies smoothly
but alone
and soaring.
Here I am
alone and sitting
Can I not fly, too?

'Save me', I plead, watching the bird,
For I have no one else
'Make it better', I cry,and 
fall back for my head to hit
the grass.
The dew soaks through my hair
and I feel the dampness on my head
and in my eyes.
Tears.
So alone. 
And so I cry,
hoping,pleading, for something better,
or to die.
Loneliness is misery, i find,and today my misery will die
along with me.


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You don't know me

Go away before you realize who I really am.
No lover has ever really cared anyway
You only need this to ease your own rejection.

I don’t need your help
You will only give me more reasons to hide.

I am beyond rational thought
So don’t analyze me like you know me.
You only do this because you are paid to.

I don’t need your help
You will only give me more reasons to die.

Leave me to cry and don’t bother to knock
You were never there for me in school
You are only trying to make up for what you missed.

I don’t need your help
You will only give me more reasons to run.

I can smell your bull a mile away
You can’t sell me another book that changes my life
You only care because you make big money from it.

I don’t need your help.
You will only give me another reason to never trust again.

I can’t hide from you no matter what I do.
You know I’ve failed, you know I’m weak,  I don’t deserve it!
You only do this because……

I need your help, my G-d.
You’re the only one that gave me a reason to try.


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You

You've changed my life
In so many ways
I couldn't begin to tell you 
What you do really pays
 
You've given me everything
Your life and your soul
I'd give you anything
My heart in a bowl
 
You've made sacrifices
Just to be with me
There's nothing I'd rather do
Than to be with you
 
You've shown me love
Inside and out
Not once in my heart
Have I had a doubt
 
You've done what you could
Even after regret
You went against rules 
Just to get on the net
 
You've talked all night
Although you were tired
You kept all your energy 
When I was still wired
 
You've apologized for everything
Things that weren't your fault
And never would you stop
Until I came to a halt
 
You've stayed with me
After all the talk
You still hold my hand
Every time that we walk
 
You've changed your ways
To make me happy
Even after it all
would make you feel crappy 
 
You''ve told me you love me
And actually meant it 
By saying those words
You were ready for commitment
 
You've held me close 
After the fights
Never did you care
Of the fact that I'm white
 
You've been there for me
Through thick and thin
You loved every moment 
Even when I win
 
You've insured me so much
That things would get better 
You've made me believe
That you were my shelter
 
You've loved me for me
Not for my looks
And for once I haven't
Judged the cover of a book


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Frail

You haven't always been this way
You was young and strong just yesterday
now you have weithered and grown old
but your still that heart of gold
if you need me i will be there
thats what you do when you care
I am not your family , loved one,or even a old friend
I am just some one sent to help you in the end
to lend you a hand from time to timeif need be
to listen to stroies of when you was young and free
to wipe your tears when the memroies are to strong
to fix it if i can when something goes wrong
I will try to be strong for you help any way i can
cause you was once a very proud young man
who never depended on anyone to take care of you
now you have to have strangers do all the thing you use too
so i will help you keep your pride the best that i can
by caring for you and letting you know i understand


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Personal Goal

Few people has strong objections,
They advised me, don’t forget, 
Your tongue is also your mother,
It is a duty of us to serve for it.

I wrote twenty five years,
For one language, one nation,
And one race, they never accepted me,
I had long suffering without appreciation.

I have no limit but my patience,
Has a limit that develops courage,
How long a person can walk alone? 
A burning belly needs something to burn.

Nobody works free, wages or salary is need,
A person who wants to live, a chain of supply,
Is only a satisfaction for living? Personal goal,
It isn’t a matter in which way do you serve.


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Endless fight

How many people were born today?
How many people were dead today?
How many people were getting injured?
How many people were moving murdered?

How many people are in a race?
How many people are facing grace?
How many people are working hard?
How many people are playing just card?

How many people are fell in love?
How many people had broken a jab?
How many people have wanted to live?
How many people are digging a grave?

How many people are coloured and white?
How many people have a religious fight?
How many people are fighting for a problem?
How many people are helping for a solution?

How many people are suffering for peace?
How many people are moving for a lace?
How many people are degraded and defaulted?
How many people were punished and halted?

Endless fight is moving to achieve,
Endless aims are forcing for grieve,
Time is passing and achieving what a man?
Food and drink is only a living fan.


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Im down what do i do

There are times we have our down moments, 
our moments where we keep to ourselves, 
these times we cry our self to sleep, 
hoping when we wake, 
the thoughts embeded no longer cloud our memory. 

It oftens leaves us week and sometimes to bleek, 
to bleek to percieve. 
that life is like a rollar coaster, 
we have our rough edges and smooth edges, 
how we ride this amusment of life, 
is what will determine the outcome of our life.


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Hurt Me Three

Loving hugs and welcome kisses,
I love yous and you’re my misses,
What we had was a special thing, 
And I dreamt of you giving me a ring.
The way we met, the way we were,
I was yours and that’s for sure.
But you used your fist,
And you used your voice.
You used your power,
With so much force.
Tears were shed, 
I was filled with dread. 
I was speechless; I could not say,
I was left in such dismay.
As I look back, I see it now,
You should stand up tall and take a bow.
You had me fooled and you had me beat.
Did I say beat? But not as a figure of speech.
If you say that you love me so much,
How can you give me something other than a loving touch?
I was left with bruises, scratches and aches,
Filled with pain because my heart did break.
“I’m sorry baby; you’re the one for me!”
Then he would say…
“I lost control what happened to me?”
Months went by,
He was still on my mind,
Is this true love? Is this a sign?
So I let him back into my life, 
A slap in my face he hurt me twice.
Shame on him,
Shame on me,
If he hurt me two times,
Than he’ll hurt me three.


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Painfully Ashamed

Privates left swollen, misfortune unasked
Choosing to be alone
Innocence stolen, beauty unmasked
Choosing to be alone

Taste my tears; embracing ease
Hear my screaming whispers, please
Oh desecrated sacred temple
Once guarded by emotion & will
Open to those who walked the path
through my heart and got a gate pass
Better to avoid judgment and laughter?
Or be misunderstood forever after

Bold on the surface, inside feeling cheap
Forced to be alone
Victimized pride, emotionless cheat
Forced to stand on my own


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Reality

I can do better
without your help
I can do better 
all by myself
You leave me at home
and its not cool
You make me feel 
like a dumb fool
i wait for your call
but you never think to dial
i used to love you, 
you even made me smile
but now all i have are tears, 
tears that roll down my cheek
i used to be strong 
but with you i'm constantly weak
I'm sorry i have to leave you
but its something your making me do
because you've pushed me to the edge
you're making me leave you
but i do love you
and i always will i swear
but i feel I'm the only the only one
in this relationship and its not fair


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Not So Alone

Into the night I walked alone
With a breeze so friendly to come along
So silent it was when passing by
That a rhythm of music danced with the pupil of my eye

Creepy sounds from allies approached
Shaking my existence with fright that poached
Deep inside me, forcing my interiors to tremble
Yet, they stand still and resist the crumble

Memories accompanied my walk as well
Reminding me of the times that dwell
Yet some are so good and joyful
While others fill them visions so dull

A smile begins to appear on my face
As my cheeks begin to get squashed near the ear's base
I blush when I remember those cheerful, happy memories
Those pieces that built my history

But, life isn't filled with just happiness and joy
But also the sound of an exploding cry
Although they are beasts that bewitch my smile
Casting a spell to turn it into a far distant mile
Destroying it into a heart breaking frown
Building a strong foundation of scowl

These, my friend, are the smell of Yasmine
That is so pure and clean
Pure as the wide open sea
Clean as the bright nourishing hazel tree

And so, I am not so alone
For I am engulfed with my friends that are not on the phone
But in my book of memories
Always there beside me even in agony... 


Yasmine: Arabic word for the Jasmine flower


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After a While

When a person is abnormal,
And his decision after a while,
Compels him to ask for excuse.
He can’t claim he has a right decision,

A decision reminds a person always,
Humiliation, degration and repents,
It seems himself he is flowing,
In a guilt trap without any notice.

Conscious never spares a person,
When a person is physically powerful,
He lives to pressurise his memories,
When body falls weaken, memory gets sharp.

In the olden days when a fault,
Becomes a memory, most of people,
Become physically disable,
And lay down unconscious over months.

Until their memory is active,
They never die, they suffer,
For their wrongs in olden days,
A mind never deletes a person’s wrong.


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Aimfull

I know,
You are intelligent and educated,
I know,
You are religious and social.

But I don’t know,
Why frustration is your production,
I don’t know,
Why exploitation is your introduction.

You know something,
That I don’t know about your heart,
I know something,
That is missing from your brain chart.

Aimfull and aimless, 
Deeds are our living action,
Some knows few don’t know,
What is a right direction?

Everyone wants to live, 
As their mind feels relax,
Nobody tries to understand,
Non-cooperation is fraction.


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Penniless Dreams

Your News was very hot,
I were very excited,
You was coming to me.
But 
The message was very cool,
When I heard,
You are facing insult,
And your husband,
Also beaten you up.
I were remembering,
My loving days,
When I chased you,
Every moment,
In a day light
and
Also in my dreams,
My life was blocked somewhere,
Where you was only my destiny.
I still remembering,
When you said me,
Love is n’t only enough,
Money also has a matter,
Enjoyment is a meaning,
That is impossible,
If someone is penniless.
I don’t want to hurt you,
You already has penniness bed,
That is firing around you,
But I like to confirm you,
I still have only love,
I welcome you,
If you like to live with my Love.


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Someone's Back

When a person is sailing a Boat,
To stick in one’s throat,
To win someone’s spurs,
To change one’s spots.

When a person is sailing a Boat,
Roaring success for increasing hot,
To stab in someone’s back,
That is already on a track.

When a person is sailing a Boat,
A house of cards hot-dogging a slot,
A stamp collector to spring to mind,
To go with the stream he has behind.

When a person is sailing a Boat,
To take someone’s out of themselves coat,
To heap coals of fire on someone’s head,
A person can enjoy if he is alive not dead.


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Sids Survivor

Searching for some answers while constantly trying to ease the pain
Inquiring straight to God above, I ask him who was to blame
Despite of our imperfections, he reassured that it was his call
She was needed back up in Heaven to assist him when we fall

Sympathetic to our suffering, he tries to wipe the tears away
Understand this was his plan for she was never meant to stay
Remembering her is bittersweet, as we are reminded of our great loss
Virtually nothing helps other than knowing Christ died for us upon the cross
Instead of drowning in sorrow and pain I will try to look for the light
Visions of happy reunions ahead help to make the future seem bright
Occasionally I still have bad days; although, they get further in between
Recovery is a slow, steady process that's possible only with God on my team


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Respectable Part

A person is doing well that is remarkable. 
A person is doing well that is appreciable.
A person is doing hard that is arguable,
A person is doing hard that is charitable.

A person wants to do that is easy to eat,
A person wants to do that isn’t his defeat.
A person wants to do that is important,
A person wants to do that is understandable hint.

A person cares for them those are his benefit,
A person cares for them those makes a profit,
A person cares for them those have loving heart,
A person cares for them those have respectable part.

A person doesn’t like who are selfish,
A person doesn’t like who cares not dress,
A person doesn’t like who are in temper,
A person likes them who prefer to live simple.

It is very easy to condemn a person,
It is very easy to blame a person,
It is very easy to offer a replacement
It is very hard to work for betterment.


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Looking Back on Iraq

Looking back on it all
before we left our home
worried about the futures mess
listening to our duties call.

Fearful of the things to come
knowing that we might die
going into a battle zone
hearing our children's cries.

Thinking of the sacrifice
each one of will make
to give our lives in their defense
this code we will not break.

Now were here and almost done
the time has gone by fast
some have fallen along the way
their memories will always last.

My greatest fear of all these things
is that's its all in vein
but one thing that i know for sure
none of us will be the same.

Nothing could have prepares us more 
for the things that we've experienced here
some things good and some things bad
some of us have faced our fears.

But as we leave we all look back
and remember the things we've lost
our fallen friends and brothers
who all have paid the cost.

We will take with us a piece of them
and live the American way
we will live our freedom to the max
because that is the price they've paid.


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Season's World War II

Summer shall end,
and fall will unite with winter,
to take us over,
only to betray the ice,
so they may rule the world alone.

But spring shall come,
and feirce battles will rage,
on and on we'll fight,
and so shall come a superpower,
to help the world unite.

Left without allies,
an evil man tries to rule,
but to let this free rule live,
we must defeat him,
or all the world is destroyed at his hands.


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Life

Life is a wonderful thing
Although we sin
And make things worse
We still love life for all it's worth
We can be happy 
Although sometimes mad
But life gave us, all we have
A family to hug
A God to love
Memories to remember 
And all we've done 
So be thankful for what you've got
Because if it weren't for God 
You would be not


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A better place

Well I just talked, to a friend, 
He told me his wife, had reached her end.
Made me think, about life a bit,
So I thought, I would write of it.
Most of  us think of it, as being sad,
Maybe yes, but not completely bad.
It doesn’t bother, the ones that have passed,
Cause they are in a better places at last.
And if they were suffering here on earth,
There was a good reason, they served their worth.
Now they are gone, and left us here to pray,
And give us strength for another day.
But for us left below, our prayers are meant for,
To give us hope we will go thru that door.
Then see our loved ones, again to be,
And in some small way, we are happy.
Then we will look down and we will see,
The ones WE left behind, that are not free.
For this is the way, things were meant to be,
And they cant wait for our company.

It must be, a better place,
Than here on earth, in the human race.
Otherwise why, would we go up there,
And leave this earth without a care.
We say we don’t, want to go
But oh how little do we know.
Cause it will be so grand,
When we  leave this earth, for the promised land.
So lets not fret, those gone away,
But prepare ourselves, for our big day.

A tear came to my eye, while writing this,
Thinking of those I really miss.
So think about your life and how you are,
Think about those, oh so far.
Where will you go, when your life ends?
Or will that be, the day it begins.
Now think about the golden rule,
The one we learned when in school.
And treat others,  as we want to be,
And think about your family.


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Changes

Although we don't take time to see
The world is changing rapidly
From day to night and night to day
These people are changing in many ways
We wiker and bicker over who's the best
When all that matters is that were at rest
Many hate thier families I don't see why
When thats all we have deep down inside
We ruine our planet with our gases
Not to mention chloroflourocarbon masses
What makes us humans oh so greedy
To where we won't even feed the needy
People get killed day to day
Because of reasons they don't dare to say
This world has chanded oh so much
It's full of murder, rape, and such
We need to head in a different direction
Maybe show a little affection
Cause if we don't im afraid we'll be
Stuck here for all eternity


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Rail Road To Hell

Night and day we travel far away from home here we roam the devil
can only have pleasure in this soul stealing endeavor. Men, women 
children all have one thing in common our beliefs which mean our time
on earth because of this will be brief.

Our masters the devils minions in their eyes our life has no meaning
so easy they take away our dignity even the pride we still have hiding
deep down in side. Finally were here the end no one's getting out
of here alive truly no surprise what i wouldn't give for freedoms sunrise.

The name of this place to beautiful to be filled with such hate 
Auschwitz were fate and faith are mixed with death. One day our
masters will see what the devil has in store and soon the world 
will see, until then pray for us and to those who lost the battle
before their eyes got the chance to see..
rest in peace.

Cole Hodson
Copyright (c) 2006


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Agony

Soldiers, bright-eyed and mud-covered



Trudge through visions of their blood brothers



Minds weary of war



Names inscribed in marble stone