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Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found


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Musings , Wishes and Life

Musings , Wishes and Life



The Fire burneth while our world turneth
yet the rose still holds it's red bloom

The mighty Oaks stand majestic and tall
while man's glory hardly rates a call

The cold Wind bloweth so surely we know
angels bleach the whiteness in the snow

The Forest lives to give beauty and art
wildlife and earthly souls stand far apart

The Sky singeth and the sweet earth reflects
Natures beauty opposite man's many defects

The Soul endures and stays the greatest test
that prove kindness and love serve us best

Robert J. Lindley, 06-26-2014


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Because

I was a fool.

I was a fool searching for reasons why.

Reasons why I
Grin with sudden boy giggles

As if Karma was my DJ,
Playing cotton candy woven riffs
Of rhythmic whispers

Evermore

Everlong

I savor dark chocolate Peanut M&Ms
Tasting her sincerity
With each Pacific Ocean observance
Her dialect portrays within
My sunset smiles

I was a fool.

A slightly nervous kid
At his first Sadie Hawkins dance

Holding a paper cup 
filled with swirly colored punch...
...not spiked

;-)

Futile attempts to stifle these vibrating legs
From crippling my exhaling urges

I was a fool.

Searching for irreplaceable reasons
Why my smiles became
An 11 year old innocence

I smile.
I blush.

I embrace a new dream
Written on embossed bucket list

To hold her 

To hold her

To hold her
towards sunrises’ incipience

One day
With no reasons why

Simply

Because

©Drake J. Eszes


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Together As One

Together As One
To dream as one.
When we dream we dream as one. When we laugh we laugh as one. We have a life 
together that compliments one another. We have a love that is like no other it’s as 
one. We reach for the stars and look for the moon. We support and care for one 
another on our journeys as our journeys cross paths.
We listen with excitement to each other’s dreams. To understand and encourage 
comes from the heart. Knowing with certainty that we deserve the love we give and 
receive as we are as one. What is wonderful for one is so for the other for our life 
path is the same. Knowing one so well is to know one’s self without a doubt.
Dreams that come together both big and small shared by knowing hearts that want 
the same want are as one. A love so strong can feel and guide with the stars and 
moon. Set in motion a force together nothing can sever but blessed be a dream 
together as one!
Dream, laugh, and love we do as one for we became one. Together we reach for the 
stars and the moon as we share the paths we take. Our journey takes us many 
directions to which we share our delight. A journey worth taking is a journey worth 
sharing…sharing as one!
                                                                                   Debbie Knapp



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Cornflower Blue

(a conversational collaboration with Christine Ueri)



"remember the dream I had when we were 10?
(waves and waves of cornflowers everywhere)
about the boy and the closet?
(sunflowers, circle, glass house?....closet, yes)
cornflower blue
(the closet was cornflower blue?)
the light in that dream was cornflower blue
(the air, the atmospheric light?)
yes, especially in the closet

I had that dream for so long
I'll never forget
little boy blue and the kingfishers --
the blue and white china plates
with the bridge and the lovers; the two doves in the willow tree,
that made me look for japanese letters....horse.
 
the funny things we do as children

(you are writing a poem....)
catch the words, my love
(you already wrote a poem up there; bridge it together --
I dried cornflowers with dandelions in a blue and white book; but it wasn't a dream.
Well, in a way it was, because at the time, I was floating in the clouds)

he wore a blue and white striped top in my dream

and I remember him
when I look at the sky,
the clouds and the golden sun --

I caught the words!
(yes! did you string them all together?)

not yet!"



                                                                                 
                                                                                



August 29th, 2012



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Earth Shimmers, Life Explodes

Earth Shimmers, Life Explodes



Calming clouds float into my dream
 fish flop happily onto my grill
Ducks quacking loudly taking to wing
 Nature yawns and begins it's daily thrill

Forest fights the coming mist
 night owls hourly call
Flowers groan and silently twist
 woodpeckers hear it all

Cool streams flow on wet earth
 bees gather for all they are worth
Snakes slither into the weeds
 earth's beauty serves man's greater needs

Night sky glows like a hot candle
 treasures, more than one man can handle
Moon sheds it's glittering skin
 life explodes in the heart of men

Earth shimmers dancing in perfect time
 poets sing rejoicing deeply in rhyme...........

Robert L. 06-02--2014

Looking out our bay window at this glorious night. Wife enters, sweet kisses me good night.
Inspiration suddenly strikes!!! 
A joy to be so very alive.... 


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To touch a dream

Dreams come in many forms
Some are cold and others warm

Some play like a movie in black and white
And some are no less than a guiding light

Some are visions of times to come
Some just simply leave us numb

Some we remember and some we forget
Some we cherish and some we regret

Some we just can't help but treasure
Some give us embarrassing pleasure

I close my eyes and dream of you
All the things I've put you through

See I had a dream that went sour
An awful dream of money and power

Then I learned one cold hard day
Some dreams take years to pay

Sometimes reality is clearly seen
Another will soon touch my dream

As these tears run down my face
Some dreams are just to good to waste

I can only imagine the pain in you
Trying hard to be faithful and true

Sweetheart some dreams are to hard to play
As I slowly start to fade away

A single year has came and went
I have seven more at eighty-five percent

Sometimes reality is sad as can be
Sweetheart I want you to let go of me

I learned love is worth more than gold
You deserve somebody to hold

This type relationship is totally insane
I want you to free yourself of my pain

If our love is truly meant to be
My dream will bring you back to me

Strength of character  is hard to find
As I treasure yours please treasure mine

I believe our love can break the mold
Be a timeless romantic story told

About two lovers who broke apart
In order to save each others hearts

And let their love be a miracle seen
By having faith to touch a dream


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Wishes and Dreams

I wish I could walk without feeling pain
I wish I could live my life again.

I dream of a time when I could run like a deer
I could jump like a gazelle with nothing to fear.

I could climb like cat and swim like fish
I can not do these things and yet I can wish.

I can dream of a day many years gone by
I could dream and pray for that bus to pass by.

I could dream my mum missed it and didn’t get on
I could dream she forgot my vaccination had not been done.

I can sit here and daydream day after day and wish that jab had gone right
I can dream I am fit, but I’m not, it went wrong, and now I have learned how 
to fight.

I can if not careful, wish and dream my whole life away
But there is no point in that, that’s what I say.

But the vaccine went wrong, and no wishes or dreams can it change
I just have to get on with my life, there is no sale or return or exchange.

Wishes are for kids and dreams are for bed
I wish I was a kid and could lay down my head.

I am tired and fed up and the wind is so cold
I wish I did not suddenly feel old.

I am reading this back and thinking boy, this isn’t me
I am going to get up and with a certainty

I am going to fix that toilet for once and for all
Even if I have to rip it off, that bloody bathroom wall.

Self Pity is over and I feel a bit of a nit
And my last dream is I am back in bed with Brad Pitt.



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A Dream So Real

A Dream So Real


Your great beauty you did not hide
its wealth flowed like an ocean tide
Upon its waves others did long to ride
only in my heart did your true love reside!

We journeyed together in our bliss
never a loving stop did we ever miss
You my love angel, I your great pride
storms came and went, sorely was it tried!

Unwavering path beneath our feet
solemn vows sealing our loving heat
Steamy love forever the greatest treat
nights together that could never be beat!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-10-2014


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The Journey

light 
surrounds me
green field, stretching
lasting forever

i run free
free of torment
free of guilt
free of judgement

the wind
seems to flow through me 
I've never felt this before
im convinced it's a dream
but i can't wake up 

i come across a grove of trees 
and i lie down
i feel the wind
i feel the sky, the birds...the peace

i see a stump of 
a old oak tree
i feel a tear come down
wanting to fall, 
i feel for the tree 

i cry, i sob
i don't know why 
the stump tells me something 
a whisper, a secret
that's meant to keep

the secret i treasure
deep inside
like a promise

i keep running 
until i cant run
anymore, any longer

i again think of 
the stump
i start to cry
before i tell myself, 
control your emotions!

i keep running... 
i think of my life
before
i fell asleep

i see family
cheerful
happy
without me

i don't want 
to go back to those times
i want to go forward, 
never look back
i keep running

i think back to
my mother:
kind eyes
loving hands
caring acts
my father:
strong hads
firm beliefs
forgiving tone of voice

i stop and i think to myself, 
if i go back, my future is 
wasted
i won't be able to lice
freely, without a care
in the world

i think to the secret
i feel like shouting it 
to the world
but the stump...
what if i broke my promise
what if i couldn't control my emotions
what if i got stuck in this world
what if i want to...
what if... 

i keep running
i keep running
i keep running
i keep running

my mind is racing
my heart is beating
m legs ar trembling

i feel as though 
i will fall 
but 
i keep running

tears stream down my cheeks
and the world aroung me changes 
so fast
that i don't see it coming

the green field to to dry,
dead plants, dead field
i don't know where i am anymore

i see the grove in the distance 
i run to the stump
i fall upon it and

cry, cry like 
a thousand storms compiled
together

together 
like my family
i forget about my future
i force myself into the past
my future is wasted tomorrow is forgotten
the stump stares at me
forcing its wa into my
memory

memory
past
gone

the grove is no longer 
beautiful

the stump is gone 
everything is gone
i stand there, 
blinded by my own fury
i despise myself for not listening to my own advice

i feel an emtiness
almost like a numbness
where i feel nothing
i see nothing

but i learn to fight
fight to look forward
fight to find my future
to forget about things
that should be forgotten
to forget about my past
the emptiness surrounding me 
starts to fadde
more and more green the field becomes
little by little
the color is restored
the more i fight
the faster it grows, 
the more i can forget
the greener it gets

i keep fighting
i refuse to stop
the world come back
to me

i keep running
this time of fear
fear that whatever i do 
isn't good enough

until i see the stump

just seeing it helps me realize
that im not the only one 
i whisper, i feel for you
it answers, i love you

i will not leave the stump
for it is my friend
but it tells me, you can always come
back
i will, i say
for you

AND I KEEP RUNNING

i have found my hapiness 
it is here inside me, 
the stump, the grove, 
the field, everything

i know that i can return
whenever i need to get away
from my past, my present
to see my future
to look forward
to not break my promises
to keep secrets and 
to not abandon those i love

this world has taught 
me that, happiness is with me
whenever i need it
i just can close my eyes and 
see my future
fight for what i need
fight for what i want
to FIGHT

AND...

to keep running


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My dreams

9:41 AM  19 Oct 2014

My dreams so vivid in color and strange
Lifes memories recounted scrambled rearranged

Some are sad and make me cry
Some have no reason and I question why

Some are frightening and some are silly
Some are sensual and make me wonder really?

But then there are the mysterious dreams
That come true and become reality

Why was I allowed to know and see 
Things that would happen to others and me

The first one I remember was silly and fun
A friend at church put a ring in my pocket then turned to run

It happened exactly the way I had dreamed
Every detail was true to the scene

Others were not so exact
But contained some form of fact

That would come true not the next day
But some time later in some major way

How do we process these prophetic scenes
To help others from the warnings in our dreams

People have become so crazy these days
So full of lies that no attention is paid

And warnings all fall on deaf ears
Because of deceit from so many years


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PAIN STRUCK

A life filled with pain, clearly that’s no way to be And some people couldn’t imagine, all the things that I see But its one thing I do know, there’s no one out there exactly like me Many times I feel an outcast, and my days are dark and gray Then a higher power guides me to the light, and makes me see another day I’m a man and I won’t deny, sometimes I wish there was another way Because I wonder, why should people as gifted as me Should feel so much pain and hate A life filled with pain, basically all I’ve ever seen And some people just don’t know how it feels To walk a strip of grass that never seems to be green To dream for better days, and work for things you never do receive And to wake up every morning, looking for all the snakes to leave Sometimes I sit and pray, that I could have all things my way A child of my own, that I could raise and show better days A beneficial job, that does better than what the last paid And I see that’s just a dream because I still wake to shady days A life filled with pain, it just seems to be what’s meant for me And I wake up daily, hoping to once find my destiny But I am coming to realize, that this is where my life lies So my many days of pain, there are many more to arise Then I am sometimes due and given a blessing That seems to somehow reverse, and leaving me in pain I still feel I am a man, who deserves so much more out of life When in the end, it all seems nothing to gain But the “man in the mirror” tells me, I deserve more than hate and pain So before I leave this earth, I want to go out with a well known name By: Quiayren Young


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Untitled

Not from a dry throat 
robbed of water
But still a thirst so mighty
that lays unaltered 

The peak of it’s most daring
Of heights unseen
Its cold most wearing
The promise of dreams

Illusions aside
I may try to conjure
A parting of waves
A path from the shore

I’ll lay brick before
Every step of my feet
Create the path I know true
Until my journey complete.


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There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .


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I Do Have A Dream

Upon a fragile thread
Hangs the soldiers dream
Of surviving another day
On the battlefield of death
While on the other side
A young man straps on a bomb
Saying goodbye to his mother
With no fear of death
He heads out to take his life, as well as, the lives of others
In the name of his God
Led blindly down the path of deception
By perhaps the most famous man in the world
Bin Laden believes so strongly in his faith
That he will sacrifice any life necessary
Any life but his own that is
While hiding like a coward in the dark
Nothing more than a rat 
Scurrying between caverns of nowhere
Posting his video’s to prove
That brave souls die for the glory of a coward 
Bin Laden has no personal belief in his own teachings
His followers see him as a “Prophet of Allah”
They proudly give their lives for him
Believing in glory all the way to hell
What meaning can be found in this?
As my own son prepares to go to Afghanistan
Not long after returning from Iraq
Just a boy who has been thrust into the responsibility of killing
So our dreams may come true
I do have a dream
I dream that hero’s will be honored
Even those who are misled and suicidal
For in their hearts they believe 
Strongly enough to give their lives
I do have a dream
I dream that cowards will die in their caves of refuge
And be eaten by the rats with which they dwell
I do have a dream
I dream that one day all men will realize
That through the “Blood of Christ”
All dreams can be answered!


For Carol's contest.


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At Least

Our hearts were a veritable slow dance

And I didn’t have to put my baby
In the corner

Our retinas
became diamond forged binds
In serenity’s lock

Dipping
Your tear ducts within our wishing wells

Never
Running
Dry

Our flesh
Bringing lukewarm elasticity
To gentle boil

Every graceful thrust
Mimicking fireplace embers
Under cabin’s winter moon

Until my deep sigh
Embedded paragraphs
Within “Dear John” parchment

…

At least

Trinity’s hourglass
Permitted me to sing I love you choruses

Before your hearts’ phone line
Disconnected

…

©Drake J. Eszes


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A Better World For All

                   Behind the seven great mountains with sugar tops on
              There lies the valley where there is only love and happiness
                      There are not many who know these mountains
                       and rather few people know about this valley
                     The birds are singing so beautiful all year round
                  The flowers make themselves attractive to all the bees
                        People live in a wonderful harmony with love
                      No unfriendliness, no jealousy, no hard feelings
            This valley is like a little mini paradise, where everyone is happy
                      In happiness and love grow only the best of the best
                I've been searching for this valley all my life without finding it
               If we all were looking together maybe we will find a better world






22.01.2013
A-L  Andresen :)




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Seed Of Friendship-A dedication

L-iving in a world of vast 
souls formed from 
another voided world,
E-ntering thru portals 
from their world to earth.
O-ozing spetacular smell 
and wail when the chips 
are down.
N-urtured from cradle to 
adulthood-independent
entity with a new world 
to face.
O-rganizes oneself for the 
task ahead,passing thru 
hurdles of life unabased 
and unabashed.
R-eaps the fruit of labor 
with joy or heavy heart.
A-ge sets in,mission 
accomplished or not will 
dawn on the entity.

I-n retrospect,he thinks 
about his childhood and 
how life was to him.

L-iving in confidence or 
shame,he bows his head 
in victory or defeat.
O-nly the taste of time 
will tell the durability of 
his achievements.
V-oid of preference the 
aim result bears the 
foundation for his lineage.
E-njoyment or lack lies 
with the works of the 
man,for there is no food 
for the slothful.

Y-oung ones,a stitch in 
time saves nine,make 
haste while the sun 
shines.
O-iling your lamb always 
like the ten virgins is the 
key to success.
U-rging you to shun peer 
pressure and focus on 
the course marked out 
for you by fate,so a 
fulfilled life you shall live.





An acrostic for you 
Leonora Galinita.


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Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.


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Dream, And Dream, And Dream

I'll Dream

. And Dream

. . And Dream

I'll dream until my soul awakes, And it's time for youth to part I'll dream until my passion breaks, And this child's abandoned heart I'll dream a lost and former friend, The innocence I've held to tight Before the colors blur, and blend, I'll dream of who I was tonight Before my tears drip down, and dry, I'll dream with colors pure and gold Before the innocence inside me dies, And childhood is hardened cold I'll dream as if absorbed in youth, Illusion moonlight show'ring light Blind to pain and awful truth, I'll dream of who I was tonight.
10/6/2011 "Dreams"


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My Dreams

I want to dream
Like flying across the sky
Finding out greater heights
Seeing others view of reality
And be one with the sky.

I want to dream 
Swimming underneath the ocean
Searching water creatures
Fishes, clamps, and corals
Discern what their importance’s are
In our existence and health.

I want to dream
Walking underneath the ground
Exploring things that make us
Wealthy and abundant
Seeing the sources of gold, diamond
And any mineral alike.

I want to dream all my life
To enjoy everything
With my dream Self
As I always know
It’s another form of my reality.


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MORE and MORE


                                        The dream of getting rich
                                             Win the big lottery
                                             It can be compared
                                           with drinking seawater
                                            If you drink seawater 
                                      it doesn`t take away the thirst
                                       You just want more and more
                                            If you dream of being
                                           beautiful, wise, famous
                                                and very popular 
                                                 ......you will just want MORE and MORE











24.03.2012
A-L Andresen


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Sea of forgotten dreams

Cold and dark, the eyes of the depths
glaring at the stars above.
Few dare descend the steps
which reach down to oblivion’s cove.
Heavy, the desire for truth,
like the chains dragging my body further down
unto fate unknown.

Beyond recompense, lies the ruin
sunken to forbidden ground,
now home only to the strangest of creations
and catacomb to the drowned slaves of history.
Will all memories be as this one day?
Ghosts that haunt the corpses of humanity’s ambition?

Black are the bells that once chimed to announce omen.
Buried are the thoughts that walked my mind.
Broken are the tables where ideas once feasted.
Bound are the hopes, eaten by preying sharks of doubt.

Weighing down, the garments choke the breath of life.
There, where insanity was sane, beneath facade’s streams
lies truth, in the sea of forgotten dreams.


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Twigs

Twigs

Flowers bloom
And flowers wilt.
Flowers blush
And flowers fade.
The eternity is only in me-
The twig that bears the flowers.

Sparrows are born
And sparrows die.
Sparrows fly
And brighten the sky.
That who nurtures sparrows is me-
A cozy make of a twig upon a twig.

The sun fades
And moon is born.
The twilight blurs
And moonlight spreads.
All the soothing moonlight beams are me-
A crisscross of unfathomed twigs.

Whether in its birth
Or in its death;
In the heart
Of its heart;
The entire beauty is none but one-
A design of mysterious twigs.


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A Soul Awakened

She is the muse to her own sorrow; She is the digger of her grave. She is the painter of her ocean view and every fatal wave. She is the shadow of her Father; She is the darkness in your sight. She is the night without the stars surrounding pale moonlight. She is the music with no words; She is sweet love without the reason. She is your dreamer with submission cold by warmth with every season. She is your pet with cold intentions; She is your baby scared and shaken. She is the bold and pure- the lost and found, She is a soul awakened.


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A Beautiful Reverie

Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing 
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when 
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths 
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile 
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms 
And for a moment I'm lost 
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love 
And there you are - holding it 
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then - 
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.


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Being One

Glitters spread all over
Seeking reflections amidst
becoming steadfast

Long lost better half
Reunite even afar
Sharing out fragments

Standing still staring 
Beyond space and time searching
A spark that mislead

Now after decades
Attracting as one fellow
When moments unfold.



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Rebirth

Ignite,
The missing light,
Forget,
What's behind.
Just believe,
That love comes again...

'Cause,
The skies,
Are like a hard glide,
In a shining rainbow's light...

All dreams and fantasies,
Can be reality,
'Cause fantasy,
Is based on reality...
But all histories aren't the same...

'Cause,
Sometimes, we dive,
In our lives...

So,
Don't judge,
For what you see,
Judge,
For what it is...,
'Cause time passes,
But, memories remain...

And,
Listen,
To your heart,
'Cause,
The body, does,
The mind, thinks,
And, the heart, feels...,
While, the soul, lives...

So,
Always remember,
To remember the past,
To live the present,
And to wait and pursue the future...

Listen to your heart,
Before you are telling goodbye,
'Cause destiny,
Might lead to demise...,
But, remember that destiny can be changed...

Life is unpredictable,
But space and time,
Could be controlled...
And even if some die,
We may survive...

Remember,
That life,
Might have an endless beginning...

All that remains,
Is to be reborn...


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The Wasteland -Part 1-

How can one express the baffling depths of obscurity? How can one behold to open the shafts of the mind? I have never been able to solve the mystery— Of myself. . . I wish at times that my life was no more That I could live as another and finally see things right But I am always stuck in this darkness And I cannot see this mind in light There are beasts. . .demons prowling through the wasteland Searching for any remaining life And if they are ever found— They are doomed and consumed Fear is their downfall and they never fail to smell it Their ashes remain, dancing with the imaginary breeze It is silent here—there are no answers I wish there were answers. . . But maybe there was never a reason No answers. . . Talons extend and clench around my heart They will never seek me out—they left me here It is like they knew…I had no reason—that was the answer I feel the pulse of my dangling life Alone in the dark, whimpering like a child I have scared myself, becoming this dragon-daggered youth No balm in Gilead! No eyes to see All I know will never be free I don’t need anyone! You are a disgrace—scum of the waste! You have everything, you ungrateful little nothing You are a joke. . . So swallow it all up like the pushover you are Stand your lowest and trudge right through No questions. No answers. Just . You. Or just lie back down into the mush of disease It has already infected you to the core Accept who you are, you ugly pestilence! I hate you Who are you to be glorified? Dream snatcher. . .murderer of all things bright Saturated in what you call light I see right through—even as the reflections shatter All of the dead kept you alive—they all matter… But alive you are the worst there is False savior—edited attention whore I never want to see your face again See, that’s why I hide. . . Desperation. . .desperation. . . I sob and cry kneeling in defeat For once I am right. . .I am right


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WISH UPON THE STARS

There was once a young girl,
Who wish upon the stars,
Looking so bright in the sky,
She dream and soar up high.

Opportunities knock in front of her,
She think, she decide, with a prayer,
Go on, walk alone and prove to everyone,
That no matter what, she will do her plan.

Roads are not as smooth as she goes,
But strong enough to dream and pursue,
Thinking of the wish she promise to herself,
And she asks God to give her more strength.

To be strong to face challenges in life,
And dedicate her wish to God above,
Now success is within her reach,
With her determination not to be rich,
But to help for those who are need.

A girl who once wish upon the stars,
Is now a woman of example and virtues ,
For she is the already the molders of the youth,
Wish granted and she is now contented,
For God is really good if you believe and have faith



9th Place Winner
Pd's "New Poem" Contest

That Young girl was.......me

9th Place Winner
For Nathan's "oOne of your Best" Contest





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Secretly Obsessed

Obsessed with the thought of you
wondering if it's only me or
if you sometimes remember the sweet things you've said
and if you meant them how I took them
or if I'm just obsessed with what's in your head

Obsessed with your very sentences
Every response I take personal
I know it's selfishness
Have you not noticed my eyes?
They hold secrets that only you can unlock
if you'd just take time to fill the thick juices of my pride
It's just boiling with lust, passion, trust and distrust
and other things I obsess over so much

I find myself writing to free myself from this prison I've created
where only you and I reside
I become confused about what I'm really feeling inside and I 
try to rid the thoughts that are highly debated as false and I
begin to cry and
think of casting love spells so that the universe can deliver this affair
I know it's unfair
but I don't care

I'm obsessed with what hasn't happened between us
I'm obsessed with your heart and that the fact that 
I don't think you've even noticed my selfish innuendos 
and secret undertones that blatantly express my lust
Or maybe you have and you calmly remain in resistance of distrust 
If you could only read my mind by simply touching my fingertips,
I'm sure I'd catch you out the corner of my eye biting your bottom lip
I'm obsessed with the passion and thoughts I think you have
Obsessing over an experience that I may never have....






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Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


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Once Upon A Dream

 
~~ Such wonderful arrogant dreams, Full of oneness and swollen with pride; But the vines of life entangled me. I lost my way in the jungle, Wandering in the mist of time; Then the sun fell upon my soul. And I remembered again lofty goals, I pushed aside the tangled vines; And let the dreams flow again. __________________________ October 10, 2013 Verse For the contest, ReInvent, ReImagine, ReVamp, Just That Archaic Poet Inspiration poem, I Closed My Door Unto The World


Details | Couplet | |

Reality of the Dream

In the dream world I love to go and fly No matter what I do, I still go high During the day I go in an airplane Up in the air I go weirdly insane I dream of an orange sky floating there With purple clouds moving along somewhere In the daylight hours the sky is a blue It has clouds in quite a lovely white hue The city streets are amassed with people The dream contains so many parts feeble The fields of concrete are opened to cars Where in the evening you can’t see the stars Zombies run around looking for some blood In my dream I run avoiding the flood There are many stores on the wide sidewalks My days are made up with shopping and talks The poles in my dream are purple with eyes Nowhere I go do I ever despise There are many wires going from each pole In the daylight the sight is from the soul Dreams are cloudy and certainly unreal But the day is clear, real, and has appeal
Russell Sivey Contest: Dreaming into the Day Sponsor: Michael J. Falotico 5/14/2013


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Snow

Snow sprinkles the ground
 
as delicate as sugar
 
crystallizing the exterior with a romantic heritage
 
only found in the heart of a child's imagination.
 
Like happiness it can melt in your hands,
 
and like happiness it can grow bitter like the ice you slip on
 
Forming miraculously to the curves of the earth
 
hugging till the land soaks in it's providence
 
white like the pages I battle with
 
Falling so passionately you'd think it was falling in love with the ground
 
And when it lands,
 
A blanket of perfection
 
glistening the season to a crisp
 
gently the sun arises
 
"there's no where to go today,
 
I'm just going to sit and enjoy the magic."


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Sky Blue Daydream Of A Distant Life

A firestorm of fleeing grace,
A holy aria from its base,
Its mem'ry will not be erased
From you.

The shifting shards of fate and chance,
The phosphorescent great expanse,
It all together seems to dance
For you.

A dream that stood a hundred years,
That, when it died appeared in tears,
And exiled all your joys and fears
Through you.

And when the dawn shrivels, subsides,
The queen of grievance stays your bride,
Though crying, all the dreaming tides,
They flew.

Augment your misery with gloom,
Let loneliness become your tomb,
Instead of watching flowers bloom
In you.

Now if you think you can and care,
That you will swear, that you will dare,
Then dream and it will take you there,
The mew.

You shall not ever justify,
The reasons we would all deny,
That in your life you'll never fly
It's true.

But love it smiles and beckons you
To strive and smile and linger too,
To bid the shame that flows through you
Adieu.

Who knew
That life could be so...
Sky blue!


Details | I do not know? | |

sapna

                          SAPNA
kuchh karna hai,kuchh kar dikhana hai mujhe
par roshni nhi hai jivan me, par talashna hai mujhe
kuchh sapne hai mere,unhe pura kar dikhana hai mujhe
chahe mushkile aaye jivan me,sapno ko pura kar dikhana hai mujhe
mot ko savikar kar lege hum, agar sapne ho jaye pure
dekhna hai mujhe khush sabhi ko
shayd kuchh karna hoga mujhe
kuchh jarur karege hum aisa
ydi aisa wakt aayega jivan me


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Lucid Dream Ink


A dream in tune with waking world,
meanings grasp conscious unfurled,
alive alliteration aligned,
beautifully poised and perfectly timed.

Lucid dreamer weaving webs,
create rising tide that never ebbs,
perihelion pendulum swung medallion,
riding thought speed's unbroken stallion.

All the while the rising tide grows,
does atmosphere expand does water overflow,
brain makes madness meandering call,
beckoning stars to earth they slowly fall.

Full lotus seated at Everest peak,
three eye's sight voice of mind to speak,
conducting planet's orchestral symphony,
nature moves to wave of hands rhapsody.

Awake in tune with sleeping world,
meanings grasp unconscious unfurled,
alive alliteration aligned again,
pen poised perfection safe from meaningless ink stain.





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Life's Wisdom

Reality is made
Dreams are made up
Dreaming could be a reality
And reality is a dream materialized
But a dream isn’t reality
And reality is no longer a dream
So be free to dream of a reality
But don’t live reality in a dream


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Idealism

Youthful dreams of very rich future
A life to enjoy planet's water pure
Kingdoms and powers are offered to him
As he drinks crystal (clear) water filled to brim

Lush green grass grows wild by the cool clear stream
Softens the pleasant place to dream his dream
Most beautiful place on this hemisphere
Will remain when thoughtful living adhere

The dream he dreams is to rule the whole earth
Where live in a great gold gilded city he'll  birth
Then he changes goes wild having his fling
Soon forget reasons for his rule to bring

Lost in the power, influence, shiny  gold
If only __a different story  told


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He Wrote a Perfect POEM

I BOW to YOU : James, The Title “ I Closed my Eyes to See, I now Dream “
Caught my eye The form Couplet : (which I’m not Good at) Touched my Heart

A bit Critique: I wonder to myself ; why YOU did not Mention
The Softness of her hair; (Curly Blond : Ebony Tresses : Flowing  “ Auburn “)

 “Azure Blue Eyes” My Lenore had Emerald Green ; Reflecting in the Forest
Where  all of Nature Could be Astounded by the Mirror Images of Themselves

“A scent so Beautifully strong “  It lures the Man’s Heart; to indulge in Forever LOVE
“ my Queen” ,  my breath , my Heartbeat: My Everything I was born For; I die for

A massage “  Her nape, shoulders the back “  Creating a Moment of Pure LOVE
“ Beauty in she Abounds, through Loved eyes my Love I see" : entwined Eternity


Inspired by James Fraser’s POEM “ I Closed my Eyes to See, I now Dream “
                 Dedicated  to James Fraser, and all that He LOVES

Author’s Note :  I Thank-YOU James, for writing the Best POEM I Have ever Read 
I am putting this as a "Natural Couplet" I'm sorry it doesn't Rhyme Please Advise
  


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My Mom

Dear God, how did You sleep.
I had a dream and it made me weep.
Did You see it, it was so real.
I think it might even help me heal.

Anyway that dream last night 
sure was kind of cool.
Except for the times  
I acted the fool.

I was a whole lot younger
then I am now.
I was talking with my mom
and I was wondering how?

We sat at the kitchen table
and she had on that grin. 
The one that always told me.
I know where you've been.

I could talk to her 
about anything I ever did.
Not only when I grew up
But since I was a little kid.

She was the only one
on this whole entire earth.
Who made me feel like I belonged.
Who gave me a sense of worth.

We talked for hours.
We laughed and we cried.
I didn't leave the table 
till the day that she died.

It was a roller coaster ride 
of every high and low I could feel.
Then Lord You got out the projector
and then You put on the reel.

We watched home movies
and most of it was good.
You would fast forward
those parts that you should.

There was this one scene
where Jesus had a part.
Remember when I asked for Him 
to come into my heart?

On a scale of 1 to 10
I would give it a ten.
But there was this one time 
I don't remember when??

When I asked for Jesus to come into my heart
He walked right in like He belonged.
But what I didn't know then 
was that He walked in with my mom.


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The Poetry of Hope

Every once in a while I lose myself
But I’m glad the dreams are coming back
I feel the thrill filling me
I feel my heartbeat rising
I see redemption rising in the days ahead
I still realise once again that I’ve earned another chance to begin anew
Still glad that it’s early in life
...and I can apply the lessons I’ve learnt before I’m twenty five

Phew! Boy, my heart’s beating fast
I shall no longer look at my past
For the past is just that
...opportunities gone with the wind, never to come back
I look towards the days ahead
I spend today to dream of the future I intend
For I know now tomorrow is bound to come
Today was but a dream ten years back
Had I realised then how soon today would come
I’d already be rich riding on the wings of independence
I pledge never to make that mistake again

Today I shall live like I plan
...and not like my neighbour Mr. Wright
For I know not how much he earns to spend the way he does
Today I shall not live like the society around me
For I don’t know whether they think ahead 
...of the days that are bound to be raining with storms of emergency
I pledge to live as befits me
I plan to live today in a way that enables me to save
For now I know I was right ten years ago
But I hadn’t the courage to follow a route of my own
Now I’m determined ten years to come...
I’ll be riding on the unicorn of delight

I pay no care for what those here and there may air
I wanna be happy today in my moderate ways
Knowing all too well I’m headed where
There, in the future where my heavy dreams will float in the air
I’m no hater so for the rest of the players here
I wish all the goodwill and good wishes my subconscious can air


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Dreams

Imagine that you had something,
Imagine that you had.
Not knowing it would come to be,
But then you might be glad.

Yet now you think what it would do,
Yet now you wouldn't know.
Until you do you never know,
Of how you'd need to grow.

But when a dream does come by,
But when a dream might be.
You need to see what might be true,
And find reality.


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" I HAVE A DREAM !!!"

I have a dream
That I'll get another,and better job
I have a dream
That I'll have a 5 bedroom house with fireplace
I have a dream 
This house will have 4 1/2 bathrooms
I have a dream
I'll have a fishing pond in the back yard
I have a dream
I'll own lots of fishing equipment
I have a dream
My kids will finish school
I have a dream 
All my kids,and grand kids-dreams will come true
I have a dream
My grand-kids will finish school as well
 I have a dream
That I'll be able to start them all a bank account
I have a dream
To own the vehicle of my dreams a Hummer
I have a dream 
To own a nice pick-up truck
I have a dream
To take at least a week vacation with the love of my life
I have a dream
To make all the love of my life dreams come true
I have a dream
To go to the beach for the very 1st time
I have a dream
To not owe any debts
I have a dream
To be able to pay my tithes,and offering every Sunday
I have a dream
To spend lots of quality time with my mom
I have a dream
To be able to give mom a few thousand dollars
I have a dream
To go to any restaurant I never been to before
I have a dream
That I'll be able to help the homeless,and the poor
I have a dream
To have Uncle John a new water well dugged,better electricity,and trailor
I have a dream
That I'll hit it big with my poetry
I have a dream 
I'll be known world wide because of my poetry
I have a dream
All drugs,alcohol.cigarettes,and diseases will disappear
I have a dream
That all things that are not of God will go away
I have a dream
That every race will get a long
I have a dream
That gas prices will drop quiet a bit
I have a dream
To own some suits to wear to church
I have a dream
To live a long,and happy life
I have a dream
With no surgeries,or medication I will loose 200 lbs
I have a dream
To be all God wants me to be
I have a dream
I'll be able to make donations to charity
I have a dream
To go to my 1st family reunion
I have a dream
To meet my favorite wrestler The Undertaker
I have a dream
To lead songs in a popular choir
I have a dream
To see my Savior face to face
I have a dream
To hear him say well done my good,and faithful servant.


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For them

For them.

To her the word love refers to a boy.
Something she yearns for and misses dearly.

The day they met was cold and fraught with January chill.

“Oh, that does seem so long ago.”

That is the untarnished memory she replays over and over again when events in her life go array.
Back then it was tangible and real, their lives together had not been succumb to so much misery and woe.

They have triumphed, failed, and even caused each other more pain than can be imagined; But through it all they always walked the path together, holding each others hand.

She loves him unconditionally and for that some people cant understand but love needs no excuses, certainly not for them.

She adores him for working so hard, slaving to the man trying to base a future and a plan for them, but she feels guilty that  their small American dream over the years has always led down a dead end.
With today’s hard times she knows they are not to blame, but still her idol hands carry burden with them.

A plot of land, a small farm, and a home to call their own so they may grow old.
that’s all the pair desire.

He loves her to, a thought that at times is unfathomable.
He admires her dreams, even if they are bigger than the world and never distills fear in her that they wont one day come true. She thinks ill rationally and believes in things as a child would, but this merely makes him smile at her spontaneous outlook.

To him she is like a wild bee, searching ferociously for something.
At times he doesn’t think she will ever find it, that’s why its so hard to see her cry.

Life hasn’t been fair for them.
It’s a tragic book that just keeps reading on.

But they muscle through living on their dream and knowing that as long as they have each other, everything will be alright.

And as they drive home to their house with no walls, catching glimpses of each other in their ratty car they don’t feel so alone.

Behind those blue eyes, she will be forever nineteen to him and to her, as she gazes into his brown large pupils; the boy she knows has grown into a man and at that moment they know, one day all the sacrifices they have made will pay off.


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Embrace My Dreams

Can't seem to hold it in
Don't want to hide it anymore
Have to let it show
Let them all know
What's in my heart

I don't care what they think
Don't want to be caught in the drama
Can't let the chaos get the best of me
Must take a hold of my life

Don't want to be caged up
While the world passes by
Like the majestic dragonfly
It's time I open the door

With my own strength
To unlock the lock
Setting me free to take flight
To go off to find my happiness

If the world finds me strange
I'll take is as a compliment
Your words just make me strong
You'll never chip my soul

Don't tell me what path to take
Only I choose my own road
Obstacles that come my way
I have to learn to overcome

Mistakes can be corrected
Seeking answers to questions
A Person must grow on their own
Facing their own battles
That people don't understand

Can't let the chains of oppression
Bring me down in depression
Only I can break free of the constraints
If I wish to embrace my destiny

Let the world deal with their issues
I won't let the dissonance get me
Have to focus on the task at hand
Embracing my dreams by letting go


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Dream On

  Believe in no obstacles and limitations.
  A sweet song can heal, cure and delivery a massive storm out of your life.
   Shake off depressions, rejections, discouragement, sorrows and tragedies.
   Dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on and dream on!
   Doubters are foolish to underestimate your power of greatness.


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Goodbye

We're headin' out
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I know...is that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place

No more fun
Gotta buckle down
No more games
Gotta drop this crown
I hope I don't...forget...this place
Days in the sun and
Nights by the fire
I'll miss those times
With a burnin' desire
I'm gonna...miss...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place

We're headin' out
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I know...is that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place
Goodbye...


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With Your Pen Tonight

Paint me my dream with your pen tonight,
my special place, where everything is right.
Velvet so soft for bare feet to tread,
pillows of clouds for my weary head.
Champagne falls to swim, and bath,
my house of stars, that will never fade.
A pathway so safe, to stroll each day,
a golden moon to guide my way.
Love songs playing, in the distance so faint,
this is the dream for your pen to paint.


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Faithful

An expression of allegiance to the image in one's eye
A vow to never forsake thee even with a miniature lie
Or even a blemish to the bond that our souls share
Believers need not a dream nor a single prayer
The obstacle of faith is believing without seeing
And the beauty is the truth that one is being 
Being this imaginary image my eyes have never seen
Making me trust that one's hands remain clean
Free of all impurities and trouble that seems to follow
Preventing this heart from a hole so deep and hollow
Or killing a dream filled with optimism for tomorrow
And consistent in every way and not just  words you borrow
More than devotion, something like a promise from the heart
A commitment to thee that  this joy shall never depart
And drain the evil thoughts so that they no longer flow
Only the King of the mountains in the celestial skies above can truly know
That the words which provide me with comfort are authentic
Not just false portraits of happiness pretending to be photogenic
Or fabrications misleading the naive and the blind
But giving contentment to this confused mind
Leading one away from the thought of destruction and disaster
Establish my faith the same way as my pastor
Make one feel like there is only I and no other
Build this trust so high that belief can go no further
Uncover your words and leave no mask
Because your faithfulness is all that I ask


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Trapped in a Nightmare

A peaceful dream on a cool cold night
Protection from fears and unwanted fright
Waking nightmares cast away
And happy dreams as clear as day
But what happens when there is no protection
And there's no shelter to hide
These unjust rules need be broken
Just for us to survive
Where has the peace gone
We are all in danger here
I can smell the blood
I know now death is near
Will I ever wake from this dream
The dream thats torn me in two
Someone help guide me back
Because I haven't got a clue
No friends to help me out
No helping hands to lend
My fears are all here
When will this pain end
Tradegy has struck my soul
Why can't I just wake up
I'm getting weaker from the pain
I fear that I am stuck
Trapped in a world 
Of nightmares and pain
I think that I've lost
This unreal game
This peaceful dream no longer clear
I love my life, I'm still here
In a dreaded dream holding on by a single thread
I won't give up. It's all in my head


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Dream Space

Close your eyelids right up tight
At last it’s come that time of night
I can tell by the countenance on your face
You’ve gone there slipped into your dream space

That place you go to have a dream
Or nightmare that’s not true, it would seem
That place where only you can be
Yet I hope there is a place for me

To save you from that nightmare real
To sweeten your dream and add a good feel
For I know when I’m in my dream space
You’re always there in every place

Dream space what a place to be
No matter what it is you see
Dream space comes easily to some maybe
Yet not so easily for me

That’s why I sit here at one thirty nine
I can’t find the dream space that is mine
It seems it is so far away
May I find it soon I pray

So dream space please hold my in your deep embrace
Let that look be the countenance on my face
Let me slumber and dream through tight closed eyes
If only if only can you sympathise  


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Dream

everything is peaceful and calm just like always
but then suddenly something is different
I wake up and realize yet again that it was just a dream
just one more dream that will never come true
for my life is far from peaceful and calm
I wake up yet again to a world gone wrong
a world as scary as any nightmare
maybe we're all just dreaming this world
and without dreams it wouldn't exist
maybe we're all just someones dream
someone like me dreaming their life away
hoping that things will get better some day
isn't that why we all dream?
to escape from our fears and problems
if only for a few hours
dreams are a never ending addiction
the almost perfect drug
and we all do it
we sleep everyday to escape our lives
only if we sleep will our dreams come true
but they're only an illusion
maybe the only way to make a dream happen
is to die and dream an eternal dream


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Do You Ever Wonder

Do you ever wonder
Why some times relationships go asunder?
What were the short comings and/or the blunder?
What caused that awesome storm to lose its thunder?
Do you ever wonder?

Did you ever dream
A dream so big, It became a theme?
A dream so rich, it reigned supreme?
A dream so proud, it bolstered your self-esteem?
Did you ever dream?

Do you ever think
In the chain of your life, what is the missing link?
How quickly that life can change in just an eyes blink?
That something big and wonderful was on the brink?
Do you ever think?

Did you ever share?
Expressed the hopes and fears you hide in there.
Speak of your imperfections and flaws, did you dare?
Feel so confused, that you could only find the answers in prayer.
Did you ever really share?

Did you ever win?
Such as the marathon from fat to thin.
Or the sport of discovering who you really are within.
The war on quitting bad habits, you begin.
Tell me, did you ever win?

Did you ever tell?
Tell that special someone, you were proud when they would excel.
Tell that you loved them no matter what, even if they fell.
That what’s important is inside, that the outside is just a shell.
Did you ever tell?

Do you ever speak?
Express the dreams and wishes that you seek.
Tell someone you thought they were special and unique.
That you were awed by their mystique.
Well, Did you ever speak?

Did you ever explore?
Move out of your comfort zone and tread on a distant shore.
Look for answers not from others, but deep within your core.
To realize that beyond what you can see, you know there is more. 
I wonder, did you ever explore?

Did you ever partake?
Really experience life and not just fake.
Get in touch with and allow all your senses to wake.
To permit any and all emotions, to rumble and quake.
I ask you, did you ever partake?

Did you ever shine?
Do you share a memory with others that hinges on divine?
Can you still feel the passion that a special friendship can define?
I seek this for my future; I will plan and create my own design.
Here is my question, did you ever shine?


Details | Romanticism | |

Dream Kisses

The night is young, so as the mornng that i will soon await to arise in your eyes
fallen by the desporate words you speak.
Watching you sleep so peacfully in your sweet dreams. as the wisper of the wind waits for 
you to awake.
My heart is growing old by every minute dreaming softly to your dream kisses.
For i now know that i can't no longer live in your dreams i have to go back to that 
raisin in the sun reality, dried again by the gasping of the wind. i have fallen in love 
but it is now time for me to awake and watch the sun rise, as yesterday's moon grows old. 
while kissing me good-night to your dream kisses, while i'm on cloud nine touching the 
sky.....


Details | Free verse | |

Heal my Land

Rancid air fills the lungs
Causing blisters on the tongue 
My mouth is burning from speaking
                                                                     All injustices
Cancerous ways of thinking
Do they see what the world has become?
The Heavens are thick with money
No longer the symbol
of wealth itself
Canopies of greed
Descend upon me
Pay them the planet
A grain of sand is worth
More then a million dollars
The scent of a lotus
White and innocent 
Cost more then 
The car in the garage 

No longer will children be able to dream of
Painted sunsets over violet mountains
Sunrises of brilliant orange 
One cannot dream of what is only seen in pictures
There is damage that even tears may not wash away

I try to scoop up
Earth with a shovel and hide it 
From hungry pockets
I try, I’m trying, I’ve tried
 Alone
Save my world



Baby heal
My land
                                     
  

		Please.


Details | Rhyme | |

"FADE AWAY"

Anytime you want to be right here just imagine me and all this will appear, you 
can keep this moment all your life Forever near, a Dream worth keeping.

When your feeling lost, I'll be your Star, just reach out and touch me no matter 
where you are, in a world of Precious things are disappearing over night, just 
keep my Star inside.

I Believe we found a Dream made worth keeping for more then just a day, and 
even when the winds of change may come creeping it's still a Dream worth 
keeping, so don't let it "FADE AWAY"

Someday you might be thinking that life has passed you by, your spirit might be 
sinking with Hope in short supply, that's the reason why.

I know this Dream's worth keeping as long as it will stay, and even though you 
see the darkness that may come creeping it's still a Dream worth keeping, so 
don't let it "FADE AWAY".                                THE END


Details | Rhyme | |

Thoughts and Dreams

So many dreams, so many thoughts 
Going through my mind
Although it seems, I may have lots
I still need to find

A way to put these dreams,
These thoughts into motion
Because sometimes is seems, 
I just make a commotion

About the good that could be done
About how I should act
About the direction I could run
About how I should react
To each and every one

But what good are my thoughts
What good are my dreams
Unless I find the means
To make them a reality
Unless I find a way
To make them part
Of each and every day

So I won’t just think about
And then right away doubt
The good that could be done
The way I could act
The direction I could run
The way I could react
To each and everyone
The victory that could be won

Instead when I see
The part I could play
I won’t doubt but believe
That there is a way 
To put these dreams
These thoughts, into action
Because now it seems
It might give me satisfaction

To be the person, to be the one, 
Who doesn’t just dream
About the direction he could run
Who doesn’t just think
About the victory. that could be won
But does the things,
 the thoughts and dreams
That have long been, left undone


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

White

It`s peace in the forest, this night…
All stars gathered in the same breath;
The frost`s wolf chatters his white teeth;                                                   
 Mourning old trees are all covered by light;
The wind increased his obsessive white;
Neighbors: the snowmen and a glass stag 
When night is finally waving its white flag,
Dreams are hanged by luminous white of the height.

Winter buried its face in frozen white lands,       
Long Snow drifts grew like glass clouds above       
And covered the village and half of the church;    
Sun seems a squeezed lemon by white hands.                                                 
Milk dawns, glass blower speaks slowly of love;     
White field sounds with crows near one silver birch.


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 | Pantoum | |

World of Colors

What colors make up the perfect image They must present an aura of pleasure The contour and shape the colors complete Bring about beauty like no other image They must present an aura of pleasure Not a one should be alone and have faults Bring about beauty like no other image Holding the dream world hostage with a sigh Not a one should be alone and have faults Colors brighten any day with their glow Holding the dream world hostage with a sigh Nothing has more power than this sight Colors brighten any day with their glow The contour and shape the colors complete Nothing has more power than this sight What colors make up the perfect image
Russell Sivey


Details | Verse | |

Mind and Sound

Only light can penetrate the 
darkness
that resides in the default state 
of mind
I descend from beta to delta 
through
binaural beats; instantly caught 
between frequencies beyond 
time 

I absorb amplitudes of acoustic 
energy
and I learn to just be earth 
Since I am the earth 
and because I am of
the one that is the source of its 
existence, 
I've owned the power of 
omnificence 

I realize now that I AM because
HE is since I am from that, a 
descendant 
Created in the image of a 
thought
and a feeling from the 
Universal Mind
I tune in to this vibration from 
rhythmic
pulse that manipulates 
subconscious minds

Immersed  between 4 and 7 
hertz;
brainwaves halt to a conscious 
sleep
All  chakras are aligned shining 
crown energy 
and now my consciousness 
begins to reap! 
and light begins to penetrate 
the harmonious beams
that were already there
constant and always there 

is now flooded with sound 
patterns
that force brainwaves to submit 
to power
of omnipresent sound that 
always was 
and always will be connected to 
the Source from which I came
so I extend exponentially 
beyond;
physical time and space

I long to embrace the intensity 
of gamma rays
I give way to the coded sounds 
that resonate from the inner 
core
and continue to connect 
through the binaural beats that 
-  
remind me of before

Always familiar but ignored
until found by gaining 
knowledge of self
I listen with the intent to excel 
while reaping an abundance of 
benefits and rewards
Listen!! 
It's already yours

Just reach out and grab it 
as long as intention and ego is 
checked
the universe will correspond 
accordingly
it will deliver a life to you divine 
and orderly
Just listen to the sounds that 
were there from before
They will guide to to the 
vibration from the core
and it will guide you to connect 
directly with the source 




Details | Imagism | |

PIZZA - LISTING MAKES - A ROBUST TREAT

                   Thin, thick or double crust...Tell me what you lust. 
 Variant  flavors, eye-wheel hush. Tickling your  tastebuds to blush..Ham, vegy,
     pepperoni, it has.. Cheesy or saucy, it is just. Each piece, one great blast 
        Oven-fresh a delicious trust! Mouth and nose will combust! Allured to
          pizza's smokey gust. Merrily! I'll eat two or three. Especially when
               given for free. Though sometimes, I crave whole. For each
                   savory part a full! One or two takes, isn't a big ache.
                       Healthy body will not be at stake.For you can
                          choose each flake. Combine it with fresh 
                                juicy shake. If you got much, do 
                                  some quakes. So fats and
                                      big bellies will break.  
                                         All these makes
                                             pizza one 
                                               robust 
                                                treat

                        _________________________________
                                        (c) Olive Eloisa
                                              4:54pm
                                    revised: May 05, 2014

NOTE: VEGY i shortened the word vegetable :D


Details | Lyric | |

THIS MUST BE LOVE

I remember a time I saw you smile
And I stopped and looked
Even stared for awhile
Cause you just have that way with me
Especially when there's a band
I hate to admit, but it's true 
I'm putty in your hands

So let's hit the floor and dance away
When we are all done 
Now will be yesterday
And ole Frank would be real proud
Girl, my feet are off the ground
This must be love, yeah.. It's love
'Cause my head is in the clouds
I'm in the clouds...
This must be love, yeah.. It's love!

*Frank is in reference to Frank Sinatra.. Tune is Big Band 

Date: 7-31-14
Poet: Lyric Man


Details | Ballad | |

Best Friend

I remember the very first time I saw you,
You wiped the sweat off your forehead,
I remember what all I use to say to you,
Followed my heart, I love you,
Maybe I needed to guard what I say,
Or express it in another way,
I hope I did you no harm,
Or is that what you call destiny,
Please know in your heart,
Eventhough how things played out,
My life and all its' worth,
Worth calling existing - living,
And without ever crossing paths,
My life would have been blah,
Words can not express how I feel about you,
Celebrate our love, if nothing more ever than be my best friend,
You are my very breath and hope of hearing from and possibly seeing you,
The very reason I make it through another day,
Our love we will celebrate far and away,
But in my heart, you are right here with me today,
I love you friend,
You make this world and all it contains worth living,
My heart smiles when it thinks of you,
I will somehow express my heart before I leave this earth,
So much I want to say,
I don't want to complicate things,
I just want you to be healthy, happy and carefree,
I know you love me,
You don't have to say it like I so often do,
I knew day one, 
When I became good friends to you!
I love you, boo!
I do!
Best of luck,
Live like you were dying!


Details | Concrete | |

Ants

Silly ants? 
No. Silly humans and maybe silly ants. 
So egotistical and naive to think we are the grand creation. 
We live in a world where there is hope to sell as many people on the idea that they actually have all the answers. 
If they are unable to find an answer nowadays it is assumed that well, 
someone must know it. 
Of course, this person must be wiser if they have the answer in mind. 
Who knows how much cognitive dissonance leaks out of those who assume they could know everything if they wanted to, after all, a grand creation would hold the key. 
What If someone who has not been deemed successful had the answer to their question? 
They are simply not seen as wiser than the one who asks, 
but merely, an uneducated soul. 
They want you to give into your limits. 
They want them to seep through to all who accept them in order to kill learning and thrive their tools to enslave. 
We must have belief of one's self over open belief itself. 
To be imaginative you must let your mind conjure all the possibilities. 
Considering it all, willing to learn, 
and your mind becomes an open feed to the energy of the evolution of thought. 
To continuously learn you must be open to everything that may hold the possibility of truth. 
How do you know that ant isn't your God, spying on you from the throne? 
How can you possibly think you understand the difference between the microscopic to the non-comprehensive? 
We are but an organic spec to the dominance of these barriers,
though they securely hold us to these realms. 
We must soar past it and realize that we are not alone. 
Next time you see someone looking down on those ants with their horrifying sense of might, 
remind them, someone may be looking down on us with a sure tale of remarkable power in it's true form. 
We must diminish our false sense of power and give way to sincerity to one another and allow ourselves to pick at each others brains in the hopes we learn as much as we can from this life to the next test. 
I like to think that you may have started as a simple drop in the ocean and then you were set free into the eye of another. 
And then a plant and then you died and so on until you found yourself here today. 
Finally graduated to a human. 
Perhaps it was the other way around and you have to learn what it feels like to go from the top all the way to the bottom. 
Again and again until you learn what you're suppose to.
And then, you will be allowed to go home.


Details | Free verse | |

Who Am I

A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment 
Before sinking back into my ocean mind.

One after another they arrive
Single file,
Steeping my eyes in the world 
As the minds shutter, ever fluttering 
Strings together this conscious stream I play in.

My photographs fade in time’s wrinkled arms.
Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor,
They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself:
Who am I?

Jacob Reinhardt
10/3/2013


Details | Ode | |

Free as the wind Ode to native American Indians

Oh how I wish
I could set free
the native American Indian
with pride and dignity
taking them back
across the great open plains
to their sacred home
in the lush green vallies
where buffalo are plentiful
and roam
so the Indians can live in peace
one with nature once more
where the eagles soar
setting them free as the wind
wild untameable as a magnificent stallion
running toward the setting sun.





Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


Details | Cinquain | |

Life Boat

I drift
In a sea of
Responsibilities
Desperately seeking my ship of
Lost dreams.


Details | Concrete | |

Dream Not For Sale

…DREAM NOT FOR SALE…

Prior to the naked realization
I saw it, heard it, felt it, touched it…
I said to myself that I have made it
Yes! It was more than an actualization
It was all a self-made convinced realization
So perfect was everything, not at all fiction
This dream is not for sale
I swear not to loose it.

What a perfect potential life in motion!
So narrow it all seems, got to pick the better option
Time to live my entire life free from all disturbing emotions
Everything needed for everything is ready, sure to make it through
This self-amazing revealed prophecy seems all nothing less but true
Every critic, sadist… in my life, I made ahead plans to make them a throw
How possible is it for me to sell this dream?
Its sworn, not even a bit of it will be lost.


										…Lordvip…


Details | I do not know? | |

The Beach of Promises

The Beach of Promises


1.


Fingers entwined, barely touching,
turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes,

strolling along that serene deserted beach,
our promised dreams within aching reach.


2.


Hands clasped, holding on,
sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck,

walking together, alone, vowing to never breach,
the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach.


3.


Hands in my pockets, alone,
traces of you linger, teasing,

lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach,

my thoughts ablaze, now and then,
catching a whiff of your fragrance,

wafting through alleyways of nostalgia,
your hand in mine on our pristine beach.




Details | Verse | |

Brown Eyes

Brown eyes that matched her hair
Sad and unhappy as she stood there
Waiting for her love to return, maybe yes
maybe never, only time will tell
Such sad brown eyes that matched her hair
Tied from behind in the most romantic way
Head slightly tilted gazing down in despair
Looking, but not looking staring into space
Memories, dancing inside her head
As she spoke silently “He promised to return” 
Talking to herself said… “I had to believe
What am I to do this is just my grief”
Time is just a lie man invented it to be wise
When two lovers are together
It doesn’t need Einstein.
He gave such a wonderful love
Love only known to a lonely heart
For what is life if not with him, I prefer to die.
Fool I am to think he will return
He’s been gone so long maybe minutes
maybe days.


Details | Personification | |

My Avocado

My fruit from the tree of love/ 
Branches of sweetness with no bravado our future’s fragrance is bravo/ 
I have no words without your rubbery skin and smooth lips/ 
I dished up smiles before your visit with no limits/ 
Though you grew in the woods/ 

Allow me to welcome you in my hood/
Life is drying up and dying rough/
Hunters peel any moving dressed up skins it’s no bluff/  
Ship from your town to my township and that’s a tip/
Your fleshy vivid body sparkles predictable smiles and love from a distance trip/ 

Your body I would climb if you let me/ 
Your brunches I would massage if you let me/ 
I dream to seed your womb with vigorous multiple fruits till eternity/ 
I dream to rescue you from discarded cuddles and refrigerators/ 
Your cold days will be warm in my arms/ 

My avocado this is my shameless affectionate avow/
My heart holds no snakes, monkeys, scratchy cats, lizards or mythical wizards/ 
My tongue your shower/ 
My lips your perfume/ 
Your tears I will screen clean till they’re embittered no more/
And that’s a promise with a sexy salad/


Details | Epitaph | |

BABY

written 28th oct 2012

You were never seen by us, that privilege sadly was not for us 
  an extravagance we were overwhelmed by, the thought of your embrace  
The entire twelve weeks you were a joy to have known, even 'without' being seen 
 hearing about you're arrival, was a blessing at the time you were conceived
For life hadn't been easy and we had all asked God, we even plea'd 

We wait upon the day, you will finally meet us 
 having the honour to love and learn with you, saddly not for us
It brakes my heart as you part, you had already embeded love into my heart
 Just knowing we will now...forever be kept apart

God has other plans for your love that's so strong, blessing us from the start
 we continually pray, maybe he'll deside to let you stay around
But the intense pain of tears and loss, are constantly falling all around
 just let it be known, we all desperately wanted you to become part of us
 
We all will love you for eternity, you are now forever one of us,
 although it was only for a very slight second, it was better than never
You are from this day on, embedded into our hearts forever...
   the impact you have left 'unborn young one'' my beloved grandchild....
                                  "Angel" 2012


Details | Elegy | |

Hold Me For A Moment

You held me for a moment
For just a moment it would seem
It seems like forever ago
Although I could never remember
Remember those warm-filled months
Between March and November
November was the end
The end and a new beginning
Beginning of a new season
A season such as Spring
As Spring would bring new life into the world
A world with unreasonable sin
A sin as lifeless as Autumn
(Autumn to some called Fall)
Fall, when he would fall
A fallen angel,
An angel gained
Or gaining a loss?
The loss of a day,
The loss of a life
A life that would end as the day turns to night
The night always dark
The dark calls for closed eyes
Eyes that await the promise of a sunrise
And so the sun would rise
But some still remain asleep
A deep sleep they will not wake
Wake me up from this dream
Dreams of an untold story
A story was cut short
Shortness of a heartbeat
A heart with no beat
Better count your blessings
Blessed life-long lessons
Not to lessen the longing
But I still belong to him
He smiles upon me all day all night
The night, I am used to days without light
A light grip, a solid hold
Hold me so that I don't fear no end
End this yearning, hold me for a moment again


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

WET DREAMS

        WET DREAMS
I know not why your love's evading me
nor what to do, so that your heart can see,
my passion grows no matter what I do
and makes my heart to keep on loving you
though all it's brought is pure insanity;

in dreams I've wept, but kept on loving you
and tears, they flow, no matter what I do,
I tried to take my burning love in hand
but it's a thing my heart can't understand,
and sleep won't tell what love is coming to;

if I could dream the dream both night and day
I'd spend my life just sleeping where I lay
and waking from the dream in burning sweat,
I lie content, and feel my hand is wet
from love you've given me, in your own way.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa


Details | Ballade | |

BALLADE OF ETERNAL BLISS

Here the sun shines soft and warm—
Caressing all in vales and on hill—
It gives a glow to every inherent form—
And reveals for every eye a thrill.
Of here they never get their fill—
For this is Bliss, an endless treasure—
Where our dream is the Lord’s will—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


The garden is a lush, green platform—
Big blooms with the fluffiness of chenille—
Songbirds’ music raise a storm—
Their feathered robes fill the bill.
Wings spread they fly away at freewill—
Along the curvy course of the river—
They seek the Lord’s grace with skill—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


The dream cottage, fancy for the norm—
With a stone paved path to the doorsill—
A neat little shelter from the storm—
Has a spice garden for basil and dill.
And there’s a gazebo for time to kill--
For when gardenwork calls for leisure—
Or even for the blessing of a drizzle—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


To some this vision may instill—
A yearning for the bliss in nature—
But the Lord is sovereign still—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


Details | I do not know? | |

WHO AM I BY NAME ALONE

written 10th Aug 2013



I am God's child, first and forever
I am known by many different titles, a daughter
I am a wife
I am a mother
I am a grandmother
I am a poet
I am by several ways, known as a sister
I am an acquaintance
I am a loyal friend
I am a stranger
I am a cousin
I am an Auntie
I am a niece
But who is this person, they all call "Denise?"

She is a child to God
She is a niece
She is a cousin
She is a stranger
She is a loyal friend
She is an acquaintance
She is known to many, a sister
She is a poet
She is a grandmother
She is a mother
She is a wife
She is known as a daughter to many
She is everything, she'd ever dreamed her life to be....
She is happier than she ever imagined possible
SHE IS "DENISE"


Details | Ballade | |

To Sit All Alone

I sit so alone in the chill of the night
I feel in my heart a hand takes a hold
How is it so that I feel this great fright
This fear isn't young, this fear is quite old
All of the dreams crying at midnight, told
Oh how I'm sad, so alone in this dark
Let the flame in my heart, yield and ignite 
To begin my journey, too timid to embark.

To walk each step, to blur out of sight
To hold to the words that I said all so bold
To bow in my heart, my soul is contrite
How easy it was, my ambitions I sold
I sat there lonely, not to be controlled
Oh how I'm sad, so alone in this dark
I can not control this, this horrible fright
I must not allow myself not to embark.

I rejected your counsel, your words of insight
With my arms crossed, eyes I but rolled
How can I grasp the essence of light
When paranoid actions tend to enfold
The uncertain man with a touch all too cold
I must not be sad, so alone in the dark
For I can control this, this horrible fright
I will take these few steps, now I'll embark

I say this hopefully for my fear has been told
I hope more who sit, so alone in the dark
Will open their eyes and look not so cold
Will stand up and, dare to embark


Details | Free verse | |

Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college


Details | Narrative | |

Peace Tonight

I sleep in peace tonight.
Hope that day will come.
When I find you underneath the 
Sun.
Waiting for me and a life that never 
stops.
For Eternal love will always be 
there.
And you will know that I care no 
matter the troubles.
That even If death were to come, it 
be with us a couple.
I sleep in peace tonight.
Hoping my family loves, and so do 
my friends.
And that God may forgive for all my 
sins.
Because when I am gone, let there 
be not a tear shed.
But a laugh of remorse, and that you 
treed lightly.
For I will sleep in peace tonight.


Details | Free verse | |

Green wave

a wave of green
carrying me away
to a land of hope
a place with just peace
the green wave flowing along the tough hill
screaming the impossible I will kill
the soft leaves running on the face of rocks
changing every unpleasant view
green carries welfare,true
the green wave running through me
planting harmony
with earth
what a lovely view,
what a dreamy place!

inspired by:

http://ajaytao2010.wordpress.com/2013/04/08/maravian-field-marek-kiedrowski/#comment-17502


Details | Ballad | |

Living my dream

Living my dream

I had one dream when I was young
To go to another land
In life I wasn’t satisfied
I wanted something grand
Lions, tigers. Kangaroos
And all those wild, wild beasts
Africa, South America
Or Australia at least.

Possessive Mother was my curse
How could I get away?
Every time I mentioned it
She had so much to say
And made me feel so guilty
Really cramped my style
And then one day there came along
Something to make me smile

I’d just turned my nineteenth year
When this great girl came along
She hailed from West Australia
And filled my heart with song
So we got married, had some kids
And here we are in Oz
Been here for half a century
And I came here all because

It was my fate to find this girl
She was my destiny
There’s be a whisper in the skies
That knows how things will be
It takes one’s soul, and leads it on
So growth, it might occur
And I know that west Australia
My heart, it sure does stir.

4 August 2013 @ 1440hrs.


Details | I do not know? | |

Dream

I dream a perfect life
My life wishes, simply
It has been a waste to dream
Nothing can be real

I dream of a good life
I have plenty of friends that care
I have a life to spend
But this is just the beginning

I have been living a lie
A pathetic way to begin every journey
The world will never be the same
This is the end, of a new beginning


Details | Sestina | |

Raven's Love and Hope Kept Alive

As night falls swiftly; no respite for a heart can be found 
She dares not invoke sleep, so she paces the floor in silence 
For to fall asleep would mean, a revisit of that dreadful dream
Ominous clouds cover the moon, carried on by rushing winds 
As she searches for her husband, with hope that he is alive 
That the dream is no foreboding; that he lies injured and not dead

Raven, dressed in black satin; searches diligently among the dead
The pain and anxiety lingers, as she awaits news that he is found
Fear it seems, has sensed determination; leaving hope alive
Dark clouds roll as ravens circle high above, in the prevailing silence.
Though the massive search is over, yet his voice calls in the winds
If only he’d walk through the door; and put to bed this recurring dream

Where each night, she’s awakened, by parts of an unfinished dream
She refuses to dwell on morbid thoughts, for her beloved is not dead!
As she feels his spirit still lives and has not drifted upon summer winds!
There is just one option left, which is, Ross would have to be found 
In his library, his favorite cigars lie untouched in the stoic silence
Every flower in their garden droops, as if in prayer that he'd be alive

Intuition prods her to dream again; find clues that he may be alive
A Hypnotist in his expertise would escort her through the dream 
Come the appointed day, throughout their house hung total silence
Her eyes were heavy as lead, yet while she dreamt, clear sight was found
And deep, somewhere between the distinct worlds, living and dead
Through thick mists she trods unafraid, as though riding on soft winds

~*~

Cont'd on Pg. II
A. Brigham
FOR:  A Rambling Poet's "Among The Dead" Contest


Details | Rhyme | |

I had a dream

I Had A Dream.

I had a dream the other night
Of a world all free of greed
And everything it felt so good
As each fulfilled their needs.

Tolerance was all around
No bigots walked the Earth
And snobbery did not exist
To rob folk of self -worth.

And everyone they walked with joy
As through their lives they danced
And love it filled the whole darned place
You could tell it at a glance.

Gentle people ruled the lands
With serenity and joy.
And folk all tried to understand
Folk’s feelings weren’t destroyed.

And wisdom flowed there like a river
And life was ruled by love
And all around rich beauty glowed
Like a blessing from above.


Details | Free verse | |

The Storm

And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain 
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body 
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions 
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence 
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth 
I stand among the reeds in the basin 
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back 
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away 
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground 
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own 
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home


Details | Rhyme | |

Away Far Away I Can See My Dreams POP SONG



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Away                                 far      away                        
I     can see                         my dreams
When                           they rise to kiss 
Your                       morning       beams.


Away                                    far   away
Are           your                  Golden Rims
But   I   can   smell          the fragrance
In your light and            in your beams.


Away                        quite      far away 
Are                        the Mountain peaks
I                                       am  climbing
To   reach   and  to     touch  your feet.


The rocks                              are  hard
And the journey                too   difficult
May be                     my body  is   tired
But                                  not  my  soul.


And   I am moving    and          walking
While                    Singing   my  Songs
To  reach                             near   you
Some   day                   O'  My Dreams.

And              I am moving and walking
While                     Singing   My  Songs
To  reach                             near   you
Some   day   O'  My    Light  &   Beam.

Ravindra
Kanpur India 12th Aug. 2013

NOTE:
Protected under the copyright provisions 
of Poetry Soup. Copying this Song or 
reproducing it in any other name of manner
is strictly prohibited and would be subject to
legal action at Kanpur India


Details | Narrative | |

When

It was only supposed to last a little while. 
The pain I suffered was temporary. 
You promised you would fix it. 
Oh and fix me you did.

I hate you for what I have become.
Tired. Lazy unable to work. 
You created this monster of pain
Inside my head. 
It never goes away.

But you were the lucky soul. 
Your death was quick and painless.
Leaving behind those who mourn.
But I am not one of them. 
I wish you all that you deserve.

I have something now that I cannot change.
This damage to nerves, and numbness and pain.
My life has become a struggle. 
I compete with pain each day.
Sometimes I lose. Occasionally I win

It never leaves this pain you made. 
I wonder how many more.
You destroyed like me.
So powerful being a surgeon. 
To hold someone's life in your hands.

sickness, depression, anger


Details | Free verse | |

Life in Cubicle

The Noose is tightening.
The 5’s and 10’s yanked from our hands and aching backs 
Are spent on band-aids:
A last stand effort to plug the holes in our hearts
When the price of drowning is only getting higher
So we turn to tiny acts of thievery
Taxes prettied up, cashiers uncorrected,
Stealing at the edges because we’re backed into corners, 
Corners
Glittering with promises corners
Dripping with possibility,
With Island resort wallpaper
Sold in bulk at Wal-Mart for
Profit: A trail of crumbs called America-
Which has curdled our souls and we love it!
And hate it and gossip about it and think obsessively about it and then
We find the most expensive friends our looks can afford,
Shopping for substance (50% off)
Staring through the eye of a screen 
Light speed in pursuit of heaven on earth (Ignore the plastic)-
Until pop!
We die of ADHD. 
Never having had the chance to smell the genetically modified roses.
Never having had the chance to see through this kingdom of ideas
As we served out our sentence to life in cubicle.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/24/2013


Details | Couplet | |

Ohhhh Rain : Shower again

A small romantic rain poem dedicated to hubby.
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

"Ohhhh Rain..Shower again!!!!! "  

Showering in the rain, 
Draining the pain!
Enflueraging the essence of arenicolous sand,
Feeling blessed porting on this beautiful greenary land! Trees were roaming 
under fiercing winds,
Thanks nature for benevolently so kind!
Sip of sizzling coffee With Caramalized sugar,
Cheers hubby to accompany me my gelling agar!
Wanna capture this Driplets of aromatic water nearby lake,
So that I can make an icy snowflake!
That's amazing, "but ohhhh God,  I wish my honey is here".




Wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare  


Details | Verse | |

Yourself

It's funny isn't it?
We all work so hard to be different,
Which makes us all the same.
We all play the same game.
"I want to be the best!",
"Better than the rest!",
And in that quest,
We are all united in the dream for difference.

We all wish to be the hot new product,
Wearing our new designer style Prada.
So we can obtain attention we never got before,
Thinking it'll make us feel a whole lot more...
Special.

And this is what brings all people together,
We all want the same thing,
To be a little different in this ring,
We call society.

So if you want to be different,
Understand that everyone makes a difference.
But you must do it in your own way,
Don't just go out and copy Tina Fey.
Because you do have something to offer,
And you are special.
But you are special in your own creativity,
Not in your copycat version of Justin Bieber "Believe in Me".
You are the superstar version of yourself,
But not when you are trying to copy someone else.
Be the UFC superstar you dream of,
But don't think you can copy Anderson Silva.
Because he has fought his journey and chased his own dreams.
But now it's time for you,
To show them where you set the bar to.
Let everyone else try to copy you,
From North America to Timbuktu .
Be the best,
But don't copy the rest.

Role models are great to have,
They are what set the bar.
But that bar can be a ceiling that isn't too far.
Making your potential smaller than it could have been,
Because you looked up to your father whose cleaning out a trash bin.
With a potential greater than Einstein,
Your working at McDonald's looking up to the supervisor with overtime.
With more power and strength than King Kong,
You're sitting at home playing with your ding.
Be more than the rest,
And be better than the best,
By being...
Yourself


Details | Light Poetry | |

You Alone

Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



Details | Epic | |

Hope

Could it really happen?
This question has become a big itch, 
Will that day come when the poor become rich?

Could it really happen?
When some of us men stop this game,
Create a real heart and stop saying things just to drive her insane.

Could it really happen? 
When some girls will stop looking only at financial charts, 
And start focusing at the inner part, which is the man’s heart.

Could it really happen?
When every father will be responsible and be there for his son, 
Won’t leave him alone and allow him to gravitate to the gun.

Could it really happen?
When every race will be free, 
So people won’t judge another because of the colour that they see.

Could it really happen?
When people will be kind and also be real, 
And poverty stops so everyone can eat a real meal. 

These are the things that I have always saw,
People hardly see the positive, but always see the flaw.  

So right now I am thinking. Will it really happen?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Mathematics

The 
Distance 
Between 
Your 
Dreams 
And 
Reality
Is 
Equals
To
Action
Divided
By
Multiple
Passions 
Obstacles
Subtracted 
To
Shape
Up 
Obsessions 
in
Repetition


Details | Free verse | |

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?


Details | Elegy | |

Fantine's Fallacy

Life killed the dream that she dared to dream.
Life gave her change,
And Change killed our poor Fantine.

Dark days,
Long nights,
Cold sweat,
Firm hands,
Callous Cackles,
Tooth ache,
Swollen Sores,
Heartbreak.

Between Life and Death was the only choice,
She prayed that death would strike her by surprise.
If not for her prize,
The fruit of her womb.

Whilst working till she gasped her last breath,
It seemed she lamented her life away.
What had she left after such mistreatment?
Destroyed pride,
And if trust were left in the farthest corner of her soul,
It was to be in man?
Man who drove her to insanity.
Or A Man, a Man with enough pity? 

If not for mistakes, we could live our dreams,
Watch them morph into realities,
And into little perfect stories, 
With flowers, sunshine and happy endings…

But in the midst of wars,
Spiritually, emotionally and amongst humanity,
The brothers are weak,
Whilst the enemy gains strength…
Hope appears to be dead?

The truth is, 
What kept my Lady,
Kept her going for as long as she did,
Was the strength from one greater,
The One that knew her hearts desires,
The One who heard her deepest fears, 
The One who daily dried her tears,
The One who took her home to rest.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


Details | Free verse | |

Bravery

It's not a lesson to be taught
Or a skill to be acquired
It's the nudge to move forward
Open when the time is right
It's the spirit inside
God leading on the way
On the journey to discover
He is all you need
It's the courage to let go
Say yes instead of no
Reveal what you've been holding back
As Jesus takes the wheel
It's the realization that it doesn't matter
What others think of you
God leads you where you're meant to be
Just allow you to be you
It's the standing up to fear
Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!"
The battle has been fought too long
Time to let the stalemate end
It's the inspiration you've been holding
For others and for yourself
The light we've been dimming
Rather than shining on His behalf
It's the spontaneity in the decision
To follow His call all the way
Discovering peace in being you
Wide open as the perfect creation you are
The world out there is brutal
But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand
His bravery now is all we have
But His bravery of love is all we need
May God bless you!


Details | Concrete | |

Trip Twist

In the void, sipping the zoid,
with mental properties of tripping on the spiral.
Falling down the tail of lions, awkwardly spinning.
With upside down tunnel vision leaking through.

Solidifying all matter that matters,
melting into the walls of your brain.
It tickles all the raindrops dripping in your eyes,
satisfying your desire of a synchronized pattern.

Bleeding purple from the rainbow,
and turning into swirls of diamonds.
Slipping exuberantly beside you; driving you wild.
Where the shadows stop the spirited scream.

Devour yourself into the omniscient grip. 
Icy cold finger tips scratch the surface of your divinity,
bringing you closer to the God who whispered in your unborn ear,
situated in your flesh from birth to death.

It embeds itself in the pupil of your eye,
dancing with your spirit and licking your soul.
Black shapes of madness wrapped in chaos and euphoria.
Twinkling and blinking dust of a cloud. 

Haze filled skies and blood filled smoke raining from the clouds.
Envisions of clowns and demons laughing at our demise.
Chilling sensations of sickening mannerisms,
mechanisms and mechanics sought out to destroy the tiny creatures.

These creatures running crazy into acceptance of demise.
Deprived of life, scared of death but giving into it's taste.
Taste buds quiver as the taste grows sweeter.
Death, oh death, tell everyone who you really are...

Too long have you been hidden in the shadows you cast, 
too long have we rendered your pain.
The world grows sicker as the hairs in my head grey. 
I'll never surrender as demons always circle.

Today, begins a new day of our fight.
And I have a good feeling about this day. 
Onward, we have united our minds and gathered ourselves within. 
Always ready for we accept our fear. 

We accept our hate and everything in between.
Accept it all for what it really is. 
No amount of doubts will over throw us. 
Onward, to peace.


Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance
It was some of the angry mobs and resistance
Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom
Like all other kingdoms it fell in random
Fire started in the castle
And along with it came a battle

It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew
Many things in this child that made memories stew
My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night
Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight
Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide
But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die

She ran into the bushes in such a fright
And evil doers were running around with flashlights
Mastrey remember it as he distracted them 
Her eyes was so confused with problems
Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred
His feelings of what those people did was not awkward

The distraction worked, he went back to were she was
Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because?
Her answer that night depended on her lively hood
As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood
Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue
Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


Details | Bio | |

I Am Poetry

I stand solo, aloof in the snow, a precipitation 
                     of words cascading from a nebulous eye 
Fathoms wide, forever dripping like wax onto 
                     a punctured paper serving a Sanskrit sky,

and spreading into sibilant sentences swiftly 
                     sliding from syllable sorcery to soulful serenades 
so silent in the shunting shout of white. Poetry 
                     fills a churning void where novels cannot wade,

Phrases solidifying into idolisation of emotion 
                     itself, isolation of the isometric individuality that so 
Crushes my keeling cavern of thought, ever 
                     careering from caustic career path to another new low,

Which so seems to crumble into crazy paving’s 
                    counterpart. In this first freeze-frame we can all grasp
A fraction of the familiar, oh so fractured by the 
                    fumbling nature of enforced form. Freed by the gasp 

Of a photo-opportunity glowing phosphorescent 
                    with firsts, I am no longer framed by the festering 
Constraints of non-fiction, and folding my fond 
                    farewells carefully, I hesitantly face a vision pestering 

Me, fearing the fiend that would open maw and 
                    gnaw beneath my feet, evoking an avalanche of the 
Vernacular, but I am further past this unfed 
                    existence now, loosened from the fickle friendship of a

Winter thaw. Focus not your gaze on the grinding 
                    gauze of the greats, for the pressing pestilence of 
Perishable poetry is elsewhere pondering its parallels 
                    in posturing and post-modern pining for forlorn love. 


Praise no other; I am poetry.


Details | Villanelle | |

I dream of a great and distant place

I dream of a great and distant place
It is mine, only I hold the key 
There are many fears I have to face 

Meadow, temple, goddess of grace 
Wending brook, glittering tree 
I dream of a great and distant place 

It becomes vague, it is now a trace
So very far, so very hard to see
There are many fears I have to face 

Falling into my city's warm embrace
Take me away, hear my plea 
I dream of a great and distance place 

To these enchanted thoughts I race 
From the staleness of now I flee 
There are many fears I have to face 

With a breath it will vanish, in a second erase 
Once more I feel a cold pull inside me 
I dream of a great and distant place
There are many fears I have to face 


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

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


Details | Free verse | |

Wings

What I wouldn’t give to feel free...
Gliding along with the ocean breeze
...God how great would that’d be...

Away from the heavens...
Away from hell...
Why can’t it just be...

Alone with the wind
and without any thoughts...
where is this freedom I seek?

If only my wings would let me fly free
I would finally be able to breath
With the gusts of the wind and the sounds of the sea...

God what a great feeling that would be...
Just with that one moment above the sea...
I could come alive again...perhaps even breathe...

If only my wings would break free
From the stress of living a life away from the sea
...what a life that would be...








Details | Narrative | |

Leila's Journey

Her outlook had been a barren, rubble-filled landscape 
for as long as she remembered.

Leila lived alone, 
ate alone, 
slept alone 
and didn’t dream at all.

Staring out from her window she noticed a tiny difference, 
a delicate seedling.
The mornings gained a sense of purpose as, 
through a layer of glass,
she witnessed the growth of something new.

She began to dream of opportunity and desire.
The seedling blossomed 
with a rare beauty 
and she thought of its scent.

Determined to conquer her fear of the outdoors 
Leila focused on the bloom
…she never saw the speeding car.


**for Nikko's Twist and Shock contest


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Rhyme | |

4 - Messenger from the Dead

Alas there is no more confusion,
finally found my last conclusion.
Expect me as if Jesus will return,
from a ghost to a realm of concern.

Your dreams are portals like doors,
welcoming spirits into hasten wars.
Leaving the thoughts without trust,
keeping your fears in much disgust.

And though you sought no consequence,
deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence.
Awaiting in your nightmare of screams,
enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

IF

                      If my melody is your voice, will you sing some notes for me?
            Melt and let me dance in your rhapsody, let me feel happy and be free...

          If my sweetness comes from your heart, will it beat twice faster than before?
               Enclosing me in a cocoon of warmth, plaguing me nothing but  love

                  If my gentleness caresses you, will you touch me soothingly?
                Lingering for quite sometime, leaving marks even years can't hide

                          If my actions fills you, won't you mind hugging me?
     Drain me from uncertainties and miseries, quench me from all that's cruel and perishes...

    If by the mere presence of you energizes me, will you not remain being with me?
         Don't worry, am not asking for forever, I just want to start now or never...


                            ---07/22/2013, hope its accepted though... :) ----

Contest: any poem # 5 
Sponsored by: NATHAN D.
Honorable Mention


Details | Light Poetry | |

A CHILD'S MINUTE

written 7th May 2013


Time for a nap
 said the cat
Time to play
 said the puppy, his tail waved
Time for class
 did you hear the bell teacher asked
Time for tea, called mum
 why, your're always last young son!
Time for bed, dad called
 all went quiet down the hall
Brush your teeth, yelled mum
 finally, tucked in tight
All dreamed peacefully, till sunlight


Details | Sonnet | |

Valentine's need apply

I gave up on you years ago
Felt love in my life had to go
Felt free and strong without care
Never needing wanting another there

Life has changed so much since then
Looking inside I take to pen
Wonder have I grown up yet
To include something more than a pet

Another February comes to be
Alone again hello, just me 
Valentine's day it comes and goes
Will I again receive a rosé? 

Will this be the year I'm ready to see
If someone can share their life with me?


Details | Rhyme | |

Dialogue of Souls


Best of friends, for countless years,
we had the best of times.
Now as my eyes are filled with tears,
your soul to Heaven climbs.
The path we take, not always clear,
I feel so lost without you here.
Your last words, prophetic now,
“I’ll be home soon”- you knew somehow.
You left me here, I’m so alone,
but I dreamed Heaven had a phone.
We talked all night, you fell asleep,
I held the line to hear you breathe…  

 

   Copyright © 2013


Details | Personification | |

life- Chapters

When a baby take birth in this synthetic world
The joyness of parents on peak happiest moment in world
After the passing time a baby get admired and enjoyness in all peak
Everyone in the worls who knows him love him care him on the peak

Time is passing chapters are now going to opened
With the youngness stress is started it may little home worked
Now the time to make baby to a young one in the world
Situation going to be reversed everyone aspected dreaming from him

Now the baby who give happiness to world is now symbol of sadness
Now the to fall in love searcing for that someone who care for him.
Finally foung his own love by someone
Now again the happiness is on peak

Chapter of happiness get closed with the time
Broken trust feeling emotion care and all such type of word
The word alone is best friend for him
Now the hates the everything even ownself

Feeling finished care finished aloneness get to admired
Life is now worst for him and the frustation take him to the heaven
Lifes chapeters continued how much happiness and how more much sadness
It all the thing get finished at the end of the boy in the world


Avnesh yadav


Details | Pantoum | |

Biding

Fear is the encasing that you live in,
Hiding in the refuge of your mind.
Come and take my hand that is within
Hearts that live a lie and where you’ll find

Hiding in the refuge of your mind,
Prying eyes of the Unknown, home to
Hearts that live a lie and where you’ll find
Hollow words with lies ever so see-through.

Prying eyes of the unknown, home to
Cupids preying on the broken hearted.
Hollow words with lies ever so see-through,
Long lost words of those dearly departed.

Cupids preying on the broken hearted,
It’s you they dream with Eyes of Purity,
Long lost words of those dearly departed,
Thoughts that flood the air and you will see

It’s you they dream with Eyes of Purity.
Come and take my hand that is within
Thoughts that flood the air and you will see
Fear is the encasing that you live in.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Questioning Life

Forget! Regret not, for it all has intention...
To attempt comprehension leads to double block wall.
In searching your question, much more loss is gotten, 
Confusion, dismay a deeper dug hole.
Infinitely seeking you strive for some meaning, 
the truth is quite simple you are not sole at all! 
Infusion connection the union eternal, 
Is easy to grasp when knowledge of whole,
is truly encountered from deep within query
The meaning the truth the love of it all...
Once trouble & strife and struggle are missing,
The clear light of being shows beauty once more.
Accept what is given agree to the treaty.
Fight not with your fears, and answer your call.
Find substance in living, step over delusions. 
Regardless of meaning, life’s radiance will soar.
So use this awareness these words and this practice,
Come forth tall and sturdy, head high and recall..
When sad and when empty in need of intention,
No doubts I plead! No need to explore!
Emotions you hold are sensed by your siblings,   
Your waves of sensation your truth and your soul... 
Are parts of us all, we are all together we are all but one!
In oneness we’re whole! 


Details | Ballad | |

OVER A CUP OF COFFEE

A cup of coffee we met
Miles of ride we went
Ideas, opinions we vent
Few minutes we spent

On the coolness of the light
I heard laughter so dear
High up staring to the skies
Picture of you not a liar

You play jolly to quiet songs
Asking me sometime what wrong
Fallen short yet been long
I didn't know, we can get along

by: olive_eloi
5:07pm
01/15/2014

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Details | Free verse | |

CHOICE OF LIFE

written 29th June 2013



Recalling that day at school, the teacher set that task..
 what do you want to be? she asked the class..

My answer was simple, so I had thought...
 to be a mum, I'd have six kids and live on a farm

If you would believe, that's exactly what I received
 but it was not made to come with ease

For the fathers I had sadly chose, became prideful and greedy!
 never til now did it cross my mind, my babies would someday not need me 

Leaving me again to think, what do I really want to be
 as faith would have it, as it had been planned so I'd see

For the FIRST! time, direction would finally enter into my life
 poetry writer; was soon to amount of me, after I'd become a wife

Now poems are continuously raging within my head, all wanting to be read
 as I failed English on an epic scale, to believe this dream inside of my head

At 38 years old, I see my life heading back to school
 maybe this time round, I won't play the class fool!


Details | Free verse | |

The Glass Goddess

All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground 
To thrive in life’s strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…

Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.

So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess 
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-

We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane, 
Seizing the day
Because any moment 
We could disappear 
Into



Jacob Reinhardt	
10/15/2013



Details | Free verse | |

Falling In Like

I love it when you hold me close, and always want to play.
How in the morning you message me; on every single day.
When you call me every night, before I close my eyes-
Or always tell the truth; never any lies. 

When I get to see your passion with every story that you tell,
How even when you’re angry, those feelings never dwell. 
I love that you protect me, from everything around;
That even when I’m lost, I know that I’ll get found. 

I love that whenever you start to drive, you make me kiss your cheek.
How my stomach gets butterflies with each sweet word you speak.
That you cuddle me for a moment and then turn on your side,
That all of your accomplishments and family give you pride. 

I love that you support every decision that I make,
That even if you’re embarrassed of things- you’ve never acted fake.
How you always want me to be happy, no matter how I feel.
That even when we make things up- it’s never been more real. 

How you always make these plans, that often tend to change;
When you smile at my senseless jokes, and when I’m acting strange.
That you always say I’m pretty, even when I don’t think that it’s true-
How you think that I’d want anyone else; when all I want is you.


Details | Narrative | |

I Have No Bucket List

I Have No Bucket List!
No hopes, No dreams, Nothing I want to do?
Life has shown me many things and taken me many places. Some have touched my 
heart so deeply that nothing can ever erase these memories from me. I have been 
blessed at times and cursed at others.
I have often wondered at my life and my choices. The path I choose for one reason 
or another would have me wonder of my sanity more times than not. I have spent 
many years crying in silent, desperate to be happy. I only wanted one thing in life 
and that was to be truly loved by someone; anyone just please love me!
I have had moments that gave me a glimmer of hope to have it snatched away from 
me. I have felt so special and beautiful just to be crushed and left wondering what 
happened, what is wrong with me? The moments of pure joy that has touched my 
heart has left a print so precious that I could carry on. I just knew that somehow 
love was out there and it would recognize me too!
What is a place but some where you go. What is a dream but another place and 
time? What are these things without any hope? I do not know what hope feels like 
anymore or dreams or even desire for life.
My bucket is empty except for the day to day things that carry me forward. My face 
smiles, my lips say that would be a dream come true, my heart always wants to give 
love and I make it through yet another day.

                                                                                              Debbie Knapp


Details | Carpe Diem | |

DREAMERS AND DOERS

DREAMERS AND DOERS

A father, two sons and one request
“would you in my vineyards time and energy invest?”

the first said no, but later thought better and went
the second said yes, but later lost his intent
which of these sons did right – what was meant?

 DREAMER OR DOER—OUR GAME PLAN IN LIFE

Dreams are wonders that have been put in our hearts
wide-spread visions, fanaticizing art off the charts
sadly fantasies no matter how worthy
are futile if no action springs off ambitious journey

DREAMER OR DOER—OUR GAME PLAN IN LIFE

God gives us our visions but requires we further advance
write steps down – take that chance-- your life to enhance
discern and encourage His dreams for your life
His timing—His wisdom… then act without strife

DREAMER OR DOER—OUR GAME PLAN IN LIFE

(Based on Jesus’ parable in Matthew 21:28-32)



 Copyright© May 2013—Kim van Breda


Details | Concrete | |

Be Free Within

When improving upon the inner workings of your mind 
and upon the realms within your body, 
be sure not to lose your originality in the process 
for it will become harder and harder to express yourself 
and that in which you've improved upon. 

Pride is a trap. 
Simply be grateful for your attributes that make you amazing. 
People make mistakes, people love and people hate. 
Be free within; and the world will follow. 

And as you find your flowers and swords crossed with others who do not see the beauty and infinite possibilities in you, 
keep driving your soul to the beat of your sincerity. 
Find your way out of the dark. 
Don't ignore it, shed some focus on it, for it tells you all the ways you don't want the world to be. 
There is something to be learned from everyone.
Express and listen with willingness to speak your mind to the death.  
Beauty undefined until you crawl through all the cob webs with certainty. 

Out of the dark; into bliss. 

Peace and love bring us unity. Don't be afraid to hug my soul.

<3


Details | Rhyme | |

Jennifer Part 3

She has so much pain inside of her,
she doesn't know how to address it.
So she turns the pain into anger,
after she explodes, she becomes quiet.

She goes up to her room, upset.
Why does the world hate her so?
She thinks to herself, “That’s it!”
But in reality, it isn't though.

She lies on her bed,
Pulls out her book and reads.
As she turns the pages, she loses her head,
In her mind, she thinks “This is what I need.”

A place to escape the world,
Somewhere she can run.
For it seems everyone hates this girl,
And nothing she does is fun.

She plays her cello 
And loses herself in the music
She does this when she feels low
Then she plays the song of her pick

She listens to the beat she makes,
Trying to make it sound perfect,
But oh, she keeps making mistakes,
She thinks that she will never get it.

She leaves the cello alone
And watches her shows
She then grabs her phone
And tells her best friend the show as it goes.

She leaves the TV on, 
Then she enters her laptop.
She stays on till dawn,
She just can’t seem to stop.

She loves the idea of leaving the real world
And entering an imaginary one.
That’s the story of the girl,
Who is never done.


Details | Free verse | |

Words of Life

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

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


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

*chorus*

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

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

*Chorus* 

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

*chorus*

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Lucid Dream

Look upon city once known by name,
ruins that I called home, streets swallowed by flame,
in time alive shell not witness less of what should you understand,
reach on to hand of a stranger, scroll remain;
in signs that might be changing welcome,
different of a man.

When dawn awakes and there is no light,
upon dusk of man darkness will be spread by sight,
in time not different change will arise, life we thought you knew,
death would recognize.

Hearts will bound to King without a Crown,
why do mothers shed tears, echo rooted in the ground,
is there reason of a foolish wars, contracts written in blood,
new born babies died breathless, can't even appreciate the Sun,
don't deserve to live, not worth of the land,
existence will be scattered in ashes,
you will be remembered
by name.


Details | I do not know? | |

Brown m and m's in a brandy glass

Twice wronged by false ideas of a hero who doesn't save
A man who is synthetic for a poor fools mislead hope
How can you follow the convicted with a smile
To twice have the dreams snatched by his will
Tears like acid melting my heart away
How soon they are to forget past disasters
Like a wound in my soul its always going to stay

I need to sleep
But I only dream of unseen faces
Melancholy smiles
Mental plagues and internal trials
If your cross to bear is ignorance
Then this lack of life will become mine

Another diet of colourful pills and bleak skies
Slow burned before the feeling seeped inside
When I try to remember the life I left behind
I find the memories are dissolving while my emotions die
Head wounds and another book of excuses
So easy to identify the origin of another lie
I need a pill to suppress my urge to live in vain
I need a quick solution to destroy my ongoing pain

I need to sleep
But I only dream of unseen faces
Melancholy smiles
Mental plagues and internal trials
If your cross to bear is ignorance
Then this lack of life will become mine

In my arms there wont ever be a weight
Nothing to call my possession
Smiles with that which I call my own
Burdened by seeing others tears 
In the night of the cold moonlight
Laughter so quiet to revalidate my state of mind
I've been here before my memories so quick to remind me
But they've been gone too long to give an answer to get me by

I need to sleep
But all I see are unseen faces
Melancholy smiles
Mental plagues and internal trials
If your cross to bear is ignorance
Then this lack of life will become mine


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

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


Details | Free verse | |

The Photographer's Dream

A photographer dreamed 
Of a telephoto lens 
Capturing light waves  
From beginning to end.
Since time unleashed 
When the Big Bang leaped 
And particles began life’s history 
In swirling clouds he wondered how 
He might picture a piece of the mystery.
Through polished glass converging past
Planets, stars and seas
Of swirling waves that danced and swayed 
No less than windswept trees.
As he focused his dream glass
Where present meets past 
And depth of field is wide;
Where the image is clear and light streaks steer, 
Far away from the photographer’s eye.
With shutter speed set like a fast speed jet 
Blazing through the blue-white wispy above
Turning his wings on the bird that sings 
And a girl who once stole his love.  
Racing through time while continuing to climb
Higher through the prism of light
His finger feathers the button below
Capturing the moment in flight.  
Lingering there in pure mid-air 
Like a magic carpet in the wind; 
Until jolted by the sun on its morning run
While still dreaming of that telephoto lens. 
Maybe today, perhaps tomorrow,
He’ll capture the illusive the beast;
The athlete who strives for the best inside 
Or the homeless sleeping in the streets.         
He’ll stop small birds he’s seen and heard 
With their colorful feathers, breast and crown;  
And children playing in autumn leaves  
Scattered on the ground.   
Weddings and rings, flowers in spring,
Butterflies, wistful and bright;
Pollinating bees and hives in the trees
Or a harvest moon late at night.
Meadows and mountains, free flowing fountains
Ancient temples in faraway places; 
Fireworks up high on the 4th of July 
Olympics and fast car races.   
But now fully awakened he knows he’s mistaken
About the focal length in his dream glass;
Lens lust is a photographer’s must 
But this too, he knows, must pass. 
Like water flowing in the river
And wind passing through thin air;
The world he sees through his own eyes
Is a wonder beyond compare.


     



Details | Ballad | |

Lost and Found

To imagine after all this time that has gone by,
    I would be talking to the one that once caught my eye.
Out of nowhere one day she just seemed to appear,
   Just so incredibley surprising to me after all of these years.
Sharing all those thoughts and dreams we once had ,
   How we laughed at those days yet it made us a bit sad.
For the feelings I did not know she had for me ,
   It only makes me wonder what our lives would be.
Our hearts now beating as they did back in the days,
   How we are acting like children going out to play.
The love I feel for her has never felt so strong,
   A love that once was I thought was forever gone.
But to my excitement I can honestly & sincerely say ,
   The love that was lost has been found and here to stay.
This thing we have found in this love between you & me ,
   Joy and happiness for the rest of our lives is what I see.
TAC


Details | Rhyme | |

My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!


Details | Ballad | |

TIME TO TIME

tomorrow, I must face my fear...
tomorrow, I must set aside my anxieties..
tomorrow, I must live a better me..
tomorrow, I must forgive and forget...

If today tears fall down, It's but fine for I'll laugh soon...
If todAy sweats drench me, It's but normal I work hard...
If today I eat with ganacity, It's okei I need it..
If today Someone lied, sooner or later there is veracity...

further and further I'll try to run...
slower and slower, I'll got to bloom..
strength by strength, I refuse to gloom ..
I don't want to be in big doom.

by: olive_eloi
oct. 22, 2013
2:21am
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Details | Terza Rima | |

Grey Roses

From the deep depths of bleak and somber dreams
Those with grey roses living within them
There’s painful feelings made inside, it seems

The colors of the sky and the large farm
Beautiful the dream is all but the rose
They seem to be crying, having no charm

Here deep inside the dream the heart arose
Coming to rescue the broken rose bush
Like giving lifesaving drink from a hose

Now all roses turn colors are then lush
Perfect dream fantasies give a sure rush

Russell Sivey


Details | Free verse | |

We Are Tomorrow

Whether life or death coexist in us
Nothing changes the ability to change a fraction of this life itself
Nowhere is safe as they say
But into a cataclysm of this magnitude 
Might other intelligent aspects of life itself be deceived
Nothing in our hands is concrete for the lands we step upon
And besides a book we will not find the right answers to our life’s
We can die ignorant to the realms of this new age
Like a door to the end of time
Nowhere is safe
For it is easy to die but much harder to live on
We will never reach eternity in flesh
But only our name remains in this same world it was created before our eyes
Nothing is for granted as we know
But have someone dared to go against all odds and make something new?
Come on and use the only things that kept alive our ancestors
Descend and ascend to the art of alchemy
Where only eternity coexisted in a flesh capsule we name it as body
We are the key to the future
Because of us and those new rising up we are making straight lines into this atmosphere
Crushed and cursed by lies and greed
The envy running through the veins of those in failure
Making war and then for humanity to take revenge 
That only links to the wrath between our hands and the leads of our desires to destroy
No one is here for free
Sure a payment is not needed to be born except pain and some despair
But we can change the future coming ahead
Where have the originality gone too?
Inside the vial in our minds
Making straight lines to desecrate over ashes of tomorrow
Instead of using that will to fight for the good cause inside our minds
Thinking in big great masses
Move and fight for the dreams in you
No other world have been there before
No dove will deliver a message to the lord
For he can see what you do and are
Inside each one of use there are plenty of fights and contradictions
Altered ego between the pride that leads an army of emotions inside of us all
Become what you wish for
Between good and evil cause
We are the hands of faith
Creating tomorrows empire
Don’t a dream fall before the throne with no king at ease
I believe in this way of thinking
I have hope for todays youth still


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: IV

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


Details | Verse | |

Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


Details | Rhyme | |

In a Heartbeat

I drove down to Virginia to a place I was before
Stared out at the horizon, waves crashing against the shore
And dreamed of days long past 
Wishing I could sail once more
Feel the salty breeze against my face
Not knowing what I was looking for
The dreams I carry in my heart, they help me feel whole
Remembering nights out on the ocean just tear apart my soul
A voice called Sailor, come on home
To the life that you once knew
Set your sails, get underway
For a sea of Caribbean blue
I close my eyes, dream again, and my knees they feel weak
Taste the salt in the air as the tears roll down my cheek
In a heartbeat I would sail those waters standing on the bow
Bridges burnt so long ago, too late to rebuild them now
The sun sinking on the horizon, it is the end of day
The peaceful scene brings back the urge
To pack up and sail away
As I turn to leave, a few miles out, a white dog passes by
Sea gulls flying overhead, I stop and wonder why
It's 6PM, I walk away as I hear the four bells chime
Tonight I'll dream peaceful dreams of another place, another time.


Details | Rhyme | |

Love Is Love

Love Is Love

For love is love
Even if it’s never spoken
With just presence
A timid heart can be broken
With just the slightest touch
And rage tamed,
With the smallest of glances
An unspoken heart, claimed
For when love is there
Doubt won’t cloud your mind
For when you let it out
A new feeling of joy you will find!

Having this in your soul
Is a must to keep living in bliss!
And where ever you go in life
Love’s what clears that mist
The fog that puts fear in words
And lies in each thought
Love isn’t just another part of this world
That can be bought
It’s earned, after exposed
Nurtured after entwined
Caressed in its weakest point
Something so pure that you rarely ever find!
And if found should be kept close
And never let go
Should be appreciated
Even at its pre-stage where it seems slow.
Love is peace, it’s…..
It’s that moment in time
Where after the last minute
In your deepest thought you rewind
To that point you smiled
And everything seemed perfect
That after she spoke
All the world’s worries you neglected
It’s the reason I hold on
The reason I won’t give up
The reason I wait patiently
Months after grueling months.



Details | I do not know? | |

My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





Details | ABC | |

Path

Will I turn back? No, why?
Cuz this is my path, in life.
Will i stop, and wait for death?
Or will I live life, Breath by breath?
I choose to live day to day, with this life,
Cuz death can take us at any time.
Why not make the best of what we have now?
I REFUSE to keep my head hanging down.
I will try to live life to the best of my ability,
With peace, love, and tranquility.
i choose to be and think positively,
If I dont, I'll be self demolishing.
I chose the path I walk, Whether it be with someone or alone,
I'm pleased with myself and maybe a place to call home...
Who knows?
I will mature even wiser than before
Don't be jealous because YOUR decisions were poor.
Happier more than I ever was, now uncovered,
A life out there, WORTH being discovered?!?!?!?!?
Will I turn back? No, Why?
Cuz this is my path, in LIFE.


Details | Haiku | |

The value of time

over 50's;  when a bed stops you to support sleep longer.
when your body stops you to eat stronger,
when medications stop you to drink alcohol,
when Dr. advises you to stop smoking if you live longer,
you know the time when value becomes a tease monger.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.


Details | Sonnet | |

Mans Dreams of Peace

Mans Dreams of Peace
     ~     ~    ~     ~
War hell no! It is not name of the game,
No bodies laying over the battlefields
There is no way I am today the same.
Women and children all dying in wet fields
All torn apart by war ugliness and warriors;
Must try hide in our nightmares to get sleep.
Helicopters seems to sounds like aviators,
Torn bodies of the war in it’s own attire 
Trying keep alive a dream that weeps.
Dreams of the dead must have ways to-conspire
Keep us from going back to peaceful sleep again.
Now we men dream of world peace within an dome,
Any major change in my sleep, is just spin,
For peace, not war! nor death! Just a home!
~
Steve L. Siegel
January 22, 2013


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The Risk of Choice

It would be too easy to not believe
And not have faith in all He wants us to see.
But I don't want to risk my life being saved
Because of a choice I was refusing to make.


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A person I've met before

You are a person i've met before.
The man who stands knocking at my door.
I remember you from my dreams,
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.

You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain.
You are the man I stood next to in line.
You are the man I passed by
I danced as you sang the songs chorus.
I pushed my way through...
the sea of people and stopped next to you.
Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out
I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you 
I found my way out, I hurried my way through.
I walked away having not met you.

A second glance, I did not take,
unaware that our meeting was fate.

You are a person i've met before,
Sometime ago on a night like tonight,
The air was warm, the stars shining bright
The night that we met,
I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light
I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest
You asked me for a cigarette.
An open chance to conversate 
knowing this interaction would not lead to a date
We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests.
such as music and poetry, art and astrology.
At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind.
Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime.

You are a person i've met before,
I've read your book of poetry at the local book store.
you write of life, love and family.
You are a person i've met before,
I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore
You are the artist I dream of meeting
You are a person i've met before.

You are the man in my dreams, 
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.
I've met you 100 times before,
You are the man who stands knocking at my door.


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Finding A Box Of Life

One late night, I fell asleep in my chair
I dreamed of finding a box with a treasure so rare.
In this dream was a soldier and a good one at that.
I saw his old suit and his old tattered hat.

He had tried to stay youthful, but old he must be.
He walked with a limp because of his bad knee.
In the dream I visited with him one day.
And he told me a story that put me in dismay.

He said, "Here's a box that I'm giving to you.
It has a great treasure, if only you knew.
It contains this old coin, as you can see it's so old.
But to me it's worth more than all the silver and gold.

For you can see in the middle is a great big dent.
And there was so much force, that's why it's so bent.
I was out on the battlefield one dark night you see.
When a bullet was fired and it came straight at me.

This coin I had placed round my neck, next to my heart,
Was a prayer from my mother, she had sent from the start.
The bullet hit the coin and knocked me to the ground.
So I thank the Lord for this treasure that I found.

This coin in the box saved my life on that day.
Now you take it, treasure it and go on your way."

Thank you grandmother for listening to the Lord one day.
And sending dad this precious coin, which in this box I'll lay!


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A VICTORY FOR A VISIONARY

Joseph the son of Jacob and Rachel by his own brothers he was betrayed
a young man with a gift of dreams whom they threw in a pit and wanted to slay
they were jealous of their father's affection for him and his gift from God
they couldn't understand the nature of his calling nor the compassion he had in his heart

not many people get it when they meet a person who possesses a godly perception
many are somewhat envious while other tend to take an exception
but to be a dreamer to be anointed with that special gift 
with the ability to help others spirits to be lift
to dream during the good times as well as the bad
to dream no matter the situation be you happy or sad
to dream as an encouragement to others even when you're down and low
to dream to let that gift from God in you continue to flow

most dreamers are visionaries who have experienced some sadness in life
most dreamers are able to see beyond humanity and into the heart of Christ
and even when they've been cast down they will lift their eyes to the hills
and no matter the circumstances they know to trust in the Lord God's will

a victory for a visionary, a victory from God's righteous plans
the providential mercy and grace which come from His omnipotent hands
from the pit to the palace, from the ravine to righteousness
Joseph sought no revenge nor displayed any bitterness
Joseph had an opportunity to ruin his brothers but he understood his role
he was a gifted dreamer entrusted with a godly perception entrenched in his soul

so no matter what folks put you through God can turn the tide
for vengeance is the Lord's so put your grievances to the side
Joseph forgave his brothers' betrayal and he lived to tell the tale
and despite all the hardships he suffered his life turned out quite well

so if you find yourself in a pit situation or you're feeling pitiful about your life
know there's a victory for a visionary if you follow the teachings of Christ


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A Kind and Gentle Man

I had a dream that I walked behind
a man in white cloth - so gentle, so kind;
he told me his name with his fatherly voice
and asked me to follow, though it was my choice

He talked in stories which made me think,
while he told large crowds to take of his drink;
he walked among beggars, cripples, and thieves,
and he only asked us that we all just believe

I watched his miracles bring back the dead,
and I wept as they shoved thorns upon his head;
I watched him be beaten, spit on and cursed,
and on the day he died - the clouds rained with a burst

I cried because I had lost my very dear friend,
although, he told me that it was not the end;
I didn't understand this man, this begotten son
was the way to eternal life - for me and everyone

I walked alone without him there,
and felt so lonely because my soul did care;
this gentle man they did kill for me,
so I could live on and really be free

When I awoke from my dream I had a plan,
to live my life - to be a better man;
for what I learned from this only one
is that He is truly God's only son

I know my friend will always be,
even at times when I can't always see;
for a life is lost - without the One,
a kind and gentle man we call the Son.



For "What Easter Means to Me" contest sponsored by Gwendolen Rix.


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Beyond the Frontier

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Regrets

 Like the wind  blowing my face 
I fall to see the instant of my last days, 
And in my vision  time enhances
shells embedded in my past mace!
I want to have a long last minute of fall
But why do I long, cry, and mold 
Distant points unloved, untold?
The only plot I tried to avoid ?

Life is one thing we share and have
With dreams as compass guidance to the way
Crossing the seas and it's disturbance,
Where we shine and fight the days,
To avoid an end in far accordance
With feelings of regrets, and a complaint to say.


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Leave me with my dreams

Leave me with my dreams.

Leave me with my dreams
Cause I’m a dreaming fellow
Leave me here a pondering
With mind all calm and mellow
Picturing a better world
Where evil is no more
Let me dream of the harmony
Of a world all free of war.

It might never happen
Sometimes it seems to me
That a tadpole has more chance
Of swimming in the deep blue sea
But let me dream about it
It makes my heart feel warm
Let me dream of a world at peace
And this it be the norm.

Leave me with my dreaming
Of peace and harmony
Where God will rest within each heart
And a perfect world will be
Where everywhere becomes a space
Of sweetest liberty.

Leave me with my dreams
Maybe they’ll seep into you
Then peace and harmony might reign
In everything you do
I guess that someone has to dream
For something to be born
So if more folk did get to dreaming
There might be a brand new dawn.


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I Want

I want to sing you
I want to write you
I want to watch you
And describe you

I would like to compose you
You, my ninth symphony
To put you on a stave
To play your melody

I want to sculpt you
Without engraving too much
Hardly anything to change
Some details to fix

I want to photograph you
Under different lights
To whip with the flash
All those artifices that are hiding you

I want to break your records
Go through your body's limits
Jump higher, run further
When man an athlete is one

I could go on with other arts
But none of them seem good enough to define you
So I'll go on in which my words are the finest
For you, I'll never stop writing


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We Live

We live our life like a lie.
Never true to ourselves nor to others.
We live our life as a dream.
Never seen but is believed.
We live our life in disbelief
Never thought nor achieved.

We live our life as though it was all but a dream.
Believing that everything is not what it seems.
Taking what's for granted and not knowing what it means.
Living in this Great Society far beyond belief.
We live our life in all this trouble an grief.
Plagued by a disease that shall not be deceived.
Taking our life's an burying them with all that we believe.
Living as though our very souls have begun to weep.
We live our life to its fullest as though there's never an end.
Enjoying the life that we do have and to be forgiven for our sin.

We live our life as we believe.
Always true to those and others.
We live our life as a whole.
Always taking what we get.
We live our life as a belief.
Always in faith and God


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Dreams

A dream is but a thought

Laid out like a movie

They're there for you to absorb

Like a mind smoothie

Dreams are a message

In a hidden format

We try to decode them

But that is a skill we lack


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A Feeling That I Knew Too Well

A feeling that I knew too well;
With every word you spoke I fell-
Falling deeper into the bliss;
Longing for your every kiss.

Without you here my heart grows fonder;
Around the park I start to wander-
And think about how you make me feel-
The longing starting to become surreal.

Giving meaning to my life,
You lift me up from pain and strife.
I thought it was a feeling that I knew-
But with your guidance the passion grew.

Spiraling up with every touch-
Never wanting to leave your clutch. 
Waiting for your familiar glance-
Missing you with every chance. 




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can i be with you

dear love, o' love, love 
can i be with you, o' love?
can i stay with you, o' dear love?
o' love, love, love
you are the perfect key to every heart
((o' love!))
you are the string to every heart
((dear love!))
you are the peace to my heart
((love, o' love!))
your mood is so emotional
but your love is so natural
you are the wood to my art
to carry me by the walls of my heart

can i be with you?
o' love,
wont you leave and gone? 
dear love,
can i talk with you? 
pure love,
can i walk with you? 
soul love,
you are the need to my wish,
(that is love)
you are the feed to my dish,
(such is love)
you are the strength to the weak,
(o' love)
you are the length to the thick,
(endless love)
can i be with you?
o' love

wondering not but,
is my heart there?
or has it faded?
is it beating? 
or has it deflated?
o' how i wish love you were
so close to mine and there
to stone me a love with care
yes, i stare 
with eyes of love and share
love with her that dare
to share,

i ask with no one... 

can i fall in love
with you, o' dear love?
wont you escape my heart?
wont you run away from love?
wont you fade away from love?
come stay with me, o' dear love
come lay with me, not tear love
some blame with you, but care love
come wave with me, share love
you are the perfect key to every heart
((o' love!))
you are the string to every heart
((dear love!))
you are the peace to my heart
((love, o' love!))
come be with me
((o' dear love))

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poem: can i be with you?
book: the melody of my heart
book no. 14 of 2012
december 2012

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Details | I do not know? | |

The Traveller's Unclaimed Land

He says he loves me then he says he loves me not
He loves me today but by tomorrow I'm forgot 
He runs from my love but returns wanting more
I guess I'm to blame for letting the traveler explore, 
See travellers just wander and are never here to stay
They admire the scenery and enjoy the display 
They tour the land and ride the attractions
So memories become their only subtractions,
They search for an experience that is what they yearn
The condition once they leave is none of their concern!
So how can the land be devoted and true 
When travellers come and go out of the blue.
The present is now and where he's travelled to,
But the past he calls home so he must return soon
Most likely just a visit although time can only tell, 
But what he lusts is in this land and he knows it very well
He may call that place home but its this land that he seeks
Travellers on a mission never realize until they hit their peek
He continues to damage this land down to its core 
So what's left to offer when their is nothing left in store?
The resources were depleted and the land left bare
He comes and goes as he pleases it doesn't seem fair;
See this land has been abused time and time again
Seeds that were planted, were means to an end
But pleasure and satisfaction was always accomplished
Because this land provided where the homeland was disadvantaged!
But despite the history and despite the trust
Submit to his urges is something he must.
So this time around his departure is permanent 
Lack of faith and loyalty was the final determinant.
The damage he caused cannot be rendered,
So his visitation rights he has surrendered!
So leave this land I say and never look back
This is the path you chose I hope you can stay on track,
Cause travellers have memories of the lands they have stained
But the land only remembers the one that remained!


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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

What is it to see the soil of home again?
A welcome, snow-struck and a return
To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn.
We converse in broken tongues to men

We know, hooked on holiday language
Comprised of wandering hand signs.
Collect the car and pay parking fines,
Drive through towns and over a bridge

Until we reach the Western gateway.
Oh when will we arrive at our house?
No camels there, only field mouse
Which are eaten by our cat anyway.

The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning
Through the stretching, pealing sky,
A knife through air; what it is to fly.
Our travels over; a new day is dawning.


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Healing Hands

A long, lost dream lay dormant for many years 
Beneath a constant sea of delays and indecision
Stuck in a routine so unappealing to my spirit
Hours spent in self indulgence became the norm of each day
It did promote team spirit however, did nothing for my famished soul
At break of dawn, the alarm clock would sound, 
Anger stirred deep in my soul; hindering my commune with God  
Then along came Holy Matrimony, or so I thought it was 
Graciously, light revealed the cobwebs that draped my life
It was then, at that crossroad where clarity and strength revived  
My inspiration, one consolation, an angel sent from above 
In defining ways, she would teach me what it means to truly love
With no expectations, no remuneration, observing in awe and pure joy
It was no accident that I found my lost dream in yesterday’s ruins 
These gentle hands are blessed to heal, love and give care 


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Unspoken Love

She saved herself from pick up lines though she looked vulnerable
She's sooo lovable her heart definition could ruin my poetic abilities 
You cannot put a price on her she's not billable
If only her lips where adjustable my soft poetry would define her inabilities and weaknesses for the mute to scream happily ever after  
She's untouchable i O you an explanation
Her tears tattoo broken spirits uploaded on instagram
She's no twitter baby though followers invite themselves its unbelievable
I could throw nice verses in our conversation but i'm afraid i'm love blind 

I'll tell you more about her if you ask me....ask me nice


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Dream on

 DREAM ON 
 
I dream on, from my dome to my chest
to my toes and to the tips of my palms. 
We dream on, in the land of the free,  
but where freedom comes at a cost and 
sacrifice for others the achieve their dream. 
  
I dream on, flying over an icy mountain top,  
To the sweat taste of lemon drops,  
To the cool relief of mist burning over a  
desert black top as I brain storm lessening 
to heart beat of my favorite song.
  
We dream on, from the top of 
lonely tropical island hill top  
to the sit and the smell of a breath
taking Forrest and to a falling
sun afflicting a shining sea
that is the best part of the day 
I rather spend ending enjoying with a beautiful
woman... the sit and the breeze. 
 
Poetry by Keith K. Relf


Details | Limerick | |

Dream World Star

I desire to enter the light of the dream world Where everything has hope, so I may get the girl The stars all shine above Giving off a special love Nothing is as bright as the star that gives a twirl
Russell Sivey


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The Wine version of my drunken enemy

 I was falling, falling---- falling asleep I fell deep, so deep a deep mirage of sleep I gazed deep into the mirage into a tiny crystal ball where circling there were the remnants of a dream I saw my friend my best friend, I remember - - He said, I’ll be with you until the end of times. And there were times and there were times. When he lured me to the lion’s den And there were times and more times when he saved me from the lion’s den. I guess he is my friend and my enemy. He forgets me, besets me, upsets me. He sets me in perplexing places. He lets me make mistakes that father time never erases. I clean up his many messes. HE places blame when he points a finger at others for the scars in his life and on his face for the taste of blood in his mouth. He obfuscates and negates his mistakes. He inflates others with blame. For shame!!!! he is my friend, so why must I hide that he shames me again and again. He forgets me, besets me, upsets me. He sets me in perplexing places. He lets me make mistakes that father time never erases. I clean up his many messes. He chased me with a sword He tried to choke me with a cord. In my dream I cried I scream --- I scream Lord kill my enemy From heaven God began to shoot. Boom he shot him in the leg Boom	 he shot him in the arm Boom he shot him in the gut Boom he shot him in the head My enemy is dead and I appear at Heaven’s gate. I think as I wait – what is wrong? uh oh - - I was my enemy all along.


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Beauty of Dreams

Alleviate painful images here Special box of dreams in a whole new world Time doesn’t move along, it seems to stop Dreams run supreme, anything else gets hurled Weird and strange things seem to rule in dreamland Only what you make true is prevalent You design your dreams uniquely at night It moves dynamically, it’s solvent Beauty is in our eyes brought on by dreams We signify this realm through our minds eye No craziness that can’t be described here Dreams bring life to darkness, you can’t deny Overhead is the dream of hope and peace Like a brush with love on the endless path You open your heart and let dreams on in You never understand any dreams wrath Possibly night reaches deep in your head And begins to paint a lovely picture Dreams hollow darkness out brings in some light And life seems to grow from dream’s sound fixture
Russell Sivey


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Get out of my Heart

I lay, dripping, soaked within a dark sweat,
seeing and hearing your soft voice abet.
I want to run, to leave this merciless realm,
but you pull me closer, without a choice at helm.
Get out of my dreams.

I miss you, but I hate you, every last memory.
You taunt my every being, you’re all that I see.
I see you in the crowds, or when I’m all alone.
You’re here and there, on your heartless throne.
Why couldn’t you stay?
Get out of my life.

I hear your laughter and see your beautiful smile.
Once so beautiful, now helping others with guile.
You’re now decayed, withering into shallow dust.
I loved you so much, and never again will I trust.
Get out of my head.

Tears I weep, when others aren’t around to see –
I remember the days, the months and years I bleed.
I try to forget, and to hate you and your choices.
But all I can hear are these damn forgiving voices.
Maybe I am what you proclaim me to be.
Was I really that monster, that demon you see?
I hate what I love and love what I hate.
I try to erase our past, and to claim it our fate.
But I can’t let go, you’re all that I hear and see.
I wished you could have loved, that loathsome “me”.
Get out of my heart.


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How Dreams are Born at Fifteen

Fifteen days of living I blew bubbles
Bubbles pearlescent in the sun
In hope and love I blew you bubbles
Ephemeral, floating, glorious sun loved bubbles.

In my act of creation, exhale air
Life held close in the bubbles 
Uh-whoo, uh-whoo, here’s life to live
I blew you bubbles for you to catch.

Leap and snatch we played bubbles
Bubbles so airy we can hold and spray
A bubbly world of shimmery beings
Floating in the wind of our wake.

And at the end of the pliant and fun filled day
We dreamed of bubbles, leaping for bubbles
Watery, airy bubbles floating, flaring and caught
and held within our hand a bubble, a bubble  smashed.

And oh how silly we seemed to break our play
Open up our hand, find within a pearl
A soft shimmery white pearl of life
And let it fly away, in the breeze, like our dream, free.


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Dark and Mystical

Darkness my realm of forever seals my place.
A world that delivers my minds perfect face,
Remarkably my fantasy I cannot tell a soul.
Known only in the recesses of my minds goal,

A shadow follows my every move each night.
Now more than ever the moon glows so bright.
Demons not exactly, just my dream contrite.

My dream is to be announced upon a star.
Yes to be exclaimed upon universe so far.
Sealed and granted upon mystery flight.
Taken freely from my unglamorous sight,
I am the one that centuries have sought.
Calling for my dreams, nature never fought.
All upon the night, fantasy continues to grow.
Listen to the eve of darkness, you will know.

written on
03-31-2014


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Through my Glare

My face in these eyes;
Shining towards the sky all the time
My shape is a novel with thousands of chapters.
My hair is a forest of thoughts.
My eyes are decades of worry.
My lips are opened door. 
My ears receive the howls of the wind.
My nose is a statue looking for lost spirit.
My body is too weak as Hercules was not,
My heart is arrested there searching for freedom.
My back is affected by the past as an ancient wall.
My hands are wings of bird have just escaped from a trap.
My feet are quickly driving me towards the future.
To nowhere I’m running without fixed level. 
I’m sentient enough with my semblance.
***
My face on the mirror;
I watch a tidy man’s scene with many interpretations.
Have a gaze at; it is deep and brightening.
Realize the motivation:
What really goes on with this reflection?
There would be no disturbance;
Just give that white pen.
I will write about your beauty.
I would show some reality about this mood.
How mysterious are the man and I?
Do not take us with you in this heat time,
Do not push us inside your dreams.
You will see such dusk,
Due to the night is so dark.
And I’m just a night bird.
***
My face on the murmuring stream;
Wet and dry, it is alternative all the time.
Do you like this race?
All this vitality is carelessly being wiped away,
Looking forward the oblivious chair
Who has the key of stopping the tragedy?
It is forevermore, a simple destiny-
Not imagination but messy
It causes a bit horror inside the iron core.
What is beyond the mountains?
The needles in the smooth path are confusing the soul.
The soul is still running wild under lovely trees.
Trees are inside scary jungle.
Though, there is an exit.
I’m fixed in my way,
And I’m fixed in my way.


Details | Imagism | |

MY FAMILY DREAM

With in cave of hurts and failures in my life
With steadfast love from my family, 
none-like the bushes of Zabera
Adding the belief: "the God's love, a bounty"
I will mimic like that of a monolith

Thus having a family, my big dream!
Beginning from a hovel of trust and love
Flexible to transparent changes of society
Withstanding current pressures and treachery 

Non-expectant of prestige and honors
Anticipatory only of one productive family
With all I am, I'll try to be admirable
Soon, my life will be a family focus

A supportive, savvy and caring wife
A loving and affectionate mother
God as our ultimate great center
Love forever, our endless robust expression

By
1:24 pm
02/25/2014

CONTEST: A MISSED POEM
SPONSOR: DR. RAM MEHTA
9TH PLACE- TO GOD BE THE GREATEST GLORY
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Details | I do not know? | |

a response and a situation

What will you do if love abandons you?
And your heart drowns in a sea of despair
Will you see life from a different view?
Or you will think that it is just a flare

What if you sleep and never awaken?
Will you think that a dream is better than life?
Or you will like life being forsaken
And a dream is your new, eternal wife

What if you lose your emotions?
Will you weep with the weeper?
Or sail in deep, wild oceans
To discover emotions buried deeper

What if you lose your eye?
Will you still be able to weep?
Or just stare at the cloudy sky
And watch the drops of water sweep


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The halo effect

If there is one thing I remember
It is what life told
Just open your eyes
All that glisters may not be gold
So who is to blame and whose fault I hold
The halo effect, the one in disguise
Manifesting deception in front of thy eyes
Treat one different because of their look
Why read? Judge the cover of the book?
But you do read others because they don’t have the look
If you understand, how long has it took?
The halo effect, we magnify a trait
Condone the flaws, we magnify a trait
Attractiveness, is this what you mean?
All this talk, my perception a feign?
What I see, aint what it seem?
Huh, thanks for this, as well as that.
The halo effect, my mind was hacked. 


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Life Bubbles of Joy

~The fount of life’s bubbles having a desire to be, becomes many bubbles 
of love’s own state or desire to continue. Life bubbles into four seasons for 
reasons of changes preventing mere human concepts from becoming obsolete 
conservations in control. As life's being bubbles forth holding uniqueness in life forms, each and every  one is remarkable in itself of origin. Many would say, 
"Life is like an assortment of lively bubbles."

~The human species is a dream bubble of the higher nature, “I would Say!” A paranormal dream living in its lower nature pending one's transition into the higher 
consciousness. Can a dream respond against one's own identity as man's 
knowledge and develop a model army of one's own ego; love being the first
impulse? Can an individual formed reply, “Why was I formed thus?” Life bubbles 
are akin to human consciousness, of Love’s paradoxical notion, to be are not to be.

~"We shall today we shan't tomorrow!" Humanity hath not expression of his own 
destiny this or that way, "For human nature hath not yet conceived in adulthood, the 
exuberance of man place in infinity. Love knows not a today or tomorrow for 
love is today and tomorrow, in the bubbling off of shape.

~For life's stream of a human being that persist in shallow government would not 
yet be a person format in full payment by faith in the source, would he? For the now, 
the subject of testimony provisioned of, is the constant guide, people should rely 
on its divine tracks; besides nature's plan guided by divine reference, there is non 
other!

~As for me, I will recommend, support and arise as a bubble of humanity’s 
meaning in life, as long as I have the paranormally significant amount. I shan’t 
exchange nor change my right of authority. I shall provide bubbles of irrepressible 
joy and happiness as they are the paranormal measure; I shall hear of and rest in the design of divine pattern... "I THINK!"


Details | Free verse | |

Living in the Nation

You made a choice,
You broke the mold,
You raised your hand
Now you’re living bold
	Oh, yes!  You did.
	Oh, yes! I did.

You turned your back
On pain and lack.
You said “No, thanks,
I’m not going back!”
	Oh, yes! You did.
	Oh, yes! I did.

When everyone else
Was still asleep,
You opened your eyes
And took a peek.
	Oh, yes! You did.
	Oh, yes! I did.

You saw the path
You made a way
You challenged fear
Now you’re here to stay.
	Oh, yes! You did.
	Oh, yes! I did.

Mama said “NO!”
Daddy said “No!”
Sista said “No!”
And so did your bro.
	Oh,yes! They did
	Oh, yes! They did

But you turned your back
On mediocrity and lack,
Said “Oh, no! This is it!”
I’m done with  trouble
I don’t miss pain
I’m looking for joy
Personal growth and gain.
	Oh, yes! You did.
	Oh, yes! I did.

Yeah, you turned your back
On sorrow and lack
On worry and grief
On fear and blame
You took the steps
You  fought the fight
Then you stormed the stage
On Saturday night!
	Oh, yes! You did!
	Oh, yes! I did!

You had a four step plan
In the palm of your hand.
You fought your fear
Courage brought you here
	Oh, yes! It did!	
	Oh, yes! It did!

Now you’re happy and bold
You broke the mold
You’re living large
Fighting the fight
Taking your cruises
Changing your life 
You’re done with the bruises
	Oh, yes! You did!
	Oh, yes! I did!

You’re soaring now
Taking life higher
Nothin gonna hold you
Did what we told you
	Oh, yes! You did!
	Oh, yes! I did!

The warmest of the warm
Came along for the ride
Shoulder to shoulder
They stand by your side.
	Oh, Yes! They did!
	Oh, Yes! They did!	

Mama said “No!”
Daddy said “No!”
Sista said “No!”
And so did your bro.
	Oh, yes! They did!
	Oh, yes! They did!

You know it don’t matter
Roaches gonna scatter
You got  new familia now
Go on, take a bow!
We got elevation
	Heart elation
We’re all one family
Livin in the Nation!
	Oh, yes! We did!
	Oh, yes! We did!
	



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TO THE HEART

Heart...
I feel you beating thready and weak..
I feel you murmuring me to stop..
I feel you throbbing softly aghast..

Heart...
Why did we trust and give in so fast?
We should have guessed things doesn't last..
We should have been careful for things casts..

Heart...
Will you get some more little rest..
So long, I do not like you again be on test..
I do not like you more on mess...

Heart...
Follow me, I'm above you..
I know which one is better for you..
I learned from past and present blues..
Indeed, I'm knowledgeable enough for the cues..

Heart..
I speak kindly to you..
Kindly mind me once..
This the mind pleading and speaking...

By: olive_eloi
sept. 16, 2013
4:48pm


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Last Sonnet



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

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


Suyash Saxena 
St. Stephen’s College.


Details | I do not know? | |

Lost a Dream

Lost a dream did I,
the only dream ever had I.
How happy would I,
happy on my wedding day
if ever had I,
a diamond on my finger.

Lost a dream did I,
the day he proposed to I,
I looked at him in the eye,
and said I wasn't ready
he cried to I,
I'd regret it forever.

Lost a dream have I,
the only dream I ever had.




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Biography of A Dream

=============================
Biography of A Dream 
Arabic Poem by: Abdulsadah Al-Basri
Translated into English by:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
=============================
At... 
The end of the first decade 
Of the twentieth century 
The sun bathed in my father’s eyes 
He kept flirting with her 
And flirting..
to draw a dream on her silken rays   
A dream accompanied him all his life.
 
 In the fourth decade  
 He got married 
To build a nest in the heart of the countryside, 
Then begot a little bird 
Two  
And three   
Taught them how to fly with love 
Over the waves of the river 
And how to long for the bread
Baked in the outdoors tandoor 

But .. 
In the eighth decade of the same century 
He departed overwhelmed by grief
Over a dream
That would never come true
Never 
Never 
Never!!!
--------------
 Translated into English by: Em. Prof. Inaam Al-Hashimi
 * Abdulsadah Al-Basri is a poet from Iraq
 


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bucket list of wants

Tons more I wish to do, Much more I want to do, Before I am laid on the pyre facing the sky deep blue, Much more I wish to do………. I want to scale scary heights, I want to bungee jump without any fright. I want to travel rough terrains on bikes, I want to make it through forests and go on long hikes. I want to wander singing songs, I want to sing about how I mended my wrongs. I want to be creative again , I want to write about my joys thrills and pain. I want to pour my heart and passion in my works, I want to write verses & haikus without reactions knee jerks. I want to take many a calculated risks, I want to learn from the entire process without shortcuts or fancy tricks. I want to contribute for a good cause, I want to give without siphoning material or emotional dross. I want to untangle messed up issues, I want to wipe off tears with empathy laced tissues. I want to work on taboo subjects, I want to solve regression of y on x. I want to listen to my music loud, I want to pen my work in a place far from the madding crowd. I want to sow seeds and many a plant, I want to bask in sun rays that into my room slant. I want to drench in the rains, I want to make paper boats and sail them in the drains. I want to pick up from the ground and smell fresh wet earth, And then joyously have my speech filled with mirth. I want to boldly write about myself only for me, I want the world to know me & my mind as they will always see. I want to meet often the persons, who mean a lot to me, I want to be able to emote my passions and feelings of love and glee. I want to be happy about just any small thing, And all this I want to do before the last breath to my nostrils I bring. Facing the blue skies on my funeral pyre, I want to be on the best craft my soul can hire…. All this I want to do very soon, Before sets into me dreaded gloom. But the life I live is taking its toll, I am yet to get out of this oblivious hole. Time is just right to set aside, And take a ride Fulfill my wants and dreams that I nurtured in me to grow, And I had put away sheathed in a cocoon of time many years ago. Now I don’t want a moment long, And I will do what I want and sing my own song, And do what in me I let grow, Many, many years ago.
by: Sashi.Prabhu


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nothingness

 
~~ at night my spirit, sinks into sweet nothingness . . . I seek peace in sleep. my dreams like falling snowflakes . . . each an image to treasure. ___________________ September 3, 2014 Tanka Submitted to the contest, Just One Tanka, Alfred Vassallo Second Place


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The Puzzle

I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.


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LEARNING HOW TO WALK AGAIN

Returned...no home and shaken by the past
Awaken lonely and reduced to quick sand
I try to stand up facing Fate once more
Indifferent audience then... Now? a silent, curious watch...

I feel my arms again against a stronger will
to grab the dream and get up off this wheel chair
that blocked my Soul and stole my years away
and turned a dream of roots into a no-man's-land

I'm seeing so much BEAUTY I can even fly
I don't need legs or stretchers to peek and see it - the Above
In closing eyes the liquid turns to ground
I walk on Happiness as crowds will only pray..


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The Settlement of the Four Ligures

The stones slipped through the great fingertips of God
Each ligure staked its existence on the four corners of the universe
The quadrivial region began to spin and pull into a sphere
And pathways revealed their footholds 

The fourth ligure bravely landed in the midst of history
So that one day the future settlement of the second 
Would be moved by the last—by the past
Suffering much it stayed
Manifesting in incandescent words
Thrusting evanescence upon the weak
Selfless, it's sorrow would move the merriest
Would move the unmovable

The third lies in the profound valley of mystical guardians
Star-recruited, they are the very light above the canvas of gray
They embrace the stone—are inspired by the stone  
The very reflection of their creator was evident
Upon their unremitting glimmers
Unafraid to stare the others down
Motivated and construed by the glower of death
Eyes move fixedly beyond the simple vast

The second ligure rested upon the shoulders of invisible martyrs 
The hopeful power it planted on the sufferers was unbelievable
For spectators used their disbelief to cover their ever-placed envy
They never were part of the battle—they merely watched
Always seeing truth
But they never quite absorbed
Like a rock hitting the water
The inevitable fate was to fly and sink

The first of the ligures settled in the very reservoir of Satan himself
Even the very heart of the devil is marked
Though rebellion embarked  
The cold stone landed upon his naked bosom
He despaired not to the pericopal truth the gods had bestowed upon him
He merely despised it
But wished not to lose it
For such a stone to fall upon that dark corner—he felt pride for the gracious wound

In truth, there are twelve ligures of stone 
And four were dispersed, dropped into the universe
The last eight the great Eternal wears upon his breastplate 
And only He can re-move these ligures

-July 20, 2013-
-For Shadow Himilton's Any Subject Contest-
-Thanks for the inspiration-


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Introduction

hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.

angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.


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Watching Me

It was midnight and my dream was shattered
I fell into darkness
A nightmare
I was sinking, drowning, dying…
But then I heard the laugh of a child
Carefree and joyful was the music of her lips
She smiled and suddenly I had the urge to fight
I slowly climbed out of the shadows and emerged in a hall of pale silver
“Where am I?” my heart was racing as I asked the question
“Look around into the pictures,” a gentle voice replied
Nobody was there
I let my eyes adjust to the images scattered about the room
I strode to a photograph in a golden frame
I saw the child with a babe upon her knee
They sat in an empty room with chords scattered about, the walls stark, the light blinding
The picture gradually came to life
I watched for a bit as the child slowly rocked the babe
Tears laced the eyes of the young girl and the baby fell asleep
All was silent as the picture faded
I paced in confusion as I arrived at the next illustration 
I gazed speechless as I saw the child sobbing
She knelt and I watched as she screamed at the sky, shaking her fist in raging fury
Beyond her I saw grass and trees in desolate shades
She pulled a small necklace from her pocket and placed it on the broken ground 
The only extravagant color I saw was that of a red rose which she placed on a polished stone
The colors swirled and I knew it was time to move on
The pictures I had seen thus far left a nauseating feeling within me
I didn’t want to journey on, but I heard the comforting voice once more
“Three more pictures… You’ll soon be finished”
I knew then that it was my place to take another step
I stumbled slightly and fell before the next portrait
I saw the sky cluttered with a river of mist and the amber rays of the sun
“What is this?” I inquired curiously
“Take a look,” the voice answered
I peered once more and took a sharp breath
I saw a gate and a man with dark hair standing at the entrance
The baby from the first image was carried by two figures
 Clothed in pastel garments with radiant beams of light circling their heads
I knew where I was, but it was not where I wanted to be
Not yet
 I stared at the beautiful spectrum
My head was pounding and I abruptly drew away, breathless
I closed my eyes then opened them to behold a teenage girl 
Quietly I realized it was the child from the previous pictures, now grown
She faltered helplessly until she fell, crashing to the ground, chains holding her down
“No!” I screamed, my voice echoing in the stillness
The frame that held the picture fell to the marble floor of the hall
“One more picture…” the voice retorted sternly, “You must see this!”
A woman appeared before me 
Gathering me up in her arms, she placed me before a long golden frame
I steadied myself as she stepped back
I looked at the frame and found myself staring at my reflection
“What do you mean by showing me this hall?” I asked, a tremor in my voice
“By showing you these pictures, I am depicting lessons of life” The woman answered softly
I looked at her incredulously
She continued on in explanation, “Follow me back to the first image”
She grabbed me by the hand and led me to the picture with the empty room
“In your lifetime you will be blinded by tears… keep your innocence”
I felt myself trying to comprehend what she meant but she rushed me to the next frame
“You will experience sorrow, and despair… but you will cope”
She gestured to the rose and the necklace, then gave a soft smile before leading me on
“While you do well in life, others will die… yet prosper eternally”
She smiled in awe as the baby in the picture was placed into the arms of the man
The woman 
“You will struggle and you will fail many times… but you must keep trying”
She chided me and I felt tears running down my face
Slowly she turned me towards the glass mirror
“Do you understand now?”
I nodded my head slowly, and quickly realized what I had seen
“That child in the pictures… who was she?”
I whirled around and found that the woman was gone
“I understand…” 
I slowly awoke and found the sun peeking through the shadows of the dawn
“It was me”



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To live, flightless birds

A single branch, clawed and pecked, fickle and straining,
Lonely Nestling and father, paw and peck at their home
Lonely branch, spasms in the wind
Nestling and father paw and peck, yearn and whimper
These Flightless Birds, on a fickle branch

Young nestling skitters to the branch’s edge
Peers over on to sightless depths
Shivers, ruffles withered feathers
Spreads tousled wings
And loosens fast aging down
Stretches till overgrown talons graze the edge
Like endless days before, Craning aching neck 
Eyes devouring the scene with a famished hunger-
And whimpers
Turns to father and warbles in longing,
A sight that speaks of flight
Dreams of swimming amidst the clouds
To leave
-slightest breeze carries words...   
to live

The father, neck cramped, tilted, eyes swivelling to and fro
Cooing and cawing, talons pawing
A slight breeze, decrepit feathers hauled away in swarms
A forlorn sight that reeks of abandoned dreams 

Warbling, cooing and cawing, pleading and pawing
Pecking in apprehension, neck swivelling to and fro in exasperation
“To leave father! To stretch my wings
Lift from them the smell of rot and loss
To fly father”

“To fall! To fall, and to die!”

-Wind whispers,
To fall, to soar, and to live
Nestling shuffles to the edge, 
Settles down amidst aching joints and a teetering ledge
Peers down onto sightless depths
-they bellow to him
To fall, to fly, to Die!
Fall and flutter amidst a shower of feathers
Cramping wings crooked and futile
To swirl into freedom carried by the stench of inevitability
To fall, to fly, to die
Little Nestling whimpers, nothing so glorious about death
nothing so glorious without flight...

Whimpers, shuffles forward, talons pricking oblivion
Ruffles feathers, settles down
Nestling wavers, branch bending
Rotting down tickles his beak, claws dig deeper into branch
Eyes feasting on sightless depths
Endless fears...
They scream to him
To sit, to dream to fly...
To sit, to dream of revitalized wings
Stretching across the sky, an unveiling of freedom
The shattering of chains every morning, with a stretch of wings
The exercise of freedom
to sit and dream
to live

to sit at the edge of that tottering branch
creaking and bending under a restless and aging body
peering over into the sky, where fickle wings will not go
and with dreams, with dreams lift off this branch
and fly, where body cannot
and live


Details | Senryu | |

Follow Your Dreams

Follow your dreams Or they will become extinct In the scheme of life
Russell Sivey


Details | Quatrain | |

Choices To Face

I have some choices to face,
But these are not my decisions to make.
God told me what He wants me to do;
He said, "Listen, Son, I have a plan for you."


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part VI

Water licks your feet
Far cry from the beating sun
Desert sand to sea


Details | Epic | |

The death of Syria

              
                    Slaughter in Syria by the pound
                  The rebels take their place under ground
                  Shell shocked children in a school of fire
                 Assad revels in his twisted desire.
                  The armies of the Bear unleash their goods
              Assad  taking his anger to the neighborhoods.
                 A world in sorrow a place of death
                   the people of Syria take their last breath.
                 The world is a stage in a tyrannical flood
                  the smell of death the rivers of blood.
                The flight from horror is a fanciful dream
                 for the people of Syria nights filled with screams.
                 The leaders of tomorrow should now take heed
                 for the rebel in the streets are a different breed.
                 They die for their country they die for what's right
                  they cry out for their freedom to the Heavenly light.
                 What will be the outcome in a future so bleak ?
                   for peace and love is all they seek .

                                                By Larry Hays  
                                                                                                 
                 
                 


Details | Pantoum | |

Heading for a new Home

"Everybody deserves a change in life and hope for a better one....even a pebble" Heading for a new home now I am sinking down and down, touching the aquatic plants around got to reach the bottom somehow. I am sinking down and down after creating a ripple in water, got to reach the bottom somehow hope this life will be far better. After creating a ripple in water a life without any ripple till date, hope this life will be far better past was something want to forget. A life without any ripple till date under the scorching heat of sun, past was something want to forget until you picked me just for fun. Under the scorching heat of sun a new life was a dream for me, until you picked me just for fun I am into the deep blue sea. A new life was a dream for me, touching the aquatic plants around I am into the deep blue sea heading for a new home now. ========================== Placement: 6th;(August 2011) By:kashinath karmakar Contest:A Poem,Please Sponsor:Constance La France


Details | Alliteration | |

One Among Many part 2

I live in a place striving for sobriety surrounded in alcohol looking for happiness trapped among our very own sadness. I hear my people’s laughs and I hear my people’s cries, but most of all I see their dreams because their dreams are my dreams because we remain not against each other today as enemies but hidden friends united through culture, language and blood. I laugh with my people and of course I cry with my people and I fight with my people but most of all I continue to dream with my people. I know who I am and where I am from to know where I been to still hope to where I am going to go. I feel darkness engulf not only myself but also almost my entire reservation’s race, no matter mixed or not because soon our culture and language will have no face without any more light to shine upon it. I know where I lived and still live to know if I will truly go where I truly want to go in life before I have my one walk with death. I know by a long shot that I am not the best but by a close hit on the reservation’s target I could be better. 
I take a stand against self to stand against others to better a worsening crowd of many young lost indigenous souls waiting to be unknowingly found and waiting for something similar to what I’m about to write. I take a stand for self so that others know that we aren’t all lost and we can and will be found with the true hope of no one’s but your own. I take a stand because my brothers and sisters wont, I take a stand because now days most the people around me or within me can’t or don’t know how, I take a stand for the children who don’t have a father and mother as I once had, I take a stand for my unborn child almost here, I take a stand for courage because within me is filled with fear, I take a stand against because the alcohol and drugs within me now I just can’t stand, I take a stand for those around me who cannot stand, I take a stand for a culture dying on its knee’s trying to get back up, I take a stand for the forsaken yet to be forgiven self-stand.
 I patiently wait, lying away in the darkness searching for light even though I can see the light I just don’t know how to get on thy path to the light. I am not alone, I know for a fact that I am not alone in my thoughts and feelings about life on earth here. I can see our pain, I can hear the hollers and screams, I can feel your anguish and I can smell our destruction. I walk through the reservation valley of darkness as if I am but a blind witness to our own destruction upon where many of us go unknown truly forever in depths of time, in the depths of death.
 I know that I cannot give in or give up on a dream of a people’s dream where the buffalo in our young hearts and minds may roam around free and where the wolf warrior chief may rise above all odds and become thy greatest modern day warrior, the people seek him, the people crave him, the people need him, the people need someone to rise if not geographically the worldwide mentally.


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A Vision of Existence - Baby Style

"A Vision of Existence - Baby Style" my eyes blink within a cushioned comfort zone fingers and toes cling to tender warm insides I tend to dream of bicycles when I birth flesh and bone or a pink doll house where a loving family abides. my swimming skills are limited as I lay in Mommy's womb one day I'll jump the high dive at the beach in a few months I'll push my way out of this vacuumed tomb to taste sweet fruits; my favorite will be peach. I dream of running round a baseball field on a sunny day or jumping rope or riding skates with friends sometimes, I wonder, how Mommy will hold me in her special way how Daddy will teach me great things where learning never ends. I know I'll have a nursery room with toys and books and games in the corner an awesome truck with cool fender am sure my parents are hard at work browsing baby names but I will have the last surprise revealing to them, my gender. *For Unborn Baby Dream by The Scribe


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Unborn Musings


I dream of my mother's face In her arms a sweet embrace Murmured words I want to hear From her lips I hold so dear... I know nothing of men's wars Or the pain of closing doors I don't know the color of my skin But know the heart that dwells within..... Still innocent in my unborn ways I dream of living peaceful days Some love to hold me by the hand And a friend or two to understand... >center>


Details | I do not know? | |

One Billion Rising

Today we rise.

No more hiding in the shadows,

of culture,
creed,
tradition.

No more silent complicity,

defensive arguments,
sickening pretences,
shabby excuses,

for the actions of men,

brutal and coarse and vulgar and obscene and murderous and abusive.

Today, we rise,

as one.

Today the change starts,

with me,
within me.

Today we rise.


Details | Haiku | |

The Dream

I had a good dream
I wanted to remember
Could not remember

Good dream so I thought
Took an internet dream course
Now remembering

My memory came
Somethings are best left alone
Scared me to death


Details | Quatern | |

The powerful silvery stardust

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


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Good-Bye - Tears of Life

My last tears of life, I wipe from my eyes , and throw to the floor
My first tears of death, run down my cheek, for Eternity : Evermore

My last breath of life, I exhale, as the Darkness of Death  : envelopes my Soul
My first breath of death, where the flames of Hell make me FOREVER whole

              My last dream of life, is My first Dream of Death

                                             To Be Continue
     YOUR Liege ALWAYS and FOREVER, with LOVE…HG (Harry)


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SUNNY WEATHER DREAM lyrics for Halleluja contest

                                      SUNNY WEATHER DREAM

    There was a child --who had a dream,
     Peace gave his eyes a secret gleam, 
     But no one thought he had a chance to do much,
     And every day he went to school, his teachers were some awful fools
     But still he tried to keep it all together
     His heart beating:
     Sunny weather, sunny weather, 
      His heart beating :  sunny weather, sunny weather
====================================================
     The boy became a man one day
     The dream was safely tucked away
     Though no one thought he had a chance to do much
      Kept his nose clean-- to the ground, sure his life would turn around
     There must be Someone who holds it all together!
     In the distance:
     Sunny weather, sunny weather, 
     In the distance:
     Sunny weather, sunny weather
====================================================
     The world was heavy --time’s were rough
     And all alone life seems so tough
     Still no one thought he’d had a chance to do much
     But he stayed faithful to his song, Did more right than he did wrong
     tried to keep his life and loves together
     And he longed for :     Sunny weather, sunny weather,
     How he longed for:  Sunny weather, sunny weather
====================================================
    And then one day he fell apart
    His precious dream escaped his heart 
    Still no one thought he had a chance to do much
    But every day the world made war, the body count piled more and more
    He drifted off as helpless as a feather
    And his soul grabbed
    Sunny weather, sunny weather, 
    sunny weather, sunny weather
====================================================
    There was a dream that had a man
    Proclaiming peace in every land
    Though no one thought he had a chance to do much
    The ragged tune a little blurred but was a song that children heard
    Rejoiced that he had kept it all together
    Now the world sings
    Sunny weather, sunny weather, 
    Now the world sings:
    Sunny weather,sunny weather


January 20, 2013
Contest  Lyrics for Frank




Details | Prose Poetry | |

FOR ALL THE TIMES

 
FOR ALL THE TIMES You want to say so much, but you’re afraid to get hurt again. You find it hard to explain where to begin, All you have is yourself that keeps you Protected in your silence and pain. Too much struggle has left you with so many scares, That it has become difficult for you to know Which one is deeper from the other to measure in life? You want to say so much, but you’re afraid to get hurt again. So many sacrifices in life you’ve had to give, All that you have left is nothing to surrender too, But to believe in what fate has given you in return. Love was once a dream you thought you had, But now it has become an empty space With darkness all around you. You want to say so much, but you’re afraid to get hurt again. You try to pretend to yourself that there’s hope, But it has become a stranger in your deepest thoughts, And it blinds you from the truth around you. You shed your fears in tears filled with moments of sadness, But all your Life has been to you is a big disappointment, And still you hold on to your dreams. You want to say so much, but you’re afraid to get hurt again. There are so many beautiful moments to share Where there is more to life then wondering alone in the dark, All you have to do is disapprear into the wild and look For that one dream you have been searching for so long. Maybe one day God will make your dreams come true, For all the wonderful things he has created you for.


Details | Cinquain | |

Cinquain Again 6

Dream of 
cotton candy 
and ticker-tape parades 
when we finely win this grievant 
long war.

Do it! 
But how can I! 
There has been no training, 
no understanding of what I 
must do.

One pie? 
Just one little pie? 
Means I will have to share! 
W.F. give Gary some apples 
to bake.

A dream 
my lad, a dream 
oops.. such a dream could kill 
and I would never wake up again 
never!

Next one 
to post a cinq 
might just be the winner 
of this free-for-all traffic jam 
maybe!

Eat out 
again tonight? 
I thought we could cook toast, 
some Blue Bell ice-cream and ketchup 
on toast!

Mm mm 
is such a hard 
word to rhyme. I can’t thank 
of any word that will rhyme with 
Mm mm.

Yum seeds 
won’t grow in Fall. 
You have to plant them soon 
before the sun grows too warm in 
Summer.

Gardens 
still wait for heat 
and sunlight to shoot out 
their buds and tender young leaves 
up right.



Huge grin 
is on my face 
as I think about you 
sitting tall in the audience 
with pride.

Yourself 
ourselves, themselves, 
we are all the same inside. 
We are full of beans and filled with 
hot gas.

Addict! 
I have rats in 
mine. Did you say attic? 
My mistake, must be getting deft 
or old.


Details | Quatrain | |

Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!


Details | I do not know? | |

The Canvas of Night


The Canvas of Night


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


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


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




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


and my being is infused with feelings of hope,


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




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





Details | Imagism | |

Embrace

They ride the good dragon-cloud towards warm light
While wistful wind was a wrongdoer on the hollow hill
Wrapped woven from the wounds and wrath`s night, 
The wood will wear white woolly witness of the windmill.

Hoarfrost hitch-hikes and hoists with hoarse hood,
Drumming beat of hobble of the army`s fatal feet,
Far away from the glow-worms of their childhood;
Friends fumble the glassware where they might meet.

Falteringly frogs of fancy jump towards the lake’s glass; 
Orphan souls sit on the steps of hope in winter`s time
They scrutinize the frozen sky of hope to find the rhyme 
Of the verse from the other side they want to happily pass.


Details | Narrative | |

Worry Not

I re-dedicate this poem to my sweet friend, Stephen Pettye, who is full of power and strength as he travels this lifetime in a number one status to reach the goals of his full inner growth.  This poem is to help clear his path along the way:

Take those piled up worries And let your troubles go They always go back and forth In our minds to and fro On a clear day With no clouds in the sky Cast you worries away Leaving no questions to ask why Giving more time to count blessings And be thankful for what you’ve got It feels so gloriously wonderful To truly and completely worry not Just clear your mind Away from all thought And enjoy the great feelings That fill the space you’ve caught There are messages to read When the clouds are out That’s when we’re given Something to think about On a clear cloud free day Leave all worries behind Well that’s what I do To clear my mind Yes, it feels good To be worry free And to leave it all With the one Almighty So when the sky is clear I will always worry not And thank our dear Lord For all the blessings I’ve got Florence McMillian (Flo)


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.


Details | I do not know? | |

I'm Letting Go

Far beyond the edges of my reasoning a beautiful dream stood…waiting to come true
A dream erected up from cold dusty earth to the searing proximity of the sun
A star like dream, one built from hopes, aspirations and wishes
One whose light is drawn in and out from other stars
In its shadow lays the memory of soft spoken goodbyes and gentle kisses 
I have led my life on the side lines too afraid to repeat your mistakes
See I learned the hard way what not to break
The shattered pieces of her heart lay across the living room floor
I have learned also then how to find my way across the battlefield of broken vows
Because growing up when you’re being pushed back and forth between
What you got and what you wanted makes you question
The truths that are your foundation
You start to see cracks in the, ‘I love you’s’ and ‘I miss you’s’ 
And notice the fractures between the, ‘You are my worlds” and the “I can’t live without you’s’
See this father is why my heart has no door even to let me in
Because I live in the consequence of these lessons that you teach
But father know that you are a dream among dreams
A dream whose quarter is rooted in reality
And whose walls I built an inch from fantasy
You are a dream whose ends touch the circumference of the hole that you left
Your razor blade edges cut the inside of my mind and shows up as scars in my personality
But you kept my world and heart from falling apart
Now you are gone…


Where he used to be, God please put a new morning and the fragrance of cherry blossoms in
Spring, let the sunshine in and with it reasons to smile, let me hear the laughter of my
soul and give me PEACE
Amazing, calming, PEACE where there was none. 
Amen


Details | I do not know? | |

Where The Purple Flowers Fall

Have you seen where the purple flowers fall? 
Near that house of Broken Glass
That is Where the purple flowers fall
Near that house of Shattered Dreams 
Movements of the Wind 
Move the glass from Dreams 
Where the Purple Flowers Fall
Never Ending never slowing down 
Never Giving there dreams away 
To the unwilling 
Souls of the forest 
Aligned with the Spirit of the Wind
Where the Purple Flowers Fall
Forever to the willing 
She who is in control 
Of all things living 
Walking Through time itself 
Yet Weary she is 
Moving slowly Among the trees 
The house Of shattered glass is her home 
Where Dreams reside
There She dances On the glass
But her feet do not Bleed
For she Dances on Dreams 
Not True Glass 
For some Dreams are Jagged 
Life life 
Life moves with her Like the wind 
Like water 
Like Earth 
But not like Fire 
Fire burns and destroys
She would never Destroy
For all she can give is life and love 
Yet she has no name 
She has no need for names 
For she is The Purple Flowers that Fall 
Never ending Always there 
Yet there are those who want her Gone 
They fight her 
with there machines 
Yet she finds the strength to go on   
To Grow where others Burn
She Spreads life 
Forever wanting 
Dreams are whats in the glass 
As your reflection shines back at you 
I to wish to see my reflection in the glass 
In the Jagged glass Of that house
Where the purple flowers fall
Forever and always 
For dreams never die 
The live longer 
Then we ever will 
They were here before 
And will be here after
Long after we are gone 
I wish to Dance On dreams 
To be the flowers that fall 
To be with her forever 
Where the Purple Flowers fall 
Yet there is no plant from which they fall 
They Rain From the Sky 
Always Falling 
Always Wanting 
Never Ending 
For Each petal 
Is a Dream that joins her and the glass 
The Glass is the dreams that never come true 
That is when dreams become the Glass 
On which we all dance 
You me and her 
Where the Purple Flowers fall 
Where we Join hands 
And Fall with the flowers 
Onto the the Shattered glass 
on which we dance 
Waiting for our foot to Peirce the Glass
The dream that wasn't lived   
And Live it 
Always And Forever 
We Dance on the flowers 
Of others dreams 
This is where i would like to go 
To see my reflection In the glass 
And to see purple rain fall from the sky 
Where The Purple Flowers Fall




Details | Imagism | |

MAGIC LANDS

MAGIC LANDS

It has been months
I have not seen you

I remember those moments
When you and me spent in content

All the lights were closed
Our regular breathing on pause

We said our first hi's and hello's
Looking straight starting a glow

We shared some more thoughts
Unminding the time though

You hold my hand in between yours
My Fingers voluntarily entwine yours

It is like a dreamy wonderful night
As if you and I are the one in cite

I picked one soulful song
We stand and dance along

Indeed, we had some fun
Turning the dark into a sun

You are from our Dear God
That time seems a magic lands

By: 
olive_eloi
8:11pm
02/03/2014
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Details | Rhyme | |

Death

There is no introduction needed : I have met my Death Before
With Thunderstorm’s cloud colour  Eyes, With Skin : The Oil on the Shore
 Ebony hair, screaming in the Howling of the Wind : A Voice You  can’t Ignore
A Face the Colour of Midnight on a Moonless, Starless Night : Living : Nevermore

With Thunderstorm’s cloud colour  Eyes, With Skin :  the Oil on the Shore
Siren Voices, inhale the Soul into a Universe, a Void of Emptiness : Evermore 
Calling me to Open the deep, damp, dreary darkness of  Demons “Death Door” 
The Songs Sung, Alluring to a Blacken Heart, Psalms and Hymns, Forgotten  Folklore

Ebony hair, screaming in the Howling of the Wind : A Voice You can’t Ignore
Whispers the Eternal Death of Life : Hair strangling : Redemption Forevermore
As You  Dream of the Light of Life, I Live the Dream of DEATH, once More
Do I know, Of LOVE and LIFE : I think not : as a Lonely Eagle :  “  I SOAR “ 

A Face the colour of Midnight on a Moonless, Starless Night : Living Evermore
Can I escape  the desolation, the Black Hole of Eternity, Will I  Ever see  “ LENORE "
I am not Afraid of : “ YOU  “  “ DEATH “  You’re a Lion without a Mighty Roar
There is no introduction needed : I have met my Death Before


Details | Lanterne | |

Day and Night (Spanish Lira)

I dream in cover of night
Yet, often times I dream by the light of day
You come in darkness and light
Guiding the steps of the way
To a place where we two are free and will stay


Details | Light Poetry | |

Where The Sidewalk Ends


today I think that I’ll take a nice long walk 
to where the sidewalk ends
and look to see and imagine what adventures 
may await me

when I grow up and become a man and move away
to where I don’t know
but today I will have to stop where the sidewalk ends
wondering what is out there in the world to see 
I can only imagine what adventures await me

will I go on to school or maybe a college some where far away
perhaps the military is what I will do
and see the world beyond where the sidewalk ends

or is marriage in my future and then become a dad
will I marry a girl as beautiful as Janet Light that would be nice
or will a single life be my choice not to be married at all 

and live my life alone and travel from sea to shining sea 
 but today I’ll just stand and stare out there from
 where the sidewalk ends and then I’ll walk back home

I think I can hear my mother calling me
perhaps tomorrow I will return here to where the sidewalk ends
and wonder again what is out there waiting me

Dennis H. Davis
Poetry contest  "Three Gems"
date written Sept.10, 2010


Details | Acrostic | |

On The Track

Being on the roll bring them a thought of eloquence,
Exempting the fact things in the giant tournaments,
Inside of which lies the origin of originality and dexterity;
Nexus, so true of either being alive or dead
Gentle souls, to be, should stay on the track.


Details | Epithalamium | |

The Soul Shatters

The soul shatters upon death. Sentience fractures into a million variables that swirl chaotically into piercing eyes that melt into the color sadness, spinning into galaxies that shrink to the size of ants and you twirl in a blender of being for eternities until finally, at long last, something sticks. Perhaps it may be as simple as a strand of hair, nonetheless all possibility spins around it, flashing contradictions of rainbow transparencies, empty solids and polka dotted space, continuing until a second hair joins the first, clutching to the nothingness and refusing to move. Soon thousands of hairs arrive and synchronize above a scalp unto a face, torso, limbs… materializing ever faster… and at once you are born. And just as the memory of your trial and error experiments and prior life evaporate, you embrace the arms of a stranger, gazing into her eyes, hung between this world and the next… sobbing in a fit of omniscience, in awe of your hard earned shape.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/15/2013


Details | Limerick | |

Husbands Are in Heaven Whose Wives Scold Not

All night I dream of life without wife,
Peaceful and heavenly, without any strife .
No scolding, no nagging,
Like ‘sake’ I’m having.
Alas! Its morning and gone my life.

Dt.  23/02/14


Details | Ballad | |

NOW OR NEVER


I am small never been tall..
I take risk but i scare to fall..
I put my heart as well as my soul..
Ultimately and completely my all...

They said i have a big amazing heart..
What they don't know it's only like a quart..
I love the character and the art..
These all that i always regard..

Hugs and kisses are for free..
These are simple gestures, for free..
I do not want nor need any fee..
Wholeheartedly, i'll be doing it with glee..

I give as much as i can give...
I love as much as i can love..
All i know is that i have only one life to live...
Whatever, i desire to do i will now...

For if i may not do it now...
There might come a time..
I will regret why i did not do...


Details | Couplet | |

A journey to a world of fantasy

Accompanied by a heavenly choir chant I dance. Shortly divided from the world of silence. I dance and dance, along with other lonely souls. An absolute veneration for the creator of joy and sorrows. Despite the sole of my feet bleed, I stay careless. And the exquisiteness of the red ornamented my flesh. I can feel the insistence of happiness to gain. As of being hypnotized, I ignore the pain. Oh there is life more life in this fantasy. Life that a poet could only manifest in his reverie. Fortunate, grieved, splendid, dreadful. A life that's full.


Details | Imagism | |

LIKE A VAMP

I stand infront of a mirror...
Beholding my reflection in an hour..
As Slowly, I am amused to devour..
I notice changes more and more..

Have I grown old that fast?
Stressors and problems that pass
I sighted it's effects that may last..
I do not like to gush and rush..

For I want to enjoy in as much..
Tic tac! tic tac!, says the clock..
Don't get stuck, Don't get stuck..
Liking myself from a boulder or a rock..

Though a wind flows strongly aghast..
There's assurance it will not break or crack..
outside, I wanted to be like that..
yet inside, nothing but a soft firm lass..

Good or bad experiences, I have..
Not that I don't care as long as I'm love..
I don't want to rough but definitely tough..
Fearless yet Heart-full like a vamp..

(C) olIVE ELOISA
cONTEST: A POEM YOU HAVE NOT ENTERED #5
sPONSOR pOET DESTROYER
8TH PLACE


Details | Free verse | |

Life

Is it a dream?
if so, what yet dreams it?
does it dream with such fervor that it ignites the stars?
does it dream so skillfully that the dreamed think it the dreamer?
does it dream with a will of such power that the dream remains even after the dreamer has wakened?
such a mystery shall not be revealed by time
as time is a dream of the dreamed


Details | Narrative | |

The Song Of David

Enlighten days have past
He comes excel in all, so he thinks
"I am greater than man,
I know what ignorant man does not.
Come to me for knowledge unsurpassed!".
He points to the blue heaven,
"Where is thy wisdom? For I know all.
Where is thy command? That makes the ground shake
And brings forth water that lives?"

At the great gatherings,
He flocks the shepherds, blind, mute and deaf  
He answers to the multitude of questions
He asked the shepherds, "but what are thy questions?",
“I know not what do ask a man of your wisdom, but what  is a dream?
What is life?” asked the young herdsman.
"I know not what you speak of", said the Man.
"I only know what i can feel, touch and see"

"A dream is dream that passes us by, like gentle breeze of fresh spring.
Life holds all things mystery and doubts.
Shepherd knows to flock, not life or dreams".
"The shepherds are those who are humble, noble one", said the herdsman
"The blind cannot see, the mute cannot speak and the deaf cannot hear".
"Who are you preaching to? Silent and amaze, the man looks on.  

"If the blind could see you, 
They would say, 'look here is the man who tried to humble the blind
For they can see what others cannot,
If the mute could speak, they would humble you!
And if the deaf could hear they would shamed your wisdom".
"Was I a fool?" said the Man "or are you not that young herdsman?
Who knows nothing of life and passes his days tending the sheep's?
What could you learn from such simpleton life?"

"Life I live is simple indeed, 
No one knows that the shepherds are those who protects the weak"
"Nature is a friend of the shepherd; we sing the song of David
And rubs the olive oil to our young sheep, to keep away the flies".
Insulted, the man's fury turns over to the young herdsman
"Nature? Protect the weak? The song of David? Flies?
How can nature befriend a lonely shepherd? Protect who?
Song of David the Shepherd who became the king? 
What flies would harm the young flocks?"

The young herdsman smiled at the frown face of the man,
Left without a word
The blind, the mute and deaf ignored the man.
An unyielding shame kept the man humbled
He wonders why the young herdsman smiled about.
He came about a bridge and crossed the rocky roads
On the hill top he stood 
And saw the young herdsman singing the Song of David.


Details | I do not know? | |

Hands of Time

Often I dream what my life would be
if only other choices were made;
if only…
what?
How wonderful to turn back the hands of time.

Often I dream to soothe ill I may have caused
if only those mistakes weren’t made;
if only…
what?
How wonderful to turn back the hands of time.

Often I dream to mold the future as I wish
if only I’d thought of that sooner
if only…
what?
How wonderful to turn back the hands of time.

Often I think how thankful I am
For a life that’s been so full;
for…
What?
Everything.


Details | Rhyme | |

As God As My Witness

The Life Quixotic is still Chaotic, 
Still despotic while Tyrants rule. 
Joy, it seems, a thing of dreams
When I wander like a Fool. 
Eternally internally profoundly confused- 
Searching for Time far better spent 
In a Mind I find unfit- MISUSED! 
A wish to be Omnipotent...

*Favorite Poem Old/New Contest Entry
~JustThatArchaicPoet


Details | I do not know? | |

My Love

my love...

my love blossoms amidst the thunder

across the oceans and the beyond the seas

my love reaches out and touches

the moments of bliss as the loneliness flees

my love is simple
with profound feelings of yearning desire

my love rages within
the furnace of this aching heart's unquenchable fire

my love basks in the warmth of the knowledge

that in the spring it takes root and it will flower

my love breathes in the light fragrance

of her hair after her warm and delicate shower

my love remembers drowning in her eyes

of those ethereal moments frozen forever more

my love recalls the fleeting ticking of the clock

each minute apart stabbing at my very core

my love she knows I need her so

for she needs me just as much

my love she sprinkles light flourishes of her sensual touch

as my love for her continues to ceaselessly grow

my love reaches down into the crevasses of my of being

my love for her is held onto deep inside

for in the coming of the cold ache of seperation

my love settles between the folds of her heart, for 'tis there that my love for will reside

my love like an eternal dream caresses me in wakefulness and in sleep

and that is the feeling that I shall cherish

a feeling of love that has settled in me 

a feeling so pure and a feeling so very deep...


Details | Quatrain | |

I just found out the truth

I just found out, that once the road ends Love will not wish to dance There, where the road ends The day stops hence! A road as curly as life With twists hidden in its carafe In which the coffee becomes faith And the aroma gives strength I just found out, that there may be a vision Yet, it is mere illusion Meant to brume our reason Coming throughout whatever be the season! I just found out, that once the road ends I shall have to rely on my own hands Pray, show me the way, oh long road Show me the way through the miracle of a word!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

What do you do with your DAY and NIGHT

I live the day to dream the night
As I dream the night to live the day
I work the day to rest the night
As I rest the night to work the day
I pay the day to gain the night
As I gain the night to pay the day
I give the day to earn the night
As I earn the night to give the day
Life is all about time
As time is all about day and night...

(c) 2011


Details | Free verse | |

Within the far off landscapes of a dream

Within the the far off landscapes of a woven dream
where the mind crosses the void of rationality
into surreality
and the imagination flows
bends and winds like a mountain stream
that we sail and journey upon
through the curtain of the unconscious
to release our deepest hopes and desires
that transpire
drawn from the rich tapestry of life.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


Details | Ballad | |

FACT: MISSING YOU

The fact that i am missing you...
I feel happy but a little blue..
I wish you and I are near..
That each time I feel like this I'll go rear..

The fact that I miss you..
Each corner of the room I glance, seems you are present..
I am owed by Your awesome presence..
I despice the truth of your absence..

The fact that I miss you..
I will find a way to reach you..
By e-mail; by phonecall; by going to you..
For this way, I might be with you..

The fact that I miss you..
I will reminisce some memories we have..
Of the times, we are sharing joy and love..
May we be blessed more by God above..

The fact that I miss you..
I will wish and whisper a prayer for you..
I want you be safe and be happy as I wil..
I will manage that by these I hugged you...

By: olive_eloi
Aug.25, 2013
10:23pm

Dedicated to:
All the persons who i miss....


Details | Free verse | |

All Powerful, Broken Boy

Stretch and string me to a crucifix with barbed wire.
Display my failures and shames.
When you cast the stones, you cast them away as well.
And when I die, I will just come back new. Stronger.
My man Jesus knows what I mean all to literally. 
Bonded by the phoenix we burn as brothers.
Perhaps of the same kind in more ways than one.

I’m drinking 
Drinking
No more
Drinking some more
Drinking paint thinner.
I swallow blurred lines and let the smoke burn orange in the night like the relentless spot light in my cerebral cortex.

Smoking. 
Smoking cigarettes.
Insatiable lungs are getting heavy
Smoke more. More cigarettes to numb the senses. You appreciate the breath you have left that way. 
Barnyard, winter 
Shivering hand 
Quick smoke in Kansas,
After a quickie on a front porch in Georgia.
Smoke screen, blanket. 
I just like to keep cozy.

Habits or weapons?
I destroy myself but, I’ll be damned if don’t kill my pains and demons too.
I might even live.

All powerful
Broken boy
Perfect heavy hearts
Good intentions and the angels fall to a false hell. 
Hell is in earth and in our heads so, we've already been there. 
Confident in a dim room with shades on
Little to no company 
The smell of marijuana and hope
Hide the red glimmer of knowledge in your eyes.
Lone wolves roam back alleys 
Built for convenience
But, sometimes they become short cuts to gasps of clandestine exposure.

I am the world.
This world belongs to me.
Mission to hold it in hand and make it tangible.

Commence. Transmission over.


Details | Rhyme | |

DREAMING

A dream is something to try and strive for
A dream is something that could be more. 
They say dreams never do come true
But they are wrong, I say they do.
What is a dream if you can’t achieve it
What is a dream if you don’t believe it
Please dreams never go away, I want them to last
Dreams are also lost thoughts from our past
I dream of memories that are past, or experiences to come. 
Too many dreams, I just need one
I sleep so there for I must be a dreamer
I love Jesus so there for I know I’m a believer 
So many dreams of mine are unwritten songs
To which I've known the words all along
Dream till the night, has no more dreams for me, 
Sometimes I wish I was living in a dream, So I can feel free.
Free from the limits of reality
To me a dream you keep, 
It is important that every time you dream you seek.
I dream of  today, which is good for tomorrow, 
And when I think of yesterday, it’s only a memory of happiness and no sorrow.


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 | ABC | |

Someone Elses Life

I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.


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Three Dreams

As a child I had recurring dreams
Of Indians, death and gorilla themes.

The Indians rode on painted ponies,
So real they seemed, they couldn't be phonies.

Turned out they were real and scouts to boot,
My Dad was tapped out, ain't that a hoot!

The gorillas were loud and right outside,
I cried to Mom, I had to confide.

One morning she woke me and said "Listen up!"
My gorilla was only two bird dog pups!

But the worst of all was my dream of death,
I was dying or dead and couldn't catch breath!

Just how would I die and when would it be?
Turns out I'd have to wait years to see.

Mom said, "Never fear, for Jesus is here."
"Just pray to The Lord, and keep Jesus near."

Soon the dreams faded, gone from my life. 
Understanding my dreams, had lifted my strife.


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Dreamer's Disease

Written August 5, 2011


Why don't these constellations follow me
Smash-up mercy disease
When you go outside to find the light
In the middle of a cold dark night
Is when I'll ask if all your dreams are dying out

You only got one dance left to rid this dreamer's disease
Hey you over there
Do you give up more than you give
All my friends keep breaking down in two
Is there really any reason to live
When you can only get as much as you give

Davey lives at the end of the sea
So sink on down and look him up for me
And when the curtain's falling
Morning's calling
Won't wake up you got the dreamer's disease
Won't wake up you only get what you give


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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Godzilla Dreams

Godzilla Dreams



My little dragon is growing up. I do believe he’s just had his first crush.
In his cave with a sign ‘To Enter, Beware’, are Godzilla posters everywhere.
And he talks about her non-stop, all day long, Godzilla this, and Godzilla that.
This morning he mentioned contacting her so…Yes, he wants to bring her home.

Now, this did not make me a happy song, Dragon and Godzilla, together in my yard!
I sat him down to explain, his precious hopes, were only pipe dreams, in any regard.
The only communicating, he had done, is talking to TV screens and horror shows.
The Godzilla he saw, and the Godzilla he’d find… might be two very different kinds.

Like with any kid, this did not go off well, for he packed his bag and flew to Tokyo.
Yep, as you guessed she’s a treasure there… and a great big whooping movie star.
Every time he tried to talk… she blew him off, so as not to disturb, her next photo op.
But suddenly she became very interested in him; he’d be the new bad guy in a film.

She trounced him left, and she trounced him right, but never did he get a talking line.
She pushed him here, and she pushed him there, till he fell hard hurting, everywhere.
The buildings he landed on had sharp edges, till cuts and bruises were his final fate.
Then payment was a single kiss, lack luster at best, yep, a really fake movie star kiss.

As promotional time came around, again, he was pushed away, from every newsman.
Now our dragon is very self-centered you know, so with tears in eyes, he came home.
For days he moped around the house, as we all took turns… trying to cheer him up.
I got him his own photo layout in a magazine, the talk show circuit ruled supreme.

His heart was broken, but he’s a spirited thing, with lessons learned, important things.
What we dream, and what we think, we want, are not always the reality given to us.
He was just glad, to finally be home, and to leave the movies and Godzilla far behind.
He may not be the kindest thing, but he’s loved by all, and here the kisses aren’t fake.

Here, his faults will be tolerated as he grows up, yes HERE, he’s family, to one and all…
He’s back to the dragon, I did know, as we sit at the lake, in time out… What else?


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If I die before I wake

As I die he will be with me,
I fell in love he had the key,
And always knelt on one knee.

My last thoughts are of him, 
As the lights go dim,
Life circling on a rim.

All at once we are apart,
The taste is so tart,
It all hits me in the heart.

You are left to live,
My heart your captive,
There is nothing to forgive.

My cheeks blush so shy,
With a tear in my eye,
As I start to die.

Fear not for I am well,
As many up here can tell,
It is not quite hell.

As I look from above,
kissing the forehead of my love,
I wonder what he dreams of.

I look at him so fondly,
his lips curve so grandly,
as he sleeps so soundly.

I'm like a hummingbird fluttering over his bed,
I wish to be with him but I am dead,
My life over and has fled.

I fear for my love for he is kind,
Strong handsome and well lined,
But now I leave him way behind.

Finding love is like a quiz,
Never knowing what it is,
He needs love from a heart as strong as his.


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MARY, THE FATHER'S VIRGIN

Still,
Of her father
Even after hair in her armpit
After her four years sojourn in our citadel
With puberty wearing her a beautiful toga
She remains in the shadows of her father.

Of a Mary, 
The father’s virgin
Slim, willowy and parrotic 
Energetic, ever vivacious with life
An Amazon of a kind with a flawless curvature
Still, of her a Polyglot not a bigot

Her 21st years day was under his nose
She can neither sneeze nor 
Cough of a man near him
Still tied to her father’s umbilical cord     

She is not Virgin Mary 
Of the Joseph the carpenter
But Mary, the Father’s Virgin
I laugh only to myself 
As I dream and await the day the
Holy spirit will commingle with her 
For her holy pregnancy

Mary, my Mary
Remembering my voyage 
Of innate curiosity to her
And my emotional adventure into her life

Then, only then
As an innocent dare-devil teenager
Yet, I could not unlock her truest life
Oh! She regarded it as teenager’s world 
Of lesser emotional journey

Then, and then
My dream to fly her like an eagle
Was dwarfed by her 

But for many, the father’s virgin
I gave up not
For I like ‘morrow’s dream
Than the history of the past.




Alayande Stephen T.
21st of June 2007
10.15am


NB-Still in Iba, meant for Funke Mary Izobo, 
A friend still tied to the Apron string of her father.  






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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


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I Hope You Know I'll Always Love You

I am what you call a hopeless 
romantic,
But im also a lost lovers cause, my 
heart belongs to another
Yet in my head a love triangle starts 
to form, the girl I love doesn’t love 
me
She holds the heart to another and 
mine caged to the floor,
She isn’t afraid to fight for what she 
wants, not even when it comes to 
leaving another man torn
Trust me she’s happy, as that boy 
holds her heart ever so close
Seeing what I shouldn’t I smile as I 
wear my blind fold,
Blind to everything around, lifeless 
staring into air
My train of thought running so fast, 
the second I stop you’ll hear a crash
Derailing my hope, for ever finding a 
love so pure & rare
Wishing I could hold the hand of the 
lover who stole my flame,
Wish I could change the last days in 
which we parted ways,
Realizing now that we can never be 
the same
Finally saying it out loud as tears run 
down my face
You stole my happiness, as I walked 
away that day
But it’s because as of what you said 
I guessed I changed,
Now every relationship has just be 
the same,
No one can seem to bring back that 
flame,
Because a love likes ours comes 
once in a lifetime
Well at least it does to me,
But I mean you’re happy with who 
your with 
I mean I only wrote this as I heard 
exchanging “I love you” flow from 
each of your lips.


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sleep

s- is or the slithering sound youre tounge makes when trying to think, the star in the 
moonlight sky that catches yur eye, the sight you once seen and will nevr forget in yur 
drems as u follow up into quiet peace.
l- is for the light that makes the magic happean so you cant deny stareing, the laughter that 
makes u giggle and want to shout out at the same time, the love that is shares and brings to 
yur heart
e- is for exciteing, the exciteing heartrenching dream you soon encounter while trying to 
hold back yur giggles and smiles while trying to close yur eyes and sleep.
e- is also for the extravagent and endless memorys and journeys you once fullfill in yur 
dream, the encounter of ones hopes, and sights never seen or forgotten just rememberd.
p- is for the people you meet in yur cloud, the peole you see and remeber and once loved or 
are trying to think about all the time and every day until the day u see them again it seems like forever.
also the places, you travel so beutiful, and detailed, only created by yur mind, only yur mind 
can see them and noone else can but you, pictures, that will last forever as you take trying 
to capture all of those memory's by casting a photo here and there, but youll never find 
whats in yur dreams unless you just sink yur heart into one sync of yur own creativity and let 
go of everything and just lay in still peacefull silence as the wind sweeps youre tight muscles 
and acheing pains away, far away to the very botom of yur soul, let yourself dream, let 
youre dreams cast you away, let yur heart dream, just fall into a quiet sleep forever where 
only you can dream away and forever fall into sweet rest.
just let yur heart open up wider then yur eyes can see, just fall into loveing paralyzeing sleep.


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All I Need Is You

I don't need any money,
I don't need fancy shoes.
I don't need to buy happiness, 
'Cause all I need is You.

I don't need expensive clothes,
I don't need things to choose.
I don't need five-star meals,
'Cause all I need is You.

I'm smiling here so wide;
I feel like I'm brand new.
Today is the start of something big
'Cause all I need is You.

My soul is eternally fulfilled;
My heart is being led through.
I don't need anything else,
'Cause all I need is You.


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Loves Dream

Do you ever think of us
And wonder what went wrong
Are you in anothers arms
But feel you don’t belong
Was I someone special
Am I ever on your mind
Am I in your memories still
Or was I left behind
We almost had it all
I thought we’d make it all the way
But someone else’s hold on you
Just wouldn’t let you stay
I was the other woman
Always waiting by the phone
The one who always had to hide
Who spent her nights alone
My time with you was not enough
But still I can’t forget
For you will always be the love
I never will regret
Sometimes I still cry
For wondering where we went so wrong
But still I have this dream of you and I
That keeps me strong
That we share one more precious day
The way we used to know
And when I hold you in my arms
I’ll never let you go
And if this never happens
If my dream does not come true
These words I’ve never spoken
I now want to say to you
You’ll always be the one thing in my life
That was so real
I loved you then, I love you now
And I know I always will.


By Raina Hutchins



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The Sound of Silence

As you breathe in and out, you hear nothing,
yet when you listen, you hear everything
The thoughts in your mind, the pain in your body,
they're set free, only to be caught and trapped soon enough

You savor the feeling, wondering what it is, what's happening,
when nothing is happening, only silence

You listen, searching for something.. but what?
You hear nothing but a tiny little roar in your ear..
a roar that if you listen to, could speak a million voices

But it doesn't, it speaks only one language,
a language we all know, just don't care to speak

It could clear an ocean, or mop a floor,
but with it, you feel safe
It's an outlet for you burdens, letting them roam free,
out of your mind, and into the world

You're in a place where nothing can hurt you,
and then before you know it, it's gone

The pain returns and deep down inside,
you can still feel the silence
You can still hear the roar,
and you hate yourself for losing it.

But you know it will come again soon,
you feel like you need it, like it's your own medicine.
And you know how to find it.

Silence is everywhere,
in the loudest of places, all you've got to do is look.
It's like a shadow, you can't erase it,
and all you need to find it, is a little sun.

You don't even have to search,
all you have to do is listen, and you can hear,
The Sound of Silence


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A MYTH AGE IS

 A MYTH AGE IS


Old age,
A myth is,
A myth, I solemnly 
Swear, 

FOR

As long as we live the
Dream of love,
Young,
For ever, young,
We stay!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
   13 February 2013


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The Dream

Sensations is the word for the entire treasure, And life is what allows to say That feeling every single pleasure, Makes people find their dream away. And in that dream they put desire, And they put hope for every scent, And all the senses we admire And never let their will to bend. The so called peace that all we need, The so called light we're searching for, That's what the dream is for indeed That's what we all have dreamed before. And when the light's about to reach, And when the peace it's on it's way You feel the kind in every speech And bless you find in every pray. The blind can see the stars that dance, The deaf can hear the wind that sings, And every whisper is a trance That makes even the rocks find wings. And when the dream is no more pain, And all the chains are no more doubt, You know your heart contains a stain And that the dream is love about. 01/13/2008


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Cherry Blossoms

The silk like blossoms

That bloom in the night time air

It captures moonlight


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A GIFT FROM THE SANDMAN

Tonight as you close your eyes
You will feel the thrills of childhood rise
Things you thought you’ve left behind
Will come back to fill your mind

The beauty in very simple things
The wonder that innocent joy brings
The magnificence of the first day of spring
Like a magical ride on life’s glorious wings

Forget the burden of the day
Problems from your mind shut away
In dreamland come and play
Tonight everything will be okay

A sprinkle of dream dust is cast on you
Enter the world of dream anew
Let the child within you see the view
A gift from the Sandman to you


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Lost a Dream

Lost a dream did I,
the only dream ever had I.
How happy would I,
happy on my wedding day
if ever had I,
a diamond on my finger.

Lost a dream did I,
the day he proposed to I,
I looked at him in the eye,
and said I wasn't ready
he cried to I,
I'd regret it forever.

Lost a dream have I,
the only dream I ever had.




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Click clacker

I use to dream of a click clacker, a little wooden toy, you'd bend it back and forward, the bands changed on each side. There were 8 sections to this clack clacker, joined only with interwoven ribbon, two stripes on one side, and one on the other. I never figured out how it worked, how it changed from one to the other, but the reoccurring dream about I had about it, haunted me for years. The object of this dream seemed, to balance each block on its end, making a tall tower, once all blocks stood complete. I'd stacked and I'd stacked, time and time again, they always fell down, so I had to start again. But it was what happened to me, while this was going on in my head, each time they fell I'd feel sicker and sicker, a deep sick feeling in my stomach. I'd wake in massive pain, curled up in a ball, tears flying everywhere, sore head as well. I had this same dream, for the good part of five years, each time it would end the same, because I could never stack them all. Then one night, I stacked them all without knowing, I was so use to failing, when I went to get another they were all gone. I've done it, I don't believe it, a sense of relief covered my mind, a bright light appeared, and the dream was gone. Back then I never knew what that dream was about, why it haunted me for years, what was the point of it, but it was over so I didn't care. Now I think about it 25 years on, I think it explains who I am, even though life knocks me down, I refuse to stay there, I get up and fight on Contest: any poem about dreams. - Destroyer ~ Poet M.Mahauariki © 2012 2nd Place


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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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It's Simple

It's simple.
We make it much more complicated than it is;
Just live.


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A Concert For Death In My Symphonic Life

At night I like to look to the sky and remember the lost ones by whom I'm inspired The angels Rena, Toni, Jeromiah, and David all showed me something, how can I repay them? My heros whos lives, troubled like mine yet never once did they ever fail to shine even as they thought they mattered not I noticed the love for the life through they fought every time they woke from the bed until one by one, my heros, fell dead When I remember, even though, ago long, I look to the heavens, and sing them a song. I feel them smile, and clap for another I give it all my love, like I do Teddy and Randy, my brothers who pulled me out of the hole in my head and gave me the strength to carry the dead into my concert, a symphonic life for its what they give me, when we get lost in the night.


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Eyes of night and daylight

Dreamy girl
Wide eyes of night
Shrink within daylight


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Questions

Bobb Marly
30 April 2011 3:20 PM

Is it the end or the beggining 
For He is the beggining and the end

Is death life and life death
His death brought us Life

Is reality a dream 
We dream of His reality

Is He in us
Are we in Him

We question for these answers
He answered for our questions

He died for us
We live for Him


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The Dream of Life

The purpose of living isn’t all just giving
But receiving back in return;
It’s a two-way street not always so sweet 
When lessons are meant to be learned. 
The dream of life is struggle and strife
And love like it has no end;
Every moment is a double edged sword
Where enemies might become friends.
The potential’s inside to laugh or cry
At the weariness time invokes;
While appearances change what’s really strange 
Is fear on the other side of hope.  
And children playing in complete abandon
Immersed in the here and now;
Jesus said be just like them 
But we missed the message somehow.  
This life is a gift, a mysterious lift 
From out of the who knows where, why or when;
All that is real is the love that we feel
And all of the pain when it ends.
Although nothing’s ever final they say
Because the universe is a gigantic mind;
Interwoven and interconnected throughout 
The fabric we call time.
Dark and light, black and white,
North, south, east and west;
Opposites attract and interact 
Like wakefulness and rest.
The dream of life is to see this life     
Deeper than oceans lay wide;
From cradle to death we tend to forget 
Our home is the boundless-ly beautiful
Starry skies.  


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Nepotism's Only Kin Deep

Chip off the old block;
        It runs in the family.
This all needs to stop
        In our meritocracy.

Titles through ages;
        A generation’s game.
Lordships by bloodline,
        Some things need to change.

Birth won’t denote skill;
        It keeps people out.
Mobility’s lost
        When money they flout.

James Caan can shove it,
        And let workers in.
Nobles move over,
        Let our time begin. 


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Turn On The Love

Turn on the love to motivate me;
There's no energy on hand.
When work to be done is shadowed by rest,
Remember you were saved by a crucified man.


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The Candide Within

“This is the best of all possible worlds I hear, and you’re the master of your life”,
But when you count the closed shut doors, and look around you for a window,
Turn a rubik’s cube around and play with empty running rivers.
Mere stupidities and bottles with clichés will smear, right across the empty floor,
Tremble stupid kid! For cold, is just your empty sensation of fear.
This life is a wondrous gift, you’ll say; a challenge for the mighty heroes.
The good Pangloss in blood and flesh could not resist his own ideas.
You run and jump on sharp and blunt spears, to catch a glimpse of certitude.
But gravity, a law of nature, will keep you still in mortar shoes.
“Men have somehow corrupted Nature”, and I corrupt myself with dreams 
But what is hope but a glorious strength, embedded in genetic attributes,
Like aids attacking healthy cells, will disappear. And let it go Candide!
You die a hundred times a year and fear, fear, fear another death, another life,
The grand pillars of values and potent righteousness, 
You dare to believe in their existence. 
It’s like the God you trust, but cannot see and cannot feel.
But do not be shaken, have no fear for this is just your own free will,
Oh Cunegonde of mine, you’re near, and every time I look you disappear!
Sometimes you search the absolutes of universe and wonder where,
Does God exist and what He’s doing when Cunegonde is flagged and raped?
Stumble on the rocky path on orators and chaste priests,
With tongue so sweet and gloried preachings,
But what they do in solitude with sharpen knifes in backs of infants?
Close your eyes oh sweet Candide, and dream away with no restraint,
And watch how all your hemispheres will tremble soaked in darks and lights.
If not your head can imagine life without a shadow or a tear,
You are corrupt Candide oh dear, but this is the best of all possible lives.
You kill even the ones you love the most, nothing is holy anymore.
Just the promise of Pangloss and the dream of Cunegonde.
Merge your coding to save a dear, stop on red, and do not litter!
For your punishment ‘s not in Hell, it is indeed the life you bare.
Pace yourself! In the New World, like a Columbus you’ll try to steer,
Your arms and legs but not your head, for it is damned for it is barren.
There is no sun, or air out here. You strive for breath in empty chores,
At least you have your Cunegonde I hear, but she is just another whore.
Who cursed her love for seven years, but plow your garden cher Candide!
For this is the best of all possible worlds.


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My story live and UNPLUGGED

When I am 90 I will look back and vaguely remember the clothes I wore, the car I drove or the house I lived in. I will reminisce about the places I went, the things I did, and the people I met along the way. My greatest fear is growing old. Not for vanity reasons...I am terrified of looking back and not having anything to show for my life. I will be 29 Tuesday and even just looking back now I only have one good thing that has come from my existence. I want to travel, to gain knowledge and wisdom. I want to be submerged in culture and diversity. I wish only to be open minded and well versed. 

When my father passed away almost 5 years ago, there were people in attendance at his service that I had never met before. Everyone celebrating his life because he had affected them in some way thoughout his time here. He was simple, country, no money...all he had was all he needed...his heart and his hands. That is my one true aspiration... I want to be like him. All I have ever wanted was, when the time came, to die knowing that I too had affected change in the life of atleast one person. Knowing that their life was fuller and brighter and even just a little bit easier because I was a part of it. I don't dream of fame and fortune... I dream of being the type of person my father wanted me to be. Compassionate and kind. I want to understand the world and life. I want to make a difference!


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The World OUTSIDE

As I lay in my mother’s womb, inside
Wondering how the world is outside
Would it be as calm, peaceful and caring
As I feel laying inside, dreaming

In my mothers prayer
“God, bestow peace”, I always hear 
“A Home and education for all”
As she prays not for me, but, for us all

“Give us a world free of hunger and cruelty, 
Where no one spreads greed and enmity” 
Feeling her mind as she prays in the midst of all the hardships
For a world with universal equality and friendship

But it scares me when in her eyes I feel tears
Missing a beat when her mind is full of fears
I get scared at the sound of bombs, bullets and people crying
Because I heard her say “thousands of innocent are dying”

I have all these months dreamt with my mother
Of a place where mind is without fear and we all play together
Go to school and have a clean healthy environment
But, once outside, would I ever get these wonderful dreamt moment ?

I wonder if it would be better if, inside, I die
“A beautiful wonderful free world !!!” I feel its all a big lie
Why should I get a world full of hatred where dreams lie shattered
Where Peace and Humanity, it seems have never mattered

I pray to all of you outside
Upset, weakend by these thoughts inside
Wake up !! Before its too late
Else to die inside would be in our fate……


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Your eyes, your life, your dreams

Your eyes, your life, your dreams..


In my eyes,  the future is a dream
that may come to realization in our present, 
or simply never exist.. 

Always try to live your life day by day 
with whatever you feel, live, see, and love. 
It takes one second for all you have lived to disappear.. 
and your memories to be erased!

Your brain is the key to your feelings, 
And what you have lived and built is part of your life. 
You life is the true proof of happiness
To what you have lived and built. 

Always try to appreciate what you have for the day; 
As whatever else you have, and whatever is left, 
it will be just memories and dreams. 
Memories and dreams from a future you may hold  tomorrow...
                                                                                   ... in memories of yesterday!

Dedicated to A.M.S.


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New Life

New place, New life
Livin' it up and havin a good time.
No more rules, No more excuses,
No more bull, and no more losin'.
It's time to start over now, New job, New friends,
Time to party it up until the end.
Gotta get it right, New place new life.
Let nothing hold you back, and get your life on track.
New place, New life
Livin' it up and havin a good time.
Live it up to the fullest,
Have a blast and enjoy it.
It comes and goes so fast, like a dream
So hard to believe that it's reality.
No more rules, No more excuses,
No more bull, and no more losin'.
It's time to start over now, New job, New friends,
Time to party it up until the end.
Life is short don't ya know?
Now its time to go with the flow.
Cuz it's a New place, New life
Livin' it up and havin a good time.


Details | Free verse | |

The Bird that is Loved and Loathed

It burns and it stings.
It hurts.
More than drowning beneath 
the ice.
More than remaining in a 
kindled flame
She hits and I no longer cry.
Why mother, why? 

It burned and it stung.
The markings remained, 
returned, and were relived
Looking, loving, and little 
known loathing were the known 
ways of living.
Never was their pity for the 
child that cried
Never was their relief for the 
child that tried

You were that lovely bird that 
understood the complications of 
felicity 
Nothing looked the same in 
those dewy browns of yours.
My everbeating would cry tears 
of joy.
The others-they were yet to 
appear.
Caring Mother, o' so fair
 You were that beautiful bird 
filled with care.

The others came and were not 
alone. Their two suitors sat on 
the throne.
Rampage and rage why did you 
come?
I began to wither and wither 
slumping along. So very soon I-
the child of fines- became a 
human raceme. 
The droops of the Lily of the 
Valley became the slumping of 
my heart.
My lovely bird the enemy had 
taken you and the person you 
were is far from near.
For that divine nature left its 
intricate self and you became 
irretrievable my big bird.
All of your fairness died.
With that went my pride.
 
Mother, Mother what moved 
you so? 
Your intense spirt vanished only 
to supplement a monster. 
Mother, Monster and your tar 
filled lungs. 
How did I kill that liver that was 
so, so strong?
The lesson of pain was one you 
came to learn.
My darling bird why did you 
turn?
 
My lovely bird and your big 
brown eyes
I'll tell you once, but never 
twice.
Pain is only a flower for it 
blooms and dies
And a mistake can be killed as 
quickly as lice.
 You dear bird hurt me well. 
Though, haven't you heard?
Weakness is a souls greatest 
strength.
You brought me up, then you 
brought me down.
You haved helped, hurt, and 
hindered my blazing spirit.
A hero in my heart-I left you 
down in your deep black 
slumber. 
Escaping those terrible nights
To go for the town of delights. 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Reality of a Dream

I have felt the bliss, of a daughter’s kiss,
and realize what heaven must seem.
For in all my life, thru happiness and strife,
my daughter’s laughter consumes my dreams.

I have sailed afar, and traveled the stars,
in search of a more beautiful feeling.
I’ve flown by air, for this beautiful love affair,
that sends my heart and soul a reeling.

I’ve rode the train, in search of a domain,
where love feels as brilliant as this.
I’ve swam the ocean, with perfect motion,
yet always amiss to finding this bliss.

I’ve treaded the bush, in Australia I push,
demanding they show me the path to glory,
but I leave empty handed, though I’ve demanded,
a beautiful ending to this tormenting story.

I’ve lived my life, searching for who I am,
and always do I come up short.
I fret and I ponder, for a love that is fonder,
than this love in my dreams I distort.

Still I fail, to no avail, to find a reality as grand,
than the laughter I hear, in this dream I command.
I ‘ve walked life’s path, in search of a resolution,
mindless to an ultimate desperate conclusion.
For a dream is an illusion, a visionary infusion,
a poignant resolution to all confusion – and a dream is just that….a dream.


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Endures

Love floats by,


reaching,
tantalising,
meandering,


tip-toeing past pain,


leaping through walls,
weakening the barricades,


of the most private heart.



Love settles in,


trusting,
searching,
dissolving,


quietly beyond anguish,


erasing the desolation,
soothing a battered spirit,
enveloping the shivering soul.



Love stays, it is true,


love endures, as do you






Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

A Blue Boy's Death Wish

A fragile mind breaks 
Wake upon the rock laden shores
A muffled heart begs to echo
Whispers lost among a velvet chamber

Dusk comes premature time and again
Dropping the curtain on an optimistic sunrise
If you never witness dawn
There is no tomorrow

Always the dreamer aches
Never awake to make real what he desires
The restless corpse walks blind
Dead ends seem fitting for one of the kind

Lost in the labyrinth of strangling vines
Love is the motive and the weapon
Taking root in throats dry from weeping
Sprouts of amnesia in place of smiles
A garden called heartbreak holds onlookers captive
The comfort takes hold, sets in the bones weary of searching
A plea for rest lands on deaf ears

The hollow boy tires of himself
The last request he will ever make
"End me"
Lost and tired
He wishes to be weak no more


Details | Rhyme | |

The Traveler

Where would you be,
if you could choose?
Would you travel
space… or time?
Would you visit spots
around the globe...
or memories
in your mind?
Would you travel land and sea
to places far and near?
Or transcendental ties that bind,
when you could pick the year?
Seas and shores remain the same,
but your recollections fade…
Be careful what you wish for,
‘cause it might come back in spades…
Copyright © 2010 Cole Banner With this poem, I wanted to contrast physical distance and mental (abstract) distance, which we know as time...


Details | Lyric | |

Dream Liberty -- Butterfly Effect

Butterflies quietly fluttering In my soul Transforming my life Morphing into something so unreal So Different, silently beautiful So hidden and lost A fire dances on my pale iced face Lively prancing as each sheds more light The embers glow in your singed shadow Was this eternity meant to last forever? I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty Punishing the dead Can you never let anything go Is it all to hard to see That your bias takes you on a blinded delusion Where all they plunder is hate Terror is a virtue When becoming a king So cut off the strings of my life With your power And you will see the strength of the dream of Liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Awakening

I awoke from a dream I was Dreaming; into a Dream I was  Dreaming
About  “ Barbara Jean “ , the Centre of my Soul, twinkling Stars ; Above
Calling my name; holding my heart, bringing Truth to unknown “ Reality “
This ; Mr. HGarvey Daniel Esquire ; is a Love you can not Escape
Hold Her, Caress Her, LOVE Her  Forever : Each Eon of ETERNITY
Together as One “ Entwined , as One “; to the FOREVER and ALWAYS
                      “ Barbara Jean : “  I LOVE YOU “


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 | Narrative | |

Reality versus Dreams

I start to feel tired and slip to my dreams,
I know much of life is not as it seems.
Reality enters and is part of the mix,
I’m left here thinking what I need to fix?

The dreams become grand but then fade away,
Still they are part of all that I say.
Waking or sleeping becomes a choice,
My heart joins in I can hear its voice.

I know of desires but feel it is good,
I’d try to do better if only I could.
Reality checks in and I’m back to earth,
I see so much beauty but what is it worth?

I want something better but settle for what I need,
The dreams become food for my spirit to feed.
 Somewhere in the middle I recover my hope,
I feel like my fate dangles from a long rope.

I dream of the high wire and balancing act,
Fire is on one side and ice at my back.
I try to find a place where I can be real,
Losing this dream can’t be part of the deal.

The sun rises up and reveals what’s dark,
Dreams appear to set forth the mark.
Dreams shall determine how high you can go,
Which one wins out I don’t seem to know.


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 3-

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

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

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

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

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Lyric | |

Lovely were Those Days

I dream of lovely days,
The day I met you,
The chat we had, the love we shared
Jubilant were those ways.

The moment you called me up, 
Delicious was the tea,in my cup
Terrified were I, shocked and shiver,
Rattled with the waves of happy river.

We talked night and the day,
So much to talk, so new to know,
Sitting by the beach or the bay,
Cuddling by the chilling snow.


Details | Free verse | |

The Atmosphere of Shearing Metal

Everything becomes atmospheric in its nature: 
 the black rock holding open a door to a room with no entry. 
Redemption comes with a price, 
 but it is not for sale here.
Kind gestures mastering no weight,
 and music being played idly through a cracked window. 
Without your bright signs, or the screams of the unlucky who await within,
 there would be no patrons of your dead hostel. 
But we come for the screams and we come for the signs, 
and we come for the music we can almost hear. 
We are almost soothed and almost relinquish our personal peace
 for the greater apathy to reign.
 I am here with you darling,
 but you cannot even feel my touch. 
So gentle in nature, so tenacious in your attempts to learn. 
So blanketed with dream trees and angelic harps that sound only in your ears.
 This is my gallery to display the despair we call art. 
Lack of emotion and childless mothers abound.
 Come in, he says, Come in. 
And on and on they stream.
 With no tears for the dead, 
the brothers that we left by the side of the road.
 Too gentle in their tenacity.
 No ability to further progress in this procession of the damned, 
observed by careful observers from behind the glass.
 Cracked and broken and without a place to conceal their eyes.
 I am trembling in this wake,
 but I grasp your hand and we march on.
To great nothingness, 
 to empty years of needing some way to be free. 
Clanking glasses and shearing metal break my mind and bring me back to you.
 Where are you?
 And how are you going to take me away from here?
Here, where dream trees’ boughs bend and snap beneath the snow-covering.
We are burying the infants who have passed from this world to the next, 
 we are smothering their little mouths and tearing out their eyes. 
We must suppress the screams of the innocent,
 lest we believe we have a place with them. 
Follow their stoic departure and wish with our minds’ whispers
 that there was somewhere we too could go.


Details | Rhyme | |

Buried Dreams

I dig deep,
to hell it seems...
to find a buried broken dream.
I lean into the shovel's blade,
and hit a promise long since made.
Sweaty brow and blistered fingers,
my adolescent fear still lingers.
I grasp this dream,with fingers bent,
and think about the time I'd spent.
Then just a boy, now old and gray,
life, how it quickly slips away...
I lay my dream out on the table,
like a candle nearly burned,
but not before I try once more,
with wisdom slowly earned...
With hindsight 20/20,
and a mirror looking back,
surely now my mind,
can separate the
fiction from the fact...
Copyright © 2003


Details | Ballad | |

TRUST

TRUST

Trust, you are hard to earn?
Seems, you are also tough to discern?
Can you or will you be learned?
likewise, can you return?

You have been hurt, i too have been..
You are afraid & scared, i am too...
You have dreams, i am too, don't you know?
You aren't ready, i am too?

We aren't in hurry, aren't we?
We are two, aren't we?
Side by side, we agreed didn't we?
We have same feelings, aren't we?

I can be your shoulder, you can lean on..
I can be your friend, you can depend on..
I can be your confidante, 
You can share anything you want..

Trust us, will you?


Details | ABC | |

Embarrassed

It hits me like a wave, churning deep within my gut.
Holding my breath as the situation sinks in.
(Climbing a stairway to heaven)
People staring, eyes peering, thinking of a way to get out
(drifting up in a cloud of smoke)
Pale face reddens as heartbeat quickens
(Flying away on invisible wings)
Running, fleeing, where can I go?
(End of the rainbow)
Dirt swallows me up, blanking my mind
(Calm, peaceful, no more worries)
Frozen in awkwardness, palm to my forehead
Stuck in reality.


Details | Lyric | |

In my soul

You are so alive in my soul, angel,
You are warming up my heart.
When you're far away
You are always closer than anyone beside.

They may never know the story,
How much we hide inside.
Sometimes people are so blind to see
That real love is worth to fight.

And maybe both of us are living
In the darkness of this world, and
We are wrapped in wrongness but
Still we hold on through these days
Believing our love will save us.
Somehow.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Cascading Words

I told my Hubby I needed a fountain to help the words to flow.
It seems in the shower my creative juices, really know how to go.
My Hubby says it’s because I become relaxed, in body and in mind.
That releases everything to flow with ease and in record time.

But then he stated it might also be: the water pounding on my head.
It’s beating me senseless to release the flow and to open it up, instead.
This may be true with a hard head like mine, sometimes it needs a touch.
But I think a fountain would be way more fun, and not hurt near so much.

And what would be more beautiful, than water as it’s simply cascading around.
My lovely birds could have a drink, as my barriers come tumbling down.
My Trolls could frolick and play all day in water as the sun comes beating down.
My dogs would jump to catch the droplets as they fall upon its crown.

And all I need is to get a basket to collect my wandering thoughts.
Truly nothing could be more worthwhile, no matter what the cost.
Droplets falling thru my thoughts would become a rainbow for my mind.
With a prism throwing forth-countless words, to arrange within record time.

I wish! I wish! Oh, how I wish! To bring forth this dream of so much renown.
So many words bubbling to the surface, before they’d come tumbling down.
They’d fill my mind, and fill my soul… before touching each other’s soul.
My fountain would finally be complete, as cascading words did achieve this goal.

Now I truly know, I’ll have no fountain, or any great renown.
Still I am grateful, for the few, who’ve read the words, which I have written down.


Details | Burlesque | |

What is next

I have been looking for my dream car, 1971 Chevelle. Carrying out dreams and goals are not bad things at all. There is a positive on this. I have a very vivid mind and it goes to work from time to time. Thats a feeling. It is hard for Ek to remember things. How i Feel. Song. Everyone thinks people are there to help them but everyone is out for themselves not trying to help each other out. It is all a dream she would have done this and she would have done that but she did not reply. Where did the girls go was the questions asked by all the guys and then discussed by the girls as they drive off. You were drunk, rambling, and you ran them away. Pure 3-2718space240Dash Bravo. What is this you ask? You can put pure in front of anything and sell It.


Details | Acrostic | |

Humanities Doorway

Stretching, far as my eyes can see in the night sky,
Thousands and thousands of spaceships float by.
Again and again this dream taunts me, with no cry.
I have no delusion; I know this is a dream so dry.
Rolling across, heavens as in motion picture mode.
Was this an omen or just my mind, or some code?
Alien spaceships, different shapes and preparations,
Yes they continually traveled in parade formations.

To the stars I look at in infatuation and dismay.
Our destiny unclear, no aliens exist they say.

The stars have always had amazement and intrigue.
Hear my plea and thoughts without any fatigue.
Each day, discovering other species, beyond our league,

Stars are just another ocean to be examined even more.
Traces of life have already been found on our measly tour.
Arrogance is just a disease to portray, we are alone for sure.
Reality is, the most nearest planets, we should not ignore.
Serve not to abandon our journey, it is humanities door.


Details | Elegy | |

Embryo

                          
You who sexless heard the pounding of the sex
     nerves    conditioned to the tune
            through all the slushy push of distending flesh
                   in the ooze slime of semen ******l fluid
 
Your eyes turned inward
       heart brimming to the flush
                                   fed by your central runaway generator    
                                                  though
    your frail limbs were hardly sketched
          in the clasp of a Reichian curve
       through all the terrifying pounding
 
                                                         More terrifying still
Now YOU see the crook of  the aborting metal
   the surgeon's staff
      dig into your behind
                                     puncturing
    the gossamer sack of your promised dream world
 
  avoiding at every thrust
                                    the inevitable dismemberment
               charred chicken wings coming apart in cinders

 JOLT of the bend in the crook
           your eyes to the back of you
       a ninja without arms or legs
    whirling upwards
   flying in the face of crookish metal
                   by the grit of your teeth
 
FIRST your spine goes
              shrivelled skin over mashed bone and marrow
                   the nerves  a calligrapher's skein
       vaguely stretched over your incumbent's drawn face 

TILL your seminal fluid
            stains the blood
                splashing through every thrust
        of the abortionist's clinical will

 YET you resist
        STILL clinging to your umblical chord
  the silent screams of your unformed mouth
        reaching no where
  the mother sprawled on the trolley etherised
In the distance  a faraway distance 
                                                 a vague throbbing
        away from prying eyes
    a ringing call unanswered
                                           and you let go...
 see your will turned to mash

Only your long sleep nurtured your dream
   a singular dream of a snuffed world
 YOU HADN'T EVEN BREATHED

    ©  T.Wignesan 1992  (March 10, 1992)
[from the collection: back to background material, 1993]
 
Notes
    On seeing an ecography of an abortion on the FR3 French TV programme: "La Marche du siècle: Contraception et avortement", March 4, 1992 at 20.40 hours. Professor Etienne Baulieu, the inventor of the oral abortive pill, was the guest of honour.               
 


Details | Rhyme | |

God Doesn't Give Up

This is not going to be easy;
No one ever said it was.
We're going to have to be strong now
'Cause God doesn't give up.


Details | Free verse | |

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 






 


Details | Personification | |

I HAD A DREAM

I am looking for dream interpreters.
My name is Goodluck
Don’t swear yet please, don’t “****”
I am no president or “less”
Neither am I clueless
Parents christened me Goodluck
So if there be name sake as me
Well, that is bad luck

Like I said,
I am looking for dream interpreters.
I had a dream last night
I saw ancestors.
Breathing fire like dynamite
Asked me if I am insensitive
Or just clueless
Out of respect for ancestors, I asked them
‘Insensitive to or in what?’
“Insensitive to or in what???”
Was their angered response
“Even in this, you are still clueless”?
Their lead speaker asked

“Okay, fine! Mr. clueless” he continued
Under your watchful eyes
The plane you are saddled with,
Cries out for a pilot
For the auto-pilot can’t land it
And you are a clueless pilot
The ship you are saddled with
Cries out for a captain
For you have broken the compass
And an inevitable sink might come to pass”.

“Mr. clueless” he continued again
The streets of Jos,
Blood has become a river.
Have you seen the butchered women…
Pregnant
Have you seen the opened bowels…
Slain infants.
Religious insurgencies on the instant
United Nations office and police headquarters
All crashed landed with a bang…bomb

Churches are smashed, even mosques
The blood rivers of Jos has flowed beyond us
Now, it’s a national flood above us
Yet your greed is on the oil well
You have weakness for debt accumulation

SUBSIDY!
Your greatest height of insensitivity
What happened to profits of yester years?
Same old promise of good roads,
Good education, a better tomorrow
Yet, forty billion, a former house of reps
Single handedly stole it.
Are you leeches never ever tired of loots?
Or fear of insurgence of the deprived youths?

The people raped by empty promises of bandits
If you are in all these things clueless
Then our dreams for the country is hopeless
All leaders before you
Have creatively out done you
Hate has come to the surface
And you have lost your grace”.

Then from the dream, I woke up!
Somebody help!!!
I need dream interpreters.

THIS POEM IS FOR THE NIGERIA PRESIDENT WHO CAN’T FEEL THE NEED OF THE NIGERIA PEOPLE


Details | Rhyme | |

THE COOEE-BOOROO FROM IRELAND AND THE BOOTAMURRA MAN

The Cooee-booroo was Irish, a migrant to this land, 
who fled his native Galway and the grip of famine's hand. 
For fifteen years he'd forged a life 'round Goulburn, New South Wales, 
though sought his dream on Coopers Creek, out where the black man hails. 
 
Where native Bootamurra folk for years were known to roam,  
the place they called Thullung-gurra -  their ancient tribal home. 
Kyabra's unspoilt waterhole was home to fish and birds, 
though Patsy Durack had in mind to bring his cattle herds. 
 
'Twas here he met young Burrakin, a figure barely clad, 
who claimed the man ... Boonari now ... to this young native lad. 
Though Patsy called him Pumpkin ... much easier in the end 
and like the humble vegetable he proved the bushman's friend.  
 
For that proud Bootamurra youth, a whole new life began, 
as Pumpkin loved the Durack folk and claimed them as his clan. 
He watched them build their empire through the good times and the bleak; 
for sixteen years he helped them build grass castles on the Creek.  
 
When Patsy finally left the run to try the city’s fare, 
he left old Pumpkin as head man and thought him better there. 
Then Durack planned to build a run up in the Kimberleys: 
an empire for his two young sons, a kind of legacy. 
 
But Pumpkin yearned the company of Patsy, his dear friend 
and left his old Kyabra home to join him in the end. 
He stood by Patsy Durack till the old man passed away, 
though stayed to keep the dream alive and rests there to this day. 

These two Australian pioneers did leave a legacy- 
the meaning of true brotherhood - as you can plainly see. 
So whether you be white or black, do copy if you can,  
the Cooee-booroo from Ireland and that Bootamurra man. 

 
I have always enjoyed reading the early history of our Australian pioneers and the Durack 
family certainly played their part in opening up this vast country.  Sometimes the 
seemingly minor characters, who become an integral part of that history, tend to fade 
into insignificance with the passing of time.  Characters such as Burrakin [Pumpkin] of 
the Bootamurra people, whose life was completely changed by the coming of the Durack 
family to Kyabra Ck.  Burrakin's outstanding display of loyalty to his white brother, 
Patsy Durack, is well worth remembering.  My tribute to both men 


Details | Free verse | |

Us

Some doors are better left closed
I've come to know
Some books are nicer on the shelf
This, Santander's taught me well
And when night is upon me,
and I know I'm not strong,
it's better to sheild my eyes
to move on and on
to walk where my feet carry,
to let me lie where I've been burried
to forget,
to rest.
 
But when you pass me 
all of me bursts, like the sun breaks the sky
and I fly, forgiving you a thousand times
with love multiplied
On my knees, i'd damn myself
I'd be your cause, you would have me
even though you never did
but with the dream that it's me for which you wait
 
It's your birthday today
and our arms should fit right
and I should love every breath
your blue jeans, your perfect heart
the words flowing off your tongue, your song
 
Don't you know me? I know you do.
Six feet off the ground, eyes down
you gesture to know, who we are
where my silly heart has crumbled
and again I fall, harder still
 
My heart...a bit faster than before
 
But I couldn't say happy birthday
for my shame, and this canyon's too deep
and I can't ignore that man 
who'd plunge into it for me
to dream an old dream
to know your lips cold, a story too old
a love too warm to ever be known
 
Alma, I'll see your hometown soon
My feet will know your shore
and your voice will pour
from the proud flag
a single star 
reminds me where you are
 
Always my first love
Always my first pain
clouding my days
for a love so misplaced
 
This door is closed
That book collects dust
But I will never forget
 
Us.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Lonely Shadow Cast

Flashing neon signs
Dark pavement left behind
But more to go
I know, I know
I've darkness on the mind

Absorbed in mind's cafe
I take a seat to say,
“This can't be mine
This dream I find
Is taken course dismay”

Now gather in good cheer
Partake in lifeless beer
Glasses empty
Patrons gone
Myself I've come to fear

But how this came to pass
I cannot say at last
I turn to go
But now I know
I can't reshape my past

Walk on in dream I do
But lifeless forms ensue
A mother gone
A father too
But empty streets pursue

I've taken now the task
To live this dream at last
Without my wish
Or to my hope
A lonely shadow cast


Details | I do not know? | |

When You Open Your Eyes

Its late at night and your scared from the storm,

your cold from the icy air and u need to be warm.

ur eyes are closed but its just darkness you see

but when you open your eyes its gona be me,

me thats gona hold you close in my arms all night

whispering in your ear that everything is gona be alright

me thats gona stay up with you till ur sound asleep,

lookin at your beautiful face that makes my heart leap

i know your scared but i dont want you to be,

im right here with you and i will never leave

so sleep tight and dream about a future that will surely come,

dnt dream about negative pasts or ppl.. they were just bein dumb.. 

but when you do wake up and finally open your eyes

the storm will be over & u'll be welcomed with a breakfast-in-bed surprise :)


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Rumours

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


Details | ABC | |

An Angel in Danger

Life's gifts is of all the good and 
the bad 
Never knowing what may arise 
An angel is everlasting hope we 
long to have and to hold 
We have watched you through 
just like a hawk 
We will never give up on you 
we know you are strong 
Who the angels will pull you 
through somehow 
Where there is a will there's a 
way 
And with god looking over us 
well know we will be safe
Even tho this deadly danger of 
a disease took you over
We know in our hearts that 
steady burns yull be ok 
As a fighter like Athena (a 
warriors guide)you will grow 
stronger 
Even now we see your alot 
better 
Must be these guardians of 
heaven looking over you 
Feeling good with this is all you 
may need 
This danger none should live 
But as long as there is Angels 
up above its all you will ever 
need to pull through 
A tragic time. 
- by Brian O'Toole 
Caregiver of a cancer patient 
and friend 
Share!


Details | Free verse | |

Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


Details | Free verse | |

The Line Between Life and Death

Days long, nights short I find myself lost in time's arms.
I dream with eyes open, thinking about my previous life.
Let alone the tick-tock fill this open space of depression and disconnection.
Wind's breeze is my only friend;
we dance,
we talk,
and sing away with the day's aftermath.
I look through the window's eyes and further beyond the graveyard,
I see decapitated souls.
Lying on dirt beds, but locked in luxurious torture.
Without limbs and a body to guide direction, 
I'm stuck in one position longing for death's scythe to pass me by.
I tremble when all eyes stare upon my quarter-being figure,
and lost with words i remain silenced, in my solitude.
Still looking upon my previous world, I gaze upon life in the open field 
and dream of heaven's sweet thoughts.
Unfortunately my past life eliminated by pain and depression
had no meaning,
being restricted of God's open freedom.
Now let me frost
for I pay the cost,
of sharing solitary confinement 
in locked doors.


Details | Lyric | |

Be Still My Love

Written March 25, 2013


Any minute now
The sun will rise again
A ship sets sail for the ocean
Another's coming in
I don't quite know
Where I should even begin

The day breathes a sigh
That makes me wonder why
The rain falls only in the den
Where we sit so patiently and wait
The same couch from our first date
Maybe this is just our fate

What house is this I'm in
The paint is wearing thin
The sound of stories told
Has got me growing old
Just you and me my darling
And all the red starlings

Any minute now
The night will come again
We'll set sail for the ocean
Watch others coming in
If I ventured in the slipstream
Would I find you in my dreams

So be still my love
Don't fear this life you're in
Things will change this time around
I'll let the light shine in
I'm just waiting
For this life to begin


Details | Rhyme | |

Dreams in the Dark

I wonder why I should embark When there are dreams in the dark Dreams of every piece and flavor Drops of sugar, a gift, a favor Wildest eyes I see out Shouldn’t disguise what it’s about It’s not with sleeping or believing But rather with all this seeing Into the night you see beyond I must fight with truth and sound Ideas manufactured in your sleep Are products of the night you should keep They are tied to our past Not knowing its length or its last I produce a wild feeling inside Dreams bring interest opening wide
Russell Sivey Entrant into Poet Destroyer A's "a poem that has never been entered in any contest" contest 2/24/2013


Details | Light Poetry | |

AT THE AIRPORT

On arrivals...
Warm wave and sweet hello's
On departure.
There are pout and tears of goodbyes

Trolleys of baggages pulled fast
Individuals walking past from everywhere
Some gives a smack and hug
Uncaring if someone bugs

Important documents keep intact
Mobile phones on high alert

Waiting..
Waiting...
Waiting...

On the near time
I hope and pray
I will go too, soon

I wish, I will see smiles
No tears of sad goodbyes
With blessings of happiness
A reckon nectar of sighs

by
olive_eloi
12:14 am
02/27/2014
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Details | Bio | |

MY BOOK IS FINE

My book is fine
It’s okay to write one time
I am working on it every time
I have the happy working time 
Taking care the lines of mind
I give my ideas
I am making myself laugh
I know that is not good enough 
Yes, for the easy read to spot
An encouragement to part 
A poem that help inspire me to write
It’s a good poem I like
When I discover a new way to something 
To express myself of many thing
I become at peace with what I am writing
For I am doing less struggling
Indeed my book is fine! 



Saturday, 16 Mar 2013, 8:28PM
Sandakan Nature City, Sabah, Malaysia


Details | Haiku | |

waking life

When dreams in a dream
peel away like onion skin,
reality fades.


Details | Pantoum | |

My Fantasy Sister

A rewrite of the previous,,after reading it again the one before this,,, I felt it was sending the wrong message,,,,,,at first to me it was what I wanted to say about my make believe sister,,,,,,only that the lines I wrote, could be mis-construed to another meaning.


She is a dream girl, sibling, I never had.
Not to sexy, or even beautiful to see,
She is not exactly good or even bad.
She is just my fantasy, designed for me.

Not to sexy, or even beautiful to see,
She is mostly happy, hardly ever sad.
She is just my fantasy, designed for me.
She has no mother, not even a dad.

She is mostly happy, hardly ever sad.
Impossible you say, this could never be,
She has no mother, not even a dad.
A dream girl as my sister, oh gee.

Impossible you say; this could never be.
Though it is true, she is my abnormal fad.
A dream girl as my sister, oh gee.
What I always wanted, since I was a lad,

Though it is true, she is my abnormal fad.
She is not exactly good or even bad.
What I always wanted, since I was a lad,
She is a dream girl, sibling, I never had.

By Cecil Hickman

Written for
Sponsor Paula Swanson 
Contest Name Pantoum 


Details | Senryu | |

Reality

Day dreaming… My mind refuses to see The real world… Half asleep… My reality broke free From the strain… Eyelids close… The meaning of living here ASTOUNDS ME! Half awake… My dreams are so spellbinding PINCH ME, please?


Details | Free verse | |

Sister

Can you hear me my sweet precious,
for the dream I also see..

~
~

Alice bow in rose petal grandeur
to  leave her stage once again
a sincere pulsing adieu
curtains close
to face life once again

She tumble down brightly lit passage
gathering sticks and stones of muse
to build a great fortress awaiting
so soon life's stage shall prove

If in that moment pulsing
if only a slight shadow reveal
emotes a great revelation
then for her a dream did prove

Carrying out through her kingdom
as time refuse to cease
a wondrous mind creation
of youth she'll always see
 
~
~ 

Can you hear me my sweet precious,
for the dream I also see..

Alice my love, hold forever your days of youth, 
dream always,

your Sister

_______________________________

A Debbie Guzzi Contest


Details | I do not know? | |

BACKSTREETS OF PARIS - Monsieur L'Vampyre

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

The Walkway of Life




The Walkway of Life
 By: Wessam Karam 

On the walkway we build our dreams
 Dreams not associated with that of today
 Today never to exist in our scoop of plans
 Obviously we are too occupied with that of morrow

 On the walkway we build barriers
 Berlin Wall if I may narrate
 Building hate and rage for years to come
 Concluding: “all and all is just another brick in the wall”

 On that walkway history have witnessed before
 Unpleasant events, anticipating never reoccurring
 Written down on so many books, which few have read!
 Falling into the past, as we build our dreams on that walkway

 On that walkway the lovers would hold hands
 Planning together beyond realm building castles so tall
 Driven into marriage and bond to love and cherish one another
 Soon to break up on that walkway, hands never to hold one another

 On that walkway you meet some friends
 Brotherhood, pledge you praise to be molded
 A sudden blow that kills ought to derive - away with trust!
 Friendship never has the same gist, plastic amity ever to be

 On that walkway we hummed for freedom
 Echoing back so many forms of freedom
 Lost we are of which system to indicate 
Falling once more to tyranny we brought to be

 On that walkway we gazed deep into the sea
 Hoping our lives no longer exist to be
 For our dreams are our worst enemies
 Thus you nudge away the thought yet to bout o'er 

On that walkway I ask for love, love of today
 For today soon to fall out with every sunset
 Not to rise ever again, on the next sunshine!
 Plans we can make but as real as it takes

 On that walkway we can share love
 Doesn’t need time or effort or plans
 Simply to love and fight hate
 Love is religion and religion is fate 

Let’s stop fighting in the name of causes
 Which we will never live to see it arouses 
For our tender care and knowledge of how to shrub
 Is scarce, expecting bounties is hard to clasp 

On that walkway 
History can become today,
 As today may perhaps last a while, 
If we live day by day


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Details | Dramatic monologue | |

COPLA SUELTA: The One and the Same Dream

COPLA SUELTA: The One and the Same Dream

If you must dream the dream I dream
Then the dream comes true when you wake
But who dreams first

Yet if you wake before the dream
Has had time to gestate and make
The dream will burst

Is there only one dream out there
The kind we watch ponder record
And hang up high

Then if you never dream or dare
To think what lies beyond the word
The dream will die.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013 


Details | Sonnet | |

Love at first sight

The poet: But even the muse wishes my auditory fell asleep:
In trembling rhyme, in mule’s rhythm I look for magic sound
While there, burning sunshine did quickly steep
In the silent green of our crying valley round;
Who brought in heaven the secret flame from hell?
What a heartless heat, just saints, heroes, wise men can endure!
A dream of life without death, and youth without old age, in which we dwell;
Against a multitude of evil’s temptations but our love is sure.
But with the devil’s tzuica, the love in love with me can tire;
One day I touched the sleeping muse’s breast and learnt the rest:
As fire, drink, the women and other dangerous things of much desire;
I asked the muse to be my merry guest, and did it at our best. 
The dream of death is life, except the dream to live that light
Whose verse was built from the beginning fire:
                                           love at first sight.


Details | Rhyme | |

Just What Is A Broken Dream, Anyway

A strange sight upon a lonely road.
A dream ripped in half.
Looking closer, I wonder what was the travail.
An old price tag attached, making me wonder at what price it was sold.
Along the edges, tattered and torn, it gave forth an evil laugh.
As if some sly devil concocted a way to turn someone pale.

Onward I traveled, with pack upon my back.
To the left and right of the road were littered with more broken dreams.
So many that one could not keep track.
Some having been blown into the parallel stream.

So, I checked the pack upon my back.
And, yep all my dreams were there in a stack.

Cold winds howl, trying to rip my back pack to shreds.
Freezing were the winds, but forward I march.
Never losing sight of my dreams in spite of many dreads.
They all hold up strong even though many times I'm in a lurch.

Suddenly I see people returning to the road.
Going back and picking up their dreams.
Dusting them off and restoring them to their pack.
Each and every one said to me, you are quite bold.
To go forth and not let the cold winds of fate not destroy your knack.
To face life as it comes and not give up even if offered gold.

Good, bad fortune, are likewise of no importance.
Put a failed dream back in your pack and maybe a new day will appear.
Where you can unpack that dream and give it another go.
But, for today, march forward, today's failure might tomorrow's dance.
You gave it your best, and win or lose, that game has ended with a spear.
Win or lose, that game is done so pack it's knowledge away in your pack and grow.

Suddenly down the road a new vista appears and a brand new game.
Left high and dry or victorious are the two possible ends of any venture.
But in truth, knowledge is all you will have, win or lose.
For tomorrows game is just around the bend, all the same.
Win or lose, the game of life only ends for the moment within sight of the new adventure.
So, to quit and call it the end, only makes you look like a goose.





Details | Free verse | |

Of Words

So much is placed
 in the written word,
 of life, dreams, fantasy 
and gibberish.
 
We read such written 
words daily, but do we 
take the time to understand
 them and the mind of the
 writer behind them?
 
From childhood we are
 taught to express through
 our words, yet so much
 is not understood.
 
The mind is complex,
 it never rests until the
 end when words will
 no more transcend.
 
When the writer has gone,
 will his words left behind be 
of life, dreams, fantasy 
or gibberish? We leave you
 to decide!


Details | Lyric | |

Exist in Dreams

A dream that dances in waves, and mirrors all you do
So you dance, and hope that some day the song will come from you
This dream is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
The song is picking up speed, so it’s follow or fail alone

A flame that flickers in sync with the shadows by your side
The rain puts out the light, and causes you to hide
This nightmare is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
But this song still hasn’t stopped, and so you dance alone

You cherish sand on the banks of a path winding through a storm
This desert trail is all that you see; too blinding to look beyond
This path is all that exists, and the only way to go
Holding close the sand as you sing, just so you’re not alone

The sand is part of the storm that makes you close your eyes
But now the wind starts to slow, and the scenery makes you cry
This life is all that exists, and the only way to go
The sand falls through your hands, and you carry on alone

A love that blooms into being beneath the darkest skies
Is a life that will venture out despite the lonely nights
So scared, but so unafraid to find what you need to be
Despite the fear that prevails, and tells you what to see

The flames steady and still, and a shadow kneeling down
The rain cleansing your heart as all your fears drown
The sand creating a path, and shielding you from pain
And now, with the wind at your back, you remember why you came

To dream a light shining out for all the world to see
To be more than you think, and beyond all that will be
To create a desire to be the creators of our dreams
To become the mirror of self, and reflect our unity


Details | Quatrain | |

Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.


Details | I do not know? | |

I Stand, Alone



I stand, alone.

Scratching for my truths,
peeling away the veneer,

I stand, alone, before this
impregnable cliff so sheer.

Cocooned in my solitary shell,
wrenching a smile from a tear,

I stand, alone, a little odd,
and definitely quite queer.

I stand, alone.


Details | I do not know? | |

frozen

The night turns to day 
And one season changes to another 
But why do I 
Stay the same
Everything changes around me 
And I can feel nothing
The years past and the 
Time changes but I have
Been frozen everything keeps moving around
Me but I can not seem to move on
The life I know no longer moves 
But stands still frozen in time
Have I died and cant understand why 
Has my life ended and my mind still wonder
Or is this all a long endless dream that wont end
I watch every one around me 
I sit there while the world spines 
I sit there in my world of frozen time
A world that no one can see 
Me but I can see every one
Why has this happened 
If this is all a dream 
Why wont it end


Details | Free verse | |

Dream Catcher

~~~~**~~~~
As I fall a sleep there hangs a dream catcher above me. Sorting out the good and bad dreams, I dream on. Only the good dreams know how to pass through while the negative dreams get tangled in the hoop. Positive dreams slide down the features so gently. When I wake in the morning light The negative dreams perish and are forgotten the rays of the morning sun shine bright. the positive dreams are the ones I dream tonight.
~~~~**~~~~


Details | I do not know? | |

i carry you

CHAPTER 1
Broken glass, shattered dreams, aching hearts- bleeding the memories of yesterday
Fading hope, faded conviction; where do I go to bury you and put the dream of us 
away?
To preserve it forever I’ll put it to rest in c chamber of my soul, I will carry you in my 
heart
This way, my love, you’re forever mine, breathing you even though we are worlds 
apart


CHAPTER 2
Our song, romancing the moon and the summer breeze
The words I’ll be seeing you put my mind at ease
Oh God! Yet, I have burned it all, the bridges crossing to you my dear
I have tainted our love and demolished your heart of gold I fear
Ironically, it all came crashing down on your day of love Sir Valentine
Picture of destruction, sex, drugs and fake friendships intertwine
I will never insult you by trying to say I’m sorry, for it won’t do
There’s nothing I can even dream of that will ever make it up to you
That’s is why I’ll rather suffocate in my pain, take the punishment and protect you 
from me
You think you want this, but I destroy everything I touch, trust me part of my life 
you don’t want to be

HELL
My deepest desire is to go back and find you, but I don’t know where I let go
I don’t know what possessed me, how did you later become my foe
I’ve lost my mind more that I’ve realized, condemning us to hell
Sickening memories, pathetic choices and a heartbreaking story to tell
Pieces if of me, all I have left is my blackened heart and tears
If I forgive myself, will you leave my dreams – these are my fears
I year ago, to the night, I was almost conquered by the bear
The nightmare didn’t end there, I still carry you – life isn’t fair

AUTUMN
The days are turning colder, the warmth of the sun is fading away
An ironic metaphor of how we use to be, oh God how I wish it’ll be okay
I miss you, but I will always be looking for something more
More ambition, confidence, initiative – always being something that I’m punishing 
you for
God knows I want to be with you, but I will destroy
You loyal, passionate and unconditional love give boy


Details | Light Poetry | |

I HAVE A DREAM


i dreamt for awhile
im walking down the aisle
with eyes watching alongside
as they look at me as the bride

their eyes spark in admiration
breath and a moment in cessation
i walk in slow motion
feeling each step in exultation

holding my bouquet of white roses
my face beaming senses
of pride; of nervousness; of joy
as this my day: MY DAY

nearing at the end
a man offering his hand
a dust of magic wand
that, finally we'll be one

i am his..
he is mine..
we will say our vows..
not later but of now..

ill look deep to his eyes
he will see nothing but love...
we will share our first kiss
the time will seize..


Details | Couplet | |

LOVE


MY LIFE will  be HEAVEN,
while you are with me.
MY LIFE will become DREAM,
when you leave me.
don't make me to dream of my life.
make me to live my life.


Details | I do not know? | |

i keep telling my self

i keep telling myself  he's not for me , the one i need is not ment to be, oversea's 
love's and around the world come's to find me in a fantasy world . dream's of 
things that arent ment for me, wanting a life that's bright as the sea. hope's and 
wish'es may god let them come true.
cause in my heart i'm still in love with you, everyday i live such a life that only you 
could bring to light. everytime that we have met  you left me here with no regret, 
the only thing worng is i'm still alone ,waiting on you to come along. 
if dream's are really for very real , i dream of us as for ever will, my heart is heavey 
and my soul is light ,it's to much pain to carry tonight. 
so i try once again to let you go ,but before i do i just want  you to know  there 
never could be a better love you know. we'd shared our heart ,and spill'ed our 
soul in screat words we told us so how much we cared and wouldent never let 
go. but i guess the time has come the love ran out , you lost your love you just 
gave out. nothing will ever be the same for me . cause in my heart you was the 
guy for me. i waited on you day and night ,only to wonder who was holding you 
tight. it's like a bad dream i had in the night. 
i wish i could sleep and not see the light.. so when your holding her tonight 
rember i cryed for you everynight ,.rember i cared in all i did when you forgot  and 
kept me hide.  now i know why thing's were wrong cause ,you was goinga leave 
me here all along. some if someday you need a love rember me the girl you once 
loved.. 


Details | Verse | |

SURVIVOR, THAT I WILL BE

SURVIVOR, I WILL BE

Stripped me down from my clothes..
Yell at me until your throat get sore..
Speak to me with vile words..
Walk and talk to me like I am nothing...

Yes, It will hurt and pain me..
Probably, It may even make me cry..
Probably, It make me even on bended knees..
Probably, It will cause me loss of appetite and sleeplessness..

But, tell you what....

You can never take what I have..
You can never shove off that smile...
You can never erase the overwhelming love that's within me...
You can never make me fall...

I will rise up: " humbled not proud"
I will stand up: "learned not ignorant"..
I will smile even with tears: "joys not of hurts"
I will shout: "victory not of failures"...

By: olive_eloi
10/01/2013
1:08am

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Details | Free verse | |

Messiah

You’re the shining sun and silver moon, Glowing brightly in my heart, Your words soothe my thoughts, And for once, I don’t worry. Though we couldn’t talk much, It’s like I’ve known you all my life. But I don’t. I want to know more about you, Who you really are, what you look like, I want to know more about you. Unlike others, I’ve been given a messiah, One I could talk to about anything, Guardian angel, are you worried about me? I know I get hurt a lot and I hurt others. I know I’m tainted and cruel, I’m sorry. Can you forgive me? I don’t know what I was thinking. I regret it and I want to take it back. But I can’t… So, as I repent under a perpetual, gray light, Let us enjoy each other’s company, For I know all too well, Good things come to an end. Family, Friendships, Life, Love… So, may we hold hands and share an embrace? Just for a moment, please, Let us share a moment of eternal bliss. May 17,2013


Details | Bio | |

Without a shoe.

As we all  reflected back in time of our life and how it is today  we know in our  
hearts we can do anything we think we can if we try real hard and believe in our 
abilities we can push back the fears inside and know that all we  have to do is try. 
Get rid of those negative  thinking. And try the best we can. All we  need is a plan. 
we may have to try over and over again failure is ok because we can start now 
The progress may come slow. But in the long run we will complete what we had 
planned to do and we will know. You can’t afford to let negative feelings to get in 
your way. What kind of dream do you want to do. Has it been a long lost thought. 
Or has it been a long lost dream we need not to push that dream away in the 
back of my mind. Think real hard of what you wanted to do. Has it been haunting 
you. We are not too old too start. It maybe something deep in our heart. Don’t give 
up make your mind and try hard for I have been told. Like someone  who is 
working on making a mold. I love to write poems and they may need some work. 
For I now as I am speaking there is hope. What about that writer that wrote a 
book. Do you think it was as easy  as it looked. They made mistakes along the 
way. And tried again and not give up. We all have to crawl before we walk. We 
can’t always  have it our way. Or thoughts of having it all. Try hard but you must 
have the will. Don’t wait too long for your dreams to come true. Listen to that 
small voice inside but to listen you must be still. I know a man who is in my life 
today  had nowhere to turn he had a plan and knew what he wanted to do. He 
didn’t give up and he made up his mind that if he went back in time the boy who 
didn’t have a dime. He was the boy without a shoe. He is the man who I hold real 
dear. For his name is Dave and here is living right here. So make it clear make it 
true if you try real hard and have a plain for there  is  a man who was without a 
shoe and started a  life with his wife fresh and new. He sometimes wished he 
could of turn back the time for this man is a proud man now and can tell you what 
to do you don’t have to be that boy or girl without a shoe.


Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


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Bucket List

So many things to do before I die,
So little time, but I'd take the risk and fly.
Learn how to drive, dance in the rain,
break some bottles and be insane.


Go to the beach & stargaze,
or watch the sunrise & be amaze.
I also wanna do something crazy,
spend the rest of my life happy.


Some solitude & skinny dipping,
spontaneity and a little singing.
Be Inspired to write a Novel,
to feel serendipity & Travel.


I know the big things comes from small things,
And it's my dreams that keeps me going.
Cos life isn't just about the moments,
But the people you meet that leaves us
an unexpected denouement.


And I always want to feel Infinite,
look at the horizon & know there's no limit.
Fall in love with no regrets,
learn, remember & never forget.


Cos' before I die, I'd like to look back,
To know I have passion & know I was on the right track.
So when I meet my creator someday,
I'd tell him about the moments that literally took my breath away.


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Baggage Claim

Drained to my very heart by our slow-paced arrival, 
          I wander through tasteless decor to the metal arches 
                                                Beyond which a future is unfurled.
My bag’s innards are spilled like blood in the Bible
          Before the cold gaze of the armed man who marches;
                                                He holds the key to this new world.

The mechanistic arch stands and takes quasi-sentience 
          Beside passport control, piercing my finely popped 
                                                Eardrums with sonic solemnity.
I am refused by technology but stagger forward hence 
          Into baggage claim where a suitcase pile is propped 
                                                Up like a holiday Tetris calamity.

My suitcase is soul black and with difficulty is found,
          In its lucid eagerness to fasten itself a faux family;
			   Airports are filled with pretences.
Now we are away again, small trolley safe and sound,
          On the road from snow, heat is where I plan to be.
                                                Our intrepid journey commences...


Details | Free verse | |

I Messed Up

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


Details | Romanticism | |

JUST LAST NIGHT

I sleep good last night
why oh why?
'Cause I dream of you hugging me tight..
I'm in a cocoon of warmth delight..

In the memory of our talks..
A giggle on my lips not a sulk..
Outside Rain may seems to bulk..
It's ok I'm in good house pack..

Nice to see you smile. 
Fine to hear you sigh..
Sweet, I saw you wave..
Joy, You fill me while..

I miss you, I said..
So you also replied..
No hesitation. 
No look of indignation..

by: olive_eloi
11:41am
11/19/2013
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Details | Rhyme | |

Overnight Change

He locked the large wooden office door,
Walked alone to a home left hours before.
Then when he reached his humble abode,
The familiar  surroundings of which forebode.
Inserted his key, changed the locked mode,
And walked across the creaking floor.

A candle he burned in the darkened room, 
Dimly lit now, and still full of gloom.
On the stove put a meal atop to heat.
And every morsel alone he did eat.
Then to the chamber he would retreat,
To retire for the night of doom.

After donning his nightly attire for bed,
Upon satin pillows he laid down his head.
Tossing and turning, asleep at last,
A ghoulish dream he has of his past.
Thoughts that before had seemed so crass
Streams through his mind from the dead.

 Haunted visions he had, one by one.
 A cast of mistreated and over run
Connecting a past of many heartless deeds
To a present and future of uncaring greed.
 Throughout the night the dream would proceed.
Until the lunar crest gave way to the sun. 

As the sun through his window began to shine
With his haunting dream still fresh in his mind.
He arose and stepped to his window to view
Something different, he thought.  Could this be true?
The streets were the same and the people too.
As if nothing had changed but time.

His view of the world was different that day.
It was he that had changed from his wicked way.
The preceding night put his head in a spin.
The world he now saw was as it had been.
But he had been changed from within;
With a new attitude, and kind things to say.

The world, not knowing of his demise.
Were skeptical at first, then realized
That something, or someone affected him.
More generous and friendly he was to them,
Not as the old man who was so grim.
He now saw the world through new eyes.


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LIVING EACH DREAM

Much closer to my end year wishes..
Much closer to my simple small dreams..
Much closer to what I have been planning for..
Much closer to the persons I love..

It's time to break away from the routine..
It's time to make bit of noises..
It's time to actually just enjoy..
It's time for meaningful celebrations..

I did stopped caring..
I did stopped understanding..
I did stopped too much thinking..
I did forward on forgetting..

All deserves to be happy..
All deserves to go once in awhile for party..
All deserves to rediscover life..
All deserves the feeling of being loved...

True, we may never know what lies ahead..
For tomorrow, either we live or die..
So long to really live with rumors and regret..
Find happiness & contentment deep within..

By: olive_eloi
09/10/2013
10:57am


Details | Free verse | |

Sicklied Breezes

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


Details | I do not know? | |

My Madness, Me

My Madness, Me...


Confined by this straight-jacket,
strapped in, numb and dumbed,
a washed-out, has-been, also-ran,

body, eyes, the equilibrium of mind,
rattling like stones in an old tin-can.


Still, I am, 

I am,

and I am unchained,

my dreams taking flight, soaring,
above these claustrophobic walls,
of synapses, and dungeons of stone,

swooping through green valleys,
taking a detour to savour the joys,

soaked in torrential, evergreen memories,
of a younger man, with passion in his bone.

I am.

My wings unclipped, unshackled, free,

I am, and though I am unable to see,

I am.

At long last,

me...



Details | Free verse | |

Unborn baby's dreams

In this dark haven
I wonder what it means to breathe
What it would be like to see that light
Dreaming everyday ,of being in her lap
Longing for her soft touch
My ears yearning to hear that lullaby
I dream of hugs and kisses
I dream of a loving family 
I dream of seeing my future dreams
In my mother’s eyes


for Scribe's contest....unborn babies dreams
27/9/2012


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear Love

Dear love
won't you find me
find me like the wind does the trees
like those girls from the movies

Dear love
the tears run down my face
leaving stains like rain upon a glass pane
you've done it again
left me torn and thinking
where is this love that you show me in the movies

O dear love
I long for that great masterpiece
that love that never ends
that love you promised me in all my dreams

Dear love
will you keep eluding me
like the sun does the night
leaving me mere trails of what might
teasing me
taunting me
making me yearn for that which only you can give me


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Mother's Not

Thank you mother,
you birthed me,
you nursed me,
you fed and clothed me.

You loved me,
when seems, the word had loathed me.
I'd not want that love in vain.

However this is not your day.

Thank you mother, 
for your support,
and your optimistic sheen,
it's inspiring
and always has shaped the person whom I am.

But this is not your day.

It belongs to the greeting card companies.

Who've robbed another holiday.

Robbed it of all meaning, 
all substance and heart.
Robbed it of it's very soul.

Deformed it,
corrupted it,
chewed it up and spat it,
till it's obscure meanings long forgot;
faded into history, a mother's not.


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Dedicated to my mother, whom I love. 
Also dedicated to Julia Ward Howe who invented a holiday meant to end war and poverty.  And to 
celebrate all families.  Who died before her dream could ever be realized.

And...to Anne Jarvis who forced through the holiday, hoping to continue Howe's work and end war 
and poverty and create a better world for all,  only to see that dream shattered as Greeting Card 
companies and greedy conglomerates perverted it's ideals to nothing more then lip service 
dedicated to selling cards and candy.

To celebrate some mother's publicly, while other's have their health care raised and their social 
security stolen.  While single mothers have to risk their health and their lives to barely feed their 
children.  

This holiday is an abomination.  It doesn't celebrate motherhood, it degrades it. Women don't need 
to be celebrated nearly as much as they need a good world in which they can better raise their 
children.  A world in which they can feed their children. This holiday is a Mother's Not and so is this 
world.


Details | Free verse | |

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 | Quatrain | |

I Don't Know What To Do With My Life

When that feeling rushes in-
I don't know what to do with my life-
I need to search from within
And look up toward the light.


Details | Free verse | |

Dream turned love tale

Hold me - lift me, somehow please
Take me away from the darkness
Wish it to be a dream of dusk
Rather than a tale of our life together

What a sinister all around our soul
Turn on the brightness yet again
My feet giving no sings of repair
Is this just a dream or lifelong tale

A beautiful future we dream of jointly
Is turning pale with sigh and breathe
Help me manage to move on somehow
This unfathomable darkness - a disdain

Finally i am in his arms safely saved
Suddenly he sparkles my eyes and soul
Trying to again figure out is it a dream
Whatever it is ....i wish it to be continued

Wonder! a sparking Solitaire had my name
Its light was enough to make me sane
I love you beyond life is what i could say
Thank heavens for replacing gloom to glee

Now I realize darkness was not to betray
In his arms the fear and pain gone away
World brightened with pious love unseen 
Wish it to be continued forever as truth...


Details | Free verse | |

You Are Alive

You're alive even in the darkest place;
Even when we can't hear Your Name,
Even when we can't see Your grace,
You're alive!
Even when we can't feel Your grace,
You are alive!


Details | Quatern | |

Each morning , a white symphony

Each morning, a white symphony 
wakes up the same melancholy, 
Cold sun and the white which will burn…
Dreams and the dust filling the urn

From the back of the time`s pony
Each morning, a white symphony; 
The wind`s instruments by the sea;
Violins on sky`s balcony;                                                                                
                                            
All seasons`tribute in advance:
Winter with its full dress entrance;
Each morning, a white symphony; 
Hearts`s piano found harmony.

Hope established its colony;
Kids with carols and happy eyes.
Soon, they make a palace from ice.
Each morning,a white symphony.


Details | Romanticism | |

Distant Love

   Thousands of miles across the seas,
The woman I love is waiting for me .
    How the distance between us seems so hard ,
I can smile on the outside but not in my heart.
    In my arms I would hold her so very tight ,
Hugging and kissing her all through the night .
    Laying there beside her so soft and warm,
How I thank the Lord the day she was born.
   The Joy and happiness she brings to my life ,
Anxiously I am waiting to make her my wife.
    As the bright moon's glow shines down on  me ,
Warming and confirming me just what shall be.
    Making memories of our love is what you will see,
Never forgetting  the day she fell in love with me.
    I will cherrish and love her till the end of all time
Hand & hand we 'walk showing the world she is mine.
    My heart pounds hard & fast as I breathe with a sigh ,
How I fell so deeply in love when I look into her eyes .
    But this woman I have fallen in love with you see,
Here she will begin the life that God had planned for me.

TAC


Details | Sedoka | |

Dry Dream World

In the dry dream world There isn’t much normalcy Just strange occurrences here Can be horrid pain That of incredible form Nothing like reality Russell Sivey


Details | Imagism | |

My Dreams

I dream of sun , I dream of star .

I dream to go beyond too far .

I dream to run , I dream to fly .

I dream to rise above  the sky.

I dream to love , I dream to smile .

I dream to catch happiness for a while.

I dream of fun , I dream to dance.

I dream to renew world at a glance .

I dream of a birth , I dream of  a life .

I dream of a love that needs me to survive........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Details | Tanka | |

Lavender Rose

Love in my warm heart A symbol that represents A certain one rose In fact a lavender one A unique dream coming true Both man and woman Living a dream of pure love A heartwarming love A great feel of lavender A tender lavender rose!
Russell Sivey Entered into Rick Parise's "Tanka x2 - Pick A Rose From My List" contest 4/7/2013


Details | I do not know? | |

Distant African Nights

Those Distant African Nights...


1.


The shadows swayed in your candlelit room,

a cool breeze teasing your bare back,


streaks of lightning forked in the Johannesburg night,

as my hands stroked your hair,

kissing your soft mouth,

holding you,

ever so tight.



2.


You whispered that you loved me,

and I kept silent,


the rain fell, 
shadows danced,
thunder rolled,

the breeze teased your naked back,

you whispered that you loved me,
as my lips found yours,

the rain washed over our tender nights,


lightning and candlelight,

etching poems on your burnished skin,


yet,

a fear gnawed at me,

deep within.



3.


We parted ways,
and you could never forgive me, you said,


now, after numberless thunderstorms,

the rain that falls,


echo the countless tears that I have shed.



4.


You are long gone,

far away,

happy, I pray,


yet the memories persist,

those precious moments shall never, 
ever,

like the Jo'burg rains,
trickle away,

and I wish you well,
for loving me as you did,

for it was I who was not worthy,


then,


and it is I who is not worthy,


now...



5.


You were always true,


it was I who always,

always,

refused to,


to give myself,


completely to you.






Details | Verse | |

Fairy Tale Death

Nothing turned out the way I wanted it to.
Everything holy crashed down to hell.
No nothing turned out the way I wanted it to.
Thinking of it makes me unwell. 

The fairytale guidelines never warned us
What happens when happy endings fail.
We never were told of the ripple effect.
That shakes out the last tooth and last nail.

Watching it start as a crack in the crown.
Passing it off to be nothing of worry.
It wasn’t long before walls toppled down;
Before the ceilings followed suit in a hurry.

It was sooner than later, but later than right,
By the time that this great kingdom crumbled.
When the stars flickered out, and all turned to night.
We sat in the dark and were humbled.

I would not rebuild it; for the design was at fault.
It was in the wrong that we stood for it to stand.
However the world itself is not to blame by default. 
Blame goes to building vast dreams in the sand. 

A fairytale dying, is an ugly thing to observe
It does not enjoy being prolonged.
It’s withering life I tried to conserve
Thus the fairytales memory I wronged.

Doubtless is the fact, the dream needed to die,
Laid to rest in the ground for some peace.
Yet a dream flying away towards the realm in the sky
Should not be signal for a world to cease.

The ground is unsuitable for a fairytale world,
But not for normal life to survive. 
As soiled as it is now by war weapons hurled,
It doesn’t mean that all life forms should die.


Details | Free verse | |

Shine Bright Tonight

another night I run to you
only for a kiss
and within a whisk, 
you're off 
into the land you want to be in 
I have come home 
to see you leave 
and then I'm left 
here daydreaming
when you say you'll come back 
but you never do
until my eyes 
have already turned blue 
until I can no longer want to think 
you'll be back in time 
for you to see
the light on my face 
when you make me smile
someone has been gone 
for quite a while 
and you tell me to wait 
and wait I do 
until I can no longer want 
to wait for you
oh, if I could stay out 
I'd dream all day 
of things I want to do
but work keeps me this way
and you can dream all you want 
because I've given that to you
but now I want my turn
yet I'm still turning blue 
I keep hearing you say 
great things are coming now
but all I see 
is my bank empty
and me, working 
struggling to buy shoes 
when you 
shine with all your gold 
you buy for yourself 
as I resist from buying pants 
I might want but don't need 
you shine some more 
and I become lonely. 
Oh shine bright tonight, 
wherever you are 
I've begun to not care 
how you'll be a star
because I need to let myself go too
and all I see are diamonds 
shining bright on you. 
maybe if I could do what you do 
I'd shine like a star 
I'd shine just like you.


Details | Free verse | |

Subconscious On My Mind

She visits in my dreams,
A place that I love to go,
For when my body is sleeping;
My subconscious starts to show.

She is not the same as when I’m awake,
She is fierce and unafraid; 
She watches over the pillows,
Where my head is soundly laid. 

She has wings just like an Angel,
Only hers are made of light;
With brilliant rainbow hues,
Enough to shine throughout the night. 

To me she looks much older,
Maybe even wise; 
One look at me and I know,
She can see right through my lies.

For her and I are one,
No hiding from the truth;
She understands that I’m growing,
Developing from my youth. 

She never passes judgment,
For herself would be included;
Her thoughts are always brilliant;
And never convoluted.  
I’m referring to my soul;
Aged throughout my lives.
She gives my words their meanings;
And my body is what she drives.

Inspiring my movements,
And wiping all of my tears;
Her voice is mine but rings through,
My head and out my ears. 

Perhaps it’s her who is writing this,
Giving me the rhyme;
My subconscious and my consciousness;
Working together for all of time. 

Although most won’t understand this,
That it is about a different part of me,
Tonight under the full-moon;
I’m setting my spirit free.

Allowed to dance in the stars,
And run across the sky;
Only to return to our body,
Suppressing her urge to fly. 


Details | Free verse | |

Me

So long my urges have been hidden beneath my desire to be just fitting..
a daunting task that has come to be
Wanting to be just perfect in the eyes of many,
I forgot to be the most important type of perfect, -- to be me

I wanted so much to be seen, seen by many
but in all that
I lost the me I was meant to be

So many things I wanted to be
I just couldn't really come to see what I truly felt 
what I truly wanted to be... I couldn't see the natural beautiful dancer, performer within me.

So many things I am good at
but the things that I love, that flow easily through me
are the things of love, poetry, dance and artistry

I am a creative creature of the light
Fluid and free as the water, to which I truly belong
My home, my solitude, my place of being free, of just being me.

So funny how things occur, when you just let your heart be free
So simple the heart is, while the mind seeks to rather be complex
There must be a balance of these, through the center of our being

With this comes a deep appreciation of self
Appreciation of self comes with complete acceptance of one's self
complete acceptance comes with complete love of self
and complete love of self comes with true understanding of self - compassion for the darkness and gratefulness for the light 
All this leads to the being of me.

Destined to be all I my heart dares to dream
I will be abundant in the spirit life and the physical realm
I will manifest the best that is for me
then bring it to the world to show
how the spiritual life leads to a beautiful bountiful life of heaven on earth

The philosopher in me
is quite intelligent you see
so all this knowledge, all this wisdom gained and to gain
will only set me and you free


Details | Imagism | |

PARADOXICAL IMAGES

Dozen of dozens questions, I was carefully asked..
Maybe ten hundreds, I was requested for a shot..
hundreds by hundreds, vivid images rush..
of smiles; of wonders; of glee and of absurbness..

some fantazises..
some beholds..
some envies..
some admires...

leaking in deep embedded trenches..
bombarding waves after waves..
begotten in fusions of vibrancy..
in partition of velocity and gravity..

some is a picture of truthfulness..
some is a picture of falseness..
some is a picture of dramatic eloquence..
some is a picture of authority obedience..

yet underneath a wiseman's eyes..
behind an elder's cleverness..
surely, no one can ever hide..
surely, no one can even deny...

by: olive_eloi
22/10/2013
5:01pm

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Garden of Enlightenment

it itches
it burns
it makes me yearn
for things i seem so unsure of
yet sure they are for me
how confusing and revolting that must be?
a lady who just cant make up her mind
on what she wants to be!

Perhaps a dancer, a singer, a animal lover and trainer or even engineer
idk, the path just doesn't seem very clear.
And with all that inspiration floating in the air
its pretty hard to put a finger
on what exactly is my passion
but i know it's around here somewhere

I suppose i could be an artist
an artist of spiritual awakening
an artist of the soul in the making
an artist who holds creativity and inspiration in much regard
an artist who is grateful that she might have just found the spark!

spark of passion
spark of joy and fulfillment
spark that embeds in daily environment
 
pleasant surprise
presents itself as the garden of enlightenment


Details | Free verse | |

The Mountain of Self Measure

I scramble up the jagged rocks, 
on my way to the peak of this mountain top.
A self-given measuring stick.

Toppling back, I fear I will fall.
Barely hanging onto this rock.
Hardly enough strength to carry on.

Bruised.

Broken.

Beaten down.

A gaping hole of nothing opens under me, 
as I stare below me.
Reaching, blindly seeking for the next foothold.

Scraping my way, 
my hands feel like they are bloody and raw.
Trying to find my way to the top of that 
formidable mountain top.
Just to see if I measure up!

GypsyofEssence


Details | Free verse | |

Sliding Down

I’m hoping for my dreams to become a reality
I’m hoping for a phase of gratitude
I’m rejecting my hopeless fate
I’m accepting your side of the story…but don’t intrude 

Unexpectedly, I believe in love in first sight
I grab the rope for extra support
It burns like a vertical line of fire
I’m unable to climb, but I seem too far from my desire 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down… 

I cherish you like my own belongings
I designed you on my bedroom wall
I have you displayed deep in my heart
Believe me – you’ll never split it apart 

Every day I long for your touch – you changed my life around
My heart is blazing like the zealous sun…I prize my freedom and progress
The world is spinning endlessly as I kneel upon my knees 
And I imagine the memories we share with each other 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

When I reflect upon the joyous times,
My heart never fails
To pound vigorously for you
I’m sliding down 
I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you 

I see the light in your eyes
I don’t see an insidious nature in you…
I wish I hadn't believed in the lies
I never felt like a hopeless victim until I gave in to the darkness 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

I’m glad I've met you in the first place
We’re a perfect match – 
Don’t deny it…you made me feel handsome
We’re on the road of victory
We’re making great progress
We’re hanging on the edge,
But we were rescued 
From sliding down…

At least we’re kept ourselves alive……


Details | Concrete | |

Beating the Alarm Clock


To rise in discovery of morning...

Whilst I find my dream still yawning...

Beating the alarm clock to its screech....

The sun testifies, with joy and sorrow...

For this morning, without warning...

We appear to be out of coffee beans...

Presented with stiff upper lip...
and all movement stalled...

As I stare out the window,
at mornings dew...

Not even shadows follow me...

under covers I do dive...

Merciless cold visits my window pane...

and my craving for coffee deepens

As I allow my sleepy mind to wallow...

...The day dream alerts me...

...The fact we're out of coffee...

It will be tea this morning I swallow...


Details | Free verse | |

Paramour

His brown eyes
She still feels them looking at her
His smile
She still see them smiling at her

She still remember their first time together
She still recall his touch
and she fell in love

The world was perfect
the colors were alive and vibrant
She was in love

He was a beautiful stranger
A stranger that caught her untamed heart
She was so in love

She remember how he cared about her
She remember the sound of his heartbeat
or was it just a make believe?

She thought he was her hero
didn't he try to rescue her?
and she gladly ran to him.

She thought his arms are her castle
as her head rest on his chest
there is no sky she couldn't fly

but she never knew..
She wish she had
the shadow of someone she thought he'll never be..

She thought he was her Knight..
but she didn't see..
the same knight whose sword is meant to bring death to her heart..

to him, she was nothing but a Paramour..


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Dream Repeats


               The Dream Repeats


Since I was a small child, the dream repeats,
Working, running, always trying to get
somewhere, do something, see someone.
The situation always different and yet
the theme always the same..FRUSTRATION!
And why, I asked my friendly therapist,
Am I always in such a frantic state?
Why can't I dream of birds or handsome men?
His reply carefully crafted and noncommittal...
      Low self esteem, trying to find some..
                              or,
      Trying to assuage some feelings of guilt...
                               or,
      Some unresolved issue with my mother..
                                or,
    ......to much spicy food before bed...
           
             ~~~~~~ LOL.~~~~

Barbara Gorelick
The Dream of Self



Details | Free verse | |

Lost Tears

I follow my own footsteps I bring life to its knees I then cry, I cry over her I collect my tears in a vial I jump into the air, so free In my dream I can do all I dream of everything pure She comes to me in my dreams My heart leaps of burning fire I reach the edge of the sea And there go my tears, downward I drop the vial in the water I start to return back home She’s gone, I don’t know why I wander through the yard Not knowing what to do I fall to the ground, my knees weak But no tears do I shed now She never returns to me I walk aimlessly many nights A bitter taste of those tears Still wash into my mouth The sea harbors many tears How do I get mine back So she will return to me Dreams leaked into reality I falter, I miss my step I no longer can fly now And my tears have dried up But my pain is real within me Where has she gone from me Why did she leave my heart For I have immense love for her To share even without tears If the mistress of the night Could discover my agony Maybe she’ll bless my soul And I might find my tears again
Russell Sivey


Details | Rhyme | |

One Thing

We can wake up,
And this all might be changed.
But one thing remains:
We are saved.


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When will you be set free?


Details | Light Poetry | |

A SPECIAL TRIP

Looking
Anticipating
Dreaming
Craving
Wishing

Someday, I will go on a trip
With me is my honey hopefully
Edge to edge even on a cliff
Enjoying the view delightly

Holding hands, we will walk
Eye - to - eye, we will talk
Smile and laughter, we'll share
Around any persons, we'll not care

Together, we will take pictures
On which happy memories, a nurture
Together, we will savor a meal
On which, each bite our stomach fills

Bonding moments we'll have
Running on beach sands live
Drinking as sun sets or rises
Each event surely God graces

By: 
olive_eloi
5:39 pm
02/06/2014

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Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ? 


Details | Rhyme | |

Empty Dreams

Empty dreams upon my bed
Vacant dreams in my head
Useless dreams have come and gone
Where are the dreams of summers' long

Winter dreams laden with snow
Has the dream really gone frozen_cold
What dreams were dreamed in vain
Which ones gave glory where glory died and bled

Dreaming of bountiful harvest
Where are the fields of corn and cotton?
Maybe some died for lack of showers
Did I only dream away the hours__

Just one soul that has the zeal
Then a magnificant harvest yield
Let me dream just one more dream
A dream of fields ready for harvesting 


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 1-

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

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

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

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

That's The Amazing Thing About Love

That's the amazing thing about love:
Love doesn't matter who it melts together,
'Cause He will never give you up.


Details | Romanticism | |

Away From Me.....

Whenever you are apart from me,
I dream of those beautiful moments; that  were shared between us,
Those closeness of yours, reminds me of you lingering towards me... 
When  you are miles away from me,
I close my eyes and see that cute smile on  your cute face.
Your words keep whispering into my ears when m alone,
Somethings which went wrong between us; when you who came to convince 
me...
When you go away from me;I dream of  me being with you..
Let's both go into sky; You and Me, no one else..
Will it be like heaven...?? may be yes.......
When I dreams of those lovely moments,
Glad tears too get scared to roll down;
'Cz you have warned them not to flow down my cheeks..
They too get afraid and  are  honest to u too..
The moment you entered into my small world,
My life changed...
Learnt good-bad things from you,everything  changed ...
I remember the time when your labials were brushed with mine,
Felt like that moment will never end...
And when we were together  in that dark room,
I was safe with you.
When you r away from me,
 I miss You and hope that even you do.....




Details | Verse | |

The Lake of Blackness

You look so innocent.
So easily you look into my eyes
But the lake of blackness in there
You still don't reach.

You look through sense.
You disappear when it's dark
But afterwards you are always back.
This lake of blackness lures you.

You are the enemy yourself.
You're destroying what you are.
You come to me like
I'm your heaven but
I am the darkness that
You should give up.

You are smiling softly.
So pure your eyes are
But you don't want a life that easy.
With the darkness you're
Dreaming to collide.


Details | I do not know? | |

WILL YOU PLEASE SHOW ME THE WAY!!

I feel my heart is beating…
So so fast like the storming wind…
Each time I remember you are gone…
each time I remember you don’t belong...
Neither in my arms nor in my life…
I feel I am stuck in a storm…
My heart beat so fast that I can even imagine...
I wanted to write your name in my heart...
Every second, ever minute, every hour and day…
So I live my life with you everyday….
I know I am pretending…taking my little courage…
To forget this pain my way…
Who will I be with out your memories…?
How will I count my days…
When your name have been erased….
I don’t dream about another day…
Because I know my dream will always fall...
I know it is head for me to go my way…
Because I always lived your way…
Now I am lost in my way…
To live my life my own way…
Excuse me I request...
Will you please show me to my way??



Dilupa Wijegunasekara


Details | Choka | |

The Power of Love (part 4)

The Fourth Day


Then spring came along
Colors exploded everywhere
Some soft, some bright, some in fields
And some on tall trees.
Most of all, the air
Seemed to have changed; something new,
Fragrances that attracted bees
And butterflies freed.
The land became rich
The soil grew fertile and bore
Wide fields of crops and fruit trees 
Swaying to the breeze.
Like a tapestry
That's weaved with the force of love
That makes us paint, sing melodies
And makes us dream dreams.
God's dream came to life
Seen upon luscious regions
To all four corners of earth
Result of His Words.
Principles by which
All came to life, fruition, and 
Multiplication took place
Under the first rains.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 05.03.10


Details | Free verse | |

Friendly Love

There are a lot of things to say
Why do I feel so alive when you're around?
There’s so much to do today
But how do I get rid of the clouds – shadowy and gray
We're lying on the ground...
Looking at the stars overhead... 

You are my beloved friend – 
Our love won’t break or bend
I’ll love you until the very end…
I’ll love you endlessly…our happiness blends
Like coffee and cream– yum! 
I know…these rhymes are quite dumb…aren’t they? 

Our light will shine and burn out the night 
Maybe there’s a star in the sky that scorches with love 

You are my superb friend – 
Our love won’t wear off or wither away
I’ll love you until the day I die
I’ll love you every day…our delight will be
As sweet as pie – how appealing 
I know…these words are overused…aren’t they? 

Our flight will be as dazzling as the elegant eagle 
Trained to ascend for more than half his life – or we’ll be like the seagull!! 
We could fly there and catch it someday
Fly…fly..fly…with me! Shoot the bull’s eye!
Our love will never die…so don’t say otherwise
Or I’ll sink in dismay


Details | Ballad | |

UP TO SUCCESS, WANDERER

Ten thousands I do not have..
Sparkling diamonds unfortunately Im not bestowed as well
Big architectural design homeI don't have as well 
And So I have not also seen much of the world..

However..
What I do have is my family and my friends
What I do have is a mind willing to learn and discover 
What I do have is a heart sensitive to feel and understand...
What I do have is a handful experience

I have loved thee..
With all that I am I did..
Though It did not end to what I want..
Still, I remained hopeful 

As much as, I want to give..
There's a drive I need to control..
As much as I want to show..
There's that voice saying: "careful"

How can I not stop?
If it can be; it might be..
How can I not go on?
If I don't feel the possibility..

Between heaven and hell, it might be..
Over the sun and under the sea, maybe..
I will bravely the risk..
I will courageously seek..

Even if I'm not sure of the result..
Even if I may be place in hot waters..
I must try; I must try..
I must not quit; must not quit..

By: olive_eloi
oct. 6, 2013
1:40pm


Details | I do not know? | |

The Hand That Rocks The Cradle

Revisited the 60's in a dream this past eve....

I saw Bobby fall and lying in a puddle of his own blood

Martin and John followed by processions of broken; tears and cries

Bodies with motionless eyes, frozen amid trenches of mud

Riots of revolution and defiance although, somehow tainted

Within these delusions; peace, equality, love and drugs....

Norma Jean Baker, aka, Marilyn Monroe with, a bottle of pills by her side

Dorothy Gale, finally making it over her distant rainbow ~

Jimmy, Janice and James, walking through their eternal youthful doors

Malcolm exiting and the Zodiac entering but, humankind did land upon the moon....

A Supreme Court forever changing the face of this place with, breathing documents!?

I awoke from this scene which held many other things

Some good; but most, hidden behind the lies entwined within, democracy

What we call such yet realizing as I reflected upon this dream and life

It is so much more in line with, that of a monarchy....

The crumbs which are scattered by the hands that try to rule this world

Yet even they do not know the shadows that, rule they themselves?!

Gazing about and around at the endless in broken; lives lost to be scattered

Upon the wakes of this relentless campaigns, poisoned and cruel carnage

Hearts bleeding with spirits of wings torn to crash; taken and for the taking....

Looking at Bobby lying in a puddle of blood clutching desperately unto a rosary

Within his last moments of life amid this dust afore his sight, as he stood now 

At Heavens Gate; these hands that led to his fate

Whether it be called democracy, monarchy or anything else!?

Beholding them all and knowing beyound this dream, the extremely twisted 

Unseen; bent upon and I ask myself now, who shall stand as

I turn my eyes towards heaven to ponder this saddened truth in a world I find....

****************************************************************

....“This, The Hand That Rocks The Cradle?!” ~


Details | Free verse | |

A woman's body

I dream of a woman's body 
and of wrapping it in my arms
and watching as it gets slushy
and as she progressively 
becomes more slutty.
 
I'd like to play with it 
like a fishers price toy.
And go fishing until 
I've reached the treasure.

With a woman's body the fun
is never really over and I'll 
keep scobba diving until 
I've seen all four walls.
And pushed each and every lever. 

Some women than like to sever 
all ties and be the player. 
But when I dream of a woman's 
body I dream that time is frozen.
And that this one sensuous moment
could last forever.

But I haven't found her body yet.
I regret....    

  


Details | I do not know? | |

Optimistic

It was mostly in white 
and in other colors maybe,
Had everything a child need
Had every dream a child dreams
It was a smile
It was innocence
It was warm
It was security
Had all three of us wrapped 
slept tight into the deepness of it
into easy and simple
caught up too strongly, not to leave
A Good bedtime story would justify our needs
too young and too pure
We were together, here and for all
Even the atmosphere's scent smelled love
It is everything I dream about now
It was a peace of mind and it is,
Just a memory of it 
Do you still know well your own childhood?
How little mind of yours kept  Big happy thoughts
How little heart of yours loved truly the whole world
How little you were, and how small were your penalties
How far you looked ahead to the future,
By tomorrow you were hopeful and content about yesterday
But now,you're all grown up and life is just a pass ticket to hell or heaven,
Lost hope in tomorrow and ain't satisfied by how yesterday came
How long have you been like that and since when life took over,
Were you optimistic or naive ?
When you used to build castles out of mud
When you used to dress to be like a superhero
When you used to root for the good to win,
knowing deep down it will always do
You gotta be thinking now
Must been a naive,
Yet you were OPTIMISTIC !



Details | Classicism | |

Evening walk

Aimless mind slap bang
Coated out to spring
Dressed up, bear body hiding
Set out the old road along

The bus or the tram
Unless may be the train
To right or the left no plan
Time and space came

The side where I belonged to
The tram was on way from left to
Undecided space came think to
Opened the door just get into 

Passengers were on seats
Passersby were in streets
Seemed to be direct targets
Looking at their end points

Planned and minded among
Blank and aimless I am
Getting down one by one
One and only in I am

Reverse way to the direction
Same as the tram to go again
Waiting for till times come
End or the beginning no aim

Passengers were on seats
Passersby were in streets
Driver is on the seat
I am also on my seat

All they know their aim
I don’t have a plan
Left or the right same
Just for the pass time

Udaya R. Tennakoon








Details | Quatrain | |

Deceiving Dreams

Living in a dream is an exception The scenes are all real strange and different The music within it are all chained down Never do the notes express their lament As the nature of the dream is a swamp Portraying and delving an eerie truth Not knowing if you should get wet within Or find dry land and see just what your worth Dreams are deceiving, just where are you now Do you know exactly what they’re made of However strange they are, sometimes they’re great The best thing you could imagine with love I can see the dream floating above me I picture my soul lifting into it Dedication ensues now for this dream No longer is this view strange, it’s legit Power, this dream harbors a grand scene here Inside I see the immense existence Another massive passion within it Extreme lifelong passion deliverance But unlike the superior dreams bright There are those that fear envelopes inside The whistle blows letting you know time’s up You have entered the end of the bright side And darkness becomes all that you can see It radiates out from every corner I must find a way out, I must wake up That way I make sure it doesn’t bother The eventual dream mystifies me Always in the dark realm of the unknown I know sometimes I resist to dream then It comes to pass, I’m proud to dream what’s shown Russell Sivey


Details | I do not know? | |

A Chipped Heart

A Chipped Heart...


Dreaming, my heart brittle as glass,
my solitary facade a pitiful farce,

shards tearing out of my skin,
seeking release, from cages within,

I am lost, in the dream,
bellowing out a silent scream,

torn from reality, drowning in the now,
yet I refuse,
I refuse to succumb,

I refuse to bow.



My chipped heart, may be wounded,
wreathed in pain,

still,

I believe, love, truth, belonging,

will take my hand,

again...


Details | ABC | |

I Can't Believe It's Really Over This Time

I really hate this feeling, sometimes I wish I could stop breathing. I don't wanna try, just leave me here to die. You were the thing that made my life living for, but your no longer mine anymore. I feel so much pain, sometimes I believe I'm going insane. I'm missing what we had, although it was bad. I'm always walking down memory lane, why can't you see my pain? I know people change, &&' things get strange. I guess I gotta face it, she's my new replacment. I can't believe it's really over this time, I feel as if i have commited a crime. I live in a world of sorrow, so I don't ever worry about tomorrow. I didn't even have time to cry, because i had already said bye. I feel like I'm digging a deeper whole, so I'm hoping Jesus will take control. I'm sorry for my dumb mistake, but baby now I'm wide awake.


Details | Epigram | |

HESITANT DREAMS

HESITANT DREAMS 

The impatient gates of 
Expectations,
Opened wide before the
Hesitant dreams,
And
Begged them, forward to rush, 
For to
Cross the threshold of 
The awaiting reality!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
    14 APRIL 2013



Details | I do not know? | |

Could have

He listens as she talks to him 
Everyday they see each other there love grew stronger 
As everyone assumed they would get married and have a few kids 
Rain like tears came down from the sky at a football game where it all started 
To this day she thinks about how if she would have forgotten about that boy she could 
persure that dream she had
She could have been rich 
She could have partied most of her life 
She could be in movies that she knows people would love and enjoy 
But she could always be happy with the love of her life,the one she fell in love with in high 
school  
Being that she did marry the guy she did not get to do her dream job 
Remebering either way she still would have been happy and right now she is 
Either way she would have found someone to love but would he have been 
As good as the man she has in her life right now 
Keep all the memories you have because someday you could get in a car wreak and lose 
Everything you have because that is what happend to this girl she remembers her 
husband,family and kids
She can not remember any new things that happen in her life so everyone keeps on helping 
her through it and hoping someday she will get her memory back.


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 | Prose Poetry | |

The Doorway

I’ve cut my hands on the broken screen door
of dreams meant to be deserted;
I can feel the rush of inclusion in a state of decay
as it gasps open against tucked in eyelids.
Smiles caught in dim headlights,
before the empty sway of drunken iron
drips from my palms as
inertia drives it all to fruition,
abstract revelations come to life.
My eyes stutter, fighting to 
keep them alive. 
I press reddened palms against 
the dusty doorway, count in
cadence meant for a heartbeat,
and breath in harmonic patience 
with something I wish I could understand,
but my sort of muscles are too weak to make an 
impact, my palms have become imprinted with the wake 
of trembling foundation’s sorrow.
               ….I look at them
pruned by the sour chaste of possibility;
rivers of emptiness run through my 
own imperfections. 
I’ve mended nothing.
they’re still…
cold. 
These dreams are stone,
and I am only flesh;
Pounding my fists against a doorway
that has long forgotten I am here. 
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


Details | I do not know? | |

Is Life but just a Dream--Reality

Many say we in a dream world
Tis all just a dream 
We all be in
and one day we shall find
As we wake up..
that life was just a dream 
all this time...

As I told this person
Tis if all this be so..
If be such a dream
Pinch yourself...
Then you feel 
The extremes

But then tis person 
said... yes you can feel 
within your dreams
but as life itself.. 
is just a mere dream

Then I said..
for tis if this be so
Then explained
Where???... when you wake up
Where? would you be???

For Jesus said..
"You Must become born-again"
As we born upon earth
Be reborn as of Eternally born-again.. 
so we be Eternally Liven.. 
When time comes for Heaven...

Tis be... Truth.. Reality
Life is Not just a dream
For Jesus did die upon the Cross
His Blood was shed
God had His Divine reasons
for us all to be cleansed 
from all our sins
God did raise up Jesus from the dead..
to save our souls.. for us to gain
Eternal Life tis Truth is to gain..

If you think within this life
is but a mere dream
You need to Wake up.. Now
for Satan has blinded your eyes
For Truth tis.. 
                           Now is Reality...
For Time soon shall be
The coming of our Divine King
Jesus Christ will return..
Rapture will take place
Those whomsoever belongs to Him
Those whomsoever is Eternally Born-again
Will go with Him
Glorious Divine Place.. Heaven
Given by God's Loving Grace..

Don't Fall for… Life tis but a Dream.. 
But for tis..  Truth is.. 
                                  Reality.. is Now
Choice for each of us… tis Now
Who do you Choose?
Choose Jesus.. Our Divine Christ
Then You will Never Loose...

For if Life tis be…  just a dream
For time when you do  ??? wake up...
Then tell me
Where will you be???

Come to Jesus...
Know ~Truth~.. Shall set you Free..


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Moment to Reflect

Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. Many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasure that are a wonder to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you can find rest, for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago prepare The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all a long time ago and I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please live inside of me until the end. I sow the seeds and when the harvest comes you will know where it can from. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


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Turn All Your Worries

"I don't know where to go,
And I don't know what to do."
Turn all your worries out to God;
Trust Him,
And He will lead you through.


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Never Take Hate Outside

When you're hurt inside,
And there's no where to hide,
And there's no one on your side,
And it's killing your pride,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is chocking,
The heavy words never spoken,
The things that hurt you inside,
When love has died,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is gone,
From being alone,
And it beats a solemn tone,

When you're cold inside,
It's only a short ride,
Never take hate outside


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Lives to Live

We have dreams to fulfill.
We have goals to achieve.
We have hearts to inspire.
We have love to give.
We have faith to teach.
We have hope to send.
We have strength to create.
We have bravery to find.
We have positivity to shine.
We have courage to build.
We have stories to tell.
We have hands to hold.
We have lives to live.
All in Your Heavenly name,
We pray,
Amen.


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It takes my breath away

The way you move when I pray,

It just takes my breath away.


Little prayers sent up to your throne,

no more for them to roam,

brings relief when whispered in my ear,

It takes my breath away.


Your arms around me is all I need,

I realize when I see, that your embrace

just takes my breath away.


Nobody can show their love the way you do,

It just takes my breath away.


When I think your far and I wait to hear Your voice,

You reply in such away,

that it takes my breath away.


So long I wait, but when I'm still,

You come and take my breath away.

Your Majesty stay,

please take my breath away.


Written by:©Betty Bolden

12-9-04

All my poems are copyright!


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WITHOUT DREAMS



An infinite scourging desert life would be
An endless journey into reality and schemes, 
Without oases, where we could rest and cool
If wouldn't have had the chance to make dreams*


© Demetrios Trifiatis
  05 SEPTEMBER 2014 

 
*Inspired by Eileen Manassian’s poem,A DREAM WITHIN REALITY.
And the comment I made: Without dreams ,life would be an endless journey on an infinite scourging desert, without ever finding an oasis to rest for to carry on your voyage!



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The Things I want, The Things I Get

Once upon a time I loved a girl but she didn’t love me back.
Once upon a night I wished on a star but my dreams never came to pass. 
Twice I think I hoped for the sun and not the rain pouring in.
But my cover flew away and the drops soaked through my skin. 

I think I could wish for hard times and the dark,
And just to spite my soul the world would set ablaze from a single spark.
My money would pile high, 
girls would wave as they walked by.
And the one thing can I say for this life,
Is no one ever got a damn thing from goodbye. 


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SHOWTIME

          SHOWTIME
Come life and death of it you blessed rhapsody
you've played for long enough and now it's time to go
there's not a better time than now to let it be
insanities its own and best reward you know

deep in the night while there's no certain thing
but passion for the grief that lingers on and on
as damp and cold as fog as hot as summers sting
come life and death of it before this act is gone

there must be question to the ends uncertainty
that's led us guessing, why was this thing said
and is the act onstage or what the actors see
beyond the blinding light among the walking dead

who come to be amused right through our greatest fear
of no aplause; or laughter where there should be none
and we must speak each word for everyone to hear
exactly as they plan so that the show goes on.

and yes they knew the end before the curtain call
but made production's costs a thing to bear
and every star that's in the sky could surely fall
from how it shines tonnight unless the fire is there

they cannot see the moving of the props around
sometimes in pandemonium, at best in haste
nor setting of the stage--this is our holy ground
the tinting of each face the tightening of waist

there no one dares to tread except for those who see
the detail of it all must blend into the play
as carefully as we make this, our tragedy,
the making up must be complete in every way

we must not let the ending go beyond the end
or all is lost and all we'll hear is mumbelings 
and lack of press where there has never been a friend
so life and death of it come down though pain it brings

let not the curtain to ascend the play is done
and weary are the actors they've performed quite well
as real as life so now the show must not go on
past curtain fall there's nothing more we have to tell.
©ronwilson aka veebdosa the doylestown poet


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Thinking of You

Sitting here in the darkest hour all alone 
thinking of you and me together as one 
When i lay my head down im thinking of you 
When i dream im dreaming of you and me 
When i start to smile i know it's becouse of your sweet way 
When i stop to think of you comeing near by to see me 
I start to think and wonder about you 
Day and night in your arm's i dream 
always of having you here with me your sweet embrace  
Forever i hope to long for 
Never will and never give up faith  
Alway's thinking of you in my arms  


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Miracle

I was in a panic my heart beating rapidly

At the thought of losing it all.

I looked around and what I found

Were angels starting to fall.

 

Warriors from up above

Sent to help the willing,                             

But what they had wasn’t enough;

to stop humanity from killing.

 

For they were corrupt and unjust

In what they have learned

They didn’t realize that all of their sinning;

Was going to get them burned.

 

 Here are all of the angels;

 Working hard to save

These people who just laugh at death

And the gift in which he gave.

 

There was an angel so beautiful,

One I couldn’t see- for there was

A bright white light

Surrounding him and me.

 

He kissed my temple and he whispered

Everything was going to be okay.

I felt the warmth of the message

That he tried to relay.

 

A peace washed over me as I realized;

 I had spoken to God,

I watched the dirty looks and heard the snickers

Of those who found it odd.

 

For in this age it is impossible,

To speak to the creator,

It must have been a demon in disguise

A great impersonator.

 

They were wrong

 I have never had such a great feeling,

Energy passed through me

 And healed the pain I’d been concealing.

 

I will always remember

The day that I had needed

A miracle from up above

My prayers had been heeded.


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Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

Everyday, to God I pray
For answers to Life's enigmas
Patience lays in wait to stay-
To cleanse our Social Stigmas
We pass the time in our idle Dreams:
Like fallen Stars in singing streams


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NEXT LIFETIME



I'll meet you
Next lifetime
When everything is
In its perfect place
When all questions
Are answered
In the courts of heaven
When dreams 
Become real
When time lets go 
of empty memories
And forever is filled 
With magical moments to last 
I'll feel you 
When the heartbeat 
is steady and sure
When I have nothing else to write about
But only of us
I'll meet you there
Next lifetime.



(Note : Though unfinished, I'm glad to post this. Wandering mind and sensitive 
heart keep me warmed up to the task. Hope it doesn't take me till next life
to finish this one though...By the way, to anyone, please don't hesitate to 
correct me with proper syntax and better grammar, if needs be.. :-)..thanks!    
)



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An Astronaut

I think I was an astronaut
Aimed for the stars.
They fill me up;
They refuel my tank.
They enable me to believe,
Telling me to never give up
As they follow me all of my days.
If only we could see the beauty
That they truly are.
They shout out dreams
That we can reach so far.
Climb into the rocket
And liftoff!
On a journey to discover ourselves,
We are taught so much more,
Learning our goals are only a plan away.
Even thought we must return,
I know that I will be back.
I am an astronaut,
And we always reach for the stars.


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NIGHT OF DREAMS


Once I thought I awoke in a vault
After spending the night in a dream.
Dark and discrete, but never complete 
And having no reason or theme.

Bound to remain outside the domain
Of twisted truth and disguise.
My mind so drear, and full of fear
I was scared to open my eyes.

Oh, my soul, the nightmarish ghoul 
The pain and anguish I feel.
Oh to awake and know in my soul
It was only a dream and not real.

It reigns so dark and doesn't impart.
From the start, no sense it made.
So mysterious, and at times delirious
As sprinkles of happiness fade.

The sprinkles I fear to nothing adhere,
But falling between the cracks.
A thunderous roar is now at the door,
As a train rumbling down the tracks.

Now at the crossing, tumbling and tossing
And thinking I may have slept.
Hearing the mumble of the sounding rumble
In a puddle of tears I've wept.

Onyx fur, I now see in a blur,
As out of the mist she came.
A message from her in an aging slur,
As sands of time quickly drain.

A familiar face hovers from space,
Old, with thin matted eyes.
Mournful the moan, and totally alone,
With tracks from tears she cries.

No longer a form in reality's norm,
But diverse her forms in a dream.
She comes to remind in the passing of time,
The troubles that life will bring.

The moon on the rise fills the night skies,
And the stars on the canopy glows.
Is life really real, or a dream we repeal
When we lay ourselves down in repose?


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cycles of love

my mark is fresh like snow in air
brisk and mist will crisp on hair
fists ball up from risk to care
whisper and stare but all is fair
love and reason, flow like seasons
the endings blending and quite seeming
parts of hearts, tho awake or dreaming
half is seeing, the other believing
eyes align and beats will sync
eyes a line for heat to sink
taken quickly for a fall
lovers stroll through memories' hall
echoes stir sight and scent
my senses flight keeps suspense
until logic teaches what it meant
all good things come to an end
summer lighting longer days
more hours to burn for lovers lay
precious tokens we hope to stay
from constant change or parting ways
spring into action to save those astray
a few more years can cost a pay
with lives and sacrifice displayed
perhaps tomorrow will be okay
years can fly like clouds in sky
feelings revealing what to decide
and just like that were back to try
to love the same until we die


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The Key

Gather all the beauty you can see
and make a wonderful sparkling key
each time it turns will makes you smile

Your door will open up with style.
then  sweet and loving words will roll
the key will unlock your mind and soul

Sad old  thoughts will be on the run
Replaced by magical hours of fun
Now your life has turned around

With the inner peace that you have found
And everyone will rush to see
The holder of this beautiful key

They will learn that life can be something new 
Universal dreams are pure and true
So change each day from grey to blue

Shine the rainbow colors 
with the radiant heart that beats in you 
and find your key of life in YOU.


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Bradlee Joe Rasmussen

Bradlee Joe is mine, he's always been mine,
The younger brother of David Authur Rasmussen Jr.,
Those gorgeous brown eyes staring at me, natural hair color,
That's brown; just like his brothers, but he dyed it blonde.<3
That gorgeous angel face, I think of him everyday all day, think of,
Those memories, that smile, that laugh, that voice, those strong arms,
The strong arms that hold me, just like his brother used to.
The sweet things he says to me, those precious eyes look into,
Into mine, the way he runs his fingers through my hair, the way he tickles me,
The way we play wrestle, the way we talk, the way we look at each other.
Eyes full of wonder, wonder how long we'll stay together, then he says,
He says "Baby we'll stay forever", and I believe every word he says,
My God if he only knew, knew how he makes my heart pound, the way,
The way it's just so easy to talk to him, man I can tell him anything, and I know,
I know that he'll keep it a secret, that's why I trust him with everything,
Everything inside of me. Everytime he asks me if I wanna start,
Start over with him, I always say yes, because I love him!!
No matter how much he hurts, I'll always love him, I do, because,
Because I know it's real, I love him with everything inside of me,
I want to wake up next to him everymorning and fall asleep,
Fall asleep in his arms everynight, say "I do" to him, have his,
Have his children, be in love forever, my God I've never felt this way before.
I fell for him the first moment I saw his gorgeous smile light,
Up that dark lunch room, the way you hugged me tight, exchanged,
Exchanged numbers with each other, and the way we talked on the phone for hours on end,
Oh how I wished for you to be mine, How I still wish to change,
Change my name to Briana Lynn Rasmussen.
Babe I can't inagine a world where you don't exsist, babe without you,
Without you I'd honestly die.
The son of David Authur Rasmussen Sr. and Sandi Rasmussen,
The brother of David Authur Rasmussen Jr, and Cheyeene Rasmussen,
The cousin of Kenneth Michael Hampton, better known as Mikey :) You have
Have a older bro, a younger sister & brother, and you have you,
Father's eyes, your brother's strength, your mother's beauty, and your crazy,
Crazy sense of humor.
With you I can't stop smiling, laughing and giggling.
Babe I am finally home, it's been a long time, and I am glad you kept the bed warm for me,
My home is with you, it's the only place where I belong, and babe I am so glad to be home.
I love your curly hair, I love the way you hold me, the way you kiss me, the way yoy,
You love me.
I love everything you do, and everything about you,
Babe I really do hope that day comes where we say "I do."
Hell I'd do it right now if I could, if you wanted me the same.
I want to be the mother of your children, I want to be the on;y woman you come home to,
Come home to after work, the one you give sweet kisses to, and the one you tell,
Tell me about your day, the one who wants to fall asleep in your arms, and 
Wake up in your arms with my head on your chest, see your sweet smile everyday,
Hear the words "Good Morning Baby, how'd you sleep?"
I'd reply sleepily "Great, how bout you Angel?" I love everything about you, everything
Everything you say, babe I love the fire in your eyes, the way you are protective over me,
The way you fight for me.
Babe I just wanna be your forever, and when we die baby,
I want to be laidto rest next to you, or with you in the same casket, because,
Because I'm only me when I'm with you, you are the only one who keeps me warm, The only one
Only one who makes me feel like I am home, like I'm finally alive,
Like I'm finally me, babe you are my better half and really honestly,
I've been so lost without you, and I am so glad to be back home.


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Dreams

Everyday I dream
I dream of your beautiful smile
That special one that drives me wild
I dream of holding your hand
Which makes me feel important and grand
I dream of kissing your soft lips
Even then the beat of my heart skips
I dream of our bodies touching one another
Only yours not some other
I dream of being with you forever
Staying true to you and never leaving, never
Everyday I dream
And one day my dreams will come true
And then I will be with you


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Alarm to Excel

On the wake of my call;
I sought through the thoughts
that envelops my thoughts
with trumpets in my head;
I lay back billowing,
gazing into the thoughts of 'expectancy'
Mirrors shimmering,
showing forth my strength.

Those are the days of struggle,
the little beginning seem not enough 
at the promise that lies ahead.

Why give up on the banks of hope, 
when there are much to live for?
The road might not seem so clear
but therein lies your path.
What is it that you want, 
go for it and don't care.
Dwell not on the social trumpet 
but swim on through your inner whistle.

The lying truth remains such that
life's dilemma's stem from the
inner conflict of 'expectancy' and 'want'.

So why bother
when the burden 
seem not to bother
your mama calls
your sister calls-
listen to them but don't fret.
what is it that they expect 
and what is it that you want?

listen to the call of your heart
and therein you shall rest.

You want to be this!
you want to be that! 
why follow public pressure?
with every step comes a close, 
so follow your heart and stride.

Ten walks in the night,
yes! nine narrow nights, 
and one sweetened dawn! 
you see THEM dancing your praise.

Oh my soul to thee I pledge,
I thank thee for the light
that illuminates my night.
with every call comes
a sullen silence that slaps
to give in I shall not! 
but with that lion 
I shall forge on to the front.

My weakness might envelop my sight
but with my strength
I shall overtake them all.

To the everyday music of my heart, I shall dance
and with it comes I the Joseph in my Land.


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MY DEEPEST PROMISE

I can’t promise you that dark clouds will never hover over our lives...
I can’t promise you that the future will bring us many rainbows...
I can’t promise you that tomorrow will be perfect or that life will be easy...
But I can promise you my everlasting devotion...
I can promise you my loyalty...
I can promise you my respect and unconditional love for our life time and after that...
I can promise you that I will always be there for you...
To listen, to encourage and to give you my shoulders when yours is broken...
I promise to lend you my wings when yours have trouble flying...
I promise to catch you and carry you when you feel like giving up...
I promise to share your pain and your burden...
I promise to be at the center of your joy...
I promise to dream with you... hope with you and build with you...
I promise to share my dream and my life with you...
I promise to be your friend when you really need one...
I promise you that everything will surely be alright no matter how
Stuffed up they might seem or be...
I promise you that I will always take life blows in your place...
All that I ask of you is that you trust me...
Give me your hand and let me lead the way...
GIVE ME THE CHANCE TO MAKE IT ALL GO AWAY WHENEVER IT GO’S
WRONG!!!


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Dreams Die

Lost in a dream of wonders and surprises. I walked hand and hand with my angel tonight. Hearing the whispers of your voice And the way it felt being held when times were rough. My dreams now shattered and torn apart. I am left broken hearted inside myself Feels like the clouds have departed and I fell. Spinning towards the ground with no safety net around. My angel has always been there but not tonight. Will my angel catch me before I hit the ground? Will my angel leave me alone? Why did our dream have to die? Do you see the tears I cry tonight?


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Drowning

drowning...

Screaming silently for that one breath

of life...

that whirling maelstrom of beaten-down loss upon wrap-around defeat

of life...

that mercilessly shovels heaps of leaden rubble as you try to get back on your feet

drowning...

mute and dumbly flailing in the raging torrent

of being...

but a mere speck of dirt on the tapestry of a world, that at times, is quite abhorrent

drowning...

quietly wishing to surrender to the nothingness that seductively beckons, as you gasp

while...

hoping against all hope that a lifeline would appear suddenly within your grasp

drowning...

yet caught in the ghastly waters of unchartered isolation

feeling...

a trickle of hope amidst the gushing liquid of sheer desolation

drowning...

whilst holding on to slivers of sanity when blistering madness calls out to you

as...

faltering weaknesses snap and gnaw at your state of being, out of the pristine clear blue

drowning...

i have felt the pull of life's devious current as it has stripped me of my self and left me naked and bare

and still...

i fight with every suffocating breath left within

to surface and to cling onto

another gulp of life's coarse and putrid air...


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For a Moment

For a moment, I believed I even allowed myself to breathe. . . To smile upon you in all that was said and done For a moment, you were there And a simple thought made me beam I was there looking you in the eye it seemed For a moment, doubt swept under my feet Threatening to bring me to the ground But your words pulled me up by the string For a heavy moment, I realized Just how far you are from me Too far to be close—to far to allow that smile And for another sad, long moment, I sit here in awe-struck despair Wondering why the smile was ever there


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Through Your Soul

Pardon me for this intrusion
But after all it’s my illusion

So I guess it’s up to me
Who and what I shall be

So as I crack another grin
Over the situation I am in

Read these words of my truth
We are as old as our youth

Age is certainly no reason why
Grab a dream and kiss the sky

Winner is I have been told
He who holds all the Gold

Let me add one small detail
I think gold will melt in hell

I traded in my Midas touch
A pot of Gold for a crutch

That’s all ok I don’t even care
I earned the grey in my hair

I earned the wisdom in my truth
Making Poetry my fountain of youth

I reflect on what my life shall be
Grab a dream and dance with me

We will dance from star to star
Embracing who and what we are

Maybe we will stop by the moon
So our dance won’t end to soon

Kicking us up a little dust
Shaking off a little rust

Then back to earth for a while
I sure do love the way you smile

Eyes dancing with pure delight
As they meet with mine tonight

Take my breath and words away
Tell me my love what could I say

Give me love or give me death
Come closer let me taste your breath

Let me feel your every move
Soft, slow, tender and smooth

Come explode with me today
As through your soul I softly play



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Passion in D-Major

Passion in D-Major


Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,

swirling,

to a symphonic crescendo,

of our shared heartbeats,

fading between the notes,

feeling your soft body entwined 
with mine,

your form bathed in my infinite 
kisses,

our orchestral desire rising,

conducting a shared fusing of 
passion,

... the music echoing ...

over the precipice,

on the brink of dazzling rainbow 
hues,

lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,

plunging through the depths of 
rhyme,

pleading,
forever pleading,

for a prolonged,

bouquet of shared time.


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Within Me


Within Me

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

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

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

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

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



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Enveloped Dreamscape

In the quiet, the night to focus on Dreams escape my head bringing dusty eyes I follow its lonely steps to darkness The moon begins to shine, starts to revise Fog envelopes me holding me so tight I can’t breathe, suffocating, I don't lie… End of life forms before me, true as night I finally suck in breath of the sky Calmness enters my troubled head for once Fog starts to recede, I see a home there Is it mine, what is the purpose of this My dreams, so lost, am I truly aware Where am I to be in this dream, fancy I delve into the space under this moon Bewilderment occupies my shaved head Smooth as silk, I follow nothing so soon The fog starts to cast its way in again I’m blinded only by the moon’s blue light Now I must sit, I am tired, can’t go on I hear the ocean, is it a new sight I wake to the sound of my noise maker To see thick fog covering everything Every thought is clear, I can concentrate I blame it on my dream, ventured seeing Russell Sivey


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STAY ON CHEER

These pass years, I have been in a quest..
There are times I want to stop but I guess..
If steps and risks aren't taken, I'll be waste..
Thus, I try and try slowly not in haste..

To become a Saint, one must be chaste..
To become a hero, must death be faced?
To become renown, must fame be chase?
However, to be love, must one be on same race?

Building long lasting & steadfast relationships..
Will require from you more than stewardship..
Even more than a deal of companionship..
And more than just friendship..

It takes the right time...
Sometimes months extending to years..
Or a whole of a lifetime..
Only God knows yet stay on cheer..

By: olive_eloi
5:29pm
10/10/2013


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living in a dream world

you were there
and so was i
you in youre world and me in mine
yet somehow we werent there at all
and our worlds were just to small
together we would unite
leaving our old worlds behind
creating a new worlds together
one that we would share forever and ever
now here we are
as we have and always will be
in a world that we created
for only you and me
no longer in our own worlds 
but in our dream world


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life & beginning

Everybody has a one time & one time only beginnin in dey life

Weather it starts with yo first word or makin a pretty lady your wife

It starts out nice because your going in knowing its going to be hard

Your eager to work hard live hard and win by far

You do fine when you are a month or 2 in pushin the dream

But oh so quickly do we learn things are not what they seem

I care a lot about what my future holds, i aim for the gold

And not once did i forget what i was told; about life of course

But life is a course so i dnt plan on showin remorse

I would love to take this world by force

Only, it gets harder as i dig deeper and i realize the hill is gettin steeper

I feel that life is the grim reaper of dreams and courage

I want my courage, i need my courage, so life will not destroy my courage

I fell so hard that life knocked the dream out my heart and replaced it with reality

I curled up like a child experiencing the worst ever tragedy

Fallin every step i take, feelin gettin up would be a waste and that life should jus devour me

But no i wont let it simply cuz ma heart is not prosthetic 

I have the soul of a spartan and the strength of a god

Im only human so i am indeed against all odds 

No one will control me or replace the faith i have 

No matter how hard i fall i will definitely get the last laugh

Life is only how you want it and how you make it

To me life is the dream and your dreams are reality

So my beginnin is da day i realized my dream was never replaced with reality

It just grew bigger inside of me





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The Sol's Efflorescence

There lays a dream amidst the green green grass
The sweetest dream unfurled,
T'was then that love would bloom with growth
Inside that dreamlike world.

The prickly grass that touched my stem
The sun which warms my soul,
Took everything I offered it
My heart it came and stole.

Whenever sunshine shined on me
I was happy and so free,
My petals danced and pollen flew
Beneath the redwood tree.

When it was sad it rained all day
My roots felt all its tears,
A flood; A puddle; drenched me deep
My petals torn, severe.

My leaves were drooped; my stem so weak
But sunshine came to aide,
It shined on me to pick me up
Said I must not be afraid.

Now when the skies are gray with glum
I bask in all its hurt,
I stretch my roots down in the ground
Planting myself in dirt.

Oh sunshine please don't go away
Illuminate my growth,
Beneath this redwood tree Ill stay with you
To you I make this oath...


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It Took A Lot of Faith

If they ask me how I did it,
How I got here today,
I will love and laugh and smile
And say, "It took a lot of faith."


Details | I do not know? | |

The Energy of Hatred

I see my faith it’s so worn and lost
At least I know this
I drink my daily cup of lust
I know I do not need it
I am living in my own ways
Too bad my soul is rotten
I know that all life is dead
Seems you’ve all forgotten

Ash and dust are in our eyes
We dream that we’re alone here
We’ve let their hate hypnotise
There’s nothing now to hold dear
It’s here I stand without my lies
I know I’m so near
But when I’m close I hear you die
And I am left here

Now I’m high without my skin
Seems that hate surrounds me
I will fade into my mind
I dream I am free
The balance is so lost right now
When I can hear you
The fuel of hate will fill me up
Now I am dead too

Ash and dust will fill my mind
I live in someone’s anger
When I’m here I am so blind
The smell of death will linger
Now that hate is on my side
I’m breathing with my power
But fading out will make me hide
And now my hate is sour

Waking up I am not dead
But I must start again
I just try to sleep instead
This will make it rain
So I arise among the lost
Silence in my thoughts says:
You are alive but you are gone
But it is here you must stay

So when hate comes to take me down
I know I must erase it
And if I find that it makes me drown
I know I must escape it
The ash is trust, it’s in your bread
You can’t survive without this
Possessing dust is in your head
But with this you seek bliss
Here I am I know what’s true
I live for myself
Once you see you live for you
You will see your own wealth


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casey

Casey, your a friend that is never forgettable. Your like the sun that always shines down on 
me and brightens up my day. Guys have dreams and my dream came true by meeting you. 
your hugs send warmth to my heart and without u my life isn’t complete. Your smile, hugs, 
just everything about you makes my life want to go on and never give up. Just thinking of 
you makes a guys heart flow with love and character, without you the world isn’t completer
	What I see is a girl that was lost till I found her and I wont ever let her get lost 
again because she was the one that my heart wouldn’t let go.
Your more then everything to me and no girl could ever replace u because you’re the one 
who keeps my blood flowing and keeps me warm when it could be freezing outside. Your love 
for me is so strong that even my dreams dream about you


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idk

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


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She

She

She smiled, gently,
her warmth infusing me,
with a serene stillness of time.

She settled, slowly,
in my waking thoughts,
a soothing balm of simple joy.

She remains, scribbled,
on the walls of my fractured heart,
memories of happiness that once breathed...



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The Blood of Time

My curse flys with the vulture
who has never learned to die
My blood runs in the water
that reflects the bleeding sky
My soul hides in the shadows
that dance with fire
Forever

Forever leaving footprints in the sand
that lead to the moon
Or Armageddon

Footprints of fatigue
putrid with deception
or fleeting hope...
proud in the exhausted moonlight


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MLK HONORED "THIS DREAM TO YOU" COMING TRUE ON INAUGURATION DAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARTIN LUTHER KING JR.
JANUARY 21st

This Dream To You! Coming true on Inauguration Day..

I could have run,
And tried to hide.
When God said, 
"Go against the tide." 
Preach Unity,
And never fight.
All races on earth, 
Have equal rights.
In Peace and Love, 
"I Have A Dream."
No prejudice,
0r hatred, 
Life Serene!
I could have tried,
To run and hide. 
But either way, 
I would have died.
So I chose,
To carry on.
To show in peace, 
We can be strong.
"I Have A Dream."
 It must come true!
And now God gives, 
This Dream To You.. 

------- Author's Notes -------
       MAFLongfellow
In honor of Martin Luther King Jr. and Our new President Obama


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soft strength

pleasure leaks as your sweet harmony joins my vicious endeavors, a new genre for your love streams, my manhood elevates your passion capturing your emotions' allow me to bury my transgressions please rescue me from my intentions. purify my soul open my eyes to a love untold', conquer my heartbreak align my romance with the deepest parts of your fears, catapult my ambitions unmask my ignorance sweet dear for the sweet edge of my sword of bravery admires my prideful gain.


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An acquired taste

  Sweet sweets,  the marrow and feets.  This lusting for organs, sinew, and meats.  Lovely is this vibration of death echoing along my taste buds.  Warm, pungent breath.  Like a holocaust nightmare filling my lungs with blood. I’ve that slow motion gaze. Trapped in a moment on repeat. It’s flavor. It’s a dream. The dull click of bone shards meeting my teeth, and the pop of my jar meshing together in one single romantic duet.  Lament for decay, consumption. Everything devours everything and we’re all lost in oblivion. Beyond the mouth of madness, down the hatch onto our final movement.  Stomach lining of the abyss is where we’ll meet at last.


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Part 1 - Life Awaited

I have a story that needs be told
A story I never knew if words can transcript
For it belongs when in dreams I enroll
Visions before or an afterlife if I shall seek

If it all shall begin… it begins with me
A stranger living in a past, a stranger place to have been
Another world for my eyes… a world yet to be
For the voice need be deciphered for it all to mean

It was past several nights ago
A paled darkness I remember to have sunken into
Perhaps too much of love I have enfold
Or simply too much of a self I’m lesser to overrule

Venturing in thoughts unrealized… unknown
I am lost and alone, unloved and unworthy
Behind a closed door, am I to feel at home?
Needing answers for my troubled mind… needing tranquility 

As I began dwelling into myself nevertheless
I shut away a world I have come to know too well
A stranger finding a resolve, a past to rehearse
Yet having found was a voice… an alternative to compel

The voice has only but left me enthrall
A language unheard of… perhaps of an ancient tongue
And to understand… how is it I am empowered?
And trailing behind, an aria from others sung


“I was enchanted by those who sung… they who sing
Like sylphs, like sirens… unearthly yet encompassing
Did I remember being at home, behind a closed door?
Or is it a dream I slumbered into for a time to recall?
An hour less before midnight for an hour more before daylight
Yet of thirteen bears the time I see for my hourly need to hide
A truth perhaps far from disbelieve is all I’m left to see
Yet… the mysterious voices promises me for what couldn’t be
Like gravity… flowing without control, without life own
Like a design for quivering quivers to the shivering unknown
And blinded of numbered time, I allow myself this moment
This moment when love isn’t at all to matter even
Timeless became my life, sinking into the voices of the unholy
Knowing an answer I seek no more from a world reasonably 
Almost a subtle caress to have perhaps felt their touch
Flirting with me, toying with my soul a little too much
Have they not to bring solace… I wouldn’t have believe
Have they not voices as intriguing… if I can simply leave?
And they sung ever on… evermore, forever to be
Giving me a shade of another world unimaginable to see
Perhaps nothing more from my real world I need hear
Compassion for another… a self I need no longer dear
Entice yet… I hear the aria softening away for another
Branding into my mind till possibly shall life departs me forever
For when it came, it belongs an utterly voice to articulate
A much deeper sounding of another language to translate
And unheard of were the words spoken in today’s tongue
Yet heard were the words I somehow understood to have undone
However all has come to pass, darkness returns with a familiar door
Delivering me from my moment for another moment to recall
An awakening for a darker side or a lighter side of life awaited
I cannot know with my deliverance kept at bay of time presented
And no sooner than I realize am I back in my room once more
Gifted of words is all but all to reside from an ever before”

“Fear is a fire
To temper courage and resolve
Be it desire
To quench the thirst for one’s unfounded lost”

That be of words left for me
Spoken without teachings of today to date
Yet burnt into mind was what I see
A reference perhaps from a past to now relate

A moment given I can still believe
That moment if I am to encounter once more
To explain the least for my words receive
Be it a dream for the unknown to recall

Has it been past several nights ago?
Living in this dreaded world as a lesser self I am
If it isn’t for the voice… would life I have to behold?
To find a more positive side of a stranger me to befriend

Perhaps I will return once more unknowingly
And much I would give for this transaction be made
A founded lost must I be… in search of this tranquility
Surrendering to unforgiveable time if I must but await


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In the Coals

The sky danced a glimmer of setted sun blue
Softly through into the night
Like rafters keeping us safe on our path under heaven
Trees wove themselves over us
Breathing light from coals washed the five gathered faces
Flickered in their eyes and over their bodies
In the quiet I saw

In the south like the waves from beneath the sea
One spirit shone with a shimmering breath
And another in the west settled on the rafters there
With a sighing light barely seen and hardly felt
Amid the rafters of the north one other spirit swayed
There too an ethereal visitor echoed in the east
In the quiet I saw

Faces bright, strong and painted with a wash of . . . 
Contentment, save two, both fallen of crest
And still under the watchful eyes of Nokomis high in the skies
One rose to smile holding a light before him closely
But woe fell across the other for being there within already
As if unable to escape for eyes unseeing
In the quiet I saw

I watched a struggle between three spirit cousins
Over and all around they fought where he had fallen
So vicious this fight, it cast a shrouding over everything of him
For these two beasts snarled and slashed for dominance
While the third sat quietly as if waiting or perhaps just watching
With great patience for one to fall and it too was evil
In the quiet I saw

The sky shone softly in the ambient light of stars unglimpsed
For Nokomis with her watching eyes held us 
As only grandmothers do for having loved and loved her child’s children too
All through the night she held us as we sailed without a sound
Across and over the blue of setted sun somewhere next to here
With the warmth of coals burning nowhere save inside 
In the quiet I saw

In the quiet I saw five souls glimmering
In the quiet I saw a war cross one red road
In the quiet I saw the spirits of four ancestors
In the quiet I saw everything, nothing all that I needed
In the darkness of the madodoswun it is dark as pitch
And still, and yet . . .
Before the door whispered to open
I saw in the quiet still


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Break Free

Don’t tell me how I feel
You don't know what I’m going through
You’ll never understand
until you feel the same way I do

I wake up everyday
and even sometimes through the night
I’ll never feel the way I want
until the feeling's right

You may see me smiling
and you may think I’m fine
I’m only lying to myself
and I'm only wasting time

Escape the dream I’m dreaming
Wake up and realize
Nothing's free like love and living
So I'll push on until my demise

We have one life but two ways of living
So you can sit there and criticize
or break free from the dream you’re dreaming
and be like those you idolize

I’ve always tried to be
the only man I want to be
Now I’ve got to play the game
and never let the game play me

You never win the war
without going through some pain
and though I’m feeling sore
I will fight, and fight again

Now you see me standing,
against the highest wall
I tell you now, I'll keep on climbing
no matter how many times I fall.


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Autumn Leaves

Autumn leaves.
The ones that coloured my days golden, I long for them during the winter of my life.
I long for their warmth and how I long for their beauty.
Why have they left me?
I cannot bare the cold.

Numbed by the snow I gaze out into what is left of the seasons.
I cannot see clearly as nostalgia dances around me, twirling among the blinding shadows,
always just out of reach.
I can never hold her again.
She taunts me, but I can never hold her again.

My heart, my poor suffering heart.
There is no fixing this break, there is no going home again and there is no hope for
another Autumn.
I have come to the end of the road and there is nothing left but fields of white.
They beckon me.
I take a step and all at once a feeling of calm, complete calm, washes over me.
The world stands still, waiting for my descent.
I realize, then and there, this is the final chapter.
My last season, ending.
I take one last look at the dancer and dream one last dream of Autumn leaves.
My finale.
I am forever now, in the endless white.


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Dream Lover

Last breath of reality
Before my dream begins
A romance destined for fatality
Where my heart never mends

Living out a fairytale
For only a quarter of each day
The pleasure comes with pain
But the pain never goes away.

While i sleep, you remain close to me 
And treat me like your queen
You whisper sweet nothings in my ear
And keep me feeling so serene.

You kiss me like im dying
Like tomorrow is the end
And everyday I'm lying
Telling you you're just a friend

You hold me in your arms so tight
Promising to never let me go
Holding me all through the night
But morning is my foe.

Waking up in disappointment
I feel like the roles have changed
My life seems like a nightmare
The sweetest dream left my life deranged.

My dreams actually seem more real;
It's embarrassing just to admit
Reluctantly trying to share how i feel
Yet i've never felt so adamant.

Dreamlover, if you knew,
Youd tell me its just fine
But thats not what i want from you
I want your love all the time.


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Remember the Days

Listen my child to the sounds of love within your heart
Caress those dreams for they are what guide your life
Remember the days of the young because the weeks of the old never last as long
Learn to believe in yourself for you are the only one that can weaken the storm
Remember what my love has taught
You hold the whole world in your tiny hand but your strength could change it's whole aspect
You are the future  The determined soul  The one that will have to fight to carry on
I just pray the lessons learned now will not stray your childlike imagination when i am gone
and everything you see within me helps your unknowing path to life, love and dreams come true.


Details | I do not know? | |

Fate, Destiny, Life

This turns of life
This magnificent world of ours
Turning seconds by minutes
And minutes by hours

We struggled to find what is there
To find the path we have been searching for
Forgetting the obstacles we went
Forgetting that every step leads to a blocking wall

The real eternity of life
Lies in the hands of the people who believe
Whether they had chose a dream to strive for
Or a dream that will be deceive

It is up to us to choose our fate
But not to let it control us
Whether the time moves on or not
Into the future or the past

We can't change Fate
It had already being done
Because it is the earlier decision you made
Doesn't matter on what you want

Decision, is that the true meaning of life?
The lives we live forever
The soul we kept inside ourselves
While we wait for the moving time

Is that how we believe all this years?
That the path depends on what we choose
What can you say if you never get that path
And the others win and you start to loose

You look forward to that endless dream
While you just keep dreaming
Your hands, legs and body remained numb
Inside your own feelings

Is the world so big?
While we are so small?
Can we be the stars and the clouds
Can we be the meteor fall?

Does the impossibility exists in this world?
Is the world too small and realistic?
How can we answer all of this?
Not even the wise who stated the specifics

Fate, Destiny and our Life
The Path, Decision and the World
The Creations where Humans do not realised
That the road of our journey is just one circular twirl


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killing joy

Within the pearled
 half-light of morn',
 in the stilled silence
 of the first breath 

I watch opaque dreams
 drift to and fro,
 un-lighting the last star
 unhitching illusions
 the black silk sheet of night
 is pulled back
 and white silt skies of day
 roll out

again,
 in this never world
 I entertain grand designs
 serving them respect
 with small glances,
 filled with the denial
 of an ounce of lunacy 

the kookaburra is silent
 the morning song
 has canceled forever,
 I breathe the dust of sadness
 nevermore, how can I dance in life?
 when death is in my veins 

Surrounded by the essence of life,
 I am the agony,
 in the joy of this world.


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Distant Thoughts

As she sat in the garden, her book on her lap She hoped time would come to a stop How cool, how pleasant it was here It smelled of dreams, oh of that she was so dear! She wondered what she would be like as an animal Surely, she would be cruel and bestial Hungry and thirsty, filling up her hunger With those little beasts for whom she would be a predator! She wished she could have, at the tip of her fingers, magic Oh she would have surely tried every little trick From bringing back time to travelling further in time She would even sweeten the sour lime! She hoped someday, to travel to the sun Oh this was her dream, surely not a pun For, full of mystery is life and all that surrounds it So why not try to broaden further her knowledge a bit? The air was stifling, studies were boring, Romances in books are thrilling She wished for an eternal lover, Someone she would not be bored with, never ever! With these thoughts in her mind, she slept Her mind to great distances, stepped And she became there, her living dreams, her whims She became there, the Queen of her own films!


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Tipping

Gracious smiles, a waiter waiting.
The service: quite nice actually.
The drinks cool and food sating
My average appetite factually;

Who knew they had coca cola here
In the middle of the desert... odd
Isn’t it? I ordered water and beer
And here arrives our saviour, god

And leader, dressed in a brown
Shirt despite the pre-mentioned
Heat. He never wears a frown,
Even at rush hour not tensioned.

7.30 comes and goes, morning
Or night, we arrive, are seated
And eat. The waiter is fawning
But nice, the food is all treated

And we eat it all up, fulfilled by
A fountain of beverages he will
Provide. Full, we give a goodbye,
And place tips away from the till

So the manager cannot see, risky
Business. But how to divide the
Cost? Calculators grant only frisky
Fractions, I only had a mint tea!


Details | I do not know? | |

A Dream Of A Poet

My Dream is to reach out and inspire others no matter your color
You all are my sisters and brothers
I want to encourage them and remind them there  is hope you don't have to take your life with a rope or turn to dope
Yes we all have to struggle yes we all have been through the rain 
Soon the storm will end then that's when your new life can begin
I have faith that we will win
We have to take this stand together 
No I am not living in a fantasy world or using my imagination 
I am trusting our number one creation he never said it would be easy he said just trust and believe in he, this is my dream that I am bringing into reality 
You all will soon be set free
From all the heart ache and pain
There will be no more chains
Holding you back from your destiny
We all have to find our own identity 
 


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A letter for you(2)

You must be patient. Look the world and don’t say anything
look at you :The language is source of misunderstanding;
And your rebel golden hair is waving through  
The maze that is golden, too: it will remind you…
I love the round of the wind in the maze.
I love the sound of the breeze, while I gaze
A playtful bird in a the sky an other bird whom run 
-Karen calls this ,challenge, the moments of sun…
Bogardo`s song: “Forests` Fairy, be child again and play with me…”
I saw a green kitten that grew as cat whetting her claws on a tree;
Then ,as Green tigress running a stag in the silent green ;
Impressing dress, swinging long dress lovely waving so green…
This dream ,Daniel ,you may translate at the court of your Queen
You must come back at the same poem,at the same time
I’ll wait for you in the same blessed unforgettable rhyme
Happiness always tip-toes and suddenly brings 
Not only words of optimism, but certain things
Ready to fly with us above the Fallen Crest 
Brave Caryl, the most verses usually unwritten rest
Outside the entrance with many mirrors and wonders.
I’m trying to reply with verses to wonderful senders:
I don’t know why your names as fresh as a daisy                                               
Sound me so familiar that they make me so crazy
To think I learnt your poems by heart once, in the past.
From my monastery called tomorrow, covered by light’s dust
Michael ,you wake up a dream whose echoing like rain 
In my heart's joyous exile, has broken that  chain:
Rapping, tapping, slowly entered my prayer
Taking part to the  River Prayer, my  dear;
But don’t bet on me, because I don’t know if It is written
In the forest to find what you search: I am a silent birch
With the inner song and the feelings of our High Church.
I am the happy lark who meets you, old pelerine Mark
I found …!I found good earth. I’m resting now on this Ark.
From swirled clouds ,the splendid lasting mark
Is hold in frozen seasons and forests dark?
As secret flame of love of life ,of kiss  Of Mark 
Admiring the flight of birds and, the song of the lark;
I stayed a lot and meditated in a hot milk afternoon:
Sue’s  dunes like shapes of acratered 
moon .                                                                       


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Is it love

my heart is hard to touch but you can
If you want you can be my man
Your strong arms and tender kiss
When your gone thats what I miss

The way you hold my hand 
An you always seem to understand
When I need you your always there
When I am down you care


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Dreamy Girl

She was within the greatest of them all
The strong but sensitive heroine
The sweet yet sassy, spirited girl
Who harbored thoughts that could inspire the world
She sang with a voice that could sparkle the skies
She drew tears from the earth with her cries
The ground she trod engraved her steps
The memory of her presence it kept
She molded life from a drop
Of what lay in her heart
And released dreams into the atmosphere
With the misted breath of her mouth
She stood on the brink
Of what is and what could be
She gazed into the distance
And dreamed

She was, in actuality, a frail thing
No brave warrior or beauty queen
A quiet and withdrawn soul
Hidden within a physical mold
Her only garment was invisibility
She could only boast of not being seen
And living in a world of sights and sounds
In which her own could not be found
She stared at the world from behind a glass
They stared back at her, but stared right past
A soul that was burning bright and long
And they couldn’t hear the reverberating song
The tears in her eyes
They couldn’t realize
And the dreams in her hand
They wouldn’t grasp
And so she went from day to day
With only thoughts and never a say
She stood on the brink of what is and what will never be
Turned her face from the skies
And cried.


Details | I do not know? | |

Moments to Reflect Voyage

Moments to Reflect
                                          
                                                   Voyage
Dream voyagers seek reality with close eyes living within a big lie. Realist sees reality with their eyes open but their minds are closed life to them life is to be sold and not told. Traveling in this kind of world; it is hard for them to find that precious pearl, and it is not hidden, it is in plain sight if your heart is right. 

Those who are in Christ know where to go find that precious Pearl that can bring true reality within their world, free to live and to have  life without any sins. This is how their journey begins; walking in faith and living life right with no fear of the night. Treating others as they want to be treated, love is given without ending; as it is written. Keeping the Comments day and night eyes open to the reality of the Living Word that has been spoken. Placing the Christ first they know where their journey will end; everlasting life their voyage begins.

Those who dream and try to live a lie and those who called themselves realist will travel to and from getting nowhere fast; their voyage will never be done. For what they seek only comes from the One who sets high above upon His golden throne waiting on His children to come home. Everlasting life will be given and treasures that are never ending and this reality is just the beginning voyage to paradise you will be spending; this is what all should be seeking.

What waiting, no one can truly conceive; the wonderful Gift that you will receive if you chose only to believe. Faith is all need so get down on your knees and ask for forgiveness and let Jesus drive while you ride. 
There is only going to be one last journey all will take, a trip to paradise or to that fiery lake. The voyage that is called life is going to end, where are you going to spend what coming to all in the end? Dream voyagers seek reality with close eyes living within a big lie. Realist sees reality with their eyes open but their minds are closed and those that are in Christ know that the real voyage begins when you get down on your knees and ask Jesus to come in. When time comes to an end, dreams are for sleeper and having faith in Jesus will make you a keeper and true life begin and will never end.  Up or down where are you bound? 


Details | Free verse | |

Spindle, Hourglass, and a Doll

A young woman Sleeps Dreams of a spindle Possibly a magic spindle So she may spin Some special threads To create a lovely sweater For winter is upon her And her hourglass says Time is about up Her dream will end And she will awaken And that darn doll of hers Will be between her arms And her body Watching for the dream keepers The doll doesn’t like How they keep her asleep And not playing with her The hourglass says The spindle is gone now… Replaced by a lollipop And a donkey However she wishes to dream Will be her prerogative The dreams ends And she awakens To find her doll Smiling at her Eerily… She wonders if her dream… Na there’s no truth in them It’s just a dream Nothing more With that she gets out of bed And gets ready for her day When she walks into the kitchen What did she see A spindle on the counter With a note “Use the hourglass To return to dream Then maybe your dreams Will come true” With that she left to go to work
Russell Sivey Entrant into Jeremy Martin's "Objectify me" contest 2/15/2013


Details | Rhyme | |

Patience

Patience, one of my less desirable traits.
Why is it we have to wait?

Life is too short not to go after what we want.
If we stop dreaming and moving forward the past will come to haunt.

There are just so many wonderful adventures out there for us to discover.
That’s the exciting part, all the surprises there is to uncover.

No matter how trivial you think a dream may be.
It’s not; to dream is to be free!


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


Details | Blank verse | |

Alone With No Sense Of Direction

I am a lost person, but I am not alone.
I make choices in my life and I choose to let go.
I need a change of space, and my lyrical notes,
The beauty and the face should fade, but more I want to grow.
The nobility in life is sad, when madness is a nuisance and insanity a fad.
I have some regrets, some I can't forget,
but If I can't forgive myself, then who will forgive my sins?
I'll give it my all, and pray I win.
I'll keep my heart locked and throw away the key,
never let anyone inside, so I can remain free.
Can I question a higher power, or would I be dead,
The scum of the earth, creating poetry that is read,
by the mindless masses, blaming the heart to death,
I hope this will heal me, burning the past, 
The beauty in the innocence, never really lasts.
I have a feeling tonight will open my eyes, 
and guide me too the light instead of lies.
I'm praying to god that you are how I think you are,
because I need compassion, not just a broken heart.
I don't know why I like you, but you seem to close to part.
Please don't leave me here, surrounded in the dark.


Details | I do not know? | |

it kills me

it kills me to know that i am not yours
it kills me to know that now any one can have you
it kills me to hear you say iloveyou 
it kills me to hear i need you 
it kills me to think of what we had 
it kills me to wonder why
it kills me to love you
it kills me to have to wait for us 
it kills me to think of our life that i have to wait for 
it kills me to think of you 
it kills me to know today is our day 
your decision hurts the both of us.


Details | I do not know? | |

so affraid

 im so affraid to loose him he means so much to me if he were to leave im not sure id know who to be he has bceome a part of  me and i love him so very much but he seams to not be able to handel haveing a relationship with someone he cant see or touch. theirs more than just the physical stuff when it comes to a relationship and i know it gets hard hes not going through this alone, i just wish hed realize that so we could just move forward but, instead he gets mad and sulks cuz nobody knows how he feels we gues what i do! i miss you like crazy i want nothing more then to hold you and kiss you and cuddle up but im working so hard for us not just me i dont understand how thats a bad thing didnt we both agree we want to be more than our parents want a better life for our family i just hope he truely thinks about what he does before he realy does it he knows he will be just as misriable as me if he does decide to leave ill never let him know how it will kill me slow hes become a part of me not just my lover but my best friend as well....hes been there for me through everything hes been my rock... how will i ever be able to say goodbye to him my bestfriend?


Details | Imagism | |

RIYADH: HAVEN OF LIFE

RIYADH: HAVEN OF LIFE

R - Riyadh, a city and capital of Saudi Arabia
R - "Raining Men" as lots of scattered everywhere..
R - Raging from other Arabs to Caucasians
R - Real masculine, maybe yes and maybe no..

I - I'm here about a year & 6 months
I - Interesting at first as all is new
I - In few months, I began to think twice
I - Inwardly, I feel imprisoned and treated inhumanely..

Y - Yielding me a greater awareness of life .
Y - Yes, it was my ambition to go out..
Y - Yondering all obstacles and trials...
Y - Yelping nothing but full determination.

A - Admitting,I did get what i like from here
A - Accounting from the fact that saving here good.
A - Allegiance to my family as well as my country calls me back..
A - Admirably, some nationalities prefers us..

D - determinedly, I suppose not to give up..
D - Death could only stop me from life..
D - Diligently, I'll walk each day with faith and hope..
D - Dainty, i must still appear to be..

H - However things are.
H - Hope rise up burning afire..
H - Hunterlike aggressive and brave
H - Honesty deep down in contentment.

by: olive_eloi 
aug. 22, 2013
@2:30pm


Details | Couplet | |

Aspire

Never do i get anytime
what i always aspire
my fate has seemed to be
turned into a great liar ......
                    
               was it really my fault
               to think about so high 
               that even my fortune
               was forced to utter a lie
 
but no i didn't dream so much 
that i couldn't have fulfilled
It wasn't a burdenon me
but i couldn't achieve it still
 
              I have always been told
              to dream higher and higher
              but how can I do so
              when idon't get what I aspire
 
I aspire many things
but rarely do Iget them
with misfortune following me
towards my mayhem
 
              My bad luck is always bad
              and my good luck is never good
              what can Ido in such a case
              when i tried whatever i could
 
Every time after a failure
I decide never to aspire again
but my adamant heart
never understands and still tries to aspire
 


Details | Narrative | |

The Three Travellers in a Body

Today I stood Me in front of a mirror
And invited Myself for a talk

There we all stood for a minute or two
...looking at each other... and into each other
Searching... appreciating... criticising

Hey guys, thiz wassup ... I initiated the chat
Time has come for us to set some things right
Here we stand in a reality that has proven its determination to evolve
Our priorities must hence be put through a referendum 
...that is if they are to stand a chance to crystallize in the realities ahead
Me wants a life of luxury and delight
Myself wants a life of philanthropy to my kind
I want triumph and greatness in life
Somewhere we must draw the line

All our dreams are possible if we form an alliance
And if all our dreams we position in the order of achievement
One at a time... each in a predetermined line
We shall focus our attention, resources and efforts...
...on that goal which is best favoured by the present time
This I assure you, Me and Myself
Will ensure our success
Our organisation will leave no room for any dream to rot with mould
For if we sit, analyse and prioritize
No efforts will be wasted in futility

Remember that this is life
...and in life everything is precise
You cannot twist the arm of time
...and you cannot bend the lane of fate
In life nothing ever arrives a moment late

So I say, Me and Myself
Let’s sit at a round table and agree to work as one
For it is only when we exist in harmony 
...that we shall each wear the crown of glory
All of us have in us the dream of life with ease
All of us know in life nothing comes out of a mere wish
Efforts must precede the wish if it is to crystallize in the realm of real

Now here we are
Three travellers in one body
Here we stand at the crossroads of fate
Whichever lane we take bound to arrive at destiny
For sure we cannot take all roads at once
So I suggest, let’s put our ends in a line
Let’s start by following a route 
...to the end nearest from where we stand
For I believe thence we shall find the means to reach the other ends with ease


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You

When I'm asleep I dream of you
Somewhere in the shadows of my mind
When I see you I'm scared to be
Around you for very long, long time
Am I in your fantasies?
Do you drift away
And leave the world behind
Do you long for me endlessly?
Just like I do 
for you inside
I can picture you caressing me
You hold me in your arms 
And say "Your Mine"
Do wanna be with me?
Do you want to be mine?
When your sleeping all alone,
Do you think of me?
Do you dream of me?
When you see me all alone,
Do you crave for me?
Do you really want me?
When you feel the touch
Of another love, 
Do you wish it was me?
Do you wish for me?
Am I the one you desire for?
Do you hope for me?
Do you pray for me?


Details | Free verse | |

So Close, Yet So Far

It's like I'm there,
Standing behind a glass wall.
I've had a taste,
Just not the full platter.
I'm ready for the cake,
But all I have is batter.


Details | I do not know? | |

27 QUESTIONS

 i wake in the morning with hopes and dreams,
but i thought you only dream when you sleep?
what do you feel when you sleep?
do you think about life?
do you think you are the 1 lying there so helplessly?
do you even dream at all?
or do you just wake realizing you have been awake?
do you ask yourself why?
why you always sleep in the night?
why you wake in the morning?
is it natural?
or are you supposed to do it cos you are supposed to do it?
do you think about your life as a rolling stone?
or do you think that the world is full of hopes and dreams?
do you really think there is a land full of milk and honey?
do you think all those going to school end up becoming what they dreamed of 
becoming?
how would you fell when you lost 5 of your friends in a year like i did?
do you think you are next?
do you give up life cos you know that one day you will pass on?
or do you hope to live on?
is that a bible in your hands?
do you read them?
do you think about heaven?
do you believe in it?
do you think about the creator?
do you think he is real?
do you? do you? do you?
 YOU KNOW THE ANSWER BUT YOU CAN'T SAY THEM.


Details | I do not know? | |

This Dream

I have a certain dream,
That I like to dream a lot
But I cant have this dream
I can not, I can not.

I’ve often dreamed about being a doctor
And healing the sick and ill
But then reality comes along
And stupidity all my dreams kill

I’ve decided to give up on this dream of mine
Just roll over and let the dream die
I am too stupid to be a nurses aide
So why should I even try?

I thought that medicine was a calling of mine
And that successful is what I would be
But hey, we’re talking about dreams of mine
That is not reality.

So I must take this dream, this certain dream
That I sure like to dream a lot
Take it and face up to reality standing
I can’t have this dream, I can not.


Details | Rhyme | |

How do you wanna be remembered

Has that question ever sneaked its way into the conscious of your third eye? 
Have you ever took pause from your self and viewed yourself as a he was or she was?
Release that parachute from flight and ground your soul with the memories of others thoughts.
The limits down here are not as high as the sky. 
We get one chance to imprint the fixture, the movement... The tone of a legacy left by indifferences that makes you you!
The day my handkerchief floats no longer and drifts to the ground, I envision the power outage of the world. 
Darcel stood a monument that people just had to get a glance at. 
Darcel spoke with his heart while even in defeat. A lyric can’t harmonize the music that D. Sharp stands for. 
A silence of over joy for him applauded over the art of tap. 
Heads rolling back accepting the embodiment of fruits picked from me. 
Screams of loss jamming frequencies of those trying to pick and hold on to one of the many memories of me.
GOOD OR BAD
I call on the locksmith that is you and you and you to unchain what is me, myself, and I with a twist of your key. 
God allowed me to plant it, to water it, and nurture it within a bunkered facility. 
Some might say he aint this and he wasn't that but remember.
I say remember because at one point in your life I was perfect for you. 
I aided you to or from a circumstance that gave u clean air to breathe. 
Now aint that some shit!
That’s how I will be remembered!


Details | Free verse | |

life in prospective

when you take life in prospective
and look at it from every side
then you come to realize
that everything happens for a reason
like that lover you're missing
that left you broken hearted and confused
you know the one that left you laying in the rain
like wet puppy on punishment
ususally i choose to look at reality
rather than imagination
for fantasies only raise my hopes
but when i do dream
i dream of beautiful things
like finally releasing 
the pain and sorrow on my heart
that weighs on my chest like a wooden cross
or i dream of finding that perfect one
mr. right
someone who takes me for me
when you put life in prospective
and look at it from every side
then you come to realize 
that everything happens for a reason
that happiness only comes through
pain and sorrow first
later leading to triumph and victory
i'm just simply waiting on my day


Details | Rhyme | |

Nightmarish Truth

I dreamed last night you cheated
You didn't even try to lie
When I said, "I felt defeated"
You wouldn't even ask me why

I dreamed I said, "I Love you"
You just turned and walked away
I said, "Tell me what I need to do"
You had nothing else to say

I dreamed you packed up everything
And headed toward the door
You offered me your wedding ring
Then tossed in on the floor

I dreamed I begged you not to go
But you never heard my plea
I said, "What'd I do?, please let me know"
You said you're done with me

A dream can drag you in too deep
There's no help when you fall
But that's the night I couldn't sleep
It wasn't a dream at all


Details | Free verse | |

The First Time

For the first time,
I feel that life’s treating me right

Everyone’s talkin’ amongst themselves…

I’m sick ‘n tired of wastin’ time
I need to…train myself to become successful – 
Starting tonight.
My life has its ups ‘n downs…
How can I balance myself again?
How can I be more productive this week?
How much time does it take to make my life valuable?

Every now and then, 
I feel that there’s no way out of the cage

Everyone’s bringin’ up past recollections 

I’m willin’ to fight the good fight… but I feel like garbage…
My faith towards Him slowly decays away… 
How can I rebuild my strength again?
How can I reassure myself that I’m stronger than I realize? 
How much time does it take to accomplish all of my dreams? 

Every so often,
I feel that my family doesn’t love me

Do they still cherish me like hidden treasure?
Do they still love me beyond measure?

Everyone’s tellin’ me that I did a great job on my solo 

I don’t believe them entirely…but at least I got the audience’s attention  
My future is bright like the sun…
How can I make my dreams a reality?
Does God know the answer?
How much time does it take to taste a sprinkle of glory?

For the last time, 
I feel the need to reach the finish line

Everyone’s proud of me for trying my best 
And running with all of my effort
I’m willin’ to encourage myself to pass the test…
Despite my struggles, I’m doing fine  

My courage increases by the minute…
I outrun the competitive runners and I’m barely passing the test 

My cup is half full – I’m extremely grateful
For the first time, 
I feel that God has answered my prayers – 
LIFE IS SO. . . . WONDERFUL!


Details | Rhyme | |

The Dream of Martin Luther King

Man has lived a hard life
While trying to live free
Voting and living in fine
Houses never intended to be
Somehow treated badly while 
Others took away their families
Rosa Parks wanted her rights
In Montgomery Alabama

God knew the struggle that 
Man always endured in life
Beating half to death
And crying in the night
They took away their daughters
And used them to satisfy lust
The only way to survive is
To do what they must

Many long years have passed
And many rivers they crossed
Some of them were saved                                                                          
But most of them were lost
Abraham Lincoln through
God he freed the slaves
But somehow along the way
They lost a lot of braves

With his headquarters in
Atlanta Georgia arose
Dr. King
Now they can began
To let freedom ring
With the dream that he had
To unite every nation together
So their children could walk
Hand-in-hand in a land
He tried to make better

Dr. King spoke of peace
Didn't believe in a gun or knife
He wanted freedom for everyone
To live a better life
His dreams foresees 
All nations of children walking                                                                 
Hand in hand
A better future, a better life
Was always Dr. King’s plan

He said I've been to the mountain top
And I've viewed the promise land
I may not get there with you
For this is God’s plan
I don’t want you to cry or
Mention the honors that I received
But speak of how I've helped this 
Nation and tried to supply their needs

Like most people, Dr. King
Wanted to live a long life
He knew he had to work swiftly
To win this holy fight
January 15, 1929 marks the 
Birth of a righteous man
April 4, 1968 he was 
Taken from this land

A single shot, a life have fallen                                                                       
And taken from his family
He believed in the movement
That started in Alabama
Because of his dream for
Everyone in this world
He willingly gave his life 
And wanted every nation
To seek peace, 
And try hard to love
Now we look back at all  
The struggles of Dr. King
And we see a somewhat better nation
Because of this man’s Dream!!!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Life that cracks human souls

Standing at the mountain top viewing the world unseen

I dream a dream that dream dreams of reality unseen

Wondering if the world’s thoughts are adjacent to my own

Yet negligence is more constant for the reason unknown

Like a breath take of dying body trembling with ailing lungs

What visions are we to have when savages are extorting ourlives?

When the outcome of riot has rioted & demoralized our souls

Souls that know no life but struggle, fighting against slavery

Like the rebirth of cruelty sees life again, damn…

Like the echo of gun shorts going, qwhahh qhwahh qhwahh

Loudness converting to total silence

Dreams shut down like dawn shuts light

Like life needs a second chance to life

I get confused, I get confused and I get confused

With questions and doubts life has brought to life

Souls burning in flames and preserving constant anxiety

Voices going louder with songs of innocents, senzeni na?

Take a dose of verbally intake & listen to the truth as the story tells

As human nature bawl constantly and inquisitively, yini, yini kangaka?

Assimilate indeed the deed projected by consciousness of revolution

As I sit in dead silence let the world peer into the eyes of my reflection

Let the world provide the shadow of comfort and bring a perfect resolution

As the world unseen rest in the arms of these dreams I dream

Let the discovery of this world provide beauty in all external areas


Details | Rhyme | |

Where is My DREAM

I often Dream What REALITY means to me :  “ LIFE “
I often Dream  of LENORE my Beloved  “ WIFE “
My Dreams Today are for my LOVE “ BARBARA JEAN “
In Her POETRY “the Light of LOVE “  “I  HAVE  SEEN
     YOURS ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Liege...HG 
                      To Be Continued
                        More TONIGHT!!


Details | Ballad | |

FRONT BEARLY HUGS

eye-to-eye, we meet says the songs..
glued stare nothing comes along..
forgetting all worries and wrong..

I shove my hands and arms..
Inviting you to be near and give a hug..
I will lay my head affront your chest..
Closing my eyes in whole contentment..

No inches apart, as my body fits to yours..
Building true comfort, melting my fears..
Shifting my head against your neck..
Languidly, i move my cheeks to a pur..

Such incomparable, wonderful feeling!
Only you and i can share in the right timing..
I hold on to seconds, minutes to hours..
Promising you and i, sweet not sour..

by: olive_eloi [aug.14, 2013 @6:40pm]

dedicated to persons who is like me wishes for a hug from my family... 

----->>>

HUGS. free gesture of comfort, care, concern, affection and love... if it's given wholeheartedly, surely it can lift one's soul.. it encourages a spirit to burn...

i admit i love hugs, evening...


Details | Rhyme | |

A Dream

I had a dream of you last night and in my dream you held me tight.

I felt the warmth of the breaths you took and it was as if we were in a love story book.

I could hear the sound of your tender voice and I heard your whispers as a lover’s choice.

I hope I’m not wrong and you feel it too, the warmth and sweet kindness and of course something new.

I never imagined that this would take place, but I found it quite satisfying just the look on your face.

The look in your eyes gave you away and I knew at that moment you wanted to stay.

I am flattered yet breathless to the touch of your hand and there’s nothing I want more than you to know where you stand.

I am faced with a decision that I’d rather not make for fear I am making the biggest mistake.

I wonder about the future and how things will be, or if this is just something like a sweet fantasy.

More questions without answers that only time will tell, but you were right there the moment I fell.

This makes it much harder for me to decide, for a part of me has already died.

I longed for attention and I waited for love, but this is something I could’ve only dreamed of.

I opened my eyes from what I had dreamed, but then I remembered it was just as it seemed.


Details | I do not know? | |

She



A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm,
she came to me,

thunderously raging with raw emotion,
she came to me,

drenched in the essence of truth,
she came to me,

she touched a chord deep inside,
she strummed away all emptiness,

she came to me,

once...

she comes to me,

still...


a gentle presence filling my life,


she comes to me,


still,

a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.





Details | Rhyme | |

The Dreamer

The Dreamer:
The days I spent with empty faces,
That never ask your name,
Just to joke about their troubles,
to mask away the pain.
There really is no dignity,
for an animal in its STALL,
who can only dream and try and ignore
the screams down an echoing hall.

There`s a dreamer in the distance,
but his thoughts are far away,
You can feel his spirit dying,
it cannot bear another day.
The flame of hope started to flicker,
and you know it`s much too late,
When the anger stops its raging,
all thats left is bitter hate.

I think about my yesterdays,
then cry over things I`ve done,
There is no one left to turn to,
This battle cannot be won.
So, I`ll dream about tomorrows,
and all that should have been,
Beyond the walls that now surround me,
My future, could not be seen.

I close my eyes to beseech a higher power,
When I saw an open lea,
Running through the long tall grass,
I knew that I felt free...

The Dreamer was found with open wrists,
and blood on his pillow case
The KEEPERS could not understand,
The SMILE he left,...on his nameless face.......


Details | Lyric | |

UNFORTUNATE DOVE

    UNFORTUNATE DOVE
Once more it's morning and I greet the dawn,
waking to feelings I've known,
breathing the fragrance that's lingering on
throughout a lifetime alone;

splinters of sunshine are drifting through blinds,
revealing dust I breathe in,
dancing through flashes, and somehow reminds
of things that never have been;

I hear a song and it's what I've dreamed of,
outside my window they mourn,
I'd face the morning, but I need a shove,
for this poor heart badly torn;

unfortunate dove, why is it you sing,
outside my window each day?
It's a reminder of what life won't bring,
mourning dove, don't fly away;

once more it's morning and I hear the dove
all of my life is a sin,
it's just the way of unfortunate love,
but I still dream now and then.
       ©  ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


Details | Lyric | |

GOD'S PRESENCE PRESENT

GOD'S PRESENCE PRESENT

everything is possible
opening horizons inexhaustible
beyond risks irresistible
only by God's grace invincible

power and prestige in hierarchy
is that your heaven's key?
sure, it will never be
as good tidings you must flee

travelling light in life
motivated even as trials strife
sharp cut by a knife
oozing sweat and blood on high

do not stop
do not stop...
never give up
never give up...

look around...
stand up, see abound
hope echoing in sound
pray; do kneel down

God never deaf to heart's pound .


Details | Free verse | |

Where There is a Will

Where there is a will, there is a way
And I remind myself that this is just the beginning
But being here is keeping my heart in chains
I want to fly away to the place where I know I'm wanted
To the arms that belong to more than just a person
My heart struggles to find the words to scream
It yells in vain because there is no one to hear it
The echoes of silence resound inside my head
As I comprehend that I could be somewhere else...
The knowing of the loss is unbearable
I wait in agony when there is nothing left to do
And I will him to come back for me
Hoping there is something in his heart that draws him
In my arms is where he should be
But there is a troubling and sorrowful doubt 
That placed itself in my brain
What if when he returns he won't want me?
What if he doesn't echo my love?
That is the question, dear friends
So I beg the one who is more than just human to come back
Be my lover and don't present yourself with an opportunity to leave
He says that love is just a word and he wants to say so much more
But if love is a word, what does he really want to say?
It drives me insane hoping that the word he searches for
Is the one I have waited my whole life to hear
But again the nagging doubt in the back of my mind
Whispers conspiracies and plants hopelessness in my heart
And I feel alone in a world where he doesn't exist
He says he will wait for me and I promised the same
But what about the saying
"Promises are made to be broken"?
If that is true, I cannot fathom what life will be like without him
But maybe that's what promises are really for
To gain trust in the one you depend upon
And know that what they say is true and not just another empty lie
Others cannot understand what we do
Being together is what keeps us from falling apart
But some are jealous and won't stand for the "abomination" that we are
But if love is really true, why should they care?
What is it about our business that makes them so interested?
What is it about our love that drives them to insanity to keep from happening?
There is no cure for true and unselfish love
There is no denying it for the world
And when they have the revolution that there is more than meets the eye,
They will leave and never return
Never again bothering us and we can love in peace
And that is the dream I strive for
And that is the dream that will soon be mine


Details | Free verse | |

Just Dream

there's a dream inside
to possible the impossibility
to make sense a non sense
to believe the unbelievable
i think that what makes a faith is

there's a dream inside
to bliss the unhappiness
to let go a depression
to release frighten
i think that what makes a dream alive

it's harder to breathe
when you keep on waiting on your dream
but it's easier to live
when you believe in your dream

dare to be different
dare to be the unusual
dare to believe the unbelievable
i think that's what makes your dream alive

when your days are weary...just dream
when your nights are cold...just dream
when your heart's breaking...just dream
because life is part of a dream

just dream


Details | Narrative | |

Circles of Life

I try to find arms to climb from this hole
Feeling quite trapped, like a fish in a bowl.
Swimming in circles in waters of doubt
There doesn’t seem to be any way out.

With each dream that dies another is born
The fabric of life appears tattered and torn.
Life becomes a circle no beginning or end
Nothing returns from the intentions I send.

If I close my eyes will it all disappear?
Will I survive or surrender to fear?
I dream and it seems colors return
Meanwhile my life, bridges still burn.

I awake in the morning to a blinding light
Happy to escape  the demons of night.
I wonder if only I had some more time
But it disappears like the scene of a crime.

Life does come but then slips away
Somehow tomorrow becomes today.
I try to grab hold but it slips through my fingers
I start once again only memories linger.

I see this circle that still spins around
Like the universe to which I’m bound.
Each revolution provides one more chance
The view becomes different upon second glance.


Details | Light Poetry | |

BRAVER: THAT I WILL BE

giggling swaying around carelessly...
i feel my life in a state of fantasy...
few days before, i recall..
i swear, i thought i be in a downfall...

grateful and hopeful, i am..
glancing around seeing miracles charm..
God must have opened the door..
thus, encouraging me to follow...

it is not of my own accord..
to my God, i trust He mark in record...
i do not have the energy to hoard..
i know my spirit is of valor...

faithfully, i will face all obstacles..
'cause i'm not here to crackle..
rather, i must in the Name of my God spArkle..
He has His love and blessings sprinkled...


Details | Free verse | |

...For You...

Tell me love
The stars above
Do they shine, the same for you?
Are the lights just as bright?
Past oceans blue and wide…

Does the sun, heat your face,
In the same time and place?
As it does mine
And do the hours pass the same 
Like visions of you held in vain.

Maybe once near and far 
We’ll meet close in a bar
Breathe each other in and out
Make a map of my heart.

And in your arms I will stay 
Until the dream fades away 
And I wake. 
Blinking slow
You and I are a 
No 
Never was, never will 
But this dream felt so real

So I’ll wait every day 
Talk to you in this artificial way
Pretend our love will go someplace
And hold you in my heart

So tell me love, does the pain
Feel intense and the same
Oceans far away 
As it does 
For 
Me


Details | I do not know? | |

Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


Details | Free verse | |

Enigmatic Lane

Enigmatic Lane

This enigmatic lane-
I’ve walked long.
And now I see
Only barren lands,
A mere setting sun,
And a vague horizon.

I turn to look back
Along this enigmatic lane.
And then I see
Those umpteen vicissitudes,
Those sudden meanders,
Those familiar turns,
Those abrupt detours.

Down this enigmatic lane,
There have been
Many a rich meadows,
Many a bleak wastelands,
Millions of pompous marches,
Millions of disconcerting dirges,
Several comforts of love,
Several cruelties of reclusion.

Along this enigmatic lane
I may no longer tread, for-
As I now halt, I ponder-
Perpetuation has always been
The ruse of fleeting phases,
And what worth has it been
To walk this enigmatic lane.


Details | I do not know? | |

Stress of this World

Stress of the world washed away
As I start a new day
Hopes of a better tomorrow as I break
With it my heart it takes

I dream of a place were peace lives
Where everyone their hearts openly give
But then I wake to see I am still here
Where children live in fear

This world where moneyy rules and greed devides
Wishing there was somewhere to hide
Not wanting to see to destruction and crime
Just wanting to go back in time

Back to when life was free and fun
Where everyone had their momet in the sun
Back to when it was ok to laugh and be a child
And it was ok to be a little wild

But now I am grown and have the stress of this world
And heaven knows I am just one girl
So I will dream and hope as long as I can
And I will let God take care of his plan

For it is him who can change it all
And only him who knows when we fall
So I will put my trust in God above
 An let him shower me with his love


Details | Prose Poetry | |

I'M A SINNER, I'M A SAINT

It’s been 22years now; and I look upon those hills
The twin hills; that stand facing each other
The great towers that rise in full distinct of each other
The great book says I was born a sinner; man says I was born a saint
With no blemish; a little child dressed in white
Who landed all naked with a cry; a cry into an immoral world
I grew in innocence and grace; till I became eve
Yearning for a forbidden fruit
It drew me to it; it told me it was the sweetest
I believed it; I tasted it
Indeed, it had the sweetest taste
I feel bad for Adam; he didn’t taste as much as I tasted
Yet he suffers a great deal
My eyes beseech these unlike hills that towers up to the heavens
The first a dump for sinners and its twin a heap for saints
I’ve seen Christ; I’ve seen the devil
I know them both; I try to belong to one
I try to be a saint; but my thoughts wouldn’t allow me
Is it my thoughts that cause me to sin? Or my body
Sin is sweet; sin is pain…It is a sweet evil
Being a saint is hard…and glorious
I dream of white robes; the songs of saints
I live in the joys of the world
The loud banging music; the clubs of men and stench of beer
I dream of showing the woman I can be; and having the praises of Adam
Don’t blame me Jesus…
Don’t blame me devil…
I was born a sinner; I was born a saint!

©Naa Takia, All Rights Reserved 2012


Details | ABC | |

Tangled Vines

 Feeling lost as I stand  by that ivy tree 
               on this emerald field
   With mixed emotion over you with nowhere to run 
 Feeling astray from here where we first were happy 
                  But that is gone 
    As I stand by this old tree of vines
       I looked upon the summer sky 
            Utterd these simple words 
          To the sun giver of light and to clouds
              That makes dampend sorrows
        Why did that person toy with my heart and not love me so

  Then i turned my head quick to the ivy tree 
  Placed my hand on the rugged vine tree
       Feeling a new life pull me deep within 
 All wrapped around my fate with it's tangled vines 
 Now I'm trapped as I cried to the sky with prayer for my wrongs 
    A love with tangled vines I never wanted you like this 
               In your tangled vine that haunts 

7-19-13
For tangled vines contest


Details | Rhyme | |

Life's a Dream

I'm dreaming that I'm on the moon
But I can't stay, I'm leaving soon
Riding a horse, that can reach all the stars
Kicks-up it's heels to planet Mars

Then I wait, in a small room
it's kinda dark, but won't be soon
a tug and a push, this early morn
Just a little help, and I'll be born

Soon, I'm back on the street
playing T-ball in the summer heat
Racing through school, in a blink of an eye
Getting engaged, like the other guys

Then, it's kids of my own
It didn't take long,  now they have flown
Mom and Pop, has left us too
There's just one thing that l must do

Now I'm dreaming once more
I have to go now, where I was before
Riding a horse, that can reach all the stars
As he kicks his heels up to planet Mars





Details | Free verse | |

TAKE THE CHANCE


TO TAKE A CHANCE IS A RISK IN THE LAND OF THE UNKNOWN.
PULLING ONE OUT THEIR COMFORT ZONE.DUE TO YOUR FEARS
YOU BACK UP FROM THE DREAMS YOU ONCE YOU CHASE IN YOUR
SLEEP.CLOSING YOUR EYES TIGHT TO SEE THE DREAM TO THE END.

TAKE THE CHANCE AT THE ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES TO ACHIEVE
ULTIMATE SUCCESS.CAN YOU REMEMBER THE DREAMS  YOU
VISUALIZED AT THE AGE OF TEN?THEY CAME TRUE FOR YOU AT 
TWENTY.

INNOENCE DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO ANALYZE OR CRITICIZE THE
 CHILDISH THOUGHTS THAT RACING IN YOUR HEAD.THIRTY HAS
COME AND GONE.YOU HAVE LIVED LIFE SOME.TAKE THE CHANCE
AND LET THE PAST ENCOURAGE YOU....AND DON'T LET THE STUM-
BLING BLOCKS BRING YOU TO THE PLACE OF DREAD.

DUST OFF THE CARWEBS ,AND DISGUARD THE IN THE BOX MENTALITY.
TAKE THE CHANCE AND DREAM AGAIN.DREAM OUTSIDE THE BOX,EXPAND
YOUR TERRITORY. VICTORY IS WITHIN.

SET THE ATOMOSHHERE WITH YOUR MOUTH AND WATCH YOUR DREAMS 
MANIFEST BEFORE YOUR EYES..IT'S OKAY YOU JUST NEEDED A FRIEND 
TO REMOVE THE FOG FROM YOUR HEAD;AND BLOW AWAY THE HAZE THAT HAD YOU IN A DAZE.

NOW DREAMS ARE CLEAR. SO YOU CAN CHASE THEM AGAIN.TAKE
THE CHANCE TO DREAM.   


Details | I do not know? | |

For Bob Dylan

Ramblin' Bob Dylan Blues
(For Bob Dylan)



Why does the sun dry up so many scattered tears

slipping down the coarse cheek of a million hushed fears

where no one is scalded though the searing fog clears

while prayers are mutely spoken even as the end nears

We shatter and scrape on demented knees

Blindly begging for mercy as it silently flees

Searching listlessly for salvation drowned in the breeze

That spits at the soft rose suffocated by a wheeze


I know now what I need never have known

Of hope that was trampled before it had flown

Into a wasted sky filled with hate that could drown

The giggling of the crowd and the crying of the clown


A hope so fragile that its wings were of brittle glass

Ripping the veneer off the sewers of class

Twisting the fabric of the weighed and costed mass

Who numbly waited hoping that it too may pass


For when shards of that hope in all hearts scurries away

To a darkness where crowded night is emptied off the heaving tray

'Tis then when sewn eyes shall behold that doleful day

When all shall tear at each other while on demented knees we still shall pray


For a lifting of the veil of that wilful deceit

That's wrapped up in a flag swollen with conceit

While the limbs splinter in the claw of a winner's defeat

Yet still the drums roll for the ill-fated souls chose never to retreat


From that drenched battle-ground where blood flows through a sieve

And love's lost song plaintively begs for a reprieve

From eternal loss which into raw emotion does cleave

Only to slip through the fingers and like grains of sand, leave.


Details | Free verse | |

Living the Dream

I am living the dream.
I stand here today,
Cannot believe what I am about to say,
But I am living the dream.
At times, it's tough
And it is not always easy.
I might be condemned
For choosing this path in life;
Some may think it's too bag of a risk.
When we give it our all,
Our passion and our might,
We can overcome and forget the fear
To become who we are meant to be.
I stand here today,
Another tear ready to wipe away:
You can do all you aspire to do!
Set your mind and never give up!
If I can do it,
You can too!
I can't believe I'm about to say this,
But I am living my dreams.
I am living the dream.


Details | I do not know? | |

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg…


…With sighs of torrential passion,
the heavens shower teardrops,

weeping with me,
as memories of you come cascading back,

skin on skin, ablaze,
moist kisses, fiery,
gentle whispers of undying love, murmured,

in another life, another time,

far removed from my present, a desolate state of despair,
wallowing in the grime.

…

The rain keeps falling,
each teardrop stinging my face,

tasting the salt on my lips,

I wonder, do you still remember the caresses of my fingertips,

between breathy confessions, and vows of eternal love,

before you left me, stranded on an island of solitude,

wounded as a wingless dove,

bereft of life,
stripped of all traces of fortitude


Details | Free verse | |

In The Future Looking Back

In the future looking back,
You'll be happy to see
How far you've come
And where you are today,
So make the most of this now.


Details | Free verse | |

Rest

Don't worry, don't worry;
Give yourself rest.
Release fear and struggles,
And He'll take care of the rest.


Details | Free verse | |

HANGOVER

A dreaming man in the state of REM
sees the dream as a reality
rivers of thoughts like sparkling gems
reveling in his new found sanity.
hours ago, a dozen empty bottles
deafening music and cheesy sizzles
gagging from second hand smoke
rhetorical nagging, senseless jokes
laser lights blinding, dancing to tune
a guy signing, sounding like a croak
who was better off in the heat of the dunes

Staggering dizzily up steep stairs
without acrobatic skills of balance and grace
like in a masquerade with ladies all fair
behind his mask, the unseen face
drooling and smelling of alcohol
like in a trance at this dream ball 
as dim lights lead to his abode
soft music playing in shuffle mode
eager for that soft fluffy pillow
to unburden all of the days load
into this dreamy soft silo

Rumbling snores fill the bunk
like thunder after the blinding bolt
deep into the sea of linen he is sunk
impervious even from a jarring jolt
closed eyes start to move and spin
like in a search that is to begin
falling , falling into deeper slumber
into a world far, far beyond yonder
played out by his own memories
a scene of a goose and a gander
replaying happy childhood stories

Splattering water drops in constant dripping
from a leaky rusty faucet
old china strewn in the sink, smelling
like a stale stiff baguette
while a cockroach enjoys the rich dinner
laid out in a gold rimmed platter
unmindful of the thundering snores
that sends minute tremors down the floor
munching, licking, chewing, gnawing…
eating his fill till he can eat no more
while others continue their wild feasting

As light beams transform dark to day
cutting through mists, reflecting in dew
heralded by songs of love birds at play
as the sweet smell of neighbors hot brew
sings along from a whistling pot
a morning harmony he never forgot
as he struggles up from bed
ringing in his ears, knocking in his head
dizzily dragging himself to the mirror
staring at eyes of blood shot red
as he strains to reach his trusted razor. 

His hangover lasted for 3 hours to the dot
couldn’t get to work, so sheepishly he just sat
his job hanging from a thin thread
and a nagging that he hears in his head
round and round he swirls the stirrer
of the hot coffee and a piece of bread
he gingerly asked from his good old neighbor.


Details | Dodoitsu | |

The Mind Comes Shining

From the realm of the unknown The bizarre sweeps unto them And they walk towards downtown Transfixed by the lights Wild thoughts are presented thus Affecting all those beneath Caressing their minds this way Filters the dream world The city lights impose greatness Their eyes fly vividly on Absorbing the lost feeling Countering with lust The dream world harbors a hope Through a significant mind From one world to another Imagination Now within city of lights The blessing melds from the mood A great delight from the lights The mind comes shining
Russell Sivey


Details | Free verse | |

Disillusioned

I dream of a world with no boundaries
No barriers to enclose me
No hatred and malice to burden me
No hype to entrap me 
No prejudice to blind me
And no bigotry to limit my ability to love
Yes, I am a dreamer, of this I am sure

I dream of a world not fashioned by
The hands of man or brought 
About by some ‘big bang’
A world where right is right and
Wrong is wrong and no gray areas abound
I dream of a world where children are always wanted
And not the outcome of someone’s lust or 
Trophies to impress

I dream of a world where men and 
Women, unconditionally, love 
Where men are raised to stand
As men to love to protect and provide
Where women are raised to stand 
As women to love to nurture and support 
Where loyalty, justice, honesty, integrity
Live in the hearts of men
It is often said that dreams come through….
I guess I will keep on dreaming


Details | Free verse | |

born to die

Life comes with both sides,
Either we live to fall or arise,
Arise and fall again two sides,
Of this book called life.
Are we all here today?
Tomorrow we are all gone away,
So, is life just to be born or die?
For humans or other living things,
Tomorrow we all shall go away,
But its just not, birth today,
Or take a leave another day,
Shall we not engrave our deeds and 
words?
In the hearts of every soul?
Like kings engraved their heroics,
On every pebble and standing 
stone.
Come, let’s join and fight on every 
name,
Let alone for historic 'fame',
Come let’s join for peace and 
brother hood,
And make this world a great place.
For we are all here to be born to die,
Before which we can make the 
generations to come,
To live in oneness and in peace


Details | Free verse | |

Morning Smile

Morning smile replies to sunrise
To leave a dark, quiet and cool cave.
I made a far trip to visit a beloved
Who has babied me 
Spoiled me with pleasant voice
Medicated me when I was sick
Showered me before bedtime…

The alarm clock drops a dense curtain
Closing the joyful episode: A happy time
To be nearby a blurry image. 
The player moves to the back stage
To return to a real life.
The sun rises up to the high noon
Then settles in the horizon… 
A single day is similar to a single life! 

The blurry image lasts in my mind
I smile to the dawning
Giving me hope to survive
I follow the enlighten morning.
What a sweet dream to meet 
My beloved mother. 


Details | Free verse | |

journey of the lonely spirit

On a nameless moment in the vast expanse of endless time,
Something moved, and from the cacophony of chaos emerged a rhyme.
Thus began an epic journey of the spirit, of the unknown,
The seed of this universe, and many others, dormant, within, unsown.
Locked in the unfathomable depths of its heart were, stories,
No one could tell..Of places, even the imagination of man cannot dream of, under a creative spell
        The spirit , untouched by the heat, cold, pleasure or pain,
Unblemished by the sun and unwetted by the rain.
Devoid of any shape or form any eye can see,
In a dream called nature, lying in wait, as sublime could be.
 Journeyed across many planes, across ripples that make thoughts
Taking shape slowly, like iron on an anvil, blow by blow , when hot.
Found at last a dwelling place, like a star would for itself, in the sky,
A cradle, a home an identity, the awareness of I
Hiding in the deepest core of every living being,
Very subtle, oh, invisible , yet pervading every thing.
Giving  all the gift of life, the blessing to survive
Thus arrived a new pawn on the celestial game board,
A creation that called itself 'me'..
On the illusive smoke screen that  life is, who thought it can see.
 Not just see, but, understand, own, belong and hold,
 The power to control, to create, the power of sharp edge, and the power of gold.
Like the wisdom is to the wise, in its nature of the flame to rise..
Began yet another journey, destination unknown..
Up wards, light wards, seeking what needed be sought..
 Through the darkness of ignorance, storms and whirlwinds of unsurety
Towards the maker , proceeded the made, stumbling struggling, tired, way-laid.
 Through the thick haze of passions,
Through the crooked maze of aspirations,
Fighting, a desperate battle to save its sanity, 
Bound and helpless like all ordinary humanity.
Clamoring for peace, seeking a place to call home and rest its weary head,
A place with the warmth of a mothers love,  place in which to be remembered when forgotten and dead.
On a path with no name, and no known end in sight.
Then.On a rare moment of celestial favor , to the tune of serenity and divine grace,
The realization finally dawned, like a smile on a  troubled face.
The goal was reached, then again..
 Silence.. The end of a million tales, the fruits of patience and perseverance.
Knowledge ,peace, bliss pure and plain..
  With the journey, ended the quest,
 Satisfaction of a life well spent, a soul put to rest.
 
 
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Wish I Might

I wish I may, I wish I might,
Wish this wish I wish tonight. 
The only star in my night sky
Shoots across my hopeful eyes. 
While others lay safely in their beds,
I dream a wish inside my head.

Some may wish for warmer weather,
I wish we face the cold together.
Others wish for silver and gold,
I wish for you to have and hold. 
And while you sleep safe in your bed,
I wish a wish inside my head. 

This dream a wish I hold so true.
This wish a dream I have for you. 
To be your night and be your day,
To make sure all that's gold will stay. 
To be your light in your darkest hour,
To be your never withered flower. 

I must make my wish with loving swiftness,
With only the Heavens above to be my witness. 
A priceless gift I've kept so true.
A beautiful forever I have for you.
I wish I may, I wish I might
Let my words bring this to life.


Details | Epic | |

Isigin dusu -1

Isigin dusu yagmur 
Yagar yagar   
Sicim gibi duser 
Duser  ustume
Uyanirim  dusumden
-Hatirlarim  -
Gecmis yasanmis  
Bitmemis  hayata
Senle ve sensiz
Isigin duser  ayin golgesine
Isildar  yakamozun dalgalarin sesinde
Senle ve sensiz 
Yasamim eser  melteminde tenin
Aninda ruyam desem unutulmaz
Lodos kasirkaydi karanlikti  gece
Karanliktan daha karanlikti  dunya ve ay
Dusunurken seni ay isigi vursa yuzune
Senle ben sensiz bir hic
Bir yildiz olsa da  aydinlatsa yolumuzu
Ask yalin bir cocuk goge agaca tirmanan
Nehirlerde ve denizlerde sandalamiz
Sevdamizi tasiyan goklere merdiven 
Sen istedikce  kosalim bilinmiyene
Ellerimizde isik  sevdali gizem 
Yagmur  ve sel sonra  gunes   goklerde ates

Korkmadan bu defa senle yine  olumune
Karanlikta ve komurun atesinde  elele
Yuruyelim  elele  isigin  harelerinde


Details | I do not know? | |

Dreaming (Seperation Anxiety #11)

Analyze this dream for me - Tell me what this means to me
One more pill to make me sleep - or one to stay awake
Change this nightmare, please, for me - Take the pain away from me
Bend so far - so much at stake - Bend too far to f---ing break
Blood shot eyes, I'm so damned tired - Don't want to sleep - Afraid to sleep
Candle burns beside my bed - you never said goodbye
I dream about you when I sleep, I miss you so - Why did you go?
So alone without you here, but too damned tired to cry
Everywhere, I see your face - Another pill - I've lost the thrill
Too far away to hear your voice - A whisper blown away
Every night the bad dreams come - so far from home & so alone
i'd give my life & my last breath to hear the words you'd say
Whisper once again to me, " I love you so - I'll never go "
In my arms & in my dreams, but only in my mind
Time again - I need the sleep - to fall asleep - fall too damned deep
In my heart & to the bone - something I thought I'd find
Once again, into my eyes - from blue to gray - don't go away
I promise you I won't let go until the day I die

A sad, sad song beside a grave - An ode to life - goodbye, my wife
A rainy day - A eulogy - with no one there to cry
A simple stone lost in the weeds - flush with the ground - will not be found
A flower dried up in a vase that lies, now, on it's side
Looking at an empty screen - deep in a dream - I heard a scream
Waking up, I realize - A dream - I never died
To my left & in your sleep - breath in my ear - I feel you there
The nightmare never goes away - A pill to stay awake
in your face & in your eyes - A promise there - an answered prayer
But still, the nightmare tells me that my heart is going to break.


Details | I do not know? | |

Abuse

Trapped. No where to hide.You scream at me through the door.Though your words still 
sting me.
I sit on the ground alone.Blood drips down like tears. tears run down like rain.The room's 
spinning.  My heart bursts out of my clothes.We got into a fight.  Why is unclear.
I tried to leave.  You hit me. I fell.I started to cry.  You kicked me.A sharp pain burst out of 
my chest.  I could not breath. I have little energy,I kicked you.  You fell. I ran to our 
bedroom.
I am trapped.  No where to hide.I'm weak. I stumble to your Night stand.I see a gun.You 
break down the door.  I grab the gun.You start to choke me, squeezing my throat like you 
were trying to get some sort of juice out of me.
I pull the trigger.
BANG!Trapped.  No where to hide.Your grip feels looser.   Your face in pain.
You fall down. i fall into darkness.Free.  No need to hide.


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Crushed Dreams

Does the realization cut you like a knife?
The realization that the dream
Has diminished like the lungs of the dying?
Alas, the dream is now festering like a blemish
Cracking like a collapsing wall
Shattering like a fallen wine glass.
Does it fill you with grief?
Does it dry like a lake in a searing land?
Dispose of itself in the back of your mind
And rot in your failure column?
Alas, the dream is gone,
Staring back at you
Accusingly, forlornly,
As it releases itself
Into the dark pits of despair.
Now it’s gone,
Now it has disappeared.


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Once and for All

If I could quit, yes- just forget,
And forfeit these games I play
Lest we confess, or simply admit-
We've nothing new to say!
Oh, how we've changed, but stayed the same
(My Life of Dreams in Slumber fall)
And what I'd give to find my fame-
Just Happiness, once and for all

*I'm posting a lot of weak pieces today (not fishing for compliments; it's the truth)


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Red Eyes and Sinister Looks

Chains, hay forks, knives, and a hollow whisper,
become more true and sinister.
Halt in the middle of the moon light, 
and a waver image soon is no delight.
Voices run a muck in the head, 
so not calming you wish you were dead.
Gushing blood through the eye
not an image that you would rely.
Nails stuck on your neck with such pain
so your paralyze just little life sustain.
Hoodlums terrorizing people running a muck
did not really know they are in luck.
More dangerous beings are out their
to commit such act and with sinister stare.
Laughing with haunting echo's through
is an aspect of fear can imbue.
The wind changes direction to smother
the echoing sound of laughter.
The panicking state that you are in
soon drives a knife within.
Blood rushing out of your vain
a crucial part of your life dropping like rain.
Running without a destination
you will never reach anyone of your relation.
Sliding your body on a wall
keeping your fall in a stall.
Red eyes you can see it at night
is soon devouring you with little bite.
Changing your belief with tonics of relief
and it is to late to turn a new leaf.
Ears start to deceive the animals sound
eating limbs are chewing around.
Slowly your red eyes steadily getting heavy
is starting to take your life with a levy.
Dropping down with no attitude
and your life force slowly loses altitude.
Breathing comes not so easy
smelling flesh seems so beastly.
The change comes a desire
with frightening red eyes of fire.
Comes more lethal than the hoodlums 
your heart beating like drums.
Your hand becomes all fury
claws come out and your howl with furry.
Trance your in with no one to blame
a rage thats hundreds of centuries of flame.
Rising from a slumber of long lust
a animal instinct that you can trust.
Tearing things apart with no meaning
is a trait that is so deceiving.
Red eyes at night you see in a window
like a poisonous black widow.
Keeps you in attack mode of insanity
that takes all your vanity.
Ferocious emotions eating away
the soul that you had once betray.
The echoing sounds of loud thunder
breaks away the armor with sunder.
You fall once again to torturous agony
the feeling of one self is so lonely.
Shaking in the corner you are found
with blood soaked skin you drowned.
The night becomes day cruel in some way
your memories go in disarray.
The hunters with torches and sinister look
had parted way their hands shook.


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Lifes Lessons

Even in the darkest hour, a tiny light still seems to shine.

It's not as bright as the subtle moon light but it's still only a matter of time.

One of the lights is dying to shine and it’s a mirror of what I will become.

As this is more than life's good dream, it's the dream of something that I've never done.

I'm better than some but not as good as others, and I'm really not worried at all.

For I had a dream of my future one time a dream where I didn't even fall.

It's not about the things you own or how much most of it cost.

It's more so about what you have in life and whether or not you've been lost.

So here I sit alone today wondering what might or could have been.

Although it’s not exactly how I had planned but it reflects on everything I’ve seen.

So here’s to life and its every lesson, for teaching me such marvelous things.

Yet it’s not enough to daydream or feel mesmerized by beautiful shiny new rings

I will not take for granted the good things I have or the things I don’t really need.

Although I wish I had more, I’m much better off than to be filled with hatred and greed.

I have seen the world from a whole different view, and it’s worse than some people believed.

So I can say from my past that it wasn’t quite fun but in the end, I’m happy to say I’m relieved.


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A Moment of Hope The Invisible Man 30

Sometimes I have the courage to think of the things that made me what I am today,
My memory takes me back to terrible things far away far off into my bitter past,
My mind like a maze of dirty black alleys that smell of waste, loss and disgust,
The losses, the drink ripped away, not happy until it was all gone respect as well.

Invisible thinks of a garden where roses clustered with lilies scent on the breeze,
Bees found stores of honey in the petals of a thousand and one different flowers,
Lovers walked hand in hand along its winding path a beautiful dream of the man,
Bright with the embroidery of nature where children played in new myrtle flowers,

As Invisible thinks of this garden it is neglected but flowers can grow with weeds,
It could put a smile upon his face, a face that had never known any joy recently,
He hopes a gardener can covert this garden get rid of ruined waste, back into Eden,
Tending all the beautiful flowers that spring up with the weeds and smell gladness.

If he helped the gardener in his quest a hand might hold his and guide him through,
Maybe a hand would go around his waist to support him as well as guide his hand,
Dare he wish that the guiding hand and the support would be his angel from heaven,
A dear person to help him clear his garden and walk down the winding path as lovers.

An angel that would smile at him maybe hold his hand and squeeze it so very gently,
Would the angel talk to him and tell him that one day they would be together again,
Her beautiful grace shining warmly as she looks up to him, to her he is her hero,
Not a drunken mess that cannot cope, not a dirty vagrant, but her knight her love.

The tenderness of this beautiful scene in his poisoned mind became real he smiled,
He grinned as she sat down next to him as close a she could get then wriggled closer,
Warmth from her body not only warmed him but gave hope this what he has waited for,
She whispered sweetly she loved him and would be waiting for him and they kissed.

Invisible woke with a start and was she not by his side, was she ever with him,
A dream another heart wrenching let down and how could he have dreamed the dream,
It was so real he still felt the warmth, the impression of her hand holding his,
But it must have been a dream his own mind conspired to deliver the hardest blow.


Lost in a grief so deep, his loneliness complete he talks to Sam his imaginary friend.

These days get worse Sam they really do please help me,
I need to change but I need my drink more what can I do,
But I need to change so desperately Sam can you help?
My world has cracked and I've fallen into the crack,
But what I don't understand Sam that I was once good,
If I had any courage Sam I would be laying in my coffin,
Why does life drag you along with it I don't want to go,
Just a bit of icing on my cake Sam it is freezing cold,
Did you know this is where I was brought up my friend,
Did you know that most of the people that walk past I knew,
Sam! I know many of there people but they don't know me,
Why do they all walk past I wish somebody would help,
Maybe when I have drunk more cider I might feel better Sam,
I can remember being happy but not what being happy is like,

As Invisible sits drinking shoppers give him a wide berth and they look at him with hate.

These people Sam they look at me as if I have hurt them,
The people they are not our sort of people they hate me,
Has the world changed like I have but in opposite ways,
My life is full of sorrow drunkenness and dreams Sam,
Old sorrows wont go away new sorrows should take over,
So we have to face both the old and the new that's bad,
At night I try to close my drunken eyes it all returns,
Sam is that the same as you can you close your eyes,
Can you remember the valleys Sam the ones we used to play,
When we ran about all day Sam in the sun rolling in grass,
The old stream that twisted and turned, it had lost its way,
Floating lolly sticks watching them bounce away on ripples,
Buying bangers in November and throwing them into the water,
What I wouldn't do to go back for just a couple of hours Sam,
Just to feel the innocence and try to bring it back to now,
To enjoy what there is to enjoy and maybe get better Sam,
But that will never happen Sam we are lost on an island,
A well populated island but an island all the same Sam,
People are not like ships they don't bother to rescue people,
They just walk around or just walk away all the nice ones gone,
I remember my school Sam it's now been knocked down and left,
It has all gone, all gone no primroses in spring or bluebells,
Do you remember Sam the bluebells used to nod in the wind,
But they have all been built on, whats the use in talking,
Nothing changes from bad to good Sam remember that, eh Sam,

Still drinking his cider tears well into his eyes his nose runs and begins to quietly
to sob. He sits on the shopping parade seat, shaking as he sobs. His throat has a lump
in it so he stops talking to Sam. Invisible sinks his wet face into his overcoat
hides his misery from the people that walk past he just sat there lost and confused. His
greatest sadness an angel paid a visit to the maze of dirty black alleys that smell of waste,
loss and disgust,


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The Dream

~A tribute to “The Slave's Dream” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~ 


One night the slave had a nice dream.
And in the dream he was just free. 
He heard sounds of freedom's bold scream.
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And saw the light of liberty's gleam.
No more felt flesh by whips just bleed. 
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And in the dream he was just free. 



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Wish

This is the wish I wish tonight
I wish to dream and dream with sight.
I wish to wake to the morning light...
But not the light our eyes can see,
I wish and dream of eternity.
What does this life hold for me?
Nothing of this life will remain,
In th end only one stands to gain.
For this reason I wish tonight,
I wish to wake unto the light.


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When Dentist Calls

             When Dentist Calls

Clear white tiny whirring brook spirals porcelain down
Monitored through forest of sharp hard objects
In a glare of concentrated artificial brightness
Stark forms, silver entities, probe my thoughts
Through my tooth roots to get to the truth
There are still more things to come
Dentist and assistant fill my mouth with wisdom and cotton
Where my Marlon Brando Godfather impression takes place
Along with x-rays of a few bad teeth acting up or acting out a scene
My mouth becomes that void, that black hole
With which a need to fill it
With everything in the cosmos, becomes apparent
Apparatuses, appendages, products from unknown Asian markets
Go in and disappear
Dentist looks satisfied with his new creation
The interrogation begins
I blink my approval as the needles go in.
My tongue is the first to stray into slurs as doctor quips,
“And gargle please and spit!”  “That’s it!”  “Open big!” “Tell me everything!”
I remembered a story as a boy
As my mouth and face melt away
And the whirring spirals porcelain down to dentists call 
          


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Wet Dreams

        WET DREAMS
I know not why your love's evading me,
nor what to do, so that your heart can see,
that passion grows no matter what I do,
and makes my heart to keep on loving you,
though all it's brought is pure insanity.

In dreams I've wept, but kept on loving you,
and tears, they flowed, no matter what I do,
I tried to take my burning love in hand
but it's a thing my heart can't understand,
and sleep won't tell what love is coming to.

If I could dream the dream both night and day,
I'd spend my life just sleeping where I lay,
and waking from the dream in burning sweat,
I lie content, and feel my hand is wet,
from love you've given me, in your own way.


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FROM MUNIR MEZYED TRIPS

According to the will of fate 
I have come... 
I emerge from the flood 
A living soul. 
My memory is torn by the night. 
The night is enshrouded with darkness. 
I wander around the world 
Searching for a meaning... 
I want to drink a toast to happiness... 
Here I am gulping the toast to death. 
I cry....Is there any survival? 
I hear no response... 
But the hot winds caressing the grass of silent graves... 
And the world plunging into illusion and vanity... 
Do you remember the mad rain, 
And the wood of the vessel hanging on the summit? 
O intoxicated land, 
That is burdened with jealous desires, 
Bless, and have pity on my soul 
For lo! I never enter the place of secrets 
Nor lift the cover 
On the earth's burial... 

My body is prey... 
Time is a hunter chasing me 
Whilst traps are set for me.... 
I flee... 
I flee with terror and fear... 
My footsteps are slowing, 
Wearing out with the race 
And the veiled fate engraves on my face 
With the edge of a corroded spike... 
I wander alone in the land of Delmon 
The land of eternity 
Calling the aged-young man.... 
The earth cleaves, 
And the serpent emerges 
Devouring the plant... 
Whilst the dream of eternity turns out to be plumes of smoke 
Climbing the unknown of the silent wall.... 

Rest! 
Rest, you, the butterfly soul 
And ease me of my burden which galls my back..! 
Nectar dried out of the roses of fortune.. 
Whilst death gazes at the butterflies... 
The dinghy of desire sails on fire 
No water 
No shore 
And the claws of lust shred the soul 

My life is but a womb of a virgin 
Delivering a mount. 
You are so harsh and mean...! 
I receive you for my sorrows 
And my perishing... 
Hating 
Cursing 
Loving 
I gulp the bitterness of my grief 
Thereby planting a forest of thorns in my mouth. 
I walk on a path of pain 
Chasing a dream... 
Threads of smoke.... 
I grow older and so do the dream and sorrow 
At the end of the long path of misery 
I surrender unto you 
Reposing in your womb....! 


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dream weaver

Oh dream weaver
Can this possible be
Could this happiness be all for me
Will i wake from the dream when the nights at its end
will i see a bell only to hear it ring,
waking me up without this life of wonderful things 
Tell me dream weaver,That i have not been given such a wonderful life for it to merely be taken away
If so, for what i have received i shall be grateful for the rest of my days


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Mad As A Hatter ~Down With the Bloody Red Queen~

insipired by Alice In Wonderland

Tell me how did I get myself stuck in this dream 
A dream I dream every night it seems 
And every night is as strange as before. 

Have I possibly gone mad? 

This must be a dream 
It is impossible for animals to talk 
For cats to smile 
And mice to walk. 

I must have gone bonkers! 

Oh dear, this is so confusing 
Oh how could this be? 
Everything is after me 
Everyone is chasing me 
Oh but wait this is all just a dream. 

Everyone here is has simply gone daffy! 

Oh look who’s this 
This place of wonder has a queen 
Oh dear, oh my 
She is very mean 
She’s feared rather than loved 
Face burning blood red 
As she’s screaming 
“Off with his head”. 

Now she is most defiantly mad. 

Oh no, not good 
The queen is after me 
But why 
Why now could this be 
What did I do 
What can I do 
To stop her from beheading me? 

Oh yes that’s it 
I’ll twist the tables ‘round 
And now 
There’s no place for her to run 
Oh it seems I have won 
Her time as queen is done 
Even her own army is gone. 

But oh, I can’t 
Not even this life I can end 
But alone the rest of her life shell spend 
Banished without a friend. 

That would drive any person mad. 

I have learned through this peculiar journey 
To believe the impossible 
Open up your mind 
Open your heart as well 
And soon you’ll find 
Animals talking 
Roses painted red 
Careful now 
Try not to loose your head 
So dream your dreams 
Wish upon a star 
I may be mad as a hatter 
But hey 
The best people are.


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Hope

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

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

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

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

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


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Alone in the Early Morning Hours

What haunts you when you close your eyes
At night, about to fall asleep.
Knowing that there will be not a sheep
To count, but horrors from your past.

What crawls through your mind at night
Once you shut the lights all out.
Alone in the dark where the unknown blooms
Before your eyes without your knowing.

How much courage do you have
To stand up against all that you fear
When the wretched smiles from ear to ear?
Will you run from your demons, or will you fight?

So what comes for you when you close your eyes?
Skeletons dance in your corner closet,
Cackling with glee as they wittingly mock you
For your childish nightmares keeping you awake.


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A Wish for Simple Beauty

Her wish for life,
 A simply beautiful world.
 She asked for love,
 Never perfection.

To exprience the world,
 Slow to settle.

Her time to change,
 To live as if life,
 were ageless.

-ARI


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The Baby Queen

Like an angel from paradise you came
In my dream - I believed that to be true,
Like a princess you graced up on me
The realism was out of true.
 
I walked to you like my destiny famed
With your shadow beholden for obstacles unknown,
I traveled along mirthfully
With mind's eye of your presence alone.
 
You versed me the sonnet
With my choired essence from heart and soul,
You rhymed the lines with your agape love
With my odes poetized from esteem and parole.
 
You heeled with that dance
With my arms over your slender waist,
You balled to me apace
and softly impinged on me abreast. 
 
You dallied with your innocence 
With my veiled childhood those were lost erstwhile,
You bellylaughed with your essence
With my hogwash talk and smile.
 
You came like an angel and graced like a princess
In my dream - I believe that to be true,
The realism that I wish for
You are my baby queen and is not out of true.


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Time for Change

Dominic C Cherry

I feel like time is wasting away
I keep trying
But todays just another day
My mind has escaped and ran free
But that isn’t anything of me
Or is it me
I have changed
But not welcomed my own change
I still can’t figure out what I want
I got you and you’re the only one I need
But I’m not me
I got lost somewhere
Now I’m stuck deep below the surface
Waiting to break free
Just trying to find the right spot
Thrashing through dirt seems too simple
I want to break free through the hardest surface
I want to let loose my mind
I want control, more control
The outcome isn’t just about me
I’m holding myself in
Just breathing, waiting for the chance
To be me
Did I overlook it?
Probably just a worry though
Usually is one
But how can this be right
It can’t be, I must be missing something
Wait! I used to just let everything happen
Now I’m trying to force things again
I need to relax
Take deep breathes and clear my head
But I’m falling so fast
I can’t do this to myself
I couldn’t dare do anything to her
I will not show fear
I will not be ridiculed
I came here to change this place
I didn’t expect it was this bad
But there are more like me
More who want to change
More who will change
And as our idea expands
They will need a leader to step up
I am that leader
The one placed here to change
To change life as we know it
And move toward a new world vision.


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where has it gone

we had hair 
in the 1960s
where has it gone
we had
love and peace


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eternal love



Eternal love 

I wanted to land on your nest 

Shelter me in your lap 

Feel your warm touch 

Be veiled by his eyes 




that in times of distraction 

In moments of your sighs 

Quiet, private and happy 

I was the reason for your smile 




what  my body  Were stroked by his fingers 

And  what Were  my hug 

 what is calm his fear 



With you in the light 

In the moonlight of each quadrant 

Find your Delta of Venus 

Be your insatiable love 




Wish I did not dream alone 

Well dream together would happen 

The infinite communion of our souls 

Source of life that revives 


If the case to  go 

While I stay here to count the days 

Happiness stifle grief 

Knowing that you find again 




And if by chance i go before thee 

By express order of the universe 

As in life nothing is created, nothing is lost 

Turn me into your eternal love 
of ceizar for duncan chappell i love you 
    




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My Countless Wishes -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Insomniac's Haiku

A thief craves money,
The glutton craves food and drink,
But the wise crave sleep.


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SHIFTED ATTRACTION

Maybe i'm a little old-fashioned..
I don't like to rely on physical attraction...
Though, this is the initial reaction..
It will not give long lasting satisfaction..

You got maybe cars and lots of dimes..
Tell you what, these may whine..
Care and invest on something fine...
Perceive, this may be an endless line...

Don't want month, months or years..
I like and need we forever peers..
One day at a time, forget years..
Groovy away with light cheers...


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A Field Of Dreams

In a field of dreams we wallow 
in hopeless hope,
In a stream of deceit we 
struggle to stay afloat 
Without a heart to grasp, the 
darkness takes hold,
Yet with a light to love, a story 
of love unfolds,

In the slumber of night dreams 
become surreal,
In the wake of day reality 
becomes unreal,
Floating on a cloud getting high 
on emotions,
Walking on water, swimming 
the oceans,

In a sky of passion the stars 
shine with trust,
In a world of pain, I can see 
nothing but us,
In a life of struggle I do my 
best to get by,
With you in my life, I breeze 
through a natural high,

When times grow rough and 
become too much to bare,
Or when times sail smoothly 
and love shines fair,
I’ll look to the horizon and gaze 
at the beauty of the sun beams
And ill see your smile in the 
field of dreams


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Free Fallin'

My desicion was made. I wouldn't allow myself to be controlled. If that makes me a rebel, then let it be. I'm a Rebel. At least I can Make my own choices now. I can love and care about others. "You are here by stripped from your wings." Then it was like someone had bound my wings and pushed me off a cliff. it felt like forever. til finally i reach the ground. When i hit, it felt like everybone in my wings had shattered. I had fallen. and It hurt so bad. but it was worth it.


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Dance

My baby
My precious
My warm and glowing light
I cannot seem to sleep at night
For dreaming while I'm awake.

I dream of the kindness I see in your eyes
And I yearn to be able to hold you.
I dream of what Dubai is gonna look like
And how happy I think I'm gonna feel
Complete.
Content

Radiant.

Over and over I say your name, and only because it brings its you I've fallen in love with.
Suki
My Suki
You
are my
Suki!
Lol, my friend I can't say it enough and I absolutely love it.
Love you.

Aw man, if ever there were words, I'd sing them to you.
If only there were actions that showed you strong enough, I would do nothing else but
dance them for you.

But let me tell you this, my sweet love.
I have my whole life to sing
My whole life to dance
My whole life to dream.

And I want nothing more than to spend my life doing those things with you.


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Stand Tall

We can be strong;
Time to stand tall.
With God, we have it all
'Cause there's no room to fall.


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The Final Star isn't Born

(The final star isn't born!)  
    There is a star shining in the skies above you.
    There's a hell that likes to sink inside you,
    and there’s a ambition that stands beside you,
    and a dream that likes to catch you.

    Within these dark eyes,
    is a drop of our belief.
    As you fly in these blue skies.
    you’ll soon be up there in relief.

    With the world in your hands.
    Take a chance and take a stand.
    Tell the world another great story
    and with your stories in hand.

    Take the controls, take command
    and you are the star with the best glory.
    There’s been a mirror held to my face.
    Your face is what I see in place.

    I want to see it again and again.
    You are the dream of the girls,
    come and take us just for a twirl.
    We just like to know how’s it been.

    Your are the star in the sky.
    We will come to help you fly.
    lets take on this dream together,
    no matter whats going on with the weather.

(The final star isn't born!)


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What If

What if I told you the sky was purple 
and that the clouds were really a dark green 
could you imagine the luscious possibility 
Or is your mind a reality check machine 

Take a trip into your subconscious 
maybe what you see is a dream 
maybe the stars bleed blue 
as red seeps into the ocean stream 

We are taught as a child what to think 
The language and colors of life 
And not to challenge the system 
Not to looks back, like Lot's wife 

So imagine, you lay out in a field 
Yellow grass sways in the wind 
The lavender sky stretches before your eyes 
and nature's balance hazily ends 

Forget what you've been told 
Forget it while you can 
Before you become too senile 
Because time waits for no man 

The clouds are green I tell you, 
The vast oceans are red 
The purple skies adorn a silver moon 
As it shines through the window near my bed 

Sleep well love, because in the morning 
The skies will once again be blue 
After your imagination sobers 
The possibilities become few. 


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Illumined Tapestry

Circled light from angels' faces dawning
traces the darkening way all feet must tread,
reflecting forgotten silhouettes on rain wet streets.

Old city lights beam bright pathways through the gloom,
resplendent pools shimmering luminous enchantment,
mirroring tear washed memories of distant pasts.

Buried beneath regret-slick brick roadways,
specters gather round glowing gas lamps--
modern street lights' ancestral flames--
ghost lovers lingering in shining orbed dreams, remembering . . .
trembling vaporous fingers tracing love across softly illumined faces.

So linked in melancholic splendor, lovers old and new,
ply life's sacred needle, stitching the golden tapestry.

TARNDAI

October 1, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Find the Puzzle contest
Nette Onclaud, sponsor


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IMAGINATION HUES

Drops of sweats hovers my face..
As i walk ahead slowly through a phase..
In a whirlwind like the maze..
I find myself dreaming amaze...

Glued deeply buried on the ground...
I wonder how a melodious music sound...
I drum and twirl my fingers in round..
Fidgeting strings of triangles I found...

I fall back in a convergence of scenes..
Leaving away footprints that don't dim..
Beaming with meeknes of it seems..
Mimic the yonders and let eyes gleam..

Vibrantly shining in a spectrum of rainbows...
Vigorously rejoicing loud in the meadows.
Reflecting through vivid shapely shadows..
Amusing and beckoning, one will follow...

By: olive_eloi
sept. 09, 2013
1:27pm

Dedicated to: one who imagines

------>>> 

Gonna be a happy day, i hope

Blessed are those who have found in their heart that place called happiness...

Extend kindness...
Share a smile...
Project uniqueness..


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On the Edge of a Dream

The sight is simple, a triumphant vision The clouds remain in dream’s succulent desire Not a single realm like this burns quite like fire I hold the heart of dream, to surely admire Sparks images on the edge of dream’s beacon
Form Envelope Quintet Entrant into Andrea Dietrich's "A CATCH-PHRASE DAZZLER: 1 IN 5 CHOICE" contest 12/23/2012


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DAVION

Davion a name i thought years ago i would not be saying everyday
you came into our world as a dream an unreachable goal in thought in some other time frame.
Your eyes blue as the sky your smile as bright as the sun my love for you has grown my wants for you have become goals my life is different because of you.
your laugh calms my soul your kisses blown are my inspiration
Davion you are a gift that almost came with a price the loss of my wife.
but together her and i intend to make your world an imagination filled dream that only you can paint on the canvas of your life and we promise to be here to praise you, honor you, cherish you, and teach you everything we know you are our only son and we will love and cherish you as long as we both breath...


We love you Davion Micheal.


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A left hand made verse 5

Let’s everybody massacre our children.
Grown-ups .   To be grown-ups.
Those who could not be born
And never asked for. 
Who overtook us in birth,-
Has got old;

Who was dreamt up by us from the lines on the palms;
Was not loved by us;
Not hated and
Still loved.
Who accused us of failure of sunrise.
Who could not go to school;
Could not find the way,
Who nowhere found own portion of the land;
Became a killer;
Became a thief;
Became a whore; 


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Sequence of Events

Previously seen in Opium dreams,
These scenes of Deja-Vu
Future reference balance beams
(The Present misconstrued)
In retrospect, I do reflect,
"Did I see the warning signs?"
Time is met with sheer suspect
As Life rewinds the past unkind


Details | Ballad | |

Time

Time is near me, it's within me, it surrounds me, it raps me in it's motherly loving 
arms, it cuddles me, it squeezes me so tight that it makes me feel save, nothing 
could ever hurt me.

It gives me time, the time I need to heel to repear and prepear from all the cruel 
things I've witnessed, beyond my wildest dreams. It helps me to not be ashamed 
of the person I really am deep inside and when things are just too much to 
handle, I escape reality and go into a dream world, my dream world, the one it 
supplies for me.

It gives me my wings to fly, and then when I least expect it, it crawls next to me in 
my bed and rips me out of my deep slumber and bashes my head in against the 
walls of my non-spoken tears.

It rapes me with all the wrong doing I've done, it stabs me in the back with 
sorrows and sadness, it breaks my bones with lies and deception, it burns my 
very existence with hatred and then it rips my bleeding heart and feeds it to the 
deepest darkest hence men of hades, god of the underworld and throws my 
naked self, my bruised soul on the cold dark floor of the hidden away childish 
fears and leaves me to die.


And when it's all over, after all the bad things that could happen, happened thats 
when he comes back to pick me up, dust the durt off of me and pretends like 
nothing had ever happened. He holds me once more and all hatred, all the 
hostility turns to trust...


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Arousal Stream

Human kindness whispering belongings
non filter elements of unbreeded blastphomies
content to wallow in willow bonds of cage happy
stilted mystics pleasure no pain windows
radiate love peace mystical motherloads
captured escapism moods of elegance raptutred
desire action in full swing nestled between
the neurons forever giving noncompetitive 
nurturings blissful in capacity all
going weightless    snapshots of arms waving
notes abound in archiac primitivity-------give
it to us all weened to bathe and breathe in
sustinance for the many all for everyone
substitute politics with annonimity of rationality
perk up your mind with ears of learning
prize thought over wasteless journies
 of peak gain equality over measure 
stance over readiness calm over storm
peer through the window pane eternal
soulful light mirrored intensities gladful
poignant    sentient     beings     unforlorn    natureboy   naturegirl
natureclad newborns
tarry over mindful clouds of ozone deafness
chocking in an airkess vacuum


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Walk the Dream, Fan the flame

This facade that we build
around our bones;
this walking dream

Shouldn’t be any different,
than what we keep in the night,
where the stars burn as freely 
as our hearts.

I say we stoke the fire,
throw it all in.

Watch the sand turn to glass,
peel the skin back
                    swallow the marrow of promise.

Let the light reflect.

-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.


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Waking up

Bursting though dementia the edges of confusion
I found eyes closed my spirit laughing
as crashing dreams ended.


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the keeper's self

when no clouds touch the sky
tomorrow becomes
just another way to get by
we free birds dream the livr's lie
Forever you and I 
live the dreamr's cry

if you ask for the devil long enough
he will eventually join you 
so be warm, be joyful 
politely ask him to leave 

find comfort within the things you know
and appreciate the things you donot 
and do try not to be so distant
for when the winds sway 
the chill reminds me
just how dearly i miss you 

time will bring changes 
and age to weather 
and in the mist of adversity 
you will get to see 
the true size of you 
Like a mirror for the moment 
Tomorrow admires you 

"like a curse, i'll write you away"


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Lost Confessions

Lost between Heaven and Hell, battlements of my spirit and mind, Raptures me into 
the new day, but delivers me in the darkness of night. I argue within my mind, that 
shall wither it blind, randomly I search for the meaning that enhances the light. I 
wander through the ailment that haunts me so. Small amounts of peace keep me 
driving onward, though I feel no glow. In-between both I am haunted with one 
sight, Glimpse of the dream I hold so dear, with massive amounts of fear, my 
menacing fantasy keeps me on my fight. Each week that passes seems as everyone 
that fell before.
My soul knows my end is of a different kind, knowing the sin that I carry each night 
and the penance that I must endure. My destiny is not what I see, But is what I 
deeply ignore. Lost between Heaven and Hell, My soul cannot sell, this torment, I 
speak is a different form I break, Not just any ordinary sin, I have no-where to begin.
No end to reach, my darkness seeks light, though there is no realization to teach. I 
am haunted by the past that lonely night that seizes, though it pleases me ,but no 
other can live in the desire that I speak here and now, Others have traveled this 
road without any dark temptation, though I would lose all interpretation, with great 
litigation. Lost now and forever my dream, forgotten almost it may seem. Distant 
calls engorge my thoughts, memories chase my spirit, and lust envelops my soul, 
into the realm betwixt Heaven and Hell. My dream I shall bury, my destiny, I shall 
marry within my mind and spirit. These darkened nights shall grab the bright days 
down into the mishap of grace. I will council each cheerful day and plant a smile on 
my face. However, the agony shall drive my heart to a stainless hollowness of 
discomfort my continued dream shall live on and inhabit this shell. This shell 
someday shall wither away; there will be nothing left to tell.


Written for

Sponsor Catie Lindsey 
Contest Name Dark Prose 


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Incomplete

I came across an old desk in a dream
A message of significance – or so it seemed
Timeless solid wood covered in dust 
Your mystery to uncover I must

Handmade relic of ancient times bygone
After centuries, your work`s still not done
Bridal bed upon which tales of life were born
Now you’re stood against the wall forlorn

It was not what you had, but what you did lack
That spoke in a code I felt I had to crack:
Numerous tiny drawers on both left and right
But some were missing - a curious sight

Empty space of something lost, or not yet written?
This mad dog of a question down to my bones has bitten
I`d like to think the desk is not old and useless,
But a work in progress enduring Time so ruthless

Tenants of the house do ceaselessly come and go
Each adding a new story about what they’d known
The work continues till all the drawers are filled
With life lessons learned the quest will be fulfilled


Details | I do not know? | |

Every morning , Every night

Every morning I want to kiss your eyes
Hold you near and feel the love inside

I always dream that we are together
Through pain sorrow joy happiness
Our love shall last forever

We will love we will flight
But we shall never be apart
& hold each other tight

I want to kiss you every night
Hold u in my arms as we put the world aside

I want to grow old with you
Blessed with happiness
This dream of mine 
Will one day come true
 


Details | Free verse | |

Untitled Dover Beach

Death is the thing with feathered wings
Here on these rocky Dover cliffs
Against which breaks perpetual wave upon wave
    Melting away this earth-stone base
    Atop which rests the sky


Sleepwalkers, walking with lead-laden feet
They dream only of falling, falling
Let us, love, dream of one another
    Beneath the white gulls crying
    And the moon-tides dying


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Truth Begins at the Corner

Remember to always make sure to bless the days that you are given, because they are few, and beauty only lasts so long! 
Hold tight my fair wonderer, your day will come. I will be with you again.
The lost soul of your childhood still roams the crevices of your forgotten past. 
The unrestrained faith in the wonders of the woods, the vastness of the cosmos, and the darkness of the night still lingers beneath the rough waters of maturity and age. 
Come with me again my friend and lose yourself in the joy of the unknown, the unplanned, and the chaos of a life on fire! I can take you there, if only you let go! 
Be with me, take part of me with you, and feel the self that we are. Perfect in spoiled admiration of instincts lost since the time I awoke without you.
The id consumes you with a savage passion, while the ego ever so gently licks the tears from your wounded breast. 
My mind strives to unbutton the layers of worldly impurities until I reach your core. Pure as the first light we accepted into our virginal eyes. 
Wrapped in body and blindness, our forms ached as we accepted this gift. As we unfolded into light, a passionate awakening of nature stirs the breath and frightens the senses, the initiation of spirit begins. 
I long to stay. The only I there is in this ephemeral abyss. I loathe all blessings bestowed upon my eye, but the light penetrates with ruthless contempt for all we have created, harshly illuminating the disparities of night and day, nature and nurture, love and death, you and I. 
I curse the light, and in desperation implore for the beginning to come to an end. For now I see you, and now I know…...you never were.  


Details | Lyric | |

Sentiment

I tried to see what life would be like on the other side of the mirror
I knocked on the glass for days, but no one ever let me in
Cracking, finally, the reflecting world showed me the truth
That it's just like the one I’m in; it only makes you bleed in the end

I only close my eyes
To find something worth looking at
I can only hear your voice
When I’m screaming into the wall
I only think on you
When the cynical inspiration dissipates
And sometimes only the freezing cold
Is all that reminds me I can still feel

Living this perfect life, dream lover, dream house, dream happiness
Take for granted the gift, not accepting your needy independence
Lust, greed, emotional gluttony; everything you've ever wanted
It’s only thanks to me, I created the twist in your soul, I made you who you are

I only close my eyes
To find something worth looking at
I can only hear your voice
When I’m screaming into the wall
I only think on you
When the cynical inspiration dissipates
And sometimes only the freezing cold
Can remind you that you can still feel

Taken by the presence of an all too familiar enemy
This man staring from the corner; he never leaves, never leaves me
Gentle whispers of deception takes hold and only tightens
Painful sobriety renders me vulnerable and helpless
He only laughs as I pray to God to save me

I only close my eyes
To find something worth looking at
I can only hear your voice
When I’m screaming into the wall
I only think on you
When the cynical inspiration dissipates
And sometimes only the freezing cold
Can remind you that you can still feel

Stare into a face, frozen for eternity
Never aging, never moving, never leaving; its world merely fades to white
Longing to go back, wishing to be, nothing humors the hope
Not tears, prayers, nor blood can bring them back
Trapped behind wood and glass; imprisoned in this photograph

I only close my eyes
To find something worth looking at
I can only hear your voice
When I’m screaming into the wall
I only think on you
When the cynical inspiration dissipates
And sometimes only the freezing cold
Can tell me that I can still feel


Details | Free verse | |

Nexus of One

Continuously phantasmagoric  is its vitality,
Crystallizing within the depths of my spirituality, 
Sanctuary  against the maleficent reality, 
Encompassing  past the fortification of mentality,
Dependency upon its draught of lethality,
Praying for the verisimilitude of immortality, 
Enlightened after necrosis, for entwinement in  universality


Details | I do not know? | |

Ghost

Every night I walk my grave,
Thinking thoughts that weren't ever made.
Lost in the darkness
My soul shall lie,
For I have not yet said goodbye.
Ever so certain that day would come;
When laughter, joy and happiness comes
My heart was broken in anger and pain,
For I no longer live in vain.
My broken dream shall mend no more,
For in pain and agony that I shall go.
My bones lay crumbled as dust and ash,
My memories no longer live with them.
My days are over and i'm gone,
And I shall only dream to be born...


Details | Free verse | |

Winds of Change

Like the winds gone by
The feelings come and go
One time strong and powerful
Able to move through most encounters
Other times small and insignificant
Power stripped from time and lack of flow
Always left feeling lost and yearning
Yearning for the time when things were stronger
Strong enough...to Prevail...


Details | Rhyme | |

Sweet Passion

A world of passion, where happiness is the norm 
Sun is peaking out, even in the midst of a storm 
Trees striking poses, grass dancing with the wind 
Heaven's tears of joy, falling to the surface end 
Mother nature's air consumed with gratifying bliss 
Angels smiling down sending their satisfying kiss 
A gentle melody, is sung by vocal bees and birds 
Carried away by God's harmonious words 
Life grows sweeter, with every newborn second 
Each moment is cherished, like the wise would reckon 
Regret is extinct, great memories are everlasting 
Hate is discriminated, pure love is always blasting 
Fulfillment never lacked, distributed to all who care 
Happiness inserted into all the hearts willing to share 
Kids playing in the fields, completely spirit free 
Adults laughing in awe of everything they see 
It seems so fictitious, yet it's extremely real 
Life is love, and love is what we should feel 
Matters of the heart, pursued in a sincere fashion 
The world is what you make it, when chasing your  passion 


By: Steven Dean Jr. 


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Goodbye

We're headin' out 
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I know...is that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place

No more fun
Gotta buckle down
No more games
Gotta drop this crown
I hope I don't...forget...this place
Days in the sun and
Nights by the fire
I'll miss those times
With a burnin' desire
I'm gonna...miss...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place

We're headin' out 
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I know...is that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place
Goodbye...


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Value

A smile in a thought of a "forever" like this.
A dream from a star's one wish.
A love of a life from a fairy tale one told
To a child with an imagination worth a whole pot of gold.

Can you really put a value to something like this?
Like that feeling you get from your last first kiss?
Or the dreams that come true from a shooting star's wish?
There's no value worth more than all this.

A song from a night from a heart's first glance.
A sway from a dress from a love's first dance.
A rose from a thorn from a child's freedom.
A ring from a night from a tear from one.

Can you really put a value to a moment like this?
To a second in time so carefree as this?
To a heartbeat caused by pure peace and bliss?
To a child's eye lit by a shooting star and a wish?

Could you tell me what it's worth?
Or could you tell me which came first?
Was it hope for a future unknown,
Or happiness from the love that's shown?
Was it a dream from a fairy tale,
Or optimism after every fail?
Because the child that I've never seen
Is one without a single dream.

So tell me,
Can you really put a value to this?
To a first kiss?
A child's wish?
Pure bliss?
To this?
To this moment looking into your eyes?
To a fairy tale defined
By you and I.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A Season's Flip

Spring was a darkness bliss 
Summer was a rage to find the truth 
When fall came and the eclipse was out  
I closed my eyes... 
I think I just needed some time. 
I think I just need some time to cry over you. 
When winter came, I sang  a Taylor's swift song about a flower  I never got. 
I drove around way too much looking at places I  had already seen 
I guess you could say I  took a ride. 

The lightning flashed and the seasons changed 
A world to be  
A world to know 
My strength revealed 
The flip of the coin 

Spring was a blissful wind  
Summer gave truth to see  the light 
When Fall came and my son was born 
It sure made life a whole lot clearer 

A bliss it was to see his eyes staring back at me. 
When winter came  
I  had to watch you walk away and sing Foo Fighter's song, "Learning to Walk Again" song remembering it was me who gave you flowers in those December months. 
I drove around and looked   at places I  had never seen 
I guess you could say I  took a joyful ride 
I stopped crying over those flowers I never got 
  
I think I just needed some time  
I think I just need some time to let you walk away 

The thunder roared  and the seasons changed 
A world to be  
A world to know 
My strength renewed 
The flip of the coin strength  revealed the seasons of time  
The flip of the coin  
It sure made life a whole lot clearer.


Details | I do not know? | |

Carry On Through

I don't know how much of my life
Will be a dream come true,
But I will continue
To always carry on through.


Details | I do not know? | |

Low and High

Don’t change me to one who I am not
Don’t kill that of me on which I live on
There’s only a little bit of me I want to get rid of
The rest must stay, as it was!

I love this high
After this low
Wish this low wouldn't come
If I stay on the high
All the time
I would be who I dream of.

And the restlessness 
Drives me a bit crazy. 
Can’t sink to calmness!
I want to do everything. 
Don’t you see my vision
The ideas that drive me insane!
I want to start it, get it have it
But before I start
Low grips me.

And I seek a way to escape
Magic pills is what they say
But you know it will kill my high
Won’t let me fly, dream or cry
Oh Low! Why not just say goodbye?


Details | Free verse | |

Luna

Since it was Sunday in late December
the sun perched softly behind a dark
swirl - and the distant dust
turned the last ray from red to pink
well before the dainty fingers
of her small hands could count to six

The tide was ebbing but left lopsided
lines of foam-beige brine surrounding
crooked batons of driftwood settling
for the evening - in wait of the dawn’s
salty brush and the mermaid’s call
that only the mullet could hear

Sandpipers skipped across the scrawls
where some spirited soul had neatly
spelled the name Luna and etched
a lazy heart in the sand
made barely legible by the suckle
of less than a half moon of sweet Gruyere

Holiday lamps from the shops in the village,
baptized by a light steam, lifted green and blue
watermarks off the horizon toward the mangroves
and left markings of indelible ink where crow’s feet
tried to sleep and halfhearted whelk 
nestled as salt in recesses of aged eyes

The scent of the sea was mild
Then again just the thing to suit
The keenness of the cilia that lined
the inside of the only nostril that still behaved.
And though the Mumps had left one ear utterly deaf
I observed the pelican call

This was neither the place nor time to breathe meekly.
A wordless titter throttled my throat
and I asked myself how life might be sounder

Her lily white hand, half covered in sand
touched the truss in my mind.
Smiling out loud my deaf ear could hear
her juddering blood - for she was totally (and wonderfully) blind


Details | I do not know? | |

Love descending upon an Angel

Looking up at the sky, up in the air so high
Moving like a bird, time fiercely passing by.
You and I together, at each others side
Waiting for a full moon, until the highest tide.

To you my dearest, my true love for you is so
Love only for my angel, I love you more than you know.
I want to be with you so much, I'll risk anything for you
For you are my only true angel, this I tell you is true.

Through the intertwining touch, of our interlocking hands
Our life together just began, our future which expands.
For my someone special, the person I can not live without
Shall I lose my angel of god, my life as is shan't go about.

I tip my hat off, to you I call my dearest
You are my angel, I see that as the clearest.
For you are my treasure, the one I hold so dear
To you I must admit, we're together now and here.

Our love is like a sapling, growing into the strongest tree
Which will continue growing forever, the same as you and me.
What you unconditionally have done, you've illuminated my soul
It's you and your true compassion, that has recreated me whole.

Shall I say to my angel, that you are through and through
I hope that some day, your angel in me will be shown to you.
My wish upon a wish, you and i always together
Descending from the sky, like a pure angel's falling feather.


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I Have a Dream

My dream is simple,
it’s to become you.
Banishing this fate,
a mental state renewed.

I won’t send the baggage,
that is clinging to my soul.
I’ll carry on the tradition,
of being out of control.

My dream is not complex,
Alas! It’s attainable indeed.
A mind free from chaos,
is all I actually need.

Even if it’s for a week,
so I can see the other side.
Of a purified mental status,
not this mania which resides.

Facing the endless obstacles,
may seem a bit extreme.
But not for me my sane one,
for all I have is dreams…...


Details | Pantoum | |

A Wife Of Someone (Dementia)

Thoughts of who she was has long faded in darkness
unknowing in her mind.... a day drifts in isolation
a silent cry of her love echoes through empty hallways
tormented within her walls of white satin her eyes search
unknowing in her mind.... a day drifts in isolation 
in a room of still shadows conversation dances free
tormented within her walls of white satin her eyes search
footsteps of her family arrive in a dream of yesterday
in a room of still shadows conversation dances free
a silent cry of her love echoes through empty hallways
footsteps of her family arrive in a dream yesterday
thoughts of who she was has long faded in darkness


Details | Rhyme | |

I TOO HAVE A DREAM

Just like Dr. KIng I too have a dream
I have a dream that one day children of all ages and colors will receive a better 
education
Where they will one day have a better life after graduation
These students will hold their heads up high whether they become the next 
lawyer or doctor in the world
By stepping up to say I am now a man or woman, no longer a boy or girl
I have a dream that every child will go to school and put forth effort in all their work
So that they will not need or want for anything, a life full of happiness rather than 
hurt
These students will sit in that chair or that desk and take in everything that's 
being said
Taking in knowledge rather than putting foolishness in their heads
In this dream children will be able to thank teachers for everything they know
College is where we should further our education, so its college we shall go
I have a dream that students will not go home to parents and lie about what 
they've earned 
But go home to parents and show them exactly what it is they've learned
Children of all ages will realize that its best to attend school
Instead of sitting at home doing nothing with time,smoking drugs which is not 
very cool
I have a dream that we all will come together and help each other succeed
A place where we will be able to thank us and not you and me
I have a dream that no child will be left behind in grades
They will be able