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
N-urtured from cradle to
entity with a new world
O-rganizes oneself for the
task ahead,passing thru
hurdles of life unabased
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
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
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
Contest: Regina's "Romance"
Bleak and gloomy is this recurring dream
Long and raven falls my ebony hair
And dark and inky is the surreal unlit sky
Can I find my way out of this murky gloom, and
Keep the mournful, forlorn ghosts away
September 1, 2013
Written for the contest, I love Five!, Andrea Dietrich
Daring to hope a fantasy really can come true
All day long I dream of you
You are always in my thoughts
Dreaming peacefully in a world of my own
Reality isn’t everything we want in our life
Every daydream takes away our worry and strife
All encompassing thoughts we don’t ever need to share
My inner desires of which I am now aware
I have dreams I will probably never fulfill
No one can take these thoughts away
Go on and daydream – it could brighten up your day
2nd July 2014
~awarded 1st place~
THE MODERN DAY SOJOURNER TRUTH
Tired from the lack of work --------Trivial
Lazy, I am not.-------------------Search
Thinking about Non-Profit---------Self-Employment
Freelance Writing, Tutoring, Virtual Administrator, etc…---------Thumbtack
You can’t keep a real woman down.------------------Steadfast
Many aspirations I have.----------------------------------Praying
Gotta get up early in the morning.-----------------------------Mobile
To define my purpose----------------------------------------Harmonizing
To many negative thoughts------------------------------------Intune
To why I continue to be down---------------------------------- Enthused
This is not the measure I am in.------------------------------------Woman
I am just as strong as [any] man.----------------------------------Sojourner!
Form: Acrostic/End-Line Word
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.
I watch from my window above,
as she views the scented flowers that surround her
She is my princess of this exploding colourful garden,
owning all that is around my perfect brunette.
Complementing the vast fragrance nature with her equal beauty.
Looking beyond ,
I gaze at running wildlife clearing the endless fields ,
mountains greeting the skyline.
Our path leads to this incredible breathless life,
a world open for only us to touch.
I take in everything that I desire,
locked in my loving heart.
Sadness crawls into the mind and clears away my unifying paradise.......
Just a midsummers daydream,
one day, could be.
Dreams are a guide book, for our lives;
Revealing information, by which we can survive.
Every dreamer, I can name
Astrally travels to other planes.
Many folk find magical sensations;
Their dreams are really revelations.
Including instructions on mortal living;
Miraculous visitations and a soul are forgiving.
Even prophecy’s found in dreams, along with many story schemes.
Days spent thinking of you
Always I can see you
Your presence I can feel
Dreams while awake
Reaching out for you
Each time you slip away
Abandoned I feel and lost
Many times I smell you
It clusters around me
Now settling , and the
Good memories flood in
Onwards alone I go
Free yet never free
You are part of me
Only hidden by the veil
Until it parts I wait for you
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.
Cuddling up close to teddy,
Happy smile on her face she sleeps
Is she remembering the circus with
Lions and tigers prancing about,
Dancing dogs, making her dream complete
Blue and wide is the blanket we have spread absorbing the sun's heat,
Enamored as Romeo and Juliet we feel what they felt: an increasing heartbeat;
Anticipating soft touches, followed by ardent kisses until moonlight arrives...
Cuddled as they were, we ignore the glances of everyone taken by surprise.
Hushed words must remain whispers, if we are to satisfy our sensual needs.
Bottles filled with messages are brought in by rolling waves, is ours still unread?
Lovely seagulls gather on splashing rocks, watching a lonely lady who weeps,
Another heartbreak for someone who was happy in life, now completely sad;
Knowing the pain of betrayal, she will learn by error not to trust anyone again.
Enticed by desire, we must roll back onto that soft blanket and revive romance,
Totally unaware of our surroundings, we lose ourselves and become intense;
Beholding what others never do, we know that faithful lovers always win.
There's exceeding joy, an indefinite yearning to explore love in ways so new,
Neither the distant stars nor the close moon refuse to shine on a blanket for two;
Grand as ever is their presence, luminous and breath-taking is their gleam...
Onward they will slowly move, while we still embrace and continue to dream.
L ife without God
This has been on my
mind and heart for
awhile after having
Into the foamy froth the mighty waves roll in
Nothing so great as when they crash again
Hell's fury can't equal the blue-green surge
Almost without equal the monster's purge
Life's greatest adventure is found in the sea
Incredible journeys are carved out for me
Not for the comfortable got to want this ride
Going for broke I'm going to chase the tide
The moment is there for the confident soul
Here in this place resides excitement untold
Everyone watches but only a few take hold
See what's coming got to anticipate the wave
Energy's rush.. salt water splash that I crave
Awesome to breathe in, the sea's life to Dave
Contest: Andrea's "Inhaling The Sea"
Siesta - the time when every
Living mortal rests at mid-day.
Extreme heat requires naps after
Earth's equatorial high noon.
People stop at the hottest time
Of day. Some feed on reveries
Nodding off even from their play.
Meditative artist, master
Yoga practitioner, fine tunes
Mental exercise - that's sublime.
In the lightest of daydreams I
Nudge my discordant side to just
Desist from all labor and snore.
**look for a hidden message in the last words of each
line read vertically...it is a summary of the poem if you
want to save a little time reading the whole piece.
W-here men and brave thrive
H-is dreams made him strive
I- have a dream he said and died
T-ill his race was enthroned high
E-ligible his color wasn’t but his dreams
H-ail the white house for it light beams
O-verjoyed is the world for Luther sings
U-nto us the dream is come though he love to see
S-ee he may not but i am fulfilled that he lived
E-xcellent i accord him et Lutheran et king
(And ode to Martin Luther King jnr)
Mentoring a talent, gifted and mature, way beyond her years
Anchoring a show, on television, serenely she appears.
Narrates the story of Mirabai, I sadly missed the premier
Audio cassettes get released, by an accomplished career.
So very beautiful, yet her soul, is so crystal clear
I feel incompetent to counsel her, if I should be sincere.
Painstaking and meticulous, she wants to be number one
Radiating eyes with a determined look, even while she’s having fun.
Afraid I am that in her quest, not to be undone
Sashay away would she, towards the starting gun?
Aside would she cast her gift away; weighing a thousand ton?
Dream her dream; I hope she does, and reach out for the sun.
Sleeping beneath the sky and free?
Even free from poverty?
Dreaming of a better tomorrow, one that brings equality and one that ends this sorrow,
Dreaming of a beautiful world with beautiful people,
Dreaming of beautiful places occupied by beautiful species and races,
Still I am only dreaming……..
Infrangible my soul resides in its heart,
Nonpareil on globe is our native land,
Debonnaire adds upto its dominion,
Iridescent culture its exquisite charm,
Acclivity and power we always dream of !!
A golden sparrow once known, will resume its
The entire world will shimmer with its splendour !!
Dreams happen when your eyes are opened! make if a goal! Never dream while sleeping, it will never happen as dreams get faded once you are awake! Remember to make things happen and don't wait for things to happen!
HOUSE-a lovely place to share affection.
that is the root from where relation grows.
one day, a fine time it will become a tree.
a wonderful garden at the front and backside of house.
with colorful flowers at front
and sweet fruits and healthy vegetables at back.
a white stony pebbles way which,
leads to the garden park,
which is the place of peace.
a swing in the middle of garden,
keeps us thinking about the ups and downs of life.
house fully painted with white,
indicates the peace.
glassy windows which helps us to
watch the outside world, inside the house.
curtains,sofa,bed,etc., everything is of white
which always tells us to be peace
and to maintain silence and patience.
peace and patience will increase our love,
which makes our relation ship strong and more stronger.
and that's what is the aim of my dream house.
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.
Deeply I sleep
Reliving our first kiss
Entangled in our warm embrace
Arms surrounding me , claiming
My mind , body reeling
I surrender ... There's no mercy
Night finds my hope ... Is it real
God I'm in love , no grant for appeal
Invested in the future
Underlying l'm scum but glitter
Secretly a piece of the two
Excavating all that I wanted to be
Dared to be someone, but who?
Tried to be the best but was the worst
Ordained to be nothing more than cursed
Desiring to be rid of my low income world
Rendering my best effort to be the top
Envisioning a better future for myself
Ambitious to see if I would flop
Mightily working until I drop
Deep rooted longings in the heart,
Emphatic and obdurate in temper,
Salubriously nurture the imperial thoughts,
Intripid expressions are bound to stay,
Realistic approach will shape them true,
Endless efforts await in optimism,
Solace to desires abode is inevitable !!
Repeating themselves, revelations,
Eventually, may come true, on occasions.
All of those who sleep, so deep;
Madness, upon them, may creep.
Casting dream terrors
And creating fears that forever
Traumatize the dreaming soul.
Caught in its wizened web, are nightmares.
The Dreamcatchers, powerful spell;
Ensures that the little ones, come to no harm;
Remain safe in Dreamcatcher charms.
Maybe I'll get an iPhone for my birthday
Ah...on the other hand, I'd like to get an iced coffee
Yeah - I'll just accept my water
Be honest, David - I'm a brat and a smarty pants
Enjoy your break time and kick back...chill for a time ...
I'm a little nervous - I feel that my writing's are
Not that impressive - maybe in May,
May I ask him for a free lemonade?
And yes - I get a free lemonade
Yes!! Maybe in May, I might get a part-time job or I might be a famous poet - someday...someday...
Between him and me, soulful love thrived,
Enthralling, enchanting and everlasting delight,
To my shock, why did he betray me and life,
Recalling the worst, in nightmares I strife,
Always, everyday thinking of him, I slowly die,
Yesterday is bygone, why do I keep living a lie,
Another present day lost, my future is no gain,
Love if may I believe, is born and reborn again!
Written on 11/7/14
Contest- Acrostic time#2
Sponsor- PD A
The house is the honest witness
The house that was windowless
The walls that are written of our happiness
I see you walk through the gang fearless
Love has seen my most weakness
The love that takes me to whole lot of limitless heights
Loving you makes everything meaningless
The pillows give me the high of love with an oozing smoke
Loaded with love my heart struggle like a cripple sheep
I take my last pieces of words to soothe my fragile love
But there was something special from those ups and downs
Something was special about our most decorated love
Maybe the talking stones were telling the truth
Thou the sweet scent of the flowers never stop giving courage
Today is a special day for me and you.
As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes;
And seeing it asleep, so fled away,
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies,
Nor unto Tempe, where Jove grieved a day;
But to that second circle of sad Hell,
Where in the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kissed, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm.