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Details | Free verse | |

Buttercups and laughter

She sings in soft tones,
her magic exists beyond the obvious.
Listen closely to her wanting,
She is wrapped in a trancendent light.

A dreamer,
chasing white rabbits.
Grasping for the infinite,
with delicate hands.

A moth, 
Dances within her luminosity.
Flying on yesterday's wings,
carrying smiles that are meant for tommorow.
Witness her as she waits to exhale.

A daisy chain,
tied around her wrist.
A future promise to be kept.
For within her spirit,
exists a burning passion! 
She awaits one who is worthy,
of her consuming flame

Although she is unaware,
hers is a temporary sadness.
Happiness flirts at the edge of her dreaming,
waiting for an open window.
His shadow hidden behind frosted glass.

Shades of green,
turn brilliant yellow!
Buttercups dance around her feet.
Her laughter floats across the meadow.
Happiness runs to her open arms.

Together they skip, to her apple tree.
For hers is a faith that trancends the temple.
Her spirit sought and found salvation.
He had been with her all along,
I can see it in her smile.
The rain has passed and sunshine resides in her eyes!

For Catie Lindsey's contest. 
I hope she sees beyond her shadows to her field of buttercups.


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

Rules and Regulations

How long did it take her to be free?

How long did it take
For the wingless dragonfly to finally open her heart to the world

How long did it take for her to overcome Devil’s workshop
Slowly caressing her retinas
With silky daffodils and two-faced tulips

Where
Now
She dives into a glistening pool of complicated risk
Opening her atrium to the masses

Shedding incumbent teardrops
Just for that one standing ovation
To SET
HER
FREE!

It was then
Where pieces of plastic chains fell from demure stratosphere

Dented taps, similar to a shoeless dancer,
Setting off bass tones and low-key monotony

For she was
One cholesterol filled syllable short
To be genuine

One tearful, hyphenated lyric
Too blunt
To be embraced by their “god”

One dilapidated vowel shy
Of being honest

Her diary didn’t have enough pages torn
From emerald sanity

There were too many “Wows”,
Diluting into disingenuous shoulder pats

Her stanza pushed aside

A glorified booty call with no call back number
Leaving messages towards empty dial tones

…

How long will it take her to be free?

Until she looks up
Knowing she already holds the key

©Drake J. Eszes


Details | Footle | |

having sex - footle

buck wild
rodeo style
_______________________|
PENNED ON AUGUST 14, 2014!


Details | Personification | |

dream catcher

Blooming before us, like dandelions sprouting in the spring.
Rising above and beyond, invisible during the day,
  Guardians at night.

Dangling up high as if it were puppets.
So close, mountains could give a kiss away.
The Stars dance and wiggle, as if putting on a play.
Clouds form a dark, grey, thunderstorm,
Clapping and roaring vividly, like an applause.
The wind glides along in appraise.
The moon shivers and squirms, it smiles upon the stars.

A shooting star evolves, 
Leaving a trail of the dreams that sparkle in the dust.
Feeling pure joy, the
Moon erupts into a wall of tears. 
Water breaks the bond of the dreams attached to the star,
It slowly sinks down into the homes, in the rooms, 
Into the minds, of the beholder.



 It has now lost its dreams.
The sun is rising, and the star at once must become invisible,
It now must start over and watch from above like a hawk.
It now must watch the lives of everyday people,
And become one with the beholder.
It now must take dreams and guard them with its life.
It now must take on its duty as a Dream-Catcher.


Details | Quatrain | |

A Letter To Dear George

Dear Lord Byron
Please don't be upset
I wish to call you George
With affection and respect

The "Destruction of Sennacherib"
I was introduced to your poem
I learned it word for word
As I sat home all alone

You see George the meaning
Is much more than you know
In school I had no success
I was considered quite slow

Empowered by your words
Assyrians coming down
I spoke with true emotion
For once I wasn't a clown

When I spoke of your steed 
With his nostrils all wide
Within the deep of me
I experienced pride

Like the leaves in your forest
When summer is green
You provided inspiration 
I now travel where you've been

With a pen held in my hand
My destruction I escape
Within my troubled mind
New ideas take their shape

I'm gifted with freedom
Words of power do supply
Whether reading or writing
They provide me with my high

So George, I humbly thank you
You're truly the reason why
I travel within the words
They're the gift that help me fly

With anticipation
I know one day we'll meet
Beyond the gates of heaven
Please reserve for me a seat

The Father of all poets
Will speak in splendid tones
We'll marvel at his spirit
We will feel it in our bones

For poets are connected
In very intricate ways
Time is not of consequence 
Our words are a form of praise


As a child when I committed Lord Byrons poem to memory,
I had no idea it was a story from the Bible. Being he was a 
believer I wanted to honor both him and our God. Thanks
Monterey, I think this is a great topic for a poem. I also 
chose to write in the same form as he had for "The Destruction 
of Sennacherib". This was the first and only form I wrote in
prior to coming to the soup. I thank all the poets here who have
helped me grow, yourself included Monterey.






Details | Haiku | |

How Fast it Dries

the jaguar's tear
slides off his single whisker
clouds do sigh

three offspring
dragged into the river's teeth
one remains

they both stretch
the moment of sorrow lost
life leaps on


Details | Verse | |

A SACRED PLACE

This monstrous life cannot defeat my purpose.
I am here to do God’s work.
The message he sends in daily living unearths.
I am solidified not to dissolve down a disastrous path.
Seclusion is amongst the butterflies with tranquility of a grandeur faith.
I spread my wings on a nature walk to achieve a blissful saturation.
Fulfilled I am in determination.
No more do I need to define self-worth.
The privacy I have was earned.
You see I talked to the Lord when I was alone to gain inner peace.
In prayer, I isolated myself.
Just as The Word says, aloneness is necessary to accomplish solitude.
Therefore, I found my resting place amongst the trees.

This monstrous life cannot defeat my purpose.
I am here to do the Lord's work.
My wings are foreseen and my life is for a greater determination.
____________________________________________________|
PENNED ON AUGUST 05, 2014!
FORM: ANAPHORA


Details | Rhyme | |

Reaching Out to You

I feel like my life is a clean slate
When I’m reaching out to you
I feel you lingering in my thoughts...
You stitched up my insecure frame of mind 
And stitched up the little pieces of memory 
That knits a smile on my face 
I don't know how to escape my poverty and unstable reality
I ask the darkness kindly, “Will you set me free?”
I should've drove on another lane...
Now I'm far from home…I took the wrong turn
And you’re looking after me while I’m reaching out to you…
You cheer me up with your appealing effulgence 
You beam at me as if your the sun, illuminating the sorrowful sky...
You amaze me with your brightness and brilliance 
My fears are tearing me up like a pitbull, devouring fresh meat
I’m searching hard for you…as if you’re valuable and 
How could you be so good and charitable? 
You’re embraceable…and I’m reaching out to you
For you reveal to me the truth that soothes my soul from troubles  
My tears are springing out of my blue-green eyes
I hate it when you have to wave your goodbyes
You mean no harm by it; your gratitude shines on
Untangle me from my demise and help me reach success
But, what is true success?
 I can always reach out for you, right?
Make me satisfied with your bravery and undying light
Take me away from my mystifying reality...
Sift out my remorse
Things are getting out of hand...things are getting out of course
But, keep this between us:
You will always be the one that shows me my heart’s deep melody
You drown away all misery…and you make me taste your glory
 I wish I could fight your wars for you
You are reaching out for me…but I’m useless…
And powerless – you’ll never find any progress
Where my life is heading towards…
But you won’t reject my helping hand
We should both go to a wonderful land
Please don't refuse this offer…don’t throw it away
I’m reaching out for you every night and day…
Stay with me forever until I die...
We’ll share our glory 
By taking turns writing our fascinating story
Will there be an open door for me to step inside our dazzling dreamland?
Will it lead us to His promise land? – that would be grand!
We feel so trapped in our solitary cave…
We’re reaching out for each other 
I believe that you'll remain strong all throughout our hardships
You'll reach the finish line in no time...do it with all of your might 
And soon, you'll discover that delightful light
But for now, we're blanketed with darkness in this mysterious cave
Be brave... You can do anything if you put your mind to it...
Try your best and never be brought low by discouragement, 
Though we’re stuck in a warped-up pit
Some people will test your determination or push your buttons...
But keep on running!! Keep ignoring the adversaries 
They will run fast, but you can run faster than those unfeeling enemies
Send me your love and never look back or else…
You’ll never be able to reach out for me
Or vise versa… so come flee with me and we’ll always be
In good favor with God, the Almighty creator that makes our heart pump with glee
Keep your pace and put forth tons of effort...think of the marvelous victory 
I wish I could be in your shoes just for this terrific event…or we can both feel it at that moment of positivity  
Help me stay on track...trample away my fears…
Don’t stab my back…with your overflowing tears…
I’m reaching out for you and I’m waiting for miracles to appear
So that I’ll thank the Lord for putting us in good hands
Remind me not to look back...I feel very lost and scared – 
Scrub away my tears and fill my heart with cheers
Help me have an open and prudent mind, so I can accept reality as it is
I need sleep - let me rest and wish me sweet dreams
Or I'll be breaking by the seams…
Breaking by the seams
I’m still reaching out for you, hoping you can hear me
I hope you find a place you call your Island of Ecstasy 
If I were an angel, I'd guide you to your destiny and hand you the right directions
To make you truly understand that I love you dearly…I’ll show you my affections
Could I run with you? 
How far are you willing to go?
Are you running the extra mile?
 Am I slowing you down or am I acting senile?
It was hard to admit the fact that I loved you
Should I confess my feelings towards you? Would it be too out of the blue?
Would it open new doors for me or would it gain displeasure? 
Hopefully the doors won't close for the sake of our Heart
Should I trust you with my life? Will the dreary and dark clouds depart?
Why does it feel so good to think about you?
My heart's yearning for love again…that’s nothing new
I’m reaching out to you – our ascending spirits are gold, not blue 


Details | Epic | |

Pledge of love and loyalty

This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For that reason in every season
I shall show steadfast commitment
to the implementation of this pledge
with a great deal of astuteness.
I therefore commit myself to be your
devoted and delivering husband for
all the years l shall live with you
on this earth.

I shall treat you with the love and care
you deserve as my wife.
Indeed l shall treat you with
the distinction and dignity
that is befitting of the queen of my heart.
That body, that bone, that breath
shall be my mine to treasure,
for sure;
a dearness to promote and protect
for dear life…and love!
I shall stand by and with you in all the
situations of our life.
If the situation demands that we sail,
sail we shall together.
If the situation demands that we
climb,
climb we shall together.

I know very well what l am getting into:
I am getting into a marriage that is
overflowing with blessings.
This marriage- with our mutual
commitment-
will stand the test of time.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
brims over with a transforming power
of love.

This marriage-with our
mutual commitment –
will transform naivety into maturity
troubles into challenges
pretence into practice
pride into progress
bachelorship into companionship.
I pledge to be your steward and partner
for all times.

I shall value the consultations
and decisions that we make as
husband and wife.
As head of the family I shall do nothing

 

to derail our love train for anything else
least of all for personal and selfish reasons.
Now and forever

I am your lawful and loving husband…
This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed I am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only
lie in pronouncements but in practice
as well.

For this reason every season
I shall demonstrate untiring love
and loyalty to you;
a love and a loyalty that is a living
embodiment of our marriage vows.
I therefore commit myself to be your
honouring, supportive and loving wife
for all the years l shall live with you.
I shall treat you with the love and care
that you deserve as my husband.
Indeed I shall treat you with
the dignity and nobility that is befitting
of the king of my heart.
On my mind it is always fresh
that I am the flesh of your flesh.
Green or grown

I am the bone of your bone.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood.
I shall endevour to put my family first
with all the rights, obligations
and privileges that come with wifehood.
I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off
loneliness and lostness from our relationship,
seeking nothing but your companionship;
banking on your stewardship,
sinking together any hardship.
Since you are mine
I shall not do anything else to undermine
our relationship for personal
or egotistical
reasons.
Now and forever
I am your lawful and loving wife…


Details | Free verse | |

Dementia

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


Details | Free verse | |

I Do Believe

"I Do Believe" 

The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever} 
to enrich God within us 
to an optimum level 
so that We as Humans 
can be guided by God 
to fuel out brothers and sisters 
with the same driving force 
to connect with the living God, 
to His existence and 
to See the Invisible, 
Believe the Incredible, and 
to Receive the Impossible 
to our everlasting journey 
to Heaven.

Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


Details | Free verse | |

World above the clouds

Far away from this bonded crowd,
Far away from these layers of 
shroud,
Oh wings of the air glide me away,
To the world, world above the 
clouds.

To the giant mountains of mist,
Where sparkling houses of rain 
will 
be built,
World beneath where would be 
moving,
And sun rays where will be cold 
and soothing.

Where I won’t be bound by laws,
And I could speak freely about 
the 
things I love aloud,
Yeah to the world with cloud 
above the clouds,
Where everything just everything 
will be allowed.

Sliding on morning dews that stays 
till night,
Diving in the night’s sky that looks 
like morning light,
With no paths to follow,
I’ll glide free and fast,
Yawing, pitching, bouncing, 
shouting,
Like the endless penumbra it’s 
unknown where I’ll last
Yeah endless it is,
And it’s unknown where I’ll last



For Above the CloudsContest
I think I am late :-( posting this 
anyways


Details | Free verse | |

Retired

Strolling around town 
At prohibited time 
Ignoring the church bell sounds
While I see people hurrying 
Down the sidewalk
On their way to work 

Think maybe I'll find 
Pen and paper
And have a coffee somewhere 

Or maybe not


Details | Rhyme | |

The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | Terzanelle | |

An Epic Battle With A Simple Question

A beautiful heart pines from afar. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! Celestial winged heart beats faster, Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. Embarking from sun brewed and moonshine skies Two alien races, in war, collide. Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. All brothers' swords raise, marching with pride. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Two alien races, in war, collide. The angered clouds rain blood from the sky. A new path finally found. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Brothers' swords low now to the ground. A beautiful heart pines from afar. A new path finally found. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! In universe Out bound energy Where are we when we die?


Details | Lyric | |

Rhyme XOX

I just want my summertime
To be at a stand still.
Sometimes, when women cross my mind,
I'm not sure just what to feel.

I'd like to call her friend,
And I want us to mean something.
I can find several, yet in the end,
It seems like all I have is nothing.

So where is the evidence
That says I should move forward?
Show me a sign that's heaven sent;
A point I should move toward.



©2013 Honestly JT


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Rhyme | |

A smooth sea

A smooth sea never made a skillful mariner
Work smart, persevere and don't fear failure
A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor
Work smart, persevere and you'll be a winner


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Embark

I try to reach profundity
but all around make fun of me
for living life with simpler goals
like learning and tranquility.

So now I'm leaving all I've got 
to quest for my own Camelot.
Requiring only books and pen
I'm setting off to find my spot.


Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | Light Poetry | |

NEW BEGINING

THE ONLY THING I KNEW, BUT IT WASN'T SO NEW
TO THE WORLD BUT TO FEW, THOUGHT OF BRAND NEW
LITTLE I KNEW OF MY WEAKNESS, I THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE STEW
GOT ME TRAPPED AND INTO THE MOUTH IT GOT ME CHEWED
THOUGHT I OWNED IT, BUT IN REAL I HAD LOST IT

TO ONLY THOSE WHO'RE FOCUSED
THEM LIFE IS NOT LIKE MORNING DEW
DETERMINED AND WITH ONE AIM LIKE DORCAS
STICK TO ONE SINGLE AIM OF SUCCESS LIKE JEWS
TO WIN I THOUGHT I OWNED IT, BUT I REAL I HAD LOST IT

THE GENIUS IN EVERYTHING THOUGHT  I WAS
SIMPLETON THE WORD I USED IN REFERENCE TO OTHERS
KEEPING TO MY SELF AND PRIDE AS CHARACTER I WAS
AND MINE TO THINK WAS ALL THE BEST TO HIT THE CRACKERS
PRIDE MADE ME OWN IT ,BUT IN REAL I HAD LOST IT.

NOW LEARNED IN FULL AND  IN CAPACITY
REAP BEHAVIOUR AND EARNED A CHARACTER
HIT WITH THE ROD OF CHANGE  AND REALITY
BACK TO TRACK  FULLY LOADED LIKE A ROAD-STAR
AWAY WITH I OWNED IT,NOW WE OWN IT.


Details | Verse | |

My Awakening

So you want to know my secret?
You stole my soul from deep inside me
An utter struggle to survive
Can you keep a secret?
You became an everyday problem
You made me want to die.
With my lips sealed, a smug smile became plastered upon my face
No one knew how I felt.
I was so hurt, so scared, and oh so lonely.
Heartbreak, the lies you would make.
This was my struggle
In order to survive
All I had to do was strive.
Panting and drowning in your abyss of lies.
My friends had not the slightest clue
I would smile on the outside
But deep inside, the true feelings would hide.
I became hypnotized
I became mute
You drove me crazy
Can you keep a secret?
At night, my eyes failed to become lazy
My mind became hazy.
Eventually, I started to lose the fight
Death, she had snuck up on me
Just like a shadow in the night.
Far worse than the monsters that would crawl underneath my bed
More evil than all the words you had said.
Can you keep a secret?
I found the light at the end of the tunnel
The light glistened in my face, all the darkness was erased.
Can you keep a secret?
This light is my symbol of Hope
As I absorb this new found feeling
My heart is healing.
All the darkness vanished in thin air
As if the burden of you, was never even there.
I am a brave warrior now
I am a survivor of yesterday
I am a fighter for tomorrow
I am, I am, I am…
Yes, in life I may be put down
But I will still prevail.
Even if I fail, I will try at it again and again
I have a newfound bravery
Dwelling deep inside of me
Everyone knows it  
So you want to know my secret?
If only mere words could compose it


Details | I do not know? | |

Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom

(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom:



Solomon Mahlangu was trained as an MK soldier with a view to later rejoining the struggle in the country.


He left South Africa after the Soweto Uprising of 1976 when he was 19 years old, and was later chosen to be part of an elite force to return to South Africa to carry out a mission commemorating the June 16th 1976 Soweto student uprising.


After entering South Africa through Swaziland and meeting his fellow comrades in Duduza, on the East Rand (east of Johannesburg), they were accosted by the police in Goch Street in Johannesburg.


In the ensuing gun battle two civilians were killed and two were injured, and Mahlangu and Motloung were captured while acting as decoys so that the other comrade could go and report to the MK leadership.


Motloung was brutally assaulted by the police to a point that he suffered brain damage and was unfit to stand trial, resulting in Mahlangu facing trial alone.


He was charged with two counts of murder and several charges under the Terrorism Act, to which he pleaded not guilty.


Though the judge accepted that Motloung was responsible for the killings, common purpose was argued and Mahlangu was found guilty on two counts of murder and other charges under the Terrorism Act.


On 15 June 1978 Solomon Mahlangu was refused leave to appeal his sentence by the Rand Supreme Court, and on 24 July 1978 he was refused again in the Bloemfontein Appeal Court.


Although various governments, the United Nations, International Organizations, groups and prominent individuals attempted to intercede on his behalf, Mahlangu awaited his execution in Pretoria Central Prison, and was hanged on 6 April 1979.


His hanging provoked international protest and condemnation of South Africa and Apartheid.


In fear of crowd reaction at the funeral the police decided to bury Mahlangu in Atteridgeville in Pretoria.


On 6 April 1993 he was re-interred at the Mamelodi Cemetery, where a plaque states his last words:


‘My blood will nourish the tree that will bear the fruits of freedom.

Tell my people that I love them.

They must continue the fight.’



Mahlangu died for a cause!



Salute!



The Struggle Continues…




(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)


Details | Ballad | |

The Definition Of A Real Woman

(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman’s virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman’s wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman’s affection, winning is the only option.

(O)- A real woman’s main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone’s better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side.

(M)- A real woman’s presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman’s life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man’s ribs and ends in the beat of his heart.

(A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man’s pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny.

(N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.



Details | Narrative | |

Just for Me

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank you

Thank you – Zamreen Zarook

Thank you is a sweet word in the nature,
You may be a guy of adventure,
May be you are a person of agriculture,
What matters is your architecture.

Never forget the people, who guided you,
In no degree neglect who were with you,
Don’t ever overlook a creature, who gave a smile to you,
Because, you will meet them above you.

People forget the past due to selfishness,
They have no time to remember their unawareness,
Society, most of the times behave in awfulness,
They will understand when their lives come in to bitterness.

Be a person to thank and remember,
Don’t consider them as December,
Because, you might need them in November,
So, always be as a good subscriber.


Details | Free verse | |

Sixty Seconds

I take a deep breath and count to ten,
no fifteen ,
because every fifteen seconds I’m missing you.
And these jail cell walls that define us,
these jail cell walls that divide us,
these jail cell walls that confine us,
only makes me miss you more.
Because the only embrace is between steel bars
that contort us
distort us
support us through court – us.
And your just miles away 
but these miles seem like a millennium
and I can only speak to you through letters,
but there is no reply.
I feel like I’m on a one way road
swimming leagues only to find myself drowning in a desert.
Drunk off the memories,
drunk off every syllable I write
pretending that our conversations are real, on a two way road instead of one.
I miss you.
I miss our long talks on the smoking porch,
chaining long white cigarettes,
tarring our lungs like it’s something beautiful.
You are beautiful to me
in all of your queerness
in all of your scars
in all of your mistakes-
so beautiful.
These jail cell walls that define us,
these jail cell walls that divide us,
these jail cell walls that confine us,
only makes me miss you more.
I take a deep breath and count to fifteen,
no twenty,
because there are twenty cigarettes in a pack,
and twenty more days until I see you,
and twenty more times I must wake up,
knowing that your spine is broken in two,
knowing that your hipbones are bruised,
knowing that we’ve got nothing to lose.
Let’s move.
Move away from all this misery,
from all this catastrophe,
from all these pleas-
Please come back to me.
Come back to the times of freedom,
falling through the cracks of judgment
and **** all those who think it’s wrong to be gay.
Let’s be gay.
Let’s be blissful once again.
Come back to us,
through the steel bars,
through the jail walls,
through the time of captivity,
Come back to me.
And I’ll take a deep breath and count to ten,
No twenty,
No thirty,
No sixty,
because each minute that ticks on by
I am missing you.


Details | Verse | |

My Words

Sometimes my poetry is just a case of words, 
and not necessarily my reality;                                     
and that’s what is so beautiful about writing

You can be who you want to be on any level 
and tell secrets about fantasies that may never be;  
or take trips to other dimensions on mental journeys,                                                                        or places that some don’t even think exist

They mimic thoughts that manifest themselves as poetry 
and rest on pages patiently waiting to adhere
My words are a reflection of my heart 
and they reveal the truth behind my mask of fear
they deliver reality doses  whether they are just cases, 
or me in the absolute right here

My words exude positive intentions; 
my imperfections apparent but I accepted rejections 
and reversed dejection  
and decided to bare all my fantasies, my flaws my very soul 
and temptations

Uncertain how voiced verses appeal to outside sources but internally they set me free
They provide a medium of light and creativity
A chance to apply knowledge and a time for reflecting on and making changes in my frequency
My words are attached to my soul and its overwhelming ability to just be
They reflect what I was before         
the choices I’ve made and the reasons that this life is perfect 
according to divine order

They represent the voices of my ancestors from the beginning of time 
because up until now, 
the ending wasn’t within reach so I make sure that I
carefully choose the format and the right place and time 
to deliver the message that may be blatant or hidden inside – 
of the abstract placements of verbs
giving praise to the source of power that calmly submits to the voice 
connected to my words
I am the originator of my own words
I hope that you are inspired, or simply entertained
by the process by which I've placed my words


Details | Sestina | |

Seeing What

Manifestations in life come from chosen
application of frequent thoughts in one's mind
Reveals and befalls a person's existence
Resource for combustion the fuel is spirit
This one can learn even if they not humble
All acts come into being through the body

Impulsive are the desires of body
Selfish at times be these acts one has chosen
Passion does carry energy for spirit
yet this life adventure is just one existence
There are many more for the creative mind
This should cause all to pause and be humble

Still those deny that there is a co-existence
carrying on with life never be humble
they all follow the dark path they have chosen
allowing uncontrolled thoughts to run the mind
Reluctantly it does comply the spirit
Paid by his holy sacrifice of body

Unlimited is the source of the spirit
becoming aware of this is to humble
knowing there is more than human existence
Serving only as a vessel the body
placed to carry out the deeds that are chosen
Placing utmost importance on state of mind

Considerations to remaining humble
It provides one with a peaceful existence
thoughtful are all of the decisions chosen
Willing compliant must be the spirit
Stable and balanced at all times is the mind
Righteous and just are the acts of the body

Coming to an understanding in one's mind
Relating all things as is to the body
Ever present to assist is the spirit
a faithful and loyal companion chosen
who steadily remain fixed to be humble
There in part lay a eternal existence

Sought after is a chosen
humble coexistence
of mind, body and spirit


Details | Epitaph | |

The Unknown Soldier

I stand at your grave.
I do not know your name.
I know not where you are from.
Where you fought,
nor where you died.

The horrors and pain you suffered,
were not in vain.
The death and destruction brought you pain.

I weep at your grave,
for the life you gave.
I weep for the Mother,
that gave you that life.

I kneel before your grave.
I bow my head in gratitude to you,
The Unknown Soldier.
Forever Remembered.


Details | Rhyme | |

When The Sun Rises

Dear God, when the sun rises,
I can only wish for a better day.
I'm not looking for consolation prizes;
I know life can't go entirely my way.

I just want to love and be loved,
To have hope and a great faith.
Sometimes the choices in life are tough,
After sunrise creates a new day.



©2013 Honestly JT


Details | Free verse | |

LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


Details | Acrostic | |

Smile

Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life


Details | Ode | |

Ode To Fireworks

It is such great unity
That appears amongst the beauty
Of the bright light display?
Such colour, such energy within celebration,
Such a vivid canvas of man-made creation
That sparks with flair and passion;
To fall into the fog
Like all dying illusions.

Yet it is what it does for us:
Where we are drawn from our furnishings
That we clean in intervals,
Closing outside to a regular schedule,
Remaining well lit and sheltered
Resting our minds so dimly upon the
Soft and empty cushions
And hugging at the blind comfort
Of cover.

We are drawn from this facade
By another in itself.
Which brings us out like a beacon
Part Devil, half Eden
To then fade away
Like all illusions,
Leaving us quiet,
Revealing deepened images.
Exposed to chill
Peace climbs through our bones.

Let us stand together,
Embrace
The great power that connects us;
The great unity
Amongst such beauty.

Till we once more return home…


Details | Rhyme | |

Dear Michelle

You almost had me,
I wanted you,
The way you stuck to me like super glue,
I was feeling you,
But I knew,
I could never have you,
But, the way you looked at me,
The way my body pleads,
We can never be,
Because I’m too old,
And your only thirteen.


Details | Personification | |

Puzzle Piece

A puzzle piece you are to me 
Like a vine without any leaves. 
Your heart is pure your soul is 
Gold, the sweetest thing I'll 
ever hold! A miracle in my eyes 
it seemed, knowing they said 
no babies for me! Always a 
surprise you seem to be just 
like a puzzle piece! At 9 months 
you walked but not until 4 did 
you first talk! Always a terror 
making a beautiful mess always 
a surprise that has yet to be 
met! The twists and turns I 
know we will see will seem 
somewhat like a roller coaster 
to me! The milestones and 
special gifts you bring will make 
my life seem Like a dream, my 
special boy I have always said 
How special I knew not till 
Aspergers they said! The 
journey will be trying the 
journey will seem long! But 
with our family together we will 
chug along! My special boy I 
love you so and cannot wait to 
see you mature and grow! Now 
we have a goal we have our 
dream you see to make you the 
perfect fitting puzzle piece!! 


Written by: Christina Kirks 
McCullouch 04/05/2012 For 
Jonathan S McCullouch Jr 
Mommy loves you to eternity 
and beyond! Forever and 
always!



Details | Epic | |

young American days


              
                   To be in a young America ~
           visions of a ship upcoming statue of Liberty
               the young lad holding tightly to his Mothers leg
             in all excitement of a new Land to call their own
      celebrations of apple pie and fireworks on the 4th of July 
          
             thoughts of the old Hollywood on screen 
                films without 3-D costing less then a dollar
        Greta , Monroe , Betty Davis eyes tantalizing blue glare
       The Wizard of Oz or books written by Steinbach, Capote, Mark Twain

             exciting new visions of creating new concepts 
                 before Capitalism bought all little ones to bigger
           songs came from the hills of Virginia to the black Mountains
               surfacing in Tennessee for all to hear and wish to see  

          The day when one travelled by car on the road travelled
             every town a story told , learning history we once shed blood 
         American Indian tears to the British man whom choose freedom of taxes
            Boston held a tea party , now wishing they threw out marmite instead
 
         The day when we knew our neighbors and bought homes with a paystub
             Everyone had a chance to make their own with pride , even through wars
        When Martin Luther King stood proudly as did President Lincoln for Freedom 
             How many streets have been named after the man whom had a dream ?

             When milk was delivered on doorsteps in Glass bottles 
                 Babies wanting the very first of the top being cream 
             leaving doors open , watching news with your family at 6pm
                cartoons were shut down and it was now grown up time 

                      Cereal being a cheap snack for after school 
                         school supplies costing twenty dollars 
                      Grandma school clothes shopping for fifty 
                   before the internet , cell phones , and text for hello ~

                         2 week Vacations not afraid to put up Camp 
                Christmas sold in December with the sentiment of Love not money
        a day when if one were sick , you could actually get penicillin without question 
         The Doctor treated everything calling it General Practice no fear of Malpractice 

               Never forgetting our Motor city  
                 Old Ford Trucks Chevrolets and Dodge
                  The city that brought Ottis Reding and Marvin Gaye 
               

                     What happened to us ?  Where did America Go ? 

                   

         
  


Details | Free verse | |

Just Be

Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading life insurance policies,
I envy the rocks and the grass
And try to be like them for a moment. 
I sit perfectly still and give myself to the wind-
And it whispers in my ear:
Just be.
And for that moment I don’t need to go anywhere or be anything.
And at the snap of my fingers, 
All the complex widgets and gizmos that make up my life
Fold into paper airplanes and fly off in the wind.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/07/13


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 | Cinquain | |

Doormat

Excuses
No Courage
Keep your promises dude;
Love


Details | Narrative | |

A Land Bearing Green White Green

Which way leads to the 
land of green white 
green?
Which way are we 
heading?
   A country the wicked 
bears the rulership, and 
the people sighing 
continuously.
   A terrible thing sprouts 
beneath the sun: a 
pregnant woman 
delivering not.
Imps come to lime-light 
by snuffing air from the 
goose that laid the 
golden eggs.
The blind guiding the un
blind.
The weak suppressing 
the strong-a terrible 
thing.
Like the overthrow of the 
gods at Mt. Olympus by 
the Titans.
A country where also 
thieves appear as men of 
integrity.
Land of green white 
green,which way?
A land where the 
enlightened ones are 
overshadowed and 
peanuts given to them.
The masses are dogs that 
eat the crumbs.
 Which way to go you 
Land?
Iliterates stand on 
podium of power 
bellowing orders as milk 
of sorrow known as 
dividends of democracy 
is passed around.
The machine of progress 
manned by the 
unproductive.
"There is better 
tomorrow" we hear.
Land of green white 
green,my country 
where rule of law walk 
beside anarchy.
The proles are sentenced 
to adversity,and there 
endured death-like trials.
Chai! Aru! People 
dancing on thorns 
whimpering as they 
throng 
along.
  I see a new sun rising 
from the horizon,hope is 
rekindled as its rays 
grace on hopeless bodies.
 Look!! there soon be 
change!



Note: 
This 
is 
poem 
full 
of 
Nigeria 
political
 angst.


Details | Cinquain | |

The Voice

Voice opinions, ideas who we are our right to expression identity


Details | Free verse | |

Reflections of Love

To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But at our elderly Age that doesn't mean much.... AAAhhh... The choices and freedoms that age does bring... They open the world of childhood again. This childhood is filled with fantasy and such… Including Dragons, and Trolls alive to the touch. I wish, I wish, you could see them with me. We could laugh at their antics, together you see. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But as my body grows old, my mind’s still young. My husband and I are like the two parts of the moon. He comes from the light side to pull me there, too. His reflections of love keep me there, each day. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But never stop smiling, along the way. It’s your reflection of love that’s given to the world, each day. It makes everything brighter, and everything OK. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. To learn is to find how to give your own reflections of love.
For contest: Reflections of Love


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Purpose of the Rainbow


There’s many people who claim they’ve nothing to “hide!”
They tend to use the rainbow
 as a source of their “pride.”

But if you read in the book of Genesis, it is revealing.
God’s purpose of the rainbow had a different meaning!

The rainbow was there when much
 of mankind disappeared!
There was a promise of God that was so very clear.

He promised to never again destroy man with a flood.
This was his promise...  An extension of his love!

It was never intended as his approval for perversion!
Mankind still needs a Jesus filled holy conversion!

The colors of the rainbow can’t wash away sin’s dark stain!
This can only happen by the
 power of Jesus’ name!

The colors are beautiful…  But man’s heart is filled with deceit!
Without the soul cleansing power of Jesus… 
 We’re never complete!

No court decision can give the freedom that many desire!
Only the power of the cross can
 change you this very hour!

The only way to find equality with God, is through the cross!
Without his words of truth…
We are forever LOST!

Look past the colors of the rainbow!  Seek the power of the blood!
Then you too, can be changed from
 God’s power from above!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Personification | |

Life's Paradox




Seeing yourself through
     A full-length mirror
Through the endless deed
            Of time
To day a mere reflection
      Of yesterday dreams'
    Today's curtains
       Yet to be opened
Dark Oh! so misty
Reality is only a myth
      From the times'
Draped by the promises'
     Of people we adore'
Knowing that freedom awaits'
         Just beyond thy
    Foot-steps' door



Gary Fields
Poet Author










From:  "The Cross"
            Xlibris  book # 106627
             Rev.  NOV2013


Details | Rhyme | |

Eyes of Seminary

Eyes of Seminary – Zamreen Zarook

Every day in our lives has different fragrance,
God give us various things in abundance,
Day by day knowledge is gained in accordance,
Things depend according to the attendance.

Two years of studies,
Helped us to come out with various abilities,
Extremely joyful moments with buddies,
But life said every aspect has its boundaries.

Teachers become very friendly,
They approach us very kindly,
They speak on us exaggeratedly,
Because they know, if not we might behave badly.

Big shots in the school boundary,
These are years of foundry,
It helped us to find and go for laundry,
Marvelous days, fully packed with sundry.


Various angles the kith and kins are civilized,
It’s because our knowledge is enhanced,
Guys and girls turned well experienced,
That’s why we call it levels of advanced.


Details | Free verse | |

Ridiculous Me

Watch this scene with both eyes and try not to blink C: --> 

I stood there... silently
Like a predator near prey 
I sneak behind YOU

You weren't even aware of it!! Ha-ha! 

I made YOU jump hIgH
Like a startled hare
I chuckle and smile

You know that mischievous smile of mine? 

Your reaction was
PRICELESS - you were so upset
But YOU forgave me

Well...I'm flattered. . . 

We laugh'd together (just like the good times)
In a chorus - our volume
Picked up extreme sound

Believe me - I could hear our laughter from a mile away!

But I'm glad I did
My best to make you giggle

Ridiculous me... 
Wouldn't you agree?


Details | Haiku | |

Nostalgia

Allow me another moment,
A moment in your nostalgia,
The moment that stretches to eternity.

Allow me another mile,
A mile by your side,
The mile that transcends the dead-end.


Details | Rhyme | |

For Always

Every moment I can't see your face;
These are the days and nights when I miss you.
I ask that you stay for always,
On sunny days and when it rains too.

If I speak to another pretty dame,
She's not the flame inside that grows.
In my heart you will remain;
This one thing I'd like you to know.



©2013 Honestly JT
For Skat -Love's "Under 10" Poetry Contest


Details | Concrete | |

DISTURBED CREATURE- Am I

A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.

DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ??       BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!

Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!

Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!

Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! 

with Suyog Pagare


Details | Rhyme | |

We Need God Back Into Our Schools

We Need God Back Into Our Schools!

There are some trying to remove God from this nation!
They do is under; “a church and state separation.”

For many years,  God was taught in our schools!
Until the Supreme Court took it away, with it’s rules!

As so many young people look to fill life’s “void.”
They try many things that they think they’ll enjoy!

Rather than having God’s word to obey and live by.
They choose the kind of life that they will die by!

Drugs, sex and violence of many perverted kinds.
Are what is now filling so many young people’s minds!

Read the headlines!  Many young people are stressed out!
Yet our government can’t seem to figure it out!

Another shooting…  Another act of violence appears!
While any kind of answer seems to have disappeared!

The answer is not more money to solve their problem!
No matter how much the government tries to solve them!

Let me give you answer.  It’s called “read the Bible 101!”
It’s time to repent to God the father, the spirit and the son!

Our young people need God brought back into their life!
And allow him to heal their brokenness and strife!

Jesus Christ is the solution for which many are asking!
Only he can give anyone a life that’s everlasting!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And heal the wounded hearts!
It’s everyone one of us, that it needs to start!

No court or school can separate God’s love for you and me!
Where will you spend your eternity?

By Jim Pemberton   10/24/13


Details | Rhyme | |

Black and White

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

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

So let us go our own way…

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

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

So let us prepare for that day…

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Ballade | |

Success

Success

The other day I saw a man
He was an old, old man
He had this sparkle on his face
And a wondrous smile that ran
Right from his mouth up to his ears
He was a happy guy
And yet he had no home, no car
And soon in death he’ll lie.

I saw a man on the Television
His face all misery
He was a man who had so much
Such an important man he be
And yet his face was deathly grey
All life was drained from it
It seems that all his cobwebbed money
Has not helped him a bit.

I let you see the contrast here
So all you folk who hope
One day to be someone of means
I hope they will take note
Though money has a lot of value
It does not bring success
Cause in the end success must mean
A life of happiness.

1 September 2013 @ 0642hrs.





Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Freedom Uprise

We will not ride alone on this momentous journey. 
We will ride gathering our numbers, from the great mountains. 
We will travel to the valley of rivers, towards the great ocean.
For we have a great army.

Those who enslaved us with their power, stand on the top of the hill.
They stare down over the army below.
An army of vengeance we have gathered.
We will ride to the battle field at the great buildings.

Our intent is to wage war.
Fear will not take us.
You are weak supremacy, you will die by the sword. 
You will die by the hand of my fellow warriors.

This is war.
Blood will be spilt. 
Men will draw their last breaths as they fall back onto mother earth.
Mother Earth will soak up the spilled blood of our brothers and sisters.


We will be fierce and haste not.
We the suppressed will not retreat.
We the people will rise, with swords and fists. 
We are ready to die for what is equitably ours.

This is not an illusion. 
The fight against the money mongers, the powers that be.
Those that hold the power, will feel our angry wrath.
None will go unscathed.

We will watch the blood spill in and about the great buildings. 
Down the concrete stairs it will flow, rich, deep cherry red. 
Into the green of the grass, it flows.
Fear will choke your breath.

Reflections of your past, rushing before you. 
Thoughts of the dead, invade your mind.
Hollow is the cry of war, as we charge ahead to fight the battle.
To take the final stand, to give it our all.

Justice will reign by the sword and the all mighty hand.
Judgement day has arrived with this great army gathered beside us.
We will ride, steadfast into the fray.
Make no mistake this day will come upon the powers that be.


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 | I do not know? | |

We Rise

I rise
You rise
Meeting every hour,  every day
Making the best of the moments
so they don't go to waste

I rise
You rise
On full head of dreams
Sometimes teary eyes
Yet still, we rise

I rise
You rise
Toiling soil until our fruits of labor arise
Sometimes they appear disguised
Ill shaped, presenting a surprise
But still we rise


Details | Rhyme | |

The Real Me

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


Details | Acrostic | |

The Message

I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done, I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine Like the late great who came before my time I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life Now that ain't right! As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite Night after night Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight Although, we'll be all right They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right Instead we're the light to a lying greed That will enlighten life to a brand new seed A man of God indeed Freed from the Son that bleeds Like the summer breeze He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe The air that please A satisfaction like the birds and the bees My word's words are the keys That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy So shall our comradery That will bring comfort to a struggling society A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity Unifying the physics of theory That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy Similar to the Cosby X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality Like life's calamity And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically However, I've discovered a system That can mathematically destroy ignorancy And turn our state of mind intellectually I elect that He (God) selects me to be And be that man who may lead this community So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny Like we were destine to be We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we. Because we are... The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous Our potentials are endless And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this So it's time we put a stop to this The biggest enemy of self And that's envy and jelousness Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is A promised made sealed with a kiss Knowing this Is the next best thing since "In the beginning" In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Dig

Broken,beaten,blind and lost
All but a spark of hope left to keep warm
But dig and claw on bruised muscles, on broken limbs
Until the light day fills your sight
Left blinded no more
Dig
Until the soft fresh air blows the spark to a flame and ignites your will
Dig
Until the ground beneath is solid enough to stand
Walk,until the pain is mastered and stumbling ceases.
And you can say:
This will not be my grave.


Details | Epic | |

Crossroads

Walking threw the mist of the night,
on the path that lead deep into the forest, in absence of sound;
from one whom was bought, no body shell be found,
of those who might be lost, homeward bound,
as we raven through this hollow ground.

Cross sentences that are incomplete, fractions that make you weak,
threw words that you learned so well, life is a living hell,
don't front and pull back, end of line, number check,
in the story and on track, blank page,
ink intact.


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


Details | I do not know? | |

The Women



The Women



(for the countless women, names unknown, who bore the brunt of Apartheid, and who fought the racist system at great cost to themselves and their families, and for my mother, Zubeida Moolla)



Pregnant, your husband on the run,
your daughter, a child, a few years old,

they hauled you in, these brutish men,
into the bowels of Apartheid's racist hell.



They wanted information, you gave them nothing,
these savage men, who skin happened to be lighter,

and white was right in South Africa back then,

but, you did not cower, you stood resolute,

you, my mother, faced them down, their power,
their 'racial superiority', their taunts, their threats.



You, my mother, would not, could not break,

You stood firm, you stood tall.

You, like the countless mothers did not break, did not fall.



You told me many things, of the pains, the struggles,

the scraping for scraps, the desolation of separation
from your beloved Tasneem and your beloved Azad,

my elder sister and brother, whom I could not grow
up with, your beloved children separated by time, by place,

by monstrous Apartheid, by brutish men,
whose skin just happened to be lighter.



You told me many things, as I grew older,
of the years in exile, of the winters that grew ever colder.

You were a fighter, for a just cause,
like countless other South African women,

you sacrificed much, you suffered the pangs,
of memories that cut into your bone, your marrow,

you resisted a system, an ideology, brutal and callous and narrow.



Yes, you lived to see freedom arrive, yet you suffered still,
a family torn apart, and struggling to rebuild a life,

all the while, nursing a void, that nothing could ever fill.



I salute you, mother, as I salute the nameless mothers,

the countless sisters, daughters, women of this land,
who fought, sacrificing it all for taking a moral stand.



I salute you, my mother, and though you have passed,
your body interred in your beloved South African soil,

you shall remain, within me, an ever-present reminder,

of the cost of freedom, the struggles, the hunger, the toil.


I salute you!



(for the brave women of South Africa, of all colours,
who fought against racial discrimination and Apartheid)






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 | 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 | Rhyme | |

Thankfully

God, my ears are open
And I know what to do.
Please help me to make a decision
That finally leads to You.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Close enough

Closer to the clouds 
Soaring through the soft misty flocks of vapour
Higher
Touching the overstretched never ending horizons
Stronger
Closer to the clouds
Reaching for the elusive galaxy scattered with stars
Wiser.


Metempirical
Scenes
Outside my window, birds perched on window panes
Breathing the hopes of life
Burying their worries, letting them go
Soaring away the pains of yesterday
Home
The distance reassures me of the longer road I have
Waiting working of what might come
Relieving the old alleys
Streets that left me hanging, roaming 
Stranded with loneliness

Pause
Break from the fast pace of life
Dive into total surrender
Break from our shallow life filled with plans
The never ending ambitious dreams
Capturing each moment, not giving any a miss

Forgotten
The small sentiments
The simple notions
The innocent thoughts 
And the crazy bedlams
Unfortunate
Life
Thrive, we will.


Details | Imagism | |

GOD ALONE

I have barely seen Him or catch even His shadows around. 
I have barely touch His hands...
Nor I have barely heard His soft soothing voice..
Nor I have barely felt His footseps lurking beside or behind me..

However, what a deep soaring reassurance is His presence...
Not of like a Human Being that can be perceive..
Rather He is the silent rescuer and ever living Spirit..
No need for extravagant welcoming..

He has always been within our innerselves..
He is the calmer of our quivering nerves..
He is the greatest teacher not wanting us to fail. 
He is our dearest friend not forgetting..

He always is waiting for you and me..
His arms widely open to embrace us..
His unending; unfailing is so felt..
Beyond wonders; beyond times and beyond borders..

All the time we are invited to talk to Him..
Even sing a song for Him and with Him..
More to play a harmonious melody to commemorate Him..
Truly, majestic in limitless abundance is His providence...

He is only one..
No one can overpass Him..
All the earth will uphold His Name..
He is our God - OUR GOD...

by: olive_eloi
2:14pm
23/10/2013

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GOd has always been with me..
and so is He with you..
He will comfort you..
He will be there, never leaving..

just believe..
do trust..

blessed afternoon


Details | Monoku | |

Alien-nation

One more alien... an extra terrestrial. Bloody foreigners.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Forget naught

-Forget naught-

So soon after supper, you’ve forgotten
Those ones you called your alter egos.
Said adieu and you did not stay o!
So soon you forgot those ones?						

The one you met and greeted in clan,
During moon, storm, wind, rain and sun.
When did you see such last o!
Have you forgotten that one?

The day you laughed, soul solo,
The day you wined and dined with time.
The day you saw what meant not see o!
Have you forgotten that one?

(Look) lad and lass, you’re right about your proof,
You hailed from the noble city.
But useless you to the piss poor, when yet yearning for more o!
Have you forgotten that one?

You’re known before your canker-worm,
You’re (now) renowned of being perilous.
In addition is your notorious nature o!
For God’s sake, did you forget that one?

It’s you that’s spotted in the red road,
Caught red handed and still didn’t repent.
Wake up and have a rethink of your ways o!
Be pure heart and build a better unforgettable one.

It isn’t right when you rolled late in rock n’ rule,
It’s lovely then to have discovered you’ve inborn.
The loveliest of all is mastering one at a time o!
Let’s hope you wouldn’t forget that one.

Tis terrible there you mounted upon
Would you mind stepping down from there?
Saying wisely, you are the master of your ships o!
But stay grown, before you decide that one?

Wanderer (like yourself) wouldn’t warn you youth. 
That is your life you’re playing apart.
Stay put so as to not cross your luck in the vain search o!
Let’s hope you wouldn’t forget that one.

Having a slot in the scorching sunny days,
Pitter-patter you’re yet there.
Should no vacancy, don’t let longing for home hook you o!
Work (more) harder, and there you get a better one.

Thinking about joy to come without working towards joy,
Hoping that that will bring forth the fortune you crave.
Joy won’t near you until you dare joy o!
Never forget that one.

Often, you’re inspired by rich men virtues
These call for emulations, they’re what you lip.
The outer- ordinary you see but careless about digging o!
And what would you call that one?

There you’re when you suddenly spoke,
And found your blurred lids exposed to transient.
Deeply lost when you lock in lack of exposure o!
To knowledge, you dare not forget that one.

 You know what; I think you’re right,
That wrong rag-tag rule is the reigning rule.
But that got nothing doing in your personal dreams o!
Let’s hope you’re aware of that one.

You met your kinds in the region seemingly round.
Or have you forgotten that one?
Soils and skies make sphere most suitable for soul o!
Don’t say that, you forgot that one.

For you to assure me you note those terms
Show me what you’ve taken down.
About war, perhaps fun, or on allies and foes o!
Let me hear you on those ones.

Always remember you lived zero worlds,
Always remember you toured the middle worlds.
Since the last worlds, is still obscured o!
Live those ones you know as one.

So soon at first light, you’ve forgotten
The one you proclaimed your alter ego.
Said farewell and you did not save o!
So soon you forgot that one.

Let’s hope in the struggle through life,
You wouldn’t forget someone.
That perfected you in the most appealing beauty o!
Let’s hope you wouldn’t forget that Worthy One.




Details | Couplet | |

A soldier's friend

Slowly breathing with a steady beat
Boots are crunching you feel the heat

You inch on closer, looking around
Watching your friends make not a sound

You have been told to kill this man
A threat he is to freedoms plan

Hold up your rifle, take careful aim
Let go of the guilt your not to blame

Orders you follow a good soldier you are
Try not to think the size of the scar

That this order will bring deep in your soul
We raise the flag on top of this soldier's hole

I will give support, I will lend my hand
So you can brother, continue to stand

To fight for the freedoms of people everywhere 
Down your rifle I, with you, shall stare


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

GOAL

written 28th Sept 2007


I need to find a goal
 no longer to live life of a broken soul
Living a lie...just to get by
 I've past all the pain
And left with there stain
 a new life is now in reach
This new world beside the beach
 no longer do I continuously pray
Hidden for so long
 I don't know where I belong
To start it all over
 is as hard as an alcoholic...to stay sober
Where do I begin?
 how far do I jump in?
This new life is rather very frightening
 I'm scared and taunted
But no longer am I haunted
 the first steps I have begun taken
To walk with my head held high and awaken
 I have finally found my soul
Now Lord, I ask what is to be my goal?


Details | Free verse | |

Riches to Rags

I have heard of it,
I was in it,
I have imagined it,
But I am yet to experience it.

What is this dream?
Who is this dream for?
Is it a dream for the wealthy and the powerful?
The politicians and the Gangs?
The Cartels and the Mafia?
Drugs and substance abuse?

Is it a dream for organized crime? 
Murder,
Robbery,
Rape,
Kidnapping,
Child molestation,
Sabotage, and hopeless?
What is this dream?

Is it a dream for big cars?
Credit card debts?
 Foreclosed home? 
And joblessness?
Is it a dream for freedom and justice?
Inequality and racisms?
Or is it a dream for peace, unity, love and compassion?

Some people have been dreaming too long,
 And it’s time to wake up to reality?
Everyday hundreds of people are killed in the streets of America,
Children are murdered in the schools
Businesses are robbed,
And illegal schools, and colleges are established on a daily basis,
Innocent people get hurt every second
And the security system is tainted with bribery and corruption
What is this dream?
Rags to riches or riches to rag?

Aunt Mary is a successful doctor;
She left her beautiful home by the beach;
She resigned a good paying job; 
She leaves her husband, and children
 behind in search of the American dream 
But she ended up in a rat infested brown stone, 
apartment in lower Manhattan. 
She works three jobs,
 flipping burger and scrubbing floors to make ends meet,
 And at the end of the month she can barely pay the rent,
 She cannot eat a proper meal
 she has to pay it back to the American dream.

My ink has been dried up for many years,
The weather was perhaps too cold for my ink to flow,
I have resorted to the computer 
but the keys were frozen too.
What on earth had gone wrong?
I might have been in America too long
My creativity was put on hold 
 because I was too busy trying to achieve my dreamless goals

Everyday thousands of people from across the globe
 landed on the shores of America;
Thousands of people have lost their lives
 in sunken boats, and extended journey across desserts
 some people have spent months travelling from country to country
 with the hope of reaching America 
only to be subjected to the materialistic dream.
A dream that will one day reduce them to nothing,
A dream that will make them work night and day,
A dream that will cause them earn their bread the hardest way.

Somewhere along the road
 the real essence of this dream has been destroyed
 And new meaning has been added to i.,
What happen to the ideals of America?
Where is the success and upward mobility?
Where is the fuller,
 and better life that everyone anticipated?

Can we still achieve prosperity and success?
Does this dream exist at all?
Is it a dream for some?
 Or is it a dream for all?
Open your eyes and recapture the American dream.

               ©2013 Christine Phillips


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 | Epic | |

Story of Afghanistan

Story of Afghanistan

The barren land of my birthplace
Green at times but screening a rocky face
Known for thousands of years for its warrior race
Let me tell you the truth,
No one really wanted this “space”.

Up until two lions began prying around
Initially, just fooling around
Afterwards, casting off their cannon sound
Resembling the 6th night of an infant’s fête
Building their castles, and so began the burial grounds.

The lions pledged to crush the other
With a master plan
Dividing the blood brothers
Such was the instruction of the queen mother
As the clans clashed and killed one another.
The chiefs were swallowed by the promise of gold
The mullahs were swapped for the hollow soul
The seniors by the fire recounted and foretold
The purpose for the lion’s vehemence
This story definitely in time will unfold.
The old grew timeworn
Waiting for their young ones to return home
The teenagers free born
Screamed out of their mosques’ domes
Come and join us in this struggle
Faced with the crusaders of the Church of Rome,
But little did they know,
No one will return but the maimed men to a funeral home.

The sturdier lion won the combat
But what has become of my Afghanistan
The wolf in a sheep’s disguise
Has spoiled my jade paradise
My heart denies it but I may have bombed my youthful chums,
This is now a global land-dwelling for bums and slums!
The lion wishes to be unveiled this time
So he promises to take the last dime
After all it pays to cooperate in war crimes!
He roars in a deafening cry
I bring Democracy to this land
With loads of cash in one hand
A whip in the back hand--forgetting the long years of perfidy
I now declare and demand
This is the new Promised Land.
 A woman of this realm is exposed with a promise
She is liberated by democracy
Famous on national publications like the story of Pocahontas
She’s affirmed independent and agreed to arise out of the darkness
As the saga is read to the United States Congress
She exhales
And anticipates the lion’s hunger
Waiting for the day when she will be veiled, unveiled, and then veiled again
Not by ordinary men
But by inscription of law.
Thank you for sealing the decree!


Details | Couplet | |

DON'T WORRY - YOU'RE COVERED

Copyright © 2013
07/27/2013

Politicians' greed seems to hover
  Over our lives, a simmering cover

Separation of Church and State?
  Satan planned mankind's fate

As in the days of Noah, sin did hover
  Over their land like locusts do cover

The faithful do not fret what is hovering
  By HIS Blood, the Lord is still covering

Our leaders refuse to make a deal
  When enthralled by Satan's Will

Politics, and selfish greed
  Failing our Nation's need

Obama-Care, a change that's fair
  Or, struggling against Satan's lair?

But, ye faithful remember the heavens hover
  Till horns blow clearing clouds that do cover.
  



by: LP
edited: 6 Aug 2013 - 8:22pm
         25 Sep 2013  - 8:13pm


Details | Sonnet | |

We Will Not Comply

We Will Not Comply

I never thought I’d live to see the day
When children would be taught that God is dead,
The flag we love, someone would take away,
Or leaders in corruption share a bed.

It matters not to me who ridicules;
I am American, I will rebel.
I’ll keep my God, my guns, my right to use
Free speech the truth to tell.

We never thought to live in tyranny—
Just to stand for truth could mean your life;
We need to recognize we are not free—
We will not save our country without strife.

Will we rise and claim our liberty
Or take the lies and bow to slavery?


Details | Rhyme | |

Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

Healing can only happen, when the pain
 and damage are gone!
It can only come about, when there’s
 no “lists” of wrongs!

People need to move ahead, and put all
 of the past behind them!
And seek God’s forgiveness, 
so his grace can find ‘em!

Too many carry a load of sorrow
 and grief that they can’t afford!
They need to bring everything to Jesus,
 and make him their LORD!

How can we experience healing,
 if the suffering is still there?
How will we ever be able to love others,
 and truly care?

May we all seek the kind of healing,
 that only Christ can bring!
May we allow him to remove
 all pain and suffering!

Jesus…  We need your healing now!  More than ever before!
It is your love that we must learn
 to treasure and adore!

Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love!
The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above!

Thank you God!  The pain is gone and the healing has come!
All praise, glory and honor to Jesus!
 God’s anointed son!

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Who is this Princes

The night air made her feel tired
As she looked out side all the fences were wired
In the distance she hears crowds yelling
As she was to young to know they were rebelling
Father she asked where are we going?
Mother said to keep quiet and keep walking

Mother yelled in the night air
Father gave out a blank stare
They yelled run my princess run as far as you can
As that moment past her little feet pushed off and she ran
She ran to the nearest bushes and crawled into it to hide
She never smelled the air before as if someone just had died

As she lay on the ground under a bush she heard 
A loud yell in the distance almost to absurd
My name is Angelica, I am just a young girl who does not know 
Angelica just wants to live her life with help to grow
Angelica did not know what just happened she notice a figure in the distance
A little person just like her, a strong but gentle presence

Angelica saw the people who were shouting run off toward the voice
She was scared and she knew that she had to make a choice
Angelica fragile state was so confused and lost
She knew it will take burden on her at a cost
But in that moment of quietness a young but strong voice called out
Can you trust me just because? will you come with me with no doubt

My Story Telling  Together In A Strange World


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I'm Not the Kind of Person God Wants Me to Be

I’m not the kind of person I need to be! There’s too many problems inside of me! I’m not the kind of person you’d want to know… I’ve too many worries and a troubled soul! I’m the kind of person who has a lot of stress! Lately, my life has been one big mess! I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have a friend. You listen to me now… But may never see me again! I’m the kind of person who’s gone through pain! I wake up some days, and don’t even know my name! I may not be the kind of person you’d want to be around. I may get discouraged, and “get you down.” I’m the kind of person who’s giving Jesus a chance… I know he loves me! Whatever the circumstance! I’m the kind of person who needs a lot of prayer! I know that God listens! And is always there! Please help me Jesus! That I may be set free! May it be your love that others will see! Thank you Jesus! For being my savior and friend! You’re someone that this person can always depend! I’m not the kind of person that Jesus wants me to be! That’s why I need more of HIM! And LESS of me! By Jim Pemberton


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There's A Web of Temptation And Sin

There’s a Web of Temptation and Sin!

There’s a web of temptation and a lot of sin…
That brings slavery and a strong bondage within!

Throughout this land, there’s an evil surge!
While many lives, seem to be getting “submerged!”

Being submerged, into a life, that many believe in.
They become perverted, but want all to receive them!

The “love and acceptance,”
 that many desire.
Puts them on a tightrope!  A very thin wire!

As the web of temptation and sin begin to grow.
It brings a bondage that damages the soul!

They may want to have “love and acceptance.”
But in their hearts, needs to be a godly repentance!

May the holiness of a righteous God be stirred!
That all will come back, to the truth of his word!

His son Jesus, came to the cross! He bled and died!
That through him, our lives can be totally sanctified!

Only the power of God, can bring a needed restoration!
He gives to one and all… 
 A heavenly invitation!

Whosoever will… Come now!  And accept him!
Won’t you take the time, to really know him?

Don’t allow the web of life to destroy 
and overcome you!
Come to Jesus now!  He really does
 LOVE YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Regret

Regret

Regrets I have so many
But one that drags me down
Every time I think about it
My face takes on a frown.

It was the day I left my wife
Though why I do not know
All I know with certainty
Is that I hurt that lady so

I never will forgive myself
The remorse is hard to bear
And everywhere I try to go
The furies, they are there.

I know until my dying day
I never will forget
The day I left my wife behind
It fills me with regret.

8 August 2013 @ 1720hrs.




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 | Rhyme | |

My Best Friend

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


Details | Quatrain | |

THE CROSSING

THE CROSSING* 

1.
On the bank of oblivion’s river 
A soul hastily arrives   
Wishing to cross on the other side
Where eternity resides 

2. 
Has been preparing for the crossing  
Since the first day of her birth
But now that the moment is so near
She is afraid of her death

3.
More few moments she is begging     
For much better to prepare 
Before the Charon with his boat 
Her, to perpetuity transfer   

4.
Death however is adamant
Since to delay he can not
So he is reminding the soul
That it is her mortal lot  

5.
With dread she is now boarding
For the trip of no return
But surprised she is to find
That this is of no concern

6.
As the crossing is completed
And the soul disembarks 
On the land of sanctified 
This is now what remarks

7.
All worries and all burdens 
That she carried all along
When imprisoned in the body
In that place don’t belong

8.
For first time she is sensing 
Real freedom in her being 
Such amount of love and beauty  
This world has never seen

9.
At an instance she turns holy 
And with angels she soars
To the heavens of the blessed
Where her creator adores!



© Demetrios Trifiatis 
  16 OCTOBER 2013


* In my previous poem I dealt with " MAN'S LIFE", "THE CROSSING" deals with what 
comes after that! If one has the time it would be a good idea to read both for a 
better understanding of the circle of life and death as it is presented here! Thank 
you!


Details | Ballad | |

Some Of Us

Some of us get it, some of us don't.
Many of us start the work some of us won't.
Different rooms with unfamiliar faces
Similar stories from a myriad of places.

"Keep it simple, take it easy". That's what I hear.
Truly a blessing not to cower in fear.
Trying to be silent, absorb what is said
To leave the group hopeful, not filled with dread.

Thoughts of my brother now four years dead.
Still feeling pain over angry words said.
Knowing with his God he is at peace.
Asking of my God for some sense of release.

Struggled along the way to six months earned.
Know how to stir up hornets nests, that I've learned.
Hearing the wisdom of all the aged codgers,
Grumpy old men thinking they're Mr. Rogers.

Making amends to those I had harmed,
Most understood, while others not charmed.
My path is clear, of that I'm certain.
Others decide to raise their own curtain.

Failure of others is painful to see.
Not watching my ass, that could be me.
The beast is a menace, indifferent to all.
Some of us rise, too many of us fall.


Details | Alliteration | |

A Mortal I Am

Forming sections,
Folding down,
Many complections,
Descriptions;nouns.

Speaking in tongue,
Listening in form,
Sectors of the lung,
Levitates to perform.

Differences in light,
Diffusion of rights,
PacMan fever delight,
Regarding despites.

Dimming prestige as a phobic,
Conforming thyself,
Leaving an anaerobic,
State of mind for myself.

A mortal to be,
A mortal I am,
One twinkle from thee,
Counterfit; sham.

Forget what is norm,
Become what is professed,
Without conform,
Speak without lest.

As a mortal: We need to be a mortal with 
WANT TO SUCCEED, AND KEEP FEAR FAR 
FROM WITHIN.


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 | Rhyme | |

I AM

                                                                                                 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                    
                                                                                                           

I AM  the voice of erstwhile nations

Mali
Ghana
and
Songhai
                                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                              

 I AM the river of all their sorrows
because their well has now gone dry

I AM
Africa

I AM Wisdom
The one who gave the world its seed

I AM the slave who broke his chains...
...behind their backs I learned to read

I AM the sound of children weeping
without guidance
Hope
or
Love

I AM their Keeper, I AM compassion
I AM their strength sent from above

I AM the echo of  Blackmen's protests
I AM Dark Hued, Caramel, and Tan

I AM a scholar and not inferior...
...I AM more than "three fifths" a man!

I AM the Sun, the Moon, the Galaxy
I AM the Dawn that brings the Light

I AM the eagle in all its glory
I AM the thought that takes to flight

I AM Maya, Brooks, and Sanchez
I AM the spark that lights the fuse

I AM the Dream that's reached fruition
I AM Woodson, Shabazz, and Hughes

I AM words that are not yet spoken
I AM all of the writers who go unheard

I AM their Spirit, I AM fulfillment...


..I AM..


A mixture of conscious stirred


By Don Simmons
Aka Don Poetiq
 

                                                                          
                                                                      


                 


Details | Tanka | |

Far Distant Fields

They were the soldiers
who fell on far distant fields
in wars of the past.
Don’t take freedom for granted,
it was won by those long dead.


Details | Rhyme | |

There's A Lot In Life, That I Don't Understand


There’s a lot in life, that I don’t understand! And a lot of wickedness throughout this land! A lot of heartache and misery, is what I’m seeing! Any kind of commitment, seems to be disappearing! Being faithful to anything, seems to be of the past. My lives seem to be falling apart… And fast! Any principles of Godly living, seem to be ignored. So many appear to be, “complacent and bored.” I often wonder what God must be thinking. When it seems like this whole world is “sinking!” I’ve decided to come to Jesus! And really pray! That people will really listen to what God has to say! “What shall the righteous do, if the foundations are destroyed?” Very soon, many of our “freedoms,” will not be enjoyed! Please, dear Jesus, come and heal our broken nation! Help us all to confess our sins! And accept your salvation! Please come and bring your peace and love within! That we may seek the living God! Once again! God is our only hope! It’s in him, that we’re strong! It’s in his arms of mercy, that we all belong! Please God… Come and touch us with your healing! It’s only in you, that we have a true meaning! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Cowgirl Up

Rise at first light.
This cowgirl enters up to ride this day.
She dawns her hat, for this is not any day.

Ready to pay her dues.
The sun will beat down,
hot and hard is how she'll ride.

Cowgirl up!
Into the shoot we go.
The blood pumping, muscles quivering.
Ready to go!

The gate slams open.
Off we go!
 My mustang and me,
to round that first barrel.

Away we go!
Rounding our second barrel.
Sweat trickling.

Thundering down to that third barrel.
We round that barrel,
the dust will follow.

With a war cry, 
We head down the long path home.
Followed by cheers and jeers,
she crosses the line!
Cowgirl is up and paid her dues.


Details | Lyric | |

It's Not Over

Don’t say it’s all over (cause it’s not)
“Sorry” won’t cover it…so don’t go on your knees and pray for my forgiveness 
Oh baby…don’t listen to the commotion…I’m done taking cover (it’s all for naught)
I’m plummeting in slow motion…into the remorseful pit…I’m plummeting in my nightmare’s abyss

I want to carry you through the night… 
I’m swimming in the ocean of my tears… 
My sodden wings lost its ability of flight…
You've been swimming in your distress for years… 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

I want to remind you to fight the good fight…
My misery pools are brewing inside of my head…
I’m backing away from the light & exploring the night… 
You’re giving in to sleep and I’m wide awake on my bed 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

Please don’t tell me…oh, don’t tell me…darling!
You’re giving up today… (I beg you to stay, despite your inner pain) 
I’m scared I might erupt – it could be quite startling!
Someday, things will change for the better… (Don’t turn the wrong lane)
I’m waiting for that day to arrive – perhaps it will wash away our dismay…

I promise you a tranquil reality 
I want to stray with you tonight 
I still have hope that He’ll set us free
I was wondering if you could stay the night
Maybe the Lord could grant us 
Pure, incredible delight 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we've plunged into our own pit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to gather…


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DEAR MUSIC

Dear Music

Dear Music- would you marry drum?
for it will be beautiful when played under the setting sun
How would you love to be tomorrow’S heading
will you invite Guitar to your wedding?
From million miles your melodies be heard
As soothing as the morning hymn of a mocking bird
Since happiness can only befriend you
For you’re surely beautiful and true.

Music- queen of the ballroom
You Indeed are dominator of the mind In vexed volume
Could you stop the violence- happening a thousand mile
Sole Perceiver of peace - thence thou shalt smile
For you are one of the timbers of earth
As every soul knows you since birth
Only you can manipulate the choice-less
And can also speak for the voiceless.

Music- should you need a king,
Who will endear you with a diamond ring
You can think of Michael Jackson and Bob Marley,
From your talented basement to your lobby,
And even to you, Lucky Dube, and John Lennon were dear,
among the spot earners on the isle of the phenomena 
As they, the aforementioned had no limit of valence
Yet they lived and died under our pitiful surveillance.
 
Dear Music- I wish you could walk for the disabled
For they indeed are hopeless- and subtracted from the fabled
You mesmerized, thence emphasized the beautiful life
But don’t the laborer deserve a break from the hunger and strife
I admire your stance to point out the lies- that demised many dreams
However I’m disgusted by the ignorance of the poor’s screams
Music- you define immortality- yet omit the underlying reality
I wish a few will see beyond generalization one day- and preserve equality-


Details | ABC | |

I Am Who I Am

Its bad enough that everyday I walk down memory lane, &&' It really puts me in alot of pain. I've been doing the best that I can, but I am who I am. I'm getting tired of everyones exspectations, people always pulling me in different directions. Even when I'm falling down, people still push me on the ground. I'm gonna keep trying, no more lying. No more games, done mentioning names. Being two-faced isn't cool, it just makes you look like a fool. I'm never looking back, that life was wack. I'm done trying to make everyone happy, when they treat me so crappy. I may not have alot of friends, in the end, but atleast I don't have to pretend. I'm gonna be true, with or without you. You'll see, I'm done letting people get to me.


Details | Free verse | |

Last Summer Saturday

Poorly heated coffee;
I can't seem to get it hot enough.
Tired eyes still rolling,
Film draped for dreaming.
This last Summer Saturday,
Might as well call it Fall.
The pumpkins out and jumping,
Future jack-o-lanterns for fun.
Gentle breeze cascades,
Every once in a while a poof.
Sunny sun still sunning;
Please don't ever go away.
Time to heat up the coffee;
My goodness this is good!
So open arms and lean back;
God is so, so good!


Details | Free verse | |

United Nations Plaza

Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.


Details | Pastoral | |

God Almighty

When I came to you I was broken and frail~Half my mind gone in despair

 Feeling so Low~Like mud on the ground~Wondering if my Joy would ever

 be found~Fighting and resisting at the very Start~then slowly you entered my heart

 Quietly and gently working insid my soul knowing just what you were doing to help me glow

You broke into my soul where I had been suffering the most you cleansed me

and entered me showing me what I needed to see, working endlessley on my soul

you cleansed me and made me once again whole. God almighty you never cease to

amaze me always by my side even when I'm at my worst, loving me endleslly and uncondionally..

You have opened my heart to the beauty again, the beauty of the clouds the beauty of your creations'

The beauty of the rain, the beauty of the thunder, the beauty most of all of your people.

Opened and vunerable I am to you always. Enter me and have me do your will in my life

help me to always follow you in every aspect of my mind, body, and soul with every ounce of me

Silently by my side help guide me in my ways so I do your ways and your will dear god almighty

Walking together down this journey in life nothing can go wrong with you by my side

Hold me and love me in this I pray guide me down the right roads along my way

I want you by my side for the rest of my life, no more going alone on this journey

I need you Lord God ALmighty to guide me ,Love me. and Hold me through my good and bad times..!

Written By Christina McCullouch 8/3/2012


Details | Free verse | |

Make him a soldier

Make him A Soldier


Make him a soldier 
so I won't cry anymore

Transform a boy to a man
 so he will stand...alone

 In the dark forest
 beaming 
as natural combustion of dusk in the sky 


Red blood running through our veins is the same
identical as if we share the same DNA 

And even as a child I couldn't deny how our hearts beat the same 

Rate pulse pace...boom 
it startled me
 but as I gaze in his eyes 
I felt a deep connection 
as if he knew me better than I knew myself
 
White
Our love is so pure and shall never be tampered 
and even if life tries to poison us 
we will always have each other 
pure love
 
Blue water
 a million miles away from me 
and as he travels from sea to sea 
I think of him daily 

I try to remember where we came from
 blue water 
shared space 
different times

 Blossomed from a tulip where our petals do not vary 
and the sepals seem to follow a course set to sail 


So I beg you 
Make him A soldier 
so I won't cry an ocean of tears 
Transform a boy to a man
so he will stand beside me in my darkest hour.
 Help me to raise my head 
when he is long gone from here 

When my fears are red 
 my soul turns blue 
let me remember the purity of us 
how I loved a my brother a man of red, white and blue!


Details | Acrostic | |

Easter

Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive! 
Ascension available, access through your heart 
Seek and you shall find! 
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Eternity given
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


Details | Free verse | |

Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!


Details | Sonnet | |

Beautiful Lies

December 18, 2012

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

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

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

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


Details | ABC | |

12-14-12

Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school” as my feet hit the floor
I got dressed and ate breakfast and got my book bag and now we are on the go
We sit in the car listening to music “It’s Friday I think I’m a little excited tho
“Alright baby we here” as mom open the door to let me get out
She closed the door and kissed me on the head told me she loved me before she pulled off
Another day of school and it close to Christmas
I can’t wait to see Ashley and Alexus, today is show and tell as I said in a whisper
We had learning center day and Boy! Was it fun!
Today was a free day and on Friday there isn’t much to learn
The room was quite when the was a knock at the door, the door opened
A man with a big gun was standing there; my classmates panicked and started to run
I heard a lot of noises and a lot of screams
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I dropped to my knees
In the distant I heard more screams and then everything went silent
Then I closed my eyes it went dark and on the cold floor I was dying
The other side
It’s Thursday night and off to bed we go 
I kiss my 5 year old son Jaden and told him I loved him so
Alarm clock goes off and it’s around 6:15 in the morning 
I shower got dress and woke up Jaden my little darling
Its Friday, I fixed him breakfast and we headed out for the this last day until the weekend
I enjoyed our little drives to school as we sat in the car singing
I opened the door to let him out once more
Kissed him on the head and told him I loved him ill pick him up around four
I’m at work drinking coffee just talked to my husband on the phone
Got at my desk started to work and the my office phone rung
It’s about 9:30 and it was Jaden’s school
I got the news he was dead and I started to puke
I’m crying uncontrollably don’t know my next move
My son is dead, I can’t believe this news
I hurried to the school in the best of my ability 
I saw the school surrounded by medics, reporters, and police
I ran to a officer and demanded to see my son
He said “I’m sorry ma’am” I can’t do this at this time
At 9:32 my one and only son Jaden was pronounced dead
The shooter was 20 and took my son’s life in his own hands
The questions continue to flow through my head as I search for answers
I don’t need answers I need my son and his laughter
I am now sitting on his bed trying to swallow tears
My husband holds me close as reality nears
My little boy is gone among the other 19 kids
Heaven has 20 new angels now I hope he knew how much I love him  as much as  I did

R.I.P
(To the innocent lives that were lost in the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting)
12-14-12



Details | Rhyme | |

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.


Details | Lyric | |

Nowhere Kind of guy

Nowhere kind of guy.

I headed for Australia in the year of sixty seven
I traveled, me on the good Fairsea
And the journey was pure heaven
The sea was wild and stormy
But it never bothered me
For I was off to face my destiny.

Then I became a soldier
 And they sent me off to war
As they filled me full of anger
So it was never like before
And so I welcomed manhood
With a soul that had been soiled
As deep within the savage child did boil.

Now I’m a nowhere kind of guy
And I don’t know where I’m going
Cause I decided long ago
That there ain’t no way of knowing
I guess a guy has got to keep on flowing.

Now here I am, and Vietnam
Was way back down the track
And I’ve done some things and I’m carrying sins
And I’ve suffered some way back
I’ve paid some heavy dues and all
And I’ve still got heaps to come
Cause what’s been done’s ,been done all said and done

Written in 1990.
    


Details | Free verse | |

Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Amen!


Details | Light Poetry | |

CONFIDENCE


                                                 CONFIDENCE

                          The world is full of people trying to stand out.
                             But they don’t realize that they already do.
                          They try so hard to figure what life’s all about.
                      With all their piercings, Crazy hair, and fresh tattoos.
                           They miss out because of the worry they feel.
                         Will they approve of the way I dress, think, or act?
                           In the spotlight a few moments they might steal.
                    But some of the stupid things they do can’t be taken back.
                           I have a secret that only the few wise ones know.
                              Love who you are and forget what they think.
                             And all the good things in life will soon follow.
                              And you shall rise above all as the critics sink.
                                So meet the world with you head held high.
                                  Let them see the beauty that is in you.
                              Let them see your happiness and joy inside.
                   And know that nobody needs to love you more than you do.


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 | Free verse | |

Move On

So you sinned?
Well, that's done and over with!
Keep it in the past
'Cause that's where it belongs.
But ask Jesus for forgiveness;
Don't dwell on mistakes any longer
Because He makes you new again:
Renewed.
Love is the outcome;
Forget the wrongs,
Love and move on!


Details | Tanka | |

Army Rangers Rescue UFO Abductee

Up on  mountain top.
Just don't know how I got here.
Army Rangers  rescued me.
Says UFO kidnapped me.
Sure lucky I was let go.


Details | Free verse | |

Beyond The Distance And The Days

Our love grows stronger,
Even beyond the distance,
Even beyond the days.
I know you're with me always
And I'm always with you;
In God together we're together forever
And physically we'll be together forever soon.


Details | Free verse | |

Living the Dream

Dreams cascade into my life.
Some I have lived.
Others await me in my dream catcher,
for me to full fill.

I walk the silver threads 
that weave them together.
This is my path, 
to have a dream to follow,
to make these dreams come true.

Yes, I have a dream,
And am living it!!


Details | Quatrain | |

Never Erased

Eternal faith;
Love in His name.
Saved by grace;
Never erased.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me! Jesus is the best thing that happened to me! He loves me so much! It’s plain to see! Jesus has provided everything I need, to get tough! If it wasn’t for him… I don’t know what I’d do! Jesus has come, that I might life so abundantly! He’s given me all I need… Most assuredly! He does for me, what nothing in this world, could ever do! And completely understands, everything I go through! He brings his peace, hope and a blessed satisfaction! I can have fellowship with him! A “heavenly interaction!” He can restore what the enemy has stolen and taken away! He brings a true meaning! And has changed me today! I’m very thankful! For all that he’s provided! I’m going to live for him! This has already been decided! Thank you Jesus! My lord and my best friend! You’ve done so much for me! Over and over again! I praise your name! And want you to know… I’ll tell others of your goodness… Wherever I go! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

That True Girl

 she's human,
Possessive,
Jealous,
Selfish,
Fragile,
Broken,
Insecure,
Hurt,
Afraid,
Hateful,
Not so fun to be with,
Not so pretty.

But she choose to forget that,
Walking with her head up high,
The pretty girl that is so damn fly,
Sweet you don't want to tell her bye,
The better version of independent mind,
She young wild n free,
Not to mention she living her life,
She don't need you to keep reminding her of her negative side. 
 For she don't live on that side.


Details | Free verse | |

Gratefulness

To be absolutely certain To be firmly convicted in principle and belief Is the scariest feeling of all But, like all feelings, it never lasts The conviction stays, but the mind wanders Deep into the zones of ostensible comfort Where it rests merely to frenzy Into the streets of opposition Straight into the absolute wrong But the feeling never lasts It returns to the minute certainty The mind becomes determined in the conviction it has embraced And the best feeling rises above the initial fear: Gratefulness
6-29-13


Details | Concrete | |

Observer

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


Details | I do not know? | |

You, Me, Us, Everyone

Flowers
Not named
Unknown to those with no curiosity
Buds, that dream of one day blooming
Being, more than they are
Flowers living
Being
Thriving
Touched by those who love
Protected by those who wish to love
Wishing to be more than they are
Buds, not truly knowing if they are ready for the world
Hoping they are strong enough 
Wishing to be the best
You, Me, Us, Everyone


Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Frontier

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Lyric | |

12 days of kiss-mas

On the 12th day of kiss-mass my true love sent to me
12 dirty undies
11 socks a stinking
10 shoes a humming
9 shirts for pressing
8 trousers 
7 days of take-out boxes
6 flagons of beer
5 D V D's
4 mischievous children
3 dozen wine bottles
2 ex partners
and an engagement ring under the tree


Details | Narrative | |

A missive from the damned to whoever have a little time to spend with this nonsense - Page 1

And so, I have made up my mind, once more.
I have decided to depart, to bid this husk farewell.
In order to do that, I must save coins if I desire to save myself.
For with it, I will be able to buy my ticket out here to a more blessed realm or the eternal void. Either way, I will be winning.
I mustn't, any longer, feel the starvation of affection and no more I shall be fed by the crumbs of fleeting joy they toss at me.

Thoughts of finishing are always in my mind, flooding it, making hard to go day by day, making hard to sleep, to have hope.
I fail to see where the hope is, I like to think that it can be find inside of one's heart.
But even so, I think I am mistaken, and when I glance at myself in the mirror, I quickly lose any spark of what could-be hope.

With the aid of the metallic sling, I shall leave this husf behind, heavy with its sins and sorrows, to no more nourish hatred.
For it does only to hinder my advance towards elevation.
With my metallic sling, I shall pierce, first, my heart, where lies the sorrow, then, my mind, where resides the sins.
Whilst the life in me start to wane, regrets I will not have, when my consciousness fade, my spirit will be no longer be trapped inside this imperfect cage of flesh.
Being free, my spirit shall roam far and beyond to, before, unseen places by men, to  untouched places by men.

Another day,someone inquired me "Are you happy now?" and for that I just said "Yes". How else could I have responded if not with a lie?
How could I tell them that I yearn for a premature closure in order to stop thinking and feeling but I also yearn for love.
"I am not absolutely happy, as per say, but I do suffer less when I am asleep" I could never say that to anyone...


Details | Quatrain | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

Land Of The Brave - Philippines

I live in the land of the brave;
Where the people was once held captive.
Where everyone was nothing but a slave,
To those by nature were deceptive.

Our ancestors were brought to their knees,
In their own country -their very own land.
They were treated much like a disease,
And most were executed just by command.

To achieve freedom one must first die.
They had to lay their lives on the line.
Their enemies had an endless supply.
They are traitorous and evil combine.

Each fought for the freedom they desire,
Yet they did not live to see the day.
To the grounds soaked by blood they retire
And deep within forever they will stay.

They fought for their very own freedom,
They died for their children's future.
From the past we now hold the wisdom
Of the asperity that they had to endure.


Details | Rhyme | |

New York Street Horse


Plunked down in chaos
from a gentler time,
blinkered from the traffic
he pulls the coach along.
Patient, in his harness bond
he tugs at hearts, with pathos-
as to his love of duty we respond. 
Amidst the screech of sirens
and the blasting horns,
he stands and dreams
of meadows in a nosebag.
 
Such rhythmic clicking of
 metal shoes on concrete,
full rolling of the carriage
wheels and he, confined,
down through the centuries
he thought he'd left behind.

Suzanne Delaney


Details | Alliteration | |

Innerself

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


Details | Ballad | |

What if I never met her

I had a friend named Emily
She had to move and hurt me
Now everything in my life in dimly lit
I wish she never left, now I can’t see

Her family was there so she left
Emily was a dear person to me
Who left in one quick fluid deft
I hope she will one day help me see

I am sad she left but she had to go.
I just wish everything would light
I just hope soon she will leave to 
Come home to do what’s right

If I never met her I might be more happy
If she had left later I would be more sad
Maybe if I never met her I wouldn’t be sappy
Since she left I got more time with my dad

I really miss her and I wish she would come
Home where she belongs, I understand why
If her mom could’ve got her needs from home
They would not have left I think if they

Had a choice, but they did not
They had to move her mother had cancer
She had to go and I wish I got
My ring back, I hope she returns with Melissa

I hope one day she will return and that she will
Never leave again because when she left it really hurt 
Me and I want to her to come back and pay back her bill
To me and never leave me again and meet people named Burt

When and if she ever returns I will promise her to always be
Her friend no matter what happens, and I hope she will always
Know that no matter how hard it becomes she will always see
Who I am, When she returns I will walk with her in hallways


Details | Rhyme | |

The Swan

The peaceful, humble beauty 
of a white lily drifting on reflective night
hums a sweet melody 
of contrasting light.

Trusting the darkness 
to be his throne
and the moon of loneliness
to crown his soft, unheard moan.

I watch from bushes of scorn
that mock him cruelly.
His fragile crest is pierced by the thorn
of rejection and bleeds its sorrows silently.

The rejected jewels of nature are mourning
for the king of the skies to raise his wings
but he can't see beyond remembering
and can't see past the thorn's stings.

Oh, scarred heart of grace,
spread strenght and flee with wild freedom
unto priceless solace 
away from this desolate kingdom.

Oh, jewel in creation's crown,
look not to stirred reflection
for it is mere perversion, a frown,
of the white rose of perfection.

Go now, leave behind only
a legacy of despised beauty.


Details | Ballade | |

The Soul of the Ram

The soul of the ram

The Aries soul, is bold and strong
He does things his own way
Strong willed, ambitious, energetic
You’ll not turn him a way
If he has something on his mind
He needs be listened to
Patience to him is a stranger
He loves all movement too. 

He’s good at sport, he needs to win
Losing is not for him
And when he’s angry at some one
It all looks kind of grim
Cause Aries men fight to the end
They have no sense of fear
And that they want to run the show
He make this oh so clear.

He lives his life with passion
He needs to be fulfilled
But his attention moves too quick
And what he’s trying to build
Will disappear like last year’s rain
That’s just the way he is
Our Aries he’s a real mans, man
You can be sure of this. 

22 May 2013@1307hrs.


Details | Verse | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

The Name of Jesus

Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom,
The sweet sound found in Your Name,
Holy and Heavenly freedom,
All in the Name of Jesus!


Details | Didactic | |

Be Free

When you finally break free
you have no choice but dance
You dance to the tune of your possibilities
and to the freedom that lightens your path


When you finally break loose
from the pang of negativity
from the chains of social callings
your soul will sing and take delight in her songs


When you finally bask out
from the pins that pierce your soul
you will fly like the feathers high
The feathers that fly the cloudy sky

                 
 There is no feeling as sweet as this;
 a soul that knows its direction
 its direction and duration of its flight

Therefore,
                  
           loosen yourself to thyself

The crowd may not see you fly
but they will surely see you land.





© Tina O Chimma


Details | Ballad | |

WHISPERS OF BOLOBOK

Hussshhhh of the sea breeze
Bolobok Cave nears it
Rain drops falling on my face
Trim down my long pony-tailed hair
Small crabs crawling over the brownish sand surface
Small stones scattered over
 Small caves with limestone
And having freshwater downstairs
Said there were ladders to climb and unclimb
To see the down caves
Now in a mysterious looks waiting for renovations
Where are these caretakers of nature?
The beauty of eye lenses looking at it
Please come and rescue this whispering ambiance of serenity 
For generations to enjoy
If this is an early human settlement 
Come take your responsibility
Oh the caretakers please come
Thank you


3 January 2013
Early Human Settlement
Bolobok Cave (Sungab Bulubuk)
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago

 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

DAMAGED MY TRUE LOVE

written 17th Sept 2013



When it comes to love, I AM poisonous
 don't let me curse another, leave me loveless

For the first time in my life, I felt your pain and cried for your heart
 my heart finally hurts, knowing I passed this pain from the start

Please find help to set your heart free
 trust me, it's not a life you recover from easily 

Damaged goods I told you, unrepairable
 but some how, you managed the impossible

Unlovable for my entire life
 yet you had no problem, getting me to become your wife

Yes, it's been more than both of us should have ever had to bear
 at this moment, every cell in my body is overwhelmed, so I really do care

Please don't enter my life's pain and despair  
 you don't deserve it, you are so patient and filled with such love

I'm sorry I let myself fall in love knowing it would poison you
 soul mates forever and eternity, my love belongs only to you...




Details | Ballad | |

The sunyassin

As far as I know this is a true story about Alexandra the great...Peter



The Sannyasin.

Alexander said to Dandamis
"Old man you come with me
For I need me a sannyasin
To take across the seas.
Hey you be just a beggar man
I'll make you rich indeed
You'll live a life of luxury
With everything you need.

Dandamis standing naked there
With silence in his essence
He had no fear at all did he
In the mighty leaders presence.
He said "I'll give you nothing friend
And there's nothing that I need
So Alexandra drew his sword
Tried to make the beggar plead.

Dandamis laughed and said these words
With power in his voice
"You can put that sword right through my heart
My friend, that be your choice.
But I left this body long ago
I have no use for it
So pierce this heart my fine young friend
It won't harm me a bit.

Alexander he was beaten
By a fearless beggar man
Though he had won most of the world
Dandamis foiled his plans.
The beggar said "You say you're great
But that's not true at all
For any man that thinks he's great
He be merely a fool


Details | Quatrain | |

Fallen Victim

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


Details | Epic | |

OUR HOPE

the riverbanks
Lies our treasures
Our hope and fears
Explored in exploitation
People hurting people

We thought  the europeans
Our only plights
We feared but hated them
In our innocent ignorance,
Of what we learnt at a glance
they battered  and stole our sleep
With guns

But years after they are  gone
Our lives has been worse 
and no one cares
How we fare
Because you don't hear us cry
Like it's in syria
Hmmm!
Yet worst things are done behind scenes.

Our moments of joy?
That we share with  the sky
When no one hears them
Playing kids on weekend days
Bombed into ripples
And sunday worshippers turned to ashes
For God to take control

Heaven must be full by now
With my black brothers
In plenty numbers  
Yet in our hearts
Lies the hope
As we we go close
To our hundreth year
Of self reign.


Details | Free verse | |

Have You Ever Read

Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!!


~Two boys meet on an island
~~One is skin 'n bones
~~~The other one is chubby

They discover a lagoon~
Ralph teases him by calling~~
him "Piggy" -  how mean!!~~~

Piggy asks him if
There are other people on 
The island with 'em

He has no clue
But this'll answer Piggy's question --
Other boys appear - 
All diverse shapes and sizes
What'll happen next??

You'll see...

Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies?
I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit
It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies
You should read it - or you'll regret it!



Details | Haiku | |

Note to Self

Stop writing haikus
They don’t even make sense now
Something something cake


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Doors Will Open

Doors will open, doors will close
Poetry could rhyme or end up like prose

Doors will open, doors will close
Life is hard, life is easy – everyone knows

Doors will open, doors will close
Poetry is dark…poetry is light – every word flows

Doors will open, doors will close
Death is kind…death is cruel – life has its highs and lows 

Doors will close, doors will open
Life is tiresome…life gives you adrenalin 

Doors will close, doors will open  
Poetry could be lovely…or gloomy; invite positivity in 

Doors will close, doors will open
Death is troubling…death is peaceful…a new life shall begin 

Doors will close, doors will open
Poetry is depressing…poetry is uplifting…
Writing’s a success from deep within
That everyone wants to win!! 

Doors will open
Everyone – come on in! 


Details | Rhyme | |

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.


Details | ABC | |

Skin

You send bolts through my skin 
something I was never to 
accomplish with you, when I 
saw you it's like my heart sank 
to my stomach and I was in 
shock my body still my body 
heavy felt like when I moved I 
was about to fall to my knees 
you make me want to get 
inside my brain pick you up and 
take you out pick you one by 
one like a flower because I do 
love you and love you not.


Details | Haiku | |

Efflorescence

Blossoming 
Effulgent sun proffers love 
Clambering… 

Ascending
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds

Furtively
The moon unravels wonders
Glimmering  


Details | Sonnet | |

AT LIBERTY

You are the brave.
That is something to be proud of. 
You enlisted with ideology of what has to come.
Your days are not by day.
You prepare for tomorrow.
No matter what branch you chose you climb to limb.
To set high above the enemy with the ally
To defeat why you deployed 
To conquer peace and to cease war
You will be heroes.
You will be the Wall.
You be the strength that conquers all.
Your mastery of defense and skills, as militant, has withstood the cause.
I welcome you home with open arms and rejoice when you reenter the workforce.
_________________________________________________________________
___|
PENNED ON AUGUST 30, 2014 @ 12:30 A.M. EST!


Details | Acrostic | |

My First Acrostic

T-ake my hand sweet doll,
R-un with me,till we are
O-n our way to love spot.
U-ntill the sun goes down
B-enders of time we be
L-oving eachoda without
E-nd till we turned to mist





Note: 
Iwas moved by different 
attempts some wonderful 
poets made. It spurred 
me into action.
Hope It was well penned.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Senses

You have fought, and been broken, now time to let go…
The hardship, the worry, the pain & dismay 
Open eyed clear surrounds. 
Look! 
Breathe in rainbows 
Open eyed feel cool wind. 
Scent of leaves, soil, water,
Penetrating molecules with gifts of being
“Tranquil, dear heart”
Accept though it’s finite… Accept that it is! 
You are!
Feel again, and you will feel again. 


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom in Love

Keeping my head up, treading water
Cut throat surviving, struggling
Going under, death visits
Will to live, tested!
Selfishness Vs Selflessness
A Greater Love, encompasses me
God demonstrating mercy, for his children
Learning about forgiveness, cultivating, inner faith
Melody of Love, one can experience
In the darkest, waking hours, of everyday living
Self survival, learning how to live
Peace of Mind, Peace of Heart
Peaceful Spirit, Freedom in Love


Details | Narrative | |

How Do I Stay Soulful

How do I stay soulful, without seeming like a raging goddess?
I would always be the raging sea,
Don’t sail your boats or ships upon my waters!
 Expected to be slaughters, by my sharks
 The rough waves: and the haunted ghost slaves.
 You toss abroad, unlike the garage you scattered on my shore,
I kept your secrets; at the bottom of ocean floor

I sting your eyes, and bitter your taste:
 Rock your ships from side to side
Yet, you smuggle my fish out to land: 
    what a disgrace!
A man would always be a man

 Why did you leave the dry land and sail the ocean blue
You pirate! You luxury ocean liners: you liars
Can you hold on to my waters? 
The laughter takes hold of you.
I filled myself with rage, because of the things you do

No safety nets……

, 


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The Light

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


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Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.


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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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We Are All In This Together

We all have a story to tell.
Ups and downs,
Together, we've been through it all;
God has led us through it all.
Trust Him;
It's all for a reason.
All your pains,
All your struggles,
All your hurts-
They're all for a reason.
God has a bigger plan,
One we cannot see.
Trust Him and pray.
Remember,
We are all in this together.
Together, we have been through it all.
Ups and downs,
We are family-
Brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are friends.
Most importantly,
We are family.
Let's love one another like God loves us.
Let's help each other out
And help each other up with loving hands.
We are His children.
We are His servants
Together on His mission
To love, save, and change the world
For the better.
We are all in this together.
Listen to His praises ring;
Let's praise Him together.
Listen to sister Fantasia sing,
"Sometimes you gotta lose to win again."
Thank You Father!
Amen!


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Reflections: Intellectualism

To Dine, To Die;
Conversations spiral
While thunderous eyes
Grasp concepts to recycle.

Constant debt crisis
A political paradox
Grating social devices
Over the sorting of socks.

Pseudo-analysis
An endless groan
Argumental paralysis
The debate grants no throne.

Existentialism
Over a roast
Potatoes won't listen
To who talks the most.

"That point is so interesting"
The floor is open for chat
"What is real?" not a thing
"Meow" adds the cat.


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Mountain Climbing

I’m climbing  
Above the canyon…the sun
Hits  		the 		rocks

I ascend
As 	I 	take 	risk 	after 	risk
UP I GO!

I’m climbing
I 	rely 	on 	my 	own 	strength
I’m doing FINE!

I descend
While	 I 	urgently 	hold 	on
For dear life…


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the driving ones

we went outside.
the walls,
they finally weren't safe anymore.

it all happend just for us spending time together.

the walking were full of fear
and we full of plans.
we couldn't wait for this to happen

just for spending time together.

looking for a car on the streets...
the people left them,
lost in the need to jumble or mild.

they happend just for us spending time together.

we drove to a store to pick up our toys,
while people were eaten up
by the hungry ones.

it all happned just for us spending time together.

orbiting through dust and waste,
seemed like everything was downfalling,
but the sounds and the pressure.


it wasn't the end of the world.
it was the beginning of a new one,
and it was there just for us being together
in the same corner of the night.


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Overcome

I picked up a penny face-down,
But I don't believe in luck.
Everything happens for a reason;
God's mercy frees the stuck.
Redeem me, Heavenly Father;
Please, I know the wrong I've done.
Thank You for dying for me;
My sins You have overcome!


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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 Petty Posh-WahZee - Liberation and Ostentation



The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a mute reminder of their selfless valiant sacrifice.

They endured brutal Apartheid harassment, detentions without trial,
torture in the cells, and mental anguish when loved ones disappeared,
they left their homeland, to continue the struggle against racial bigotry,
while countless others fought the scourge of white-minority rule at home.

Nelson Mandela and many, many others, spent their lives imprisoned,
on islands of stone, and on islands of the cruellest torture, yet they stood,
never bowing, never scraping, they stood, firm for ideals for which they were prepared to die,

and many, many comrades did die, at the hands of the callous oppressor,
and many, many comrades perished in distant lands, torn from their homes,
while the struggle continued, for decades, soaked in blood, in tears, in pain.


The Present:

19 years have passed, since freedom was secured at the highest of prices,
delivering unto us, this present, a gift of emancipation from servitude,

a freedom to walk this land, head held high, no longer second-class citizens,
in the land of our ancestors, whose voices we hear and need to heed today.

I do not care much for fashion, Lewis-Fit-On and Sleeves unSt.-Moron,
yet the ostentation that I witness baffles even my unsophisticated palate,

our ancestors' plaintive whispers are being dismissed, left unheeded, as
we browse the aisles for more and more, always for more and yet more.

Asphyxiated by the excess of the Petty Posh-Wahzee, we find ourselves,
perched precariously on the edge, of a dissolution of all that is humane,

babies go hungry, wives are battered, our elders left in hospitals for hours,
I cringe as I scribble these words, perhaps too sanctimonious and preachy,

yet I know, deep in the marrow of my brittle bones, I know, I know, I know,
this tree of freedom planted by the nameless daughters and sons of Africa,

needs to be shielded, nurtured, protected from our very own baser impulses,
so that the precious tree of freedom, may bear the fruit that may feed us all,

for if not, then we are doomed, to tip over, and into the yawning abyss, we shall fall.








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Judge and Jury

Should I disregard
what other people think or,
balanced on the brink, maintain
a thin-veneered façade?
Where shall I store,
how shall I keep,
the poetry I must write
but cannot show--
that which smolders deep
and threatens to erupt?
Must I lock it all
securely in a box,
store it high upon a shelf
where none are wont to go?
Would it be likely to corrupt
the innocently unaware?
Should I, at least,
pretend to care?
Might not I plunge into the mob,
joining others of this ilk...
should it be my job
to preach, now the day
has finally been reached --
to walk alone in open air,
free from fear of full disclosure?
Would my revelations stir
those who taunt, who hate?
Might not their spate of hurtful words,
and worse, prompt my avoidance of 
the fate they threaten,
encourage my reluctance to unmask?
And may I be moved, instead,
in surly tones, to ask
who made them my judge and jury?


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Hide Me

Hide me,
take me to a place
where my tears
can fall onto paper
and become words.

Hide me,
away from a harsh world
that will not escape me.
Only you, poetry
will let me be me.

Hide me,
in between your lines,
give a lonesome girl
your warm sheltering.

Hide me,
in a dark corner
where shadows blend in,
only there can I
remove this disguise.

Hide me,
in your peaceful sanctuary
away from lying eyes,
laughter and ridicule.

Hide me,
from this reality
and take me somewhere
.....better.


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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 | Epic | |

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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A POLITICAL FORUM

Salutations Soupers! I am told this is not a political forum.
Why is my poetry-poesy in decorum?
__________________________________|
April 18, 2014
Single Couplet End Rhyme
For Contest!


Details | Ballad | |

babe dove

All of ma life I was dying for a touch like yours.

Then u made that a reality,

U held me in ya arms,

As warm as ya touch,

ya arms were.

U Gave me a sweet tender kiss,

These made me feel at home.

 Because home is where the heart is.

Now this is where I wan spend the rest of ma days.

I don't wanna loose ya touch again.

I will hold u so dearly

And love u with all my might

Because with u I can finally b myself again

 

It feels like the doves have been set free,

So they can fly in the sky nd sing sweet melodies.

But the baby dove will come back,

For it knows that this is home,

Where it belongs

Like the morning breeze,

 which opens up the flower's petals

As they release the sweet scent of freedom nd love.

I will be there to grab the love nd freedom brought back by the baby dove,

Nd we will live by that for the rest of our days,

I will take ya hand nd keep u warm al night,

and when eva u need me,

all u have to do is call ma name,

nd I will b there to do that u desire.

For I know u are my empire,

Nd it will put a smile on ya cute face,

A smile always accompanied with warmth, truth and love,

I will always be there

To shower ya with love.

 

If m nt there to answer,

Do not cry for me,

For the Mississippi is already overflowing with water,

Ya tears will make it worse.

Be hopeful for my return,

For I will always b back for u,

Cos I will never abandon u,

I will forever b wit u

As

I have always wished and desired .

Being with u is a dream come true,

I will give ma all for u to be happy,

because happiness is all I want and desire for you....

Please smile....


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Every Second We're Away

Every second we're away,
We grow stronger everyday
Until that day will finally come
When we know it's okay
And we will rest in each other's arms
In peace from God above,
No longer missing one another
Because we're together;
Built forever in each other's love.


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An Amulet of Peace

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An AR16 rifle in my hands….
Seemed like such a paradox,
In the paddies and jungles of Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
A man’s life was in my hands….
That life was not only mine,
While trying to survive in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
Hoping for guidance by God’s hand….
Ignore our sin, keep us alive and safe,
While fighting in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
My duffel bag in my hand….
After 13 months, I was going home,
No more to fight in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An Honorable Discharge in my hand….
Only to be spat upon, called ‘baby killer’,
By ‘peaceniks’ against the war in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace no longer hung ‘round my neck,
The challenge of a new life was at hand….
Found love, happiness and some success,
And tried not to think of Vietnam.

Again, that same amulet of peace hangs ‘round my neck;
And I hope my friends all understand….
I want our courageous young men and women
Out of Iraq and Afghanistan.


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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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My Nest

Love is my nest.
It holds me
where all the world I see.
It saves me
from the ground
which my soul will never meet.

Up in a forest tree
hunters scattering in threes
they'll never catch me
I have love.
I am perfectly happy.

relaxed I am
I do not stress
for there isn't life
without my nest.

who cares what's below?
I am above.
love is my nest
My nest is my love.


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  
                                                                                                 
                 
                 


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This Is The Love

Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!


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We The Lost People

Our government says were incompetent –
our weapons they must take.
The 2nd Amendment no longer applies,
life, liberty and the pursuit happiness
is now at stake.

Our forefathers were merely mistaken –
this Constitution they’ve drafted in vain.
So they tear it apart piece by piece,
as We The People watch with disdain.

Your opinion doesn’t matter here –
Freedom of Speech belongs to them,
to a perverse, corrupted society,
too ignorant to see their condemned.

The Bill of Rights once ever so protected –
the Ten Commandments in every courtroom,
both now are strictly an abomination,
to this Godless Country in doom.

Take heed to their acts of subtle changes –
to their intensive need to change our creed,
People! It’s not about protecting us!
It’s about control, domination and greed!


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Universe Unwinding

  Universe Unwinding 

Wonder beyond 
Glide through clouds of doubt
Take to the clear rising at the edge
Evident as the light of day takes you down

Explode there
Merge first…. yellow gold red beams with blue
Fold on the mighty winds of distant lost commands
Cosmic tumbles to where the universe might go

Draw away from temptations false steps in space 
To all Moons and suns seen
There, the hole to the void looks through
Looks back at you

2 Mirrors face to face shine on themselves
In reflective endlessness in the dark
Making “nothing” no more or less their home
Avoid them if they shatter

Take flight on matter
Up front to the ever outward ends of time
Energy showers on in distant fractured lights 
Becoming once again no more


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Gypsy Heart

I have a Gypsy Heart
from here to there I go.
I live for adventure.

Day by day,
I never know where I will go.
Just know I will always,
follow my gypsy heart.
It takes me to all the places 
I will go, to and fro.

And I carry each and everyone of you 
in my Gypsy Heart where ever I will go.


Details | Haiku | |

Identity Crisis

                               "Flaunt the real image
                                           We were born of no mistake
                                                              Be proud and get loud".


Details | Ballad | |

Italy

The place where i once dewelled,
The place where my mother and father honey mooned,
the place where i was created,
the place where i now face hardships.
 the place now where i only see and visit graves of those i have lost.
the place  where i have dreamed many dreams.
Now the place i will never see.
Please people in Italy dream big dreams for me.
Even though I am afraid of what those dreams might be.
I know one day I have to face my destiny,
But  I am afraid of what I might become and what I might bring,
upon myself.
so i have to stay out of the rain,
and  thank mother earth 
that i have not become,
insane.


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ROUNDS OF APPLAUSE

Silver nail tips nails painted black accentuated her skin.
Her pantsuit was coordinated with her accessories.
Her conversation was of political activism.
She was sharp as a tack and her mind was keen.

She was a trailblazer in her game.
Political office she would acclaim.
The members of her party gave her the highest praise.
Approbated in opinion she spoke.
She would win this campaign was everyone’s hope.

This is my time in space she stated.
As I stand amongst my people in this political forum, our way will form.
I am filled with esteem because you believe in me.
Our struggles will be over.
Strife is economical.
We are the obsolete proof in which we construct a new school of thought.

She was given an applause.
That is when she asked…
Please, may I have your attention?

{The Power House became quiet}.

We are old-fashioned people with modern ways.
We must base our advocacy on what is out-of-date.
I have unearth the treachery of immigration.
I have exhume the undisclosed knowledge of slavery.

Once in office, I will construct.
Unveil my administration to what our goals are.
This land is my land.
I am that strength and courage.
We will correct this nation’s antiquity defeating yesterday.

{The Power House stood in ovation}.
__________________________________|
Penned on May 11, 2014!


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An End to Aloneness

In my life I often feel I am alone; alone in my thoughts, alone in my musings, alone in my day-to-day movements and unsatisfying activities. I move like a ghost through hallways and down sidewalks, unnoticed and, at times, gratefully so. 
I do not wish to be eternally alone. I long for togetherness. But despite this desire for a real connection, I find myself regularly retreating from that temperamental beast that is human interaction. 

“Come on now, sweetheart. Don’t lower your head. Don’t look away. Look up! Smile at someone! No! Don’t go back into your bedroom. Don’t lock the door! Why are you doing this?” my brain will plea. 

I can’t help myself. Aloneness is comfortable. In being alone, I don’t have to worry about anyone but myself. I don’t have to please anyone else. I can think anything I want, wear anything I want, listen to anything I want, and laugh at anything I want. 

And still there remains that nagging desire to be loved and wanted and needed by somebody. I do not know the feeling of being truly desired. I do not know what it is like for someone to crave my company, my smile, my kiss, or my touch. 

                                                                              But I would like to…

I cannot make someone love me or like me or want me in some primal way. It may hurt, but I cannot make that handsome boy want to hold my hand or brush my hair back behind my ear. I can only struggle on. I can only work within myself. I can only try every God damn day to hold my head up, keep my eyes fixed ahead, a give the world the best smile I have. I and I alone can bring myself out of the safety of my bedroom and into the bright world that lies beyond that locked door. 
	
I often find myself alone with nothing more than my thoughts and the ever-strong glow of a computer screen. But no longer will aloneness be the constant in my life. It is true that never having known the caress of a man’s hand on my thigh doesn't make me any less of a woman, but I fear that if I stay confined within myself much longer I will begin to become less of a human. A flower cannot grow if it retracts its leaves and petals every time it feels the warmth of the sun or the kiss of a gentle spring rain.  
	
And I want to grow. I want to grow so tall and blossom so big and beautifully that every place on earth is touched by my shadow at some point in the day. And I will grow. I will push myself and share myself with the world, and finally
							                                 finally
								                                   finally
know the closeness and comfort of love and honest, unabashed companionship.


Details | Free verse | |

The Rope of Hope

Ain't it strange...
That I attach to you...like a troublesome sore
Do you find it odd...
That I truly love you to the core

But it's true...I can get a little insane at times...when I'm in a certain phase
Sorry to say, but get used to my crazy, psychotic nature...or leave me to rot...
But it ain't no surprise that we all aren't normal and we all are peculiar in our own bizarre ways
Sorry to burst your bubble, but haha, yeah...I've been causing mischief and what not

You untied me from my utter demise...
And you drowned away my thoughts that spread lies
In my head...making it spin madly
Like a Mary-go-round...

But it's true...I can get a little insane at times...when I'm in a certain phase
Sorry to say, but get used to my crazy, psychotic nature...or leave me to spoil and rot....

Don't be afraid, baby
It's only in your mind...
Anxiety is brewing in your blood
And I can't seem to hold on to the rope of hope

But it ain't no surprise that we all aren't normal and we all are peculiar in our own bizarre ways
Sorry to burst your bubble, but haha, yeah...I've been causing trouble and what not

Time is ticking like a bomb about to blow up into smoke and flame
It alarms to say this, but how DARE you waste my valuable time
Time is ringing like a church bell chime...it's your time to say goodbye and it's my time to forget your name
It's alarming to hear broken records of memory replay in my head...it's almost crime

Thinking of you is wonderful and sublime

But it's true...I can get a little insane at times...when I'm in a certain phase
Sorry to say, but get used to my crazy, psychotic nature...or untie me from this tight knot

You made the decision to untie me from my utter demise...
And you drowned away my thoughts that spread lies
In my head...making it spin madly
Like a Mary-go-round...


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Be the keeper of your pain

  This is Poetry , for the reader  INTERPRETs  , 


  Why won't you leave ?
     Isn't you whom betrayed me with your actions ?
  Do I really care to tally whom started which action or reaction first ?

  No, It longer matters you see 
     Thee thrill is gone in fact died in me
  Do I want to live with anger and madness anymore ?

  Please honor my wishes , and just walk out the door
     This time take all you have in which you entered my life with.
  I only want you to find peace and love in your soul of tortured memories.

  For these memories lie within you long before I met thee
     In innocence wanting to cure and love the soul within 
  realizing I can not save you nor be your keeper of all pain.

  I Love you , Yet Love is not going to save you through this 
    I let you go now let me go and let us be free .
  I no longer wish to live with the lies anymore , let me be free.  

  Only happiness will return with change , you will see.


Details | I do not know? | |

Where Wild Violets Grow

Where Wild Violets Grow

Scribbling these verses,
caressing your bare back,
simple rhymes,
flowing from my fingertips.


Scribbling verses,
sprinkling odes to fragrant promises,
your smile lightens the burdens,
off my heavy heart.


Scribbling verses,
soaked in countless kisses,
the moonlight waltzing on your skin.


Scribbling verses,
feeling you,
your love never ceases to flow,


through the streams of my mind,
to a place of our own,
where wild violets grow



Details | Free verse | |

Stuck In The Struggle

Sometimes I get stuck in the struggle
And I forget that this life is real,
Full of real love,
Full of real people,
Full of real strength,
Full of real faith.
Look around
Because this is real.
Welcome to reality;
This is God's amazing life!


Details | Epic | |

The reason behind the reason

    A reason behind The reason
Off to uptown 
I flew for an holiday
In a resturant of
The so called v.i.p
I was as I never realise
Not until too many eyes
On me as the Afro hair
I wear speak more than 
Their eyes could tell

Oh is free world
Don't worry me
For their is a 
Reason behind the 
Reason
Why thing are the 
Way it is 

A reason behind the reason 
Like I sit dress with
My native African 
Style 
all eye never 
Stop to flash on me like
Am an alien
Hi where you 
From
What you doing 
Here 
was a question 
That never seize to 
Keep coming
Close to me was a man
On a black suite
As he asked 
How could you
As an African afford to be here
Hymmm......, that trigger a lot
In me
As I reply 

Oh is free world
Don't worry me
For their is a reason 
Behind the reason 
Why things are the
Way it is

A reason behind the reason 
Sir take a moment 
And take a walk with me
While I show a reason 
Behind the reason to what 
You might wrongly perceive
With out a notice
Talk a walk with me in
Assumes ion


Oh is a free world
don't worry me
For their is a reason
Behind the reason
Why things are the way 
It is


A reason behind the reason
With all due respect
Their is no reason for one
Never to afford what it takes 
To survive sir
Do you see those babies
On your tv screen 
They could be save 
If the greed of man 
Fail to exist as it is in Africa 
Sir You see that Africa immigrant 
On the corner of your street 
He could be talented
And use full to his country 
but his government cares not 
You see all you perceive 
About Africa could be 
Wrong for we are bless
Yet we lack good men 
On the hills of power
How come I can't afford to 
Be any where in the world 
As an African
How come we lack
Oh Sir is obvious you 
Cant observe 
You see those illness
Is an illusion 
Africa is not guilty
Of poverty 

Oh is a free world
Don't worry me
For there is a reason
Behind the reason 
Why things are the way 
It is 

 
A reason behind the reason 
For I to be here sir
Is never a miracle
For the earth is our planet
And Africa is never deferent
Either are africans below human
Oh sir don't be surprise
That I can afford what 
You feel is expensive for 
A kind like me
Is not my fault to be 
An African 
For here we are as nature
Permit
Isolation is excluded 
In the world of nature 
All you see sir about
Africa got a reason 
Why is that way
Here you see sir
That for all you
Perceive as truth
Their is 
A reason behind 
The reason
It is what 
It is


Oh is a free world 
Don't worry me
For there is a reason 
Behind the reason
Why things are the
Way it is


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 | Rhyme | |

I've Danced on Tables

I’ve danced on tables

My boots laced high

I have that kinda style

Cognac in one hand

Tambourine in another

I go on for miles

Songs of sorrow

Songs of love

Sweeping the night time air

Stars all aglitter 

A toast to you

Glasses raised high in the air

We sang and we danced

We laughed and romanced

Days that lasted forever

Now we look on

As they dance to our song

Our days have but gently ended


Details | Rhyme | |

Who Will STAND UP For Jesus


I've heard of those who say they're "happy and gay." Where are those who proclaim; "Jesus is the only Way?" I've heard of many who discuss creation vs. evolution. Where are those who proclaim Jesus is the solution? I've heard of many who chose an "alternate lifestyle." Where are those...who for Jesus... will go "the extra mile?" There are those who say; "Jesus isn't real!" Where are those who'll confess HIM with a passion and a zeal? There’s so many who sit in their church's pew. Where are those... Whom to Christ… Will say; ‘I LOVE YOU!” There’s too many who are on their way to hell. Where are those who truly love Jesus? Can you tell??? I know of a redeeming savior's mercy and grace. His love has been extended to the human race. Jesus speaks a loving call and merciful plea... He says; "take up your cross and follow me!" Jesus brings true gladness and overflowing joy! This is freely offered to every man, woman, girl and boy! NOW is the day of salvation & the accepted time! Christ can change us! And renew our mind! I know that very soon.. Jesus is coming again! Where are those who desire to be cleansed within? I know that an abundant life is what Jesus will freely give! Where one can find eternal life! And a true meaning to live! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Couplet | |

Admiral Lord Nelson

Blessed with ingenuity, he fought advancing tyranny
That stormed the sea in twenty-three  great warships sailing furiously.

That day, October twenty-first, saw Admiral Nelson at his worst,
As cannons roared, while gunners cursed. The times were changed, the tides reversed.

Lord Nelson, as an admiral brave with all his fleet defied the grave,
His native land and king to save:-- his life for freedom's cause he gave.

In but a half a dozen hours he humbled Europe's finest pow'rs,
And toppled Tyranny's highest tow'rs; yet Vict'ry found him crowned with flow'rs,

And not a place the crown to lay, on him, nor all who died that day
In sending Britain's foes away, across the stormy seas of grey.


Details | Pantoum | |

Perfection, Perfectly

Perfection, Perfectly (A pantoum)

That thing hung over me
Like a musty old cloak
Grown heavy with hate moss
Dripping from its frayed edges

Like a musty old cloak
Warning me he was coming!
Dripping from its frayed edges
So I could be ready

Warning me he was coming
To serve perfection, perfectly
So I could be ready,
While walking on eggshells

To serve perfection, perfectly
I was shattered, but still whole
While walking on eggshells,
Dodging hurled glasses of iced tea

I was shattered, but still whole
Your lips pulled thin angry white
Dodging hurled glasses of iced tea
In the hell known as my life

Your lips pulled thin angry white
You made me so scared
In the hell known as my life
But I endured you

You made me so scared!
Now the cloak has been burned
But I endured you
My flesh survived

Now the cloak has been burned
Grown heavy with hate moss
My flesh survived
That thing hung over me


Details | Imagism | |

UNSTOPPABLE SELF

Today, i did get one year older...
Not anymore like a little toddler..
Right unto my two shoulders..
Not pebbles; nor stones; nor even boulders..

Boulders, not of familial responsibilities..
Rather it's outweighing my uncertainties..
Focusing myself to assets not of liabilities..
Uncovering, realizing my possibilities...

Vaguely maybe our future..
It's alright: soon it will be cleared as pictures..
Strong and aggressively acts like vultures..
I am more than them, as I am God's creature..

Distractions; ammunition alienation..
I do not agree even to imitation..
Continuously breathing in exaltation..
I do not mind if I'll be in exhaustion..

I denounce anything primal..
Yet, i still pray for all criminal..
Sometimes, i use to cope by denial..
Surpassing with all my might from any trial..

The love with in me is too compelling..
I can not stop cause I'm too willing..
As high as the enlightened ceiling.
I will respond politely and bravely to any calling...


Details | Imagism | |

GENUINE PINOY

7,100 islands, you are made up..
Pearl of the orient seas, that's how you are..
Cradle of four civilization, historians says..
Only Christian nation, even they speak..

Abounded with vast green forests..
Surrounded by shallow to deep trenches...
Choose wether to white and black sands of beaches..
Each island is an enticement...

Every province has it's own native delicacy...
Each one is known for its festival felicity..
Poor as it may seem yet great in hospitality..
Enabling each tourist to feel welcome in grandiosity...

Look around, you will see a smile..
Scattered genuine friendship in mile..
Wether you are black, white or yellow skin..
They don't care as long as you're clean...

Clever and intelligent...
Creative and truly magnificent..
Small probably by height..
Yet, if known you'll be full in sight..

God fearing - spirited by nature..
Responsible enough for the future..
Families implants love to nurture..
Obviously seen in each Filipino creature...

By: olive_eloi
26/09/2013
10:29am


Details | Light Poetry | |

WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE ME

WHO ARE YOU TO SAY THAT IM SLOW.
WHO ARE YOU TO SAY THAT IM RETARED.
WHO ARE YOU TO SAY THAT I CAN'T READ.
WHO ARE YOU TO SAY THAT I CAN'T DO MATH OR COUNT
WHO ARE YOU.

WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE ME
NOBODY ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME.

WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHAT I CAN OR CAN'T DO.
WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHAT MY FUTURE IS GOING TO BE.
WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHAT I LOOK LIKE.
WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHAT IM GOING TO BE OR BECOME
NOBODY.

WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE ME
NOBODY ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME.


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part III

An azure ocean
Displaced by mighty blackness
The horizon dies


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

FIRST DATE

This is me at seventeen. I am going on my first date. In front of my house, I sat on his hip. He kissed me softly on the lips. We talked for hours. My first date is in the old ages. We are courting. I was nineteen and carefree, when I saw him. He came through an ally, said howdy, and asked me who my boyfriend was. I responded that I did not have one. Thus, asking was he attracted. He begin to do the woo woo song before it was on radio and this was quite funny. We started spending time with each other. This is my first date. The aphorism of this all is a two year gap with irony beginning that it took me two years to get pregnant. My first date is my baby’s daddy. Marry whom?


Details | Free verse | |

What Burden

I sing because I'm happy, I sing because I'm free
 Because the burden of slavery is no longer on me
 I've seen the thunder and the rain
 But like a plant outside, only growth I've gained

Stopped by the police, he just wanted to see
 What a black man was doing in a Grand Marquis
 Was reaching for my insurance, he said it was a gun
 Just a book about black man's struggle he had overcome

But see, he thought I was scared and wanted to hide
 But I sat in my driver's seat with all of my pride
 He couldn't get me mentally, so he drove away
 Yeah I' black, and my car came from a mom who would pray

See these statistics say black males just fight, kill and fail
 Do a poll on me, guarantee you'll change ideals of a black male
 See you think my emotions are bursting at the seams
 But I'm not an idealist, I'm a realist with dreams

My intelligence is leaving you scared, putting you in fear
 Yeah I said it, didn't Tyson your ear so I know you could hear
 The past is the past, back then they'd have to fight
 But I don't have to cause I was born with rights

America loves to call black dads deadbeats
 But can't acknowledge the ones finding their kids food to eat
 My black mama did it on her own and never had to steal
 And made sure me and my sister always had a meal

The first male in my family to go to college for a degree
 Yeah look passed the nappy hair and beard before analyzing me
 Been passing racial slurs generation to generation, it's time for an interference
 Cause I'm not a colored man, I'm a man with a different appearance

Yeah Dr. King fought for me and other blacks
 But he's gone now, so I don't need his actions on my back
 Don't read me wrong, I'm thankful for what he did
 But integration is wide open and segregation has a closed lid

These old racists need to go and plead the fifth
 So that future kids can see racism as just a myth
 Let this grudge end and just live your life
 Cause you're only stabbing the Constitution with a knife

Thank you for the slurs, lynchings and KKK
 Cause now you're all too tired to block the future so get out of our way
 My father in heaven made me, so I was meant to black
 He instilled wisdom in me, while you're intelligence slacks

So please tell me what burden do I have to bear
 Success is my future and now you're in a scare
 My light beams bright as the sun, you're unlit
 Struggles are done, I'm hear to stay so deal with it

http://soundcloud.com/abraham-t-shaw/what-burden


Details | Couplet | |

I PURSUE MY BLESSINGS

I PURSUE MY BLESSINGS On this voyage that I travel, I seek. Treasure is to be found by me. Many miles away I must go to fulfill my soul. This journey I have chosen will end soon. I will treasure the memory the knowledge found. Many miles away I must go to fulfill souls. I am not tripping because I am expeditious. The crossing I chance is for riches. Many miles away I must go ambiance call. I have trek in South Africa. I roamed in the West Indies, etc... Many miles away I must go to prefect. I wandered far and wide. I found a life fortified. To flaunt the blessings I have found. Equipped to conquer more, I am satisfied, thus far. Many miles away I ponder. My rewards are humongous. The world knows. Wealth is shown. Many miles away I treasure hunt. A job well done! _________________________________/ Sponsor: Roger Horsch Contest Name: Many Miles Away Entry Date: March 29, 2014 Date Written: March 29. 2014 Motif: Many miles away


Details | Lyric | |

Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


Details | Ballade | |

Australia, my destiny

Australia, my destiny

When I was just a tiny lad
I met my uncle Will
He hailed from West Australia
And my mind he did fill
With stories of the Kangaroos
And all of its wild life
I knew that I would live there someday
When ere the time was rife.

When I was just a teenager
I met a fine young girl
She hailed from West Australia
And put me in a whirl
As she spoke to me about this land
Where now I choose to dwell
We married and she brought me here
To this land I love so well.

When I arrived in this great land
It felt like paradise
Oh, I could never live back home
Nay, not for any price
It must have been my destiny
To come to this fine country
Where everything is so laid back
And feels so very free.

12 November 2013 @1213hrs.


Details | Quatrain | |

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.


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.


Details | Verse | |

Myself and I

Something in my brain
Has driven me so insane
That I thought, without you in my life
Why keep the will to fight
Or stand up for anything at all?
I had slipped fallen
Fallen on the ground,
So quietly, it did not make a sound.
You could hear me though
Whispering in the silence of my hot mess
While he watched me get undressed,
I was in distress
Then he slipped off my dress,
And lied and told me he loved me again
And I believed him until the end,
But I am stronger now, 
No one to lean on but myself,
So I let the sun beat down upon me
Suddenly, I start to feel  happy
I start to feel free
This must be what it feels like to be me,
I am so happy to finally be set free
I would never want to be anyone else but me;


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Only Everything - Part One

 
From premature to adolescence, but I'm still just a kid.
In the shadows of the underground, but you found me when I hid.
You allowed me to live, by giving me this ability.
Gave me this tranquility, offered this accountability,

You picked up the boulder up when you found me hiding under this rock,
you lit the candle, and gave me some light when I was used to the dark.
You were my spark, and I never take it for granted,
you're all I got, you gave me hope, when I was left empty handed.

My hands were cold, and you gave me the gloves that I needed,
the coat that I wanted, so bad I helplessly pleaded, my team retreated,
and now I'm alone in this war, with a knife in each hand,
until my enemies relentlessly tore down my door, and I ran.

But you gave me the power, of a morphological being,
I rose up and I squashed them, I found the strength to defeat them.
Now I'll delete them, I don't need a cynosure to write,
I keep my distance when I shoot, metaphorically call it a snipe.


This is my life, so you can take it or leave it, but I gotta walk with it,
so before you talk with it, lock your lips, staples work just as good,
I'm living underground, I'm alone, but I think I'm doing what I should.
Exactly how you would, exactly how you could..  you're Only Everything.


Details | Sonnet | |

Forbidden Fornication

Her father said no, 
But her eyes screamed yes. 
Her body was the kind, 
That needed no rest. 

What is forbidden, 
I desire most. 
Especially a woman 
With curves to boast. 

I saw in her eyes, 
Her wild intention. 
For me to fulfill 
With all my attention. 

Later that night, 
Guided by moon light 
& the smell of perfume, 
I crept through the shadows 
& found her room. 

A pebble or two 
Found her attention. 
The moment she saw me, 
She knew my intention. 

So I helped her down 
From her window sill. 
Her hand was shivering 
From the chill & the thrill. 

She followed me back 
To my secret garden, 
Where we made love senselessly 
I beg your pardon. 

She felt like a virgin 
In need of my touch. 
Her thighs held my waist 
In the tightest clutch. 

Daddy’s little girl 
Was a girl no more. 
In public, a woman 
In private, a whore 

Her legs were shaking 
Beside my ears. 
In ecstasy, screaming 
Pleasure through tears. 

After her climax 
She whispered to me, 
"Never mind my tears, 
They are not of sorrow." 
I said, 
"I know my dear, 
Same time tomorrow?"


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 | Free verse | |

OF a Tree, Thee, and an Angel's Fee

Force feed me the taste of your skin

‘You will have to break my chastity belt wide open now
for I have sold myself into silent slavery to this ….our universal broken heart

even you will have to try hard……to save me now

I cannot recall your sounds…your hand motions 
as they devoured the subtle softness of me 
drew round my curvaceous places in curling ownership
intimacies’ sweetest embrace 

But too…you move to me 
with a ferocity that mowed the grass down  to a short golf course length 
from the living room table where you drew it happening… a hundred years ago

The length of your hair too has been a subject of much debate 
Love
that surging heavenly song...that told our story so well
 
like that movie from long ago about the girl who cut off and sold her hair to buy her love a golden watch fob and chain …the one who sold his golden watch to buy her a beautiful clip pin for her gorgeous long hair 
………………………………..you see how this goes …with true love

We cut off our noses and then turn backs on our faces 
and on each other on Facebook 

Itself the enemy…where only devils and the luckiest of angels spread


Tread on me beloved!
till I am awakened 
to our lips 
 which just now in writing I suddenly can feel meeting again

taste 
smell 
the salted brine of your pure water and sometimes beer soaked self

Is it me you feared 
as you said Good bye?

How little you know me 

like the formation of the first ever green tree grows up one limb at a time 
from a base long song of deep roots and strong center...so beautiful the Hosts stagger before its creation ….Halleluiah
The limbs sprouting forth like the wings bursting out of the flesh of the first angel 
who died in agony as they were formed….exploding from his shoulders
moving her hair aside as the arch of wing thrust like white tree limb from the goodness within
and the reincarnation of true kindness was born to the conscious of itself

so my love knows no limit 
my soul no separation
and my being no longing


Details | Free verse | |

Spirit Of Love

Inside my heart
Over flowing
A sea of love
My spirit free
Love taking lead
My inner consciousness, awakening
Inner realisations, coming to light
Experiencing the wonders of our universe
Discovering who I am
In the spirit of love


Details | Verse | |

It Is Time

It is time to join the battle my friends.
It is time to save some lives.
It is time to sound the bugle my friends.
It is time to end the strife.
It is time to forgive the abuses my friends.
It is time to stop taking the lord’s name in vain.
It is time to channel the truth my friends.
It is time to love again.
So sound the horn light the beacon.
Let love and peace never be beaten.
Carry the flags of all great nations,
as we join hands honoring life’s creations.


Details | Rhyme | |

Show No Fear

Show No Fear

Show no fear for a pain torn
mind rejects sleight of hand
Gilded spoon of royalty born
stifles honor in heart of man

Rest beneath purple shields
courage gained never yields
A battle to win another day
fights fear in feet of clay

Stand above shadows path
spit on dark gifted wrath
Embrace fate's only gift
soul steeled to so uplift

Man's life set to upstage
wisdom of a dead hero's age
Secure in a state of grace
content just seeing the race

Epic wins by courage's will
finished with blood to spill
Kingdom won upon mere whim
God's grace setting upon him

Show no fear of a tragic, lingering death
Life cries out with desperate, bated breath!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-05-2014


Details | Couplet | |

TOGETHER

I would never write poetry to compete.
      I write poetry to express me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Pessimist

How do you expect me to be less of a pessimist and more of an optimist. When you’re pessimistic about my optimism.


Details | Free verse | |

Your Love Is The Strongest

Send me to the darkest places;
That's where I feel You strongest.
A kiss and hug down the deepest alleys;
Never letting go, Your love is the strongest.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Man for The People's

     For the people of S. Africa, Nelson Mandela You're hold in high degree.
     Even 27 yrs. of your incarceration (prison) couldn't damper your
     spirit for one day you were set free {Nelson Mandela} the leadership
     you broughtforth was not a word can vividualy describe the lost of
     lives and the hatred of the white oppressor's that made life as misir-
     able as they sought it to be.
     For the people you said that you will die, for the people you became the
     President and the formation of the ANC {Africa Nat'll Conference} becomes
     the foundation for peace and aparthied and joy is restore, the whole world
     takes notice and the people's salutes you.  "Africa is a Great Nation."
     Your love for prosperity is often overshadow by the plight of a strugge-
     ling society of which you fought to assemble onto a frontier of promising
     hope.  "I will alway's strife to accomblished the best of my ability to forgive
     and forget," for I've learn just by watching you, and you are a big Inspira
    tion for God has annoittend you with a fighting spirit, that spirit is felt through-
    out Sowetto.
    "Man of the People's, Pres. Mandela may your memory be on hearts of the
     whole-wide-world," "for the people may cry tears but the nation as a whole
     will remember you with shouts and cheer's."


Details | Free verse | |

It's Simple

It's simple.
We make it much more complicated than it is;
Just live.


Details | Monorhyme | |

Yodas Warning

Wish I, future could not see.
Sad I am, for what will be.
Tell you, I won’t to any degree.
Days these are, troubling to me,
Heed time, bold be, resist plea.
Changes see I, you not be free.
Jedis’ wisdom, tells just to flee.
Too win one day, falter not thee.
Honesty must keep, fall not on knee.
Afraid be, before soul is esprit.
For granted, take all things, we.
In woods standing tall like tree,
Spreading our lives in hurry,
Flowing, care without, Waves Sea,
Beyond thyself, watch for tragedy.
For benevolent Jedi, mindful of evil be.


Details | I do not know? | |

Escape

This is my escape 
I'm breaking free
This is my confession
I'm running away
Away from the past 
Away from the pain
I'm letting go 
'Cause I'm tired
Tired of this pain.
So,
This is my escape 
I'm breaking free 
This is my confession 
'Cause I'm running out 
Out of time 
So let me go!
'Cause I'm taking off now
I'm flying away
Away from the past 
Away from the pain
'Cause I've had enough
Enough of this tragedy.
So,
This is my escape 
I'm breaking free
This is my confession
No more to be afraid
No heartbreak
'Cause I no longer will take this pain!
Away from the past 
Away from the pain
So,
This is my escape
I'm breaking free
This is my confession 
I will no longer let you bind me!


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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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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 


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Forged Unity

The blind self righteous scald dreams
The rotting of robotic conformists
Shadowing every new dawn
Weaving the web of lies snaking around the necks of the sentenced
The punishment of invisibility
A life confined to the masks of the ball

While the truth overwhelms
Alive in the hearts of the condemned
Shrunken beneath the shadows
The intensity of their happiness hidden
Their secret suffering in shrouds
As they are painted grey
The truth in their eyes removed
And shackled to the lines of society
Marching the imperceptible boxed walls

It is melancholic march of the heart wrenched
The unjustified price in avoidance of the public hanging
At the revealing of our truth


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Stone in your shoe

There’s a stone in your shoe! 
You smile but half smile,
You walk, but feel pain. 
You try to dance, but can’t!
You try to sing, but stammer! 
You try to shake it out, 
But that tiny little stone remains.
A never ending reminder 
That you will never dance with all you heart, 
Or laugh with all you soul, 
Or sing without your stammer. 
You will never relax in conversation 
‘Til you choose to physically remove that stone!
When then and only then...
Could you dance with all your heart, 
Laugh with all your soul, 
And sing without your stammer. 
With only the distant memory of your discomforting pain. 
Only an uncomfortable memory 
From which you can finally find your present peace and comfort.


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Scars of an Inner Child

You are not the man, you want to be
You said you were my Father, till, I discovered different
Enduring, daily beatings
Bashing the living day lights, out of a woman and a child
Repetitive, bad ass attitude, nasty streak
Mean and aggressive!
Fists, knives and guns, your weapons of chose
Out of control, abusive, devious
Relentless, over – bearing!
Breaking me, piece by piece
Confusing a child, with unhealthy love
Hand fed your bullshit, brain washed
Using me as your human, punching bag
This innocent child’s blood, staining your callas hands
My child’s curiosity, asking you one day
“Why do you hurt me and Mum?”
Your retort: “I am not your blood!”
I didn't understand, back then
Now, as an adult, I clearly understand!
Believe me, when I say
There was never a day that went past
That you didn't remind me of that!
My freedom, restrained
My sanity, tested
Caged, like a wild bird in captivity
Behind bars, looking out
 Here, I am today, free from your grip
Nursing, this inner child’s, bleeding love


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8:15 To Freedom

Do you hear the train a'whistlin'?
I wonder where she's a'goin'.
Can she be boundin' toward freedom?
Well, there's freedom in Jesus!
And that's all we need!


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Patradoot or The Messenger 26/Many

Patradoot or The Messenger26 /Many 
  
English version by  Ravindra K Kapoor 
Originally written in Hindi by my 
Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor


These Indian women, who were called salves of man,
And even showed as degraded by the writer publisher Ms. Mayo,
You would see, what courage and bravery they have shown,
You can witness and see from your eyes, dear letter.

You will see them fighting fearlessly, dear letter,
While wearing beautiful saffron color sarees,
As if,  the goddess of courage is giving them strength,
To peacefully face lathe's and beatings on them,

Some where you will witness on your way, dear letter,
How bravely these women are struggling, while bearing,
Tortures and lathe’s in love of their motherland,
They go even to jails without fearing cruealities.

Such was the courage faced by brave and bold Indira,*
The only daughter of Kamla* on Zero Road, dear letter,
When she saved the honor of national flag,
While fearlessly struggling to carry on the procession.

Ravindra

Kanpur India 6th August 2010                                 to continue in 27

*Kamala …Full name Mrs. Kamla Nehru. The reference is for the mother of Mrs. Indira Gandhi or the late 1st woman Prime Minister of India.. Kamla Nehru wife of Jawaharlal Lal Nehru. She was a great social worker and Freedom fighter. My mother or the writer's ( Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor ) wife to whom the entire Patradoot is dedicated used to go with Late Kamla Nehru,  as her regular companion to awaken the women and men living even in poverty and slums areas of Allahabad

* Indira   or Mrs. Indira Gandhi. The reference is of Mrs. Indira Gandhi, who later on became the Prime Minister of India. She was taking part in the non-violent movement of Mahatma Gandhi, even while she was quite young. Indira Gandhi was also from Allahabad.

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Patradoot in Hindi was originally written by my father late
Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor in 1932, when he was imprisoned
by the British, as he was fighting for India's freedom 
under the leadership of Mahatma Gandhi. After India’s
independence as a true follower of Gandhi Dr. Amar Nath 
Kapoor left active politics and devoted rest of his life in 
writing easy mass literature and wrote many Dramas, 
Poetry books, epics. All his other literary 
works were mainly written from 1955 to 1990. 
He left this mortal world in 1994. 




 


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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 Vital Holy Day

Getting ready for
Passover to shed us might
For joyous future

The significance 
Of God’s holiday is way
More vital than us 


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soul dance

spinning round and round till i fly up
and hit ground
turning into sea
pleasing me
i grab the bass fish gliding past
free
i dive into the eyes of the brown green scales
head first never fails
in the soul of the beast i sit 
bare
my locks float around the fish shell
his hearts beat started to move me
onto my feet
bend my knees
shake my hips
rattle my brain
clap my hands
the soul of the fish is where i spend the rest of my plans


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God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

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

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


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Feel The Love

Diving deep, into the void, within
Washing, cleansing, myself clean
Trusting without expectation
Letting go of, what I am familiar with
Allowing the divine, infinite spirit to guide me
Teaching me how to live
Growing inside my heart and mind
Larger than my mind’s ego
As I consciously shed light, upon my self created burdens
Lighting up, my made up fears, my mind has believed, all these years
All the mistakes I have made, now become my greatest blessings
Showing me how to love, without attachment
Discovering, who I truly am


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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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Jesus Picked Me Up When I Fell Down


Jesus Picked Me Up, When I Fell Down! Jesus picked me up, when I fell down. He planted my feet on solid ground! There was a deep pit, that my life fell into! At first, I wasn’t sure who to call out to! When it seemed like life was overwhelming me! Christ was there! And said that he’d help me! He reached down with an outstretched arm. And pulled me out of danger and harm! I’m thankful that Jesus was there! And he found me! Now each day… His love surrounds me! Thank you my lord, for being my friend! And rescuing me from the deep pit of sin! Jesus is my savior! And shall forever be! The only one who can truly set me free! By Jim Pemberton


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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. 


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

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

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

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

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

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

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

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

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

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

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


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Rythem in Life

Is it the rhythm in life
That we have issues and strife
The rhythm in life is a beat
A beat that puts you heart out in the street
The street is where it all goes down
It goes down to make you frown  
Some people laugh and play 
Other people sit and stay  
We all want to wear it 
And even compare it 
In my room sometime strain at the wall 
In my mind hear my conscience call
In life alone 
We don’t pick up the phone
And we lose the milestone 
The trust of the fact that 
We are not all that!


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Un Uncontrolled Passion And Unquenchable Desire

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An Uncontrolled Passion and Unquenchable desire!


An uncontrolled Passion and unquenchable desire,
Will lead your soul to an
uncontrollable fire!

This will lead to an unquenchable flame.
Things in your life will never again
be the same!

The passions and urges that led you down this path.
Will not spare your soul from Satan's awful wrath.

He will not spare you of what your longs to have.
No matter what you hold on to.
No matter what you grab!

All the counseling in the world could never take away.
The sin you have in your heart.
No matter what others say!

The uncontrollable urges that seem to burn from within.
Are now causing you grief,
in your life, once again!

The only power that can cleanse and wash you clean...
Is the blood of Jesus!  He is God!
 And can do ANYTHING!

Won't you seek his help?  Won't you reach out
and take his hand?
Everything you're gong through...
He already understands!

Whatever you're holding on to.
Whatever person you may be...
Only the blood and power of Jesus
can totally set you FREE!

Please come Lord Jesus and restore
our lives with your grace!
It's only in you, dear Jesus,
that we have a "resting place."

Thank you Jesus for helping us to receive
fulfillment inside.
By your love and forgivenss...
There's nothing more to hide!

By Jim Pemberton    05/11/13







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Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne

Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne! Christ stepped down, from his heavenly throne. He came to earth… For 33 years, he called it his home! His mission had one purpose and desire in mind! He was to one day, be a sacrifice for mankind! He taught and gave us his words, powerfully spoken! He knew that one day, his body would be broken! He desired that all, would one day, come to know him! Because of his resurrection, all can receive him! He’s alive today! And reigns from heaven above! And desires to touch us, with his endless love! Won’t you humbly come, and accept what he’s given? And experience the power, of being forgiven! This can be your moment! This can be YOUR day! He loves you much more, than words can say! All honor and praise, to Christ Jesus, our king! You are our righteousness! Our everything! By Jim Pemberton


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Confession

The fox gnaws flaking muscle
From speechless rabbit, cold
In mind and body. Men shiver
As bodies dry, spat from river.

Rings of globes circle hands
Of the thoughtless, so beaten
From paths to be told of Him, 
Waiting until eyes grow dim.

Walking among us is plague,
Standing above us is but love,
These winds will claw our youth
While faith entraps this truth.

Winter comes but we survive,
Breath and bones, colonies thrive.


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IMPERFECT ME

                                       I don’t write to be recognized
                                            I write for confession
                                                 An expression 
                                            My inner most wants
                                             It’s like redemption
                                    Acceptance of my incorrectness
                                               My imperfections
                                             My human emotions
                                                   I love hard
                                                     I’m a liar
                                                  I break hearts
                                       I mend hearts, I'm a care taker
                                        I’m at peace with my decisions
                                       I’m the best friend you ever had
                                                 I’m a deceiver
                                      I’m the same coin with two sides
                                                      I’m a giver
                                                      I’m a taker
                                                    I’m conflicted
                                                     I’m deluded
                                                       I live life
                                                 I have experience
                               I am for sure one hundred percent human
                                         Filled with so many emotions


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spirits that will outlast

  I'm the sentient of individuality,
the warrior of my path,
free from anything claiming power,
that laughs at social wrath,
that walks with firm ability,,
  I'm the control at present,
that nothing steers for me,
the navigator twards sole horizons,
free destinations I independently see,
honor of my life's intent,,
  Sole creators of this choice,
that others look to see,
that leads with independent indifference,
knowing that it's not free,
leading with the strongest voice,,
  This independence the hardest road,
but worth it above all,
knowledge of this gained wisdom,
you'll rise above the call,
power of one so bold,,
  The ancestors of ancient past,
knew this all too well,
always striving twards independent light,
staring down faces of hell,
true spirits that will outlast.


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Feather Beauty Bright

I spy, a feather beauty bright
With speckled blush on breast
Basking within the thicket light
Dancing round about her tiny branch 
 
Your fluttering sight beholding
Within the snowy briar
Bathing among the warmth
Of the morning's golden glory

Its brilliance your own crown of halo
Like a sunburst that swallows
Up the end of February's sigh 
As other feathers flusters zoom right by

The ginger little fellows all dappled, scramble
A merry-go-round within a flight
Threading joyous song throughout your bramble
As further flocks of scurry, hurry fly

On parade teasing wings of faerie sprites
A musical path of crisscross kites
But, you little one are the daring, bursting forth
With higher operatic songs, to startle and scold those spry

Feather beauty bravely 
Upon your perch chest thrust out boldly
Nonsense rhymes and a new found might
Chase away the imps of finch and thrush
And keep yourself the sunbeams for its light

And bask yourself once more this time
Among the drops of melting dripping snow
And gather up all tis full
Feasting here, where the wild wild berries grow
 
But, in the end you are their kin 
And soon, my fairy feathered friend you too must go
Out, onto twittering leafy stemmy stem and off...
Into the yonder of the coming spring to rove


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Am I Still Forgiven

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


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Hope is

Hope is.....

Hope is the torch which keeps darkness at bay
a solitary beacon to show us the way
Hope is the magic that greets the new day
and should be the last thing that we give away
Hope is the dream that will come tomorrow
not a simmering mask underneath your sorrow.
Hope is the sparkle when tears fill you eyes
strengthens hellos and softens goodbyes.
So add hope to all that you have planned
cos sometimes roses do grow on sand.......


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Difficult Trials -Part 1-

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

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

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

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

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


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What's Happening to Marriages Today

What’s Happening to Marriages Today?

I was listening to someone just the other day…
And I couldn’t believe what he had to say!

He had left his wife and children for another!
She was young enough to be his daughter!

Here they were, “in love” and holding hands!
Hoping to soon, get their “wedding bands!”

They were pretending that this was so “cool.”
Living now by their own “set of rules!”

How sick and disgusting this is getting to be!
Is this something that many can’t see?

God gave us Adam and Eve to become one.
To bear fruit through daughters and sons!

He gave us marriage as holy vows are made.
Not to march in an “adulterous parade!”

We are treading on very dangerous ground!
Faithfulness and commitment 
are scarcely found!

The very definition of marriage is changing!
As the family unit is always rearranging!

Our only hope is in Jesus!  And him alone!
Let’s promote his love! Into our hearts and home!

Let’s allow his love to be our heart’s glue!
And bring new meaning to the words; “I love you!”

May his love bind our hearts and lives together!
And remain faithful to each other forever!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Seasoned Child

A seasoned child with a voice to hear,
A voice that echoes through hearts and mind,
Her innocence shattered, but not through fear,
The perpetrators will pay their fine.
Her courage carries her through life,
And no one now will dare forget,
The echoes that will always strive 
To change the fortunes of regret.
They cry too soon, “She’s gone away…”
Beneath the tears, you hear her breathe,
They pray to God and hope they may
Never see the country seethe.
The country’s hopes are carried on
The shoulders of this seasoned child,
With a voice that thunders at dawn,
This land of hers has been beguiled.


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Time -part 2-

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

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


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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 | 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!


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PRAISE THE LORD

Get your house in order.
Get your life right.
Repent from your sins.
Magnify humanity to a point of surrender of all perils.
You are only your savior.

Survival is your essence.
Strength weakens the evil that possess.
Give your burdens to the omnipotent and praise his presence.
Shout hallelujah when you feel the need.
You are seeing your spirit aglow.
Know that you are the master of your soul.

Clap your hands giving yourself an encore.
You know that you are specter shown.
Stomp when the spirit enters.
Your presence is wraith of the known God.
Remunerate and worship
Reflect and shout
This is your house in order.

Tell the world you been saved from your evil ways.
Share your vision as your mission unto God.
You are a crusader in a cause.
Your house is now in order because you praised the Lord.

Shout Hallelujah Amen!


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OFF THE GRID

Sometimes, somehow i am asking.. is the right time is now carry over cross the river chase your dream scream.. make it extreme there is nothing you cannot do if you had the courage get out of your cage get into the nature change for the future time to break the chain just think how to gain encourage people how to be as a whole a land to eternity everyone have integrity no partiality


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part II

The Med between us
The gusts make me think of you
Storms... it’s just like home.


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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!


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I Am A Spark Of Life

A spark of life
Fire in my belly
Giving what I have
Serving you
Honouring, who I truly am
Loving you, in return


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.


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Forever Changed

No longer here to sulk;
That only yields more pain.
Here I am to live these words:
I am forever changed.


Details | Free verse | |

Ignorance meets Insanity

Seriousness settles in, like an old friend
Seriousness spreads like a disease
Infecting us, accelerating, our aging process 
Our youthfulness, our playfulness, slowly slipping away
Our wonder in life, diminishing
Seriousness leading to rigidness, pathway to small mindedness!

Days and years, rolling into one
Colourless, lifeless, mundane, dull and boring
“What day is it?”
“Don’t smile or your face might crack!”
Judgemental, cantankerous!
Pompous attitudes, of modern day man

Stubbornness and ignorance, clinging to what’s familiar
Seriousness, up tightness, humourless, imagination vanished, pathway to madness!
The mind focused on its self created drama’s
Fears constantly being stimulated, from our outside world
Personal insecurities, constantly being triggered, inside
The past lives on, the present forgotten 
What was once important, now, left on the back burner
Hard headed, victim orientated
Righteous, self absorbed
Emptiness, hollowness, helplessness

Seriousness and ignorance, walk hand in hand
Becoming, our best friends
The vampire suckers of vitality
Sucking the life, out of our personal goals and childhood dreams
Lose of faith, gradually, losing our way
Lost, amongst the thick of it
Not knowing any different
Everything becoming an illusion
Seeing things as it should be
In our own little universe, no one else’s!

Entrapment of the mind
Our, personal intelligence, laying dormant
Body and mind, riddled with dis - ease
Heart beating hard, starving for a substance, we call love
Numb, to the outside
Numb, on the inside
Desensitized!
Going crazy!
Consumed with our own self created loneliness and separation
Ignorance meets insanity!


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 | Rhyme | |

I Bless Your Name My Lord

I Bless Your Name, My Lord! I bless your name, my Lord and friend! I shall sing of your praise again and again! I bring a heart of worship and thanksgiving! May I honor you, in the way I am living! I shall tell others of your mighty acts and deeds! It's in you alone, who can supply all of our needs! I want to let you, and the whole world know... Of your love and grace, in reaching the lost soul! I’m delighted and grateful, just to know you! Each day that I live, may I take time to bless you! Your name is worthy of praise! Glory in the highest! I'm here today, because of your mercy and kindness! You've given to me a life that I never had! I'm so honored to know you! And very glad! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme royal | |

A Dying Man's Plight to Live

Enter darkness, soothe my pain
Make me feel alive again
Any words to harsh to say
Make this vessel, pave my way

Burning fire, stew my bones
Just anything to steer my goals
Align this weary and confused soul
Define that future, review my role

Young apprentice, bleed me dry
Pump adrenaline into these dry eyes
Flay my body, roast my thighs
Bake my innards. I want to come alive

I crave your static, excite my mind.
Renew my senses choke my lifeline
In these last few years I have but lived a lie
I want to see again, though I’m destined to die

My days are few, my breathings in vain.
I’d rather live an hour than be a trade or a slave.
While men do slumber, I stare awake
Reliving regret as I waste away

The shoes men wear, leave no cast
Unless you see the present, there is folly in past
Live no boundaries, why not take a chance?
I’ll take this brief journey until my last.


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


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Tribute To The Intellectual Pathfinder

Majored in Social Anthropology -
Healdtown a significant influence 
in his life .Not only was Mafeje an 
influential academic, he was a man 
of brilliance, intellect and insight.


His trials and tribulations were many. For example,
Archibald addressed a crowd which was ‘illegally gathered’,
and for that reason he was arrested.  He did not despair. 
A force in the fight against injustices and marginalisation.
A custodian of African heritage, awareness and identity.

A protector of the African identity, of African roots and rights;
Mafeje contributed to South Africa and its nationals. An ‘intellectual
pathfinder’ who played his role in enhancing  the people of Africa’s 
knowledge and self –worth. That which he bestowed, both on the scholarly
and political spheres  was no mean feat. He shone in both scholastic and 
insightful ways. A man of brilliance, intellect and insight. A focused pathfinder.

He laid the foundation for future African scholars embarking on a similar               path of study. He also raised the benchmark in his field of study. A fountain of 
knowledge and an author and researcher of repute.A focused pathfinder.


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Do You Listen to What God Has to Say

Do You Listen to What God Has to Say? As I often watch the daily news. I hear about different stories and different views. I can't help but to wonder when some complain. Anything of God, many want to "contain." Many of people’s thoughts bring a concern... When it comes to God's word. They have "their backs turned." While often, they speak of "tolerance" in their living... Only what they want to believe... Is what they are giving. This isn’t a picture of "doom and gloom." But a "day of reckoning" is coming so very soon! God's word... Will you choose to ignore? When he comes knocking, at your heart’s door? What will you believe, when God calls your name? Will you come to him? Or simply complain? You'll be by yourself at God's judgment day. When your name is called. What will you say? God's says: "My love for you will never end." Allow his word to guide you... And to be your friend! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Sonnet | |

Evolved

Evolved
Written By: D. Collins 10/28/14
There are a lot of people who’ve been married for years.
Then, suddenly find themselves in a world of fears.
The world has evolved while they were at home.
It’s a different story when that marriage is gone.
They soon feel free, and start hitting the streets.
Naïve to predators that are in it for “me”.
They refer to “dating” as if they are nineteen.
But, the world has evolved to being ruthless and mean.
Everyone is hungry, and everyone is a “mark”.
Evolution stepped in to get at all o’ ya'll.
After marriage know the world isn't the same.
Know that people you date are trying to upgrade.
Think “mark” before romance and you’ll have it solved.
Absorb this crash course on how the world evolved.


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Impossibilities

Impossible

Today you may win, but tonight you shall lose.
 In words of a great man, 
“The over bearings of a sustainable society will eventually collapse by the efforts of the very people it has sworn power over.” 

So beware; the tides are shifting as the night arises, the rains will fall, and the winds howl their lonesome tunes. 
The sun shall shine only once the bonds of your evil embodiment break.
 Until then, 
though, 
however barren the future may seem, 
hope shall break through all. For that is our purpose; hope. 

Hope that we are not ruled by one man or woman. 
Not ruled by petty restrictions or ignorant policies. 
Not governed in every single way in the vain confidence that we can be tamed… 							
- You blind yourselves with the Impossible.


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 | 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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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...



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YOU Have Wrapped Me In Wonders

(2 Cor. 1: 3, 4 / 1 Pet. 5: 7 / Ps. 8: 4)



YOU Have Wrapped Me In Wonders!
Like YOU Wrapped Clouds Around Thunders
& Its Like A Lilting, Life-Lullaby In Whispers
or Like A Light Feeling of Gently Floating On Rivers

And It Feels Like A Comforter - Plush & Soft
Caressing Around Me As YOU Hold Me Aloft
And It Feels Like My Favorite Cuddly Blanket
Tucked 'Round Me Like Guests At A Table's Banquet

And It Feels Like Piled-Cashmere - Padded Covers 
To Keep Out The Cold & Carelessness of Others
It Feels Like My Grandmama's Queen-Size Quilt
... Under Which Many Castles Were Built ...

And I Feel Wrapped & Wanted, Warm & Safe
In The Soothing Circle of YOUR Firm Embrace
And Its Like The Tenderest of Hugs
In The Everlasting Arms of YOUR Fatherly Love

... and YOU Have Wrapped Me In Wonders!
Like  YOU  Wrap The Clouds Around Thunders ...




         Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/28/2013 
                     by:  MoonBee Canady




Yes, This is actually how I felt during the arduous procedure before my
Lumpectomy Surgery & ... after my surgery ... O' Yes, GOD Is Good!


MoonBee




Details | Free verse | |

The World Needs You, Lord

The world needs You, Lord;
We all need You too.
Alone, we battle and fall apart,
But we live joyful freedom with You:
Created anew in Your perfect image;
Saved,
Loved,
Changed,
In Your Holy Name!
We pray,
Amen!


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 | 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 | Rhyme | |

Man's Afflictions And God's Salvation

Man’s Afflictions and God’s Salvation!

I’ve seen and heard of many afflictions!
Things happen in life, that need our attention!

There are things that happen that bring despair.
Wondering if anyone listens or even cares!

There’s a God in heaven who sees what’s wrong!
There are many things that don’t belong!

Evil moves with a power and destructive force!
It comes in many forms, from an ungodly source!

God knows what is happening and offers a plan!
His gift of salvation is freely offered to man!

His ways of living are at odds with this earth!
Anyone can come to Christ,
 and receive a “new birth!”

If life’s heartaches and worries
 are pulling you down…
There’s a new life for YOU! 
Waiting to be found!

Your afflictions, for God’s healing,
 is for you to receive!
Won’t you reach out to him now?
 And simply believe?

His gifts of mercy and hope, is what HE can give!
He can totally transform you! 
 And the way you live!

His salvation, for life’s heartaches, is freely yours!
A new life with Jesus can be true
 and secure!

By Jim Pemberton    


Details | Quatrain | |

Free Yourself

why so harshly seek compliance
when the formula is wrong?
all you'll get is my defiance
no dancing to your song.
 
Freewill has no chance
in your rigid, tiny mind.
some strange and cultish trance
is all you'll ever find.
 
so thanks for the suggestions
but I'll remain aloof.
when you cannot answer questions
that simply beg the truth.
jn
 
Master your own destiny
Don't believe anything or anyone
No exceptions.


Details | I do not know? | |

Knights of Rationalism

We’re coming out of the caves
We’re moving into the Lime Light
It’s now ‘cause the time’s right
The bold and the brave
We’re here to tear down the old
We’re moving into the future
The New better suit ya
The brave and the bold

The age of Reason’s before us
There’s no more time to abhor us
Zealots, let go of your fear, the age of Reason is here

We’re rebuilding broken down schools
We’re building real education
Across every last nation
Your tyranny your rules
We’re climbing out of the dark
Out from your stories and fables
Now we’re turning the tables
Our freedom our ark

The age of Reason’s before us
There’s no more time to abhor us
Zealots, let go of your fear, the age of Reason is here

It’s time to breathe the fresh air
It’s time for no more pollution
Now we have the solution-
Drop delusion and prayer
It’s time to walk in the light
It’s time to love all the science
Show them all your defiance
You’re the Rationalist’s Knight

The age of Reason’s before us
There’s no more time to abhor us
Zealots, let go of your fear, the age of Reason is here

The age of freedom and wonder
And the church going under
So let go of your fear
The age of Reason is here


Details | Verse | |

Beyond What's Seen

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Birdcage

Forced me into the birdcage
nervous while plundering
The lash around my neck
result of blundering
Awakened my wrath 
vigorous equally thundering
Lost in panic, 
facade of a dervish wondering.


Details | Free verse | |

That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


Details | Didactic | |

Suffering And Pain

            Suffering And Pain

Walking to the store is an ordinary boring undertaking
It requires a list, some time and spending money
And very little else
They say it is easier than war
It takes no skill, no one gets killed for sure
But when some idiot runs you over with their SUV
On the sidewalk in the light of day
While drinking coffee, texting, reading comics
And driving at great speed
Then something must be said
Their pleasure is your pain and suffering
No one gets out of life alive. That’s understood
And undertakers must survive 
There is no escape from here or from their kind
Perhaps if you used your vehicle for shopping
Things would turn out better
But I’m sure there is a meteor out there
With your name and license plate remembered


Details | I do not know? | |

Climb

Climb 

On reaching atop the mountain of life,
I turned around, glanced to see how far I'd climbed,
A broken, unruled path was mine,
Rocks and thorns and tremors defined.

The decisions I made, 
The regrets I had,
Distant down the path I laid,
From where I stood, they didn't look bad.

The view from up here beautiful.
I made the climb to see this sight,
This was heaven for me,
And others who followed me up will see, 
How beautiful life truly is,
The climb worth the tale,
To inspire others to spread their sails,
And choose the climb over the regretful walk,
Enjoy the view from the mountain top.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Little leaves

Little leaves falling down

floating lightly without sound


Keeping in touch with the wind in time

sheltering plants beneath the ground.



Floating slowly as the breeze picks them up

fading away with seasons divine.



Then looking up to the trees so high

little leaves bloom from the branch


to start again with a new season now

as the flowers bloom and keep all sound


the wind  takes control and starts all over again.


Written by:©Betty Bolden



7-10-04



All poems are copyright!©


Details | Rhyme | |

If I Give God Everything

If I Give God Everything…

If I give God everything,
 what have I to lose?
He’s been calling me… 
 I don’t want to refuse!

I need to give HIM control of everything I do…
He promised to change and make me brand new!

I must confess and humbly
 come before him!
I need to take the time, to love
 and know him!

I’ll try to give him, all of my burdens
 and troubles.
He’s there to pick me up, 
when I fall and stumble!

God is merciful!  And is waiting with open arms!
His arms of love, will shelter me,
 from all harm!

As I give God what I have,
 I know I need more of him!
I need to experience Jesus’ blood
 to cleanse my every sin!

I’m so thankful and grateful
 for all that he has done!
I shall praise and worship Jesus! 
 God’s precious son!

I Praise you father!  I bless and honor
 your name!
As I give you my life…  
I am forever changed!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Restore the Walls of Jericho

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

They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”

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

They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”  

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!


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Running in the Rain

The sun was nowhere in sight…
All of our wonderful might
Has deserted us out of the blue
Our hope was as fresh as dew
The sky was overcast 
There were hardly any stars, twinkling so fast  
The moon was shining all night long
And the wind rustled along
The breeze was whistling a pleasant song
The rain was cold as ice
It hit our skin…our kin paid the price
We should’ve worn a hat
Who would’ve thought of that?
We ran in the sheets of rain 
With our dog by our side
We ran merrily around the block, we couldn’t refrain
 From having a good time – no need to hide
No need to hide, 
For our joy hasn’t dried
The concrete was wet with sorrow
We ran with smiles caked on our soaked faces
The green grass was glistening with gratitude – imagine if it rained tomorrow? 
The sun never showed up…we were expecting it
Like a special visitor, keeping us company
The pitiful clouds pushed it away…where is it?
Where is it now? The sky wasn’t blue like the gracious sea
But, it was as black as a mysterious crow
The moon was shining up above 
The soft rains reigned upon California, who would’ve known
There was a thing called love
That saved us from being used as a mat
Don’t soak in the guilt,
We’re running in the rain – we’re well-built


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AFGHANASTAN WINTER

         AFGHANASTAN  WINTER
The freeze has brought them to a winters' night
they've made themselves, forgetting what is right,
and they can see their children cry
but not a one will reason why,
nor think upon enough to see the light.

There's no repent for killing as it's done
and no resistance to it going on,
just hate on hate that only grows,
the hint of peace that never shows,
with lots of blame, enough for everyone.

And to this chaos, we have paved the way
for men of opportunity to play
and build their fortunes from it all
while winter makes its frigid call,
and brings another dark and longest day.

The heros are not known, til dies are cast
til all has slipped away into the past,
and truth is what a baby hears
but laid to rest in later years,
and right is not defined until the last.
© ron wilson the Doylestown Poet


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When will you be set free?


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Our Divine Haven

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I wish you a carefree 
Future


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Society


They always say you can't be beautiful
Without being skinny as a stick
But damn it society I want to be seen and I want to be...
beautiful in my own way
Before the blood drips on the floor
from the scratches in my arm
from the pain inside my heart
don't you understand

You're making this too hard on us
us girls with a little extra weight
us girls with bumps on our face
just shut up I'm sick and tired of this
This shouldn't have to be my fate

I don't want to die to be seen and heard
to be recognized as someone beautiful...
But isn't that the only way?
When a society you thought you knew is telling you that you can't be beautiful
without having to fit some social standard
that's bull*****don't you understand
That's why so many teenagers are dying every day 

I want to be pretty 
without having to change
is that too much to ask

I want to be loved 
without having to change who I am! 
By a girl instead of a man
Let me live my own life
stop telling me that I can't! 

Society you're killing us all
making us take our life because you all can't understand
that being who you are is what makes you beautiful

But we have to take a knife to our throat
to make you all see
the beauty inside of us
Can't you let us be. 

I want to be beautiful...
but I just don't know how
when everyone around me 
is telling me how to live 

Make this stop
This pain and suffering

Let us all be equal
A whole 
No more hurt
no more sorrow
no more suicide

Just make it stop...


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911 America Rising

Concrete, steel, glass, and dust,
we watched three thousand die.
Then there was no longer trust,
only fear when we would fly.
 
Our cozy world gone in a flash.
We'd never be the same.
Routine flight to horrific crash.
A jihad was proclaimed.
 
Souless zealots on native soil,
a scourge not seen before.
American blood began to boil
as we were shaken to the core.
 
While the cowards knelt in mock prayer,
we stood defiant and rebuilt.
Such lonely souls in disrepair
found the power not to wilt.
 
Though a decade's gone the pain's still fresh,
from an ache we know so well.
We paid the price in human flesh,
but they'll settle up in hell.


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her toe

its a toe,
on this foot,
on a girl,
who cant stay put,

its been hit,
by chairs and rocks,
mostly when,
its only clad in socks,

its been painted,
and wiggled around,
its best friend,
is the ground,

cause its a toe,
on this foot,
on a girl,
that won't stay put.


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We Search For Direction

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

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

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


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Hypocrite

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


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Ideological War of the Worlds

 The coming times can unfold,
far accross to all lands,
the casting shadow has fallen,
with it's far reaching hands,
accross our four cornered world,,
 Humanity progressed to progressive sufferage,
that comes with many names,
the ideology won without a shot,
convinced populations into guilted shame,
lost are voices of courage,,
 The warring world will arise,
between makers and takers,
parasitic ideology's green eyed mind,
re-writing regulations by progressive thinkers,
big brother's utopian great enterprise,,
 Dependent we all become, parasitically,
even forced fed into submission,
by governmental state so enlarged,
numbered you are by institution,
nothing owned, only redistributed cynically,,
 Paupers suffer under progressive fortitude,
soulless programs of living propaganda,
your worth, what you produce,
socialized into this living agenda,
living taxed products of servitude,
           , and then...
 The rise will come independent,
carrying courage and freedom proudly,
with wisdoms weapon in hand,
knowledge in the other soundly,
honor reclaimed by the sentient,,
 Independent declarations germinating from seed,
feared by any progressive regime,
warriors in freedom stand tall,
threatened is the progressive dream,
renewing freedoms that will breed,,
 The liberty that spawned revolution, 
alive from all moral conceptions,
viewed as evil that's progressive,
feared are soulless seeking redemption,
the light of liberty's salvation,,
 Beating freedoms of sentient heart,
the salvation of fighting worth,
a force greater than any darkness,
warriors of liberty step forth,
champions of honor that impart,,
     , next, the final chapter of...
 Ideological war of the worlds,
eye to eye never seen,
the hatred between clearly drawn,
problems with peace to intervene,
the conflict as it unfolds,,
 Coming as thieves of night,
armys on both sides  comes,
fortifying and building societial walls,
truth and lies propaganda welcomes,
armored suited masses to fight,,
 Emerges the lights of honor,
the independent class called defenders,
private elites of character gold,
the shadows behind all pretenders,
opperatives that's far more superior,,
 Defenders are warriors of light,
core beliefs that's solely independent,
religiously organized they never follow,
thorns in a crowned tyrant,
independent wills of great might,,
 They are why freedom thrives,
true leaders leading into tomorrow,
that govern by liberty's will
that invites everyone to follow,
founding fathers of our lives..  


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Decisions

If all I see is obstruction upon obstruction,
	then would it not make sense that my life would be destruction?
If all I feel is pain and despair,
	then could I not overcome and practice some repair?
If all I hear is disdain and uncompromising reflections,
	then maybe it is time to gather my weapons.
But, if all I see is loving cooperation,
	then would it not make sense that my life would move in this direction?


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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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A Prayer For Healing

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


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That Unpromising Smile

You give me that unpromising smile
I hear your murmurs and cries
Please stay awhile…stay awhile…
You’re a lovely child in my eyes

Angels do fly
Like eagles in the free-spirited sky
Darling, don’t worry – 
Don’t be afraid of the currents of the wind
Baby, I’ll carry your load – 
Release your happiness 
Promise me you’ll be like this
As long as we both depend on each other
I won’t deny that I think fondly of you
Oh, and I don’t know the reason why
We fly so high
In the aqua-blue sky

You give me that grumpy frown 
And it signals something’s wrong
I give in to gravity – we’re spiraling down
Spiraling down…and you’re wearing a woeful gown
You’re everything I love
You are the miracles that sprinkle from up above 

Angels do fly
Like eagles in the free-spirited sky
Darling, don’t rush things through – 
I’ll swallow my pride…
There’s nothing to hide
There’s nothing to hide
Don’t be afraid of the currents of the wind
Baby, I’ll carry your load and I’ll be by your side– 
Release your cheerfulness every single day
Promise me you’ll be remain this way 
As long as we both depend on each other
I won’t deny that I think highly of you, my darling angel
Oh, and I don’t know the reason why
We fly so high
In the aqua-blue sky

Promise me one last time
That you will be brave
And grow like a tree flourishingly
You didn’t lose hope and you held on to the rope
With a good grip
You’re a strong child
You made my heart dance to your priceless tune 
I feel so soft and distasteful like a prune 
We will hold each other tight soon
Before the afternoon…
While you took wing, 
I watched you soar away…foolishly
I won’t bid
You a farewell!
Where does your heart dwell?


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A Better Life

I tried so hard to do what’s right
I wrestled through those lonely nights
I longed so long
 To see the light
But I could not see it
‘Til I gave up the fight
 
All my problems all my fears
All my issues and my tears
My brokenness my sorrow
The worries of tomorrow
I gave them away
Turned a new page
Lived a new way
What can I say?
 
There is a better life, a fuller life
 A masterful maker, a caring creator
With love, a perfect love
He’s more than enough
 
 With him we are unstoppable
We accomplish the improbable
Prison cannot hold us
Sin cannot bind us
Walls will be broken
Words will be spoken
When evil meets us that’s fine
Into the darkness we will shine
 
With confidence we press onward
With faith we move forward
We look to a better future
In our salvation we are sure


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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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The Inner Child

Digested by mortal strength, overpowered by passion of integrity,
The splendor of my forceful will,
Touched by heart,. Touch with imagination,
Yes, in the depths of my inner heart even still.
My dreams, my inspirations, my visions, 
a gift of awareness, revealed by my dignity.
Rewarded by truth of my own reality.
My inner eyes of sight, magically formed by
 tremendous substance and distinction.
Oh yes – the mystical, glowing beam of light.

It is the touch of heart, the touch of imagination,
The mystery, the startling spark of true determination.
It kindles the inward burning flame from unseen 
forces and unusual power.
Holding so tenderly, so effortlessly with no limits 
submerged by our hearts and minds in this very hour.
This reflected image -- our heart of cleansing purpose can find.
Within our very depths those hidden truths live 
Beyond the boundaries of our minds.

In time -- our destination shall be revealed.
Those hidden, silent ideals, yes our private
Truths shall no longer be concealed.
That special touch of the heart, the glory of our imaginations,
Our starving inner child, craving to learn, to grow, to know.
Longing for purpose, believing with open arms to receive.
As the years have passed, 
our imagination has dimmed, yes it has faded.
Now aching for that creative play to mend,
As your inner child has been lost in the force of the wind.
Reach for the touch of heart, once again,
Reach for the depths of your inner child’s imagination within.


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They Left so Abruptly

They Left so Abruptly

(for the countless South Africans, of all colours, who dedicated their lives for freedom and democracy)

the valiant ones
countless
many known
many more nameless

the truest sons and singers
husbands and poets
lovers and wives
daughters and farmers
workers and sisters
brothers and friends

they left so abruptly
with quiet pride
steely courage
gentle dignity

they left so abruptly
leaving us our tomorrows
brighter
hopeful
filled with promise

they left so abruptly
so that we may breathe
the breath of liberty
the air of freedom
the warmth of justice

they left so abruptly
leaving with us their parting gift

freedom
inkululeko
swatantrata
liberte
azadi
vhudilangi
libertad

they left so abruptly
yet we remember them all
today
in the days that slipped away
and in the many more that we await

they left so abruptly
yet they remain
hewed into our memories
etched in our consciences
engraved in our hearts
they left so abruptly
and yet they endure
with us
within us
now and forever more


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Fulfilled

My heart is filled;
I've found everything I need.
Here I stand,
Finally off my knees.
I found love in Him,
And He found love in me.


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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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I Want to Walk with You

I Want to Walk with You
 
I want to walk with you with our heads held high
Never cowering, never with heads bowed
With our feet on this blessed soil, and our dreams reaching for the sky
 
Dreams of simple joys and of peace and of mirth
For all our fellow travelers on this delightful earth
 
Dreams not of wealth or of positions of high standing or of mighty power
Simple dreams of a walk in the aftermath of a Johannesburg evening rain-shower
 
Dreams of bread and water and dignity and shelter and clothes for all
Dreams where all fellow travelers may together walk this earth proud and tall
 
I want to walk with you, my fellow traveler, with our heads held high
Never pandering to power, never silent in the face of its abuse
Always firm in our convictions that we can all make peace if we only try
 
If we try to stop and think and sometimes not to look the other way
If we practice what our different creeds really teach, we will surely see that day
 
When we all, fellow travelers may walk with our heads held high
Never cowering, never with our heads bowed
With our feet on this blessed soil, and our collective dreams reaching for the sky
 
Call me silly, call me naive, call me hopeless, and if you must, call me weak
But is this not the common good that our different creeds and cultures all seek?
 


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Humble for my own sake

I do not turn the other cheek,
so you can boast in my defeat,
I do not love my enemies
with but a smile, but earnestly,
I humble my once proud heart
in hopes to reach maturity.
Ive had my share of battles fought,
and scars to show for lesson taught
still no reason conceit
will ever I pursue or seek.

I do bless when others curse
to show my weakness with remorse
but I becomes a broken horse.
Following my master's righteous course.
I find no joy in any pain
but I pursue knowledge to gain
an ever steadfast path in life
not dictated by my strife,
so I do none of these for you
but for my certain peace of mind
that when I'm struck down by another
my heart still knows how to be kind.


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EVOLVING LOVE

Before, i believe to love at first sight..
I was so young, easy to excite...
Heartbeats fast, hard to fight..
All colorful, not that white...

While, i am growing old..
Gradually, aside from feelings thinking get involve..
I realize, i began to evolve..
Weighing as day to day, i revolve...

Love seems an untouchable treasure chest..
Waiting to be discovered, nurtured in zest..
Practically, anyone to insist as it exist...
When it land truly, difficult to resist..

Yet, blessed really you are..
If such feeling, land by your arms..
As sometimes, persons wait for a lifetime..
Causing them so so much even a dime..

Bewildered, one may feel..
Let it go, be free to peel..
Not of skin nor of heel..
Rather of heart nothing but real..


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HERO, PATRIOT, COURAGE, AMERICA

Headstrong, headlong, headfirst, head on, Glory HallelujaH
Endure, engage, enforce, eradicate, exclusive, Delta  ForcE
Reliant rescuer raider redeemer rapier razor, Army RangeR
Outfit outwit outlast outlive outright outdo USMC-ANGLICO


Protector of  life, liberty, freedom, democracy, citizenshiP
Always stand in defense of The United States Of AmericA
True blue loud and proud defender of the American SpiriT
Respects the flag & supports The Constitution with honoR
I believe it is my duty to defend borders &  Island HawaiI
Owning a firearm is a legal right  under Amendment  twO
This testimony represents that I am an  American PatrioT


Champion and  protector  of  our  Democratic  RepubliC
Officer and Peace Keeper,  preventing what evil men dO
Unafraid against any challenger defending  me and  yoU
Resolute to the greater good with valor pride and honoR
American Soldiers paying the high cost  for free AmericA
Gracefully protecting justice and liberty let freedom rinG
Extraordinary moral fiber and unequalled focus andhopE


All men created equal, Life, Liberty and Happiness quotA
Marines pledging pride, powerful protectors of patriotisM
Equal justice One Nation Under God Faith IndependencE
Respect the flag responsibility legal accountability honoR
Independence Declaration of  people by  people  you & I
Constitutional contract for citizenship Capitalism acrostiC
Allegiance to the red, white and blue, God bless AmericA


A tribute to America's Special Forces


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On Thin Ice

I'm walking on thin ice
Echoes of affliction disturbs my slumber
Reverberating through my ears...why should I pay the price? 
I'm praying for their lives to be rescued...from the predator

Let me be the living sacrifice...

I'm losing my balance...I'm shattering on thin ice
Echoes of horrid news demolishes the peace
Do I have to be a living sacrifice?
When will this madness and chaos cease?

Let me pay half the price...

I'm RUNNING on thin ice
I collide in between the cracks...I pray for safety and knowledge
I still hear the victims – screaming in agony... helpless like captured mice
When will I ever find an escape route...that'd lead us to a pleasant village?

Let me discover His advice...

I do need His guidance
To survive the hardships... I must take risks and outrun the opposing team
I do yearn for His benevolence
To reap the reward in the deep future...He's obliged with my lifelong dream

Let me walk that narrow path...

I'm sKiPpInG to and fro on thin ice
I fight off all of the enemies with His strength... those devils tried to lower my self-esteem
I still recall the calls of happiness – who considered His advice?
How could I discover my true dwelling place? Who will consider my dream? 

Let me take risks and build up my courage...

I'm unable to find His guidance...I'm scattering on thin ice
Do I have to be the one to roll the dice?
Echoes of bewilderment breaks my cheery heart
How do I keep myself from slipping? Am I on a good start 
Or do I need more practice? 

Once again, we're walking on thin ice...
He's testing my endurance...but they're no longer putting our trust in Him
This truth makes me sick in the stomach... is it I who has to pay the price?
I'm seeking out your elevating spirit to pull us out of this horrendous nightmare...
our confidence in You is about to dim...

Let us wander off on thin ice...
Let me take my time and make progress...
Let us take baby steps on thin ice...
Let me take risks and recover from distress...
Hopefully this journey renews our joyfulness!!

We're STILL patiently waiting on thin ice
For Your hospitality to mend our spirits and shed us Your advice
I don't mind if You tell us, “You guys should've payed the price!”


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Lost and Found -unedited version-

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


Details | I do not know? | |

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.


Details | Terzanelle | |

Oh President of State

Oh'President of State, you understood the value of a weapon, I've a salute.
A weapon message of death, cruelty, tyranny taken place in school killings,
your soul wept out, incident compelled me to identify the running pollute.

State hired most of the brain of societies to produce weapon to supply,
my land combat three times with my neighbour; state tanks 'd big cry,
killed million, raped thousands, orphan crippled poverty cursed no lie.

politician forced youngsters to fight with other nations they 're stranger,
they killed them as an enemy, language, boundary and race was dumb,
you experienced 1st and 2nd World War and Vietnam, served as Ranger.

you waste natural resources to invent or test a formulae to sweep human,
Living a different standard, opposed policies and condemned pain service,
 you taken a benefit of your growth to stop others with an intellect ban.

Is Muslim has brain, exploited them, 're terrorist killed million brothers?
Islam compelled children to suicide to achieve heaven as a martyre slot,
women 're raped no God appeared on earth to aid them who bothers.

Iraq, Afghanistan, Libya, Syria as Vietnam known American blood grown up,
New shots touched thorns kissed sun - rays, wind smiled on  bird's crop,
State support them as a poor nation that developed nation has exchange,
Oh' President of State, I salute that you touch the burn of fire for peace range.


Details | Romanticism | |

Battlefield of Love

Battlefield of Love

Us against the world 
This battlefield of love 
Weapons loaded 
We smile bright 
Our happiness a target 
Were prepared for war 
We march forward 


Details | Blank verse | |

Rescued Princess

 Retreating backwards into my world,
 with scraps of words and stories.
 Pure light enveloping me,
 a safe place of refuge.
 My own world of dreams,
 apart from the world outside.
 Pain can't reach the inside,
 a wall of fog is in place.
 
 A lost little marsh princess.
 Is there a prince on his horse,
 with a sword to cut the fog?
 A gentle hand reaching out,
 eyes soft, kindly inquiring.
 Long years of solitude affecting
 her looks and behaviour.
 Eyes wide, brought into the new world,
 amazed at the beauty surrounding.
 
 I am in the real world again,
 called back by love's sweet whispers.
 Hope and dreams can be combined,
 and the world is not so dark.
 Love will be our light, our hope
 and our rock through every storm.
 No more running away, dear heart.
 Time to face the world once more.
 


Details | Free verse | |

Red Rage

The recess's of my mind, 
are a mystery to me.
Come, 
step into the wake of my mind.

I shall make you quake.

I do not control thee.
The fear I can create is untold.
Rage I can not hold.
I am on overload.
I know not what I do!

Uncontrolled .
Free to spew.
Unrelenting in my unwavering rage.
Rampant in my mind.

Red rage living in a cage.
The beast of me,
Is thee hell of my being.

Anger was what I was feeling


Details | Quatrain | |

I pledge allegiance

I pledge allegiance with heartless intent to this flag
of the united states of America
cause the politicians got the cat in the bag
and my wallets overflated numerica

this is a government of the people by the people for the corporation
I solemnly vow to work hard and hold my head down
let hypocrisy run free in our nation
and battle to wear the crown

who really wears the big boy pants
when their all made in china
why does the news agency rave and then rant
when there a dead dinosaur with angina

patriotism is robotic
when war spending is a common goal
we need some antibiotic
so that we all don't get the pole

this one I dedicate to you and I
the bright spark of life that barely cared to try
shooting itself upon the foot while telling you a lie
classified quite top secret so no one may cry


Details | Free verse | |

I'm Grown

Look at me I'm grow.
I want to be out on my own.
I always did what I was told, but now I'm grown.

No need to worry just stay off my back.
Take a chill pill and relax.
Don't want to hear the facts cause I already know, I'm grown.

No more telling me what I can and what I can't and what I am and who I ain't  
I know who I am make no mistake. 
I was young once but now I'm grown.

Good-bye to all these stupid rules and bed time curfews.
I'm through! 
That stuffs for someone who's three.
But not for me, why? cause I'm grown.

SOME TIME LATER.....

Yes, finally I'm out need I say more?
I almost pushed you down trying to get out the door.
I was free but found out what that word really means.

"Responsibilities"

First come the job then came the bills.
No time to spend with my friends.
No time to stay home and chill.

Didn't like that deal.
Lost my job so I started living off the streets.
Now I'm in a jail cell, tomorrow will be a week.

If only I had listened to you.
Things would not have turned out this way.
Remember when I use to say I'm grown?
I was wrong...


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 | Rhyme | |

What If Joseph Kissed Potiphar's Wife

What If Joseph Kissed Potiphar’s Wife?

What would happen if Joseph kissed Potiphar’s wife?
Just think about the impact this would be on his life!

If he’d entered into her temptation and charm…
This would’ve cause much damage and harm!

Many of God’s blessings, I’m sure he would missed ‘em!
If he’s let Potiphar’s wife reach out and kiss him!

Thank God that he didn’t succumb to her beauty.
He held fast and remembered his God given duty!

A life serving God was something that he chose!
Even if it meant her tearing off a part of his clothes!

Godly living was something he decided to choose!
Even if it meant him being falsely accused!

God used him while he spent time in prison!
He trusted God, and knew that he was with him!

I’m sure there were things that he didn’t understand.
But soon, God made him the #2 ruler in the land!

May this be a stern warning to me and to all!
Think about what temptation may cause you to fall!

Scripture says “resist the devil and he will flee from you!”
Run to God!  And allow his presence
 to surround you!

This society often encourages to “indulge” in sexual sin!
This is where so much heartache and misery begins!

Run to the Lord!  Seek his spirit to lead and guide you!
A way to escape temptation, he’ll provide for you!

Like Joseph, run from temptation as fast as you can run!
And lay everything at the feet of God’s precious son!

His love will sustain you! Regardless of what you’re “missing.”
So you too can receive HIS love
 and Godly blessings!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Monorhyme | |

DIVERGENCE

No divesture of this, the soul's remind
the will of intervention supplements 
with watching's wrest, the citizenry not bind
to sameness value, while the truth is blind!

I then must separate from that ensuing kind
that regulate on vestige, inheritance assigned,
my courage has one merit, yet options are sublime
to change the course of wrongness, others leave so behind!

It is this costly virtue, no gain, no riches mined
but everlasting oneness, with those whose crowns were lined
with scars from no assuming goodness was just consigned
to those who blandish glory from past renowned refined!

It is the price of freedom, continuous ~ divine
that scourges not resumption, but "freshens" from confined!


"Sentenced but not silenced"  Mandela, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King
James Bevel.  (Gandhi and Jesus) Civil Rights Movers!




Details | Epic | |

Coming out of the shadows

I am alive again
With triumph over 
adversity 
Tooth for tooth
An eye for an eye
Coming out of my misery

Back in the past
The wind blew the dark 
dust
A life in a land of no life
A land where pain resides
Even today it rains acids
Even chances of beauty 
look rusty
Corroded, though non 
metallic

In this day i come out!
With a big bang as i 
shout!
Coming out of the 
shadows
As corpes rise from the 
dead
The return of Ancient 
Pharoahs
As i conquer the dark tag 
team
Death and the shadows

I say rise oh Americans 
rise!
Arise if you feel likewise
Rise oh Africa rise
Be wise and never 
compromise
Rise oh ye Asians rise
Rise oh ye Europeans rise
For the time has come!
Letting all bye gones
Be bye gones!
Coming out of the 
SHADOWS!!


Details | Free verse | |

A Rich Tribute

Mother Teresa been a historical,
and an important,
and a humble figure,
as she had dedicated her life for the poor and the needy indeed, 
the best tribute one can give her is by quoting a single quote of her,
out of the many though, 
the one mentioned below seems to be more precise,
in today’s world,
“Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God-the rest will be given”
Today,
in the rush of acquiring money,
many have forgotten this lovely aspect,
the aspect of love,
which is much greater than money,
and had crossed a number of boundaries,
from times immemorial,
today jealousy, selfishness, greed have taken over love,
wherein money is not that great,
than love itself,
as love is like a ‘Can’,
which can be filled from the top to the bottom,
unlike money,
which needs to be filled from the bottom instead,
love is greater than money indeed,
as we do love our Gods,
our wives,
the children,
whether they be ours,
or of others,
without distinguishing between their caste, creed, colour,
Love is indeed greater,
as we love the newborns born into this world,
our friends ,
wherein love can also help us to defeat our enemies too,
without love,
no one can progress on,
and neither the countries too,
Therefore love is greater than money indeed!!

'Quote and Author':-
“Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God-the rest will be given”- Author: 'Mother Teresa'


Details | Sonnet | |

THE JOB' S COMFORTERS

          HERE  THEY PARTAKE                     
          HERE THEY UNDERTAKE                                                        
          THE POPULACE FOR CLAIMED CHANGE
          BUT NO VALUABLE RANGE
         
          THE UNDERTAKERS OFTEN MASQUERADE
          THE  MASQUERADES PARADE
          IN-ADVANCE WILL IN WILL
          
          THE WILL UNVEILS SELF-INTERESTS
          FOR YOUTH NO JOB INVESTS
          FOR POPULACE NO DINNING TABLE

          FOR GERINIANS MALADIES INCURABLE  
          V.I.P GERINIANS ARE EQUAL
           IN GERINIA ALL ARE NOT EQUAL


Details | Free verse | |

Twenty four seven- Tribute Brain Haw

Twenty four seven AMONG THESE ARE 		                                                   Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness                                                                           Who are the blind twenty four seven                                                                            None so blind as those who will not see                                                                            As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                              grace for grace peace for peace                                                                                 Who are the deaf twenty four seven                                                                              None so deaf as those who refuse to hear                                                                       As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                         grace for grace peace for peace                                                                               Twenty four seven we the people by the people, for the people                                         As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                      grace for grace peace for peace                                                                               Twenty four seven Jesus says, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto me                               of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me                                               As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                      grace for grace peace for peace                                                                                    He went to the enemy and camped twenty four seven                                                       For nearly ten years he stayed night after night of sleeping                                             on the pavement, in all weathers and with little protection.                                             As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                          grace for grace peace for peace  					                                        dreamed that world had all agreed to put an end to war                                                Brain said something what did you say


Details | Blank verse | |

Il Fiore Della Bruma P1

In a moment, a lapse of anguish
Through the sanded markets that
The mind implored.
Dust coughed up
And crystallised silence;
Each moan and cry
Of every wrapped face
Became a whisper,
As blood might echo an unheard drip
Into a lake of cold concern.
I do not know how the street kings felt
For upon re-opening they continued much the same;
Decrepit focus on none but their own.
It would sadden me to think the whip of this
Aged and ground earth
Was nothing more than an inconvenience…
But I do not know how the street kings felt,
For my only sense was the smell of mud from my hands,
As I pushed my eyelids shut.

I was never one of the stalls;
I had played that game and not liked it.
Instead what was I?
Scarce confess more than a ghost.
I had dropped an eye into the weeping tomb,
I had retraced each bone with affection
And made self-labour of their wandering loss.
I had carved a hole so deep within
That I may plunge.
Rise as I did, in the scope of the curious
I had no form known to this winding world.
I had a difference, for sure, there was much that I could not now.
Only sleep and give; remaining as dead as I ever was.
I lay naked upon the grazing sand,
Skin as cold as the failing tree.

But in this moment
The mournful fled,
My arms less heavy than known.
The wind spluttered,
Shook its anchor from retreat,
Revealing sights of the like
That opens the lungs.
An image serene, that beauty becomes existence.
I had dropped an eye into the weeping tomb
Now, returned with a thousand unseen truths.
This scope, upon which all light was born,
This blessing, upon which my skin was warmed,
This infinitely gentle and delicate sky
That I had long looked for.
Myself had withered and decayed
To reignite a brighter flame.
And as this new form,
My mind was able to understand these sights.
I lay still upon my back,
My eyes awake with the possibility,
My mouth gaped;
Hope wrapped its arms, like a quilt;
I was soothed enough.

And as in a touch, I breathed.


Details | Free verse | |

Loss of a Brother

I am eighteen months,
to the day,
younger than he.

We have two sisters,
both younger than we.

To lose our only brother
leaves three sisters
cast adrift in a head sea,
swamped in waves 
breaking tight
against the course
of our ship, poised - 

to grow old together,
reminiscing,
sharing,
laughing about the past.

But he longs to be free.
We are left with no choice,
but to step aside,
and allow him leave.










Details | Rhyme | |

Theme of the Pyramid Scheme

Creationist scientists who dig
with astro-paleontologists
As they seek the bones
Of australepithecus

Foretold in the Book of Leviticus
& the Dead Sea Scrolls
Sounded by the deadly tolls
From the bells

Harbored in the Vatican,
Those who mistake the accidents
For the sake of unholy laxatives
To be forced in controlling the pacifists

10% of your income,
& then some
The cross holds one
For ransom

It doesn't matter if your
Beautiful or handsome
Since, the endless chasms
Flood like restless cytoplasm

Induced by the
Phantom's iconoclasm
As the masses reduce
To being merely a bantam

Docile & trite,
This isn't right

What's done in the dark,
Must be brought to the light

Stand up, & fight
For the right,
Rise with all our might
& working through the nights

New World Order plights
Will never bring a fright

Fear no evil,
See no evil,
Speak no evil

They're all just weasels
Being painted on the easel

With the colors of greed & lust
Nobody to trust
But, yourself
As one must

In order to be just
With one & all
& all in one


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 | Free verse | |

God's Winter Stage

Beautiful to view,
Magnanimous and scenic,
Gingerbread houses with snow covered  trees ,
Blessed by diversified weather,
Cool and refreshing,
The crisp sound of the snow as you walk,
Sidewalks clean and sanded,
The sound of cars and buses our good friends,
We are a civilized species of the Lord,
Dependent on our belief of God,
The restaurant a haven for companionship and delicious foods,
God's winter stage, we are guests of good will.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | I do not know? | |

The Quiet Hypocrisy

A Rant – The Quiet Hypocrisy


it seeps in through gradual osmosis

and soon is ingrained in pliant minds

it mutates and thrives in tunnels of vision

and then is fused into the fiber of unreason

the quiet hypocrisy that drips of the tongues

spouting broken words of unfathomable callousness

the mutilated reeking carcass of cynicism

obscured by the veneer of polished discourse

stinks of inaction and of insipid rationalization

the probing and prodding and splintering of each thought

curdles the shallow layer of feeling

interring the basic simple and only humanity

that is gleefully ripped into isolated fragments

the quiet hypocrisy of battles fought and of causes embraced

is plain to see in the faces of the earnest

as they cling onto their bitter loathsome prejudices

whilst buying redemption under a placard of well-meaning

the quiet hypocrisy of these selective battles waged under the flimsy pretense of caring

stinks to the highest heaven promised in mantras and duas and prayers and chants

as the spectacle of the apartheid within the mind is worn on each tailored sleeve

the choosing of these battles in the name of faith and clung onto simply because of a common creed

is a pathetic spectacle of segregated thought

buried under the folds of righteous bluster

so before you jump on that bandwagon of indignation because 'your' people are in pain

take a look at the hidden fascism that simmers just below your holier-than-thou sudden spurt of heartfelt rage

for the quiet hypocrisy that is unknowingly imbibed

is apparent for all to behold

for when the 'other' endure the injustice carried out in 'your' peoples' name

you stand mute and silently complicit for your indignation simply melts away

as the quiet hypocrisy that is firmly rooted in you 

exults in pious pretences while 'your' own continue to hate, rape, pillage and slay

it saddens me that so much vitriol drips off my pen in such effervescent times

but I cringe as each moment another quiet hypocrite rants about the despotism of the 'other'

while smiling complacently and smugly and soaking in the quiet hypocrisy of remaining mute about 'my' peoples' own crimes
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Abide in the Light

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

Forgive me for drifting away from you… 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I’m still training for perfection    

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

The Prosperous Lands

The Prosperous Lands

Wake up and live, 
Barry the casket, 
of your fears, 
rejoice the almighty  GOD, 
to the  prosperous lands, 
reincarnate, it's seed, 
grow from the past of self- mistakes, 
and re-plant root, humanity needs, 
control again, in self~leadership, 
I can not do it alone,
Stand  with me, kneel in prayer, 
repent,confess those sins, to be free...

Carma Reed
01-06-13


Details | I do not know? | |

THE WAY WAR VETERANS SUFFER FOR OURS HARD WORK

I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer when we come back from war,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer with tears in ours and sadness on ours faces,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated right,we are treated wrong,we have no one to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated fairly we are treated unfairly,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,We don't have anyone to comfort us,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated kind,we are treated unkind,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,We don't have anyone to comfort us,I still can see the tears of war veterans like me suffing from coming back from war,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated good we are treated badly,I still can see the tears of war veterans like me suffing who are still on this earth while ours conrades have paid the price and die for this country,We still don't have anyone to comfort us, the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw the country on 9/11 when the enemy came and bomb the USA,We was there to comfort the country and the people that lost love ones,the power was on the side of the military of the USA,We beat them down,so I ask this question????? Who are going to comfort us now,we are no longer soldiers but war veterans all mess up we was not born this way but got this way for fighting for ours country////// SSG Jack Thomas Kirt


Details | I do not know? | |

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?


Details | Free verse | |

Wake Up and Die

I watch the peddles fall but my eyes are dry	
I just can’t remember a better time
Now the skies grow dim and birds won’t fly
Yah there’s nothing I see that’ll make it shine
I see rolling balls and empty hands
The world is shameless for those who can’t even stand
And the man in slacks who speaks on the podium
His lies preaching out how we’re not alone.

So wake up and die		
Dig out your graves		
Prepare for the laughter
Through the haze
Too much loss 
Prevented your gains
Rise up with your brothers
Cause we’re all the same

The bars are easy to fill and life’s been too hard
So quick to get into and not too far
Drinking wasted taxes and politician’s lies
Hiding back your distaste right behind your eyes
Singing about the railroad and the power of love
Shoulda brought them together before they sung
Now they’ve chased them back to a life of pain
Their lies preaching still how we’re all the same

Going backwards 
we can’t accept the past
Moving forwards 
we hope we’ll last
run by lords 
we see power from their hands
walk by love and
we’ll take a stand


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7th Heaven

Taken for granted
Everyday gone
Holding you back
Can’t be what you want
Now you’ve given up
You’ve broken free
You see everything differently
You have a choice, got make up your mind
Got no tape to stop and rewind
You’ve walked up to the final step
Pressure ain’t over,
Can’t make a mistake
Show it to the world
Show who’s in control
Let them know who you are
Show that you will fight it off
Tell them-
This is 7th heaven
This is ultimatum
This is your spotlight
This is where you shine bright
This is what it comes down to
Letting the future take you
Anywhere it wants to
This is your last chance
Your final call to freedom
Time to open up a door
See what is in store
Spread your wings and fly-y
Holding your head up high
Not backing down, not asking why
This is 7th heaven
You’ve come a long way now, can’t back down
You’ve got the world in the palm of your hands
You control it all, the final choice maker
You have what it takes, you got what it needs
All you have to do, is show it to the world
Let them know who you are, let them know where you are
Because you’ve reached the top:
This is 7th heaven
This is ultimatum
This is your spotlight
This is where you shine bright
This is what it comes down to
Letting the future take you
Anywhere it wants to
This is your last chance
Your final call to freedom
Time to open up a door
See what is in store
Spread your wings and fly-y
Holding your head up high
Not backing down, not asking why
This is 7th heaven

Everybody knows, everybody sees
That you are getting off your knees
Everybody talks, everybody thinks, 
How in the world did you win?
So tell them:
I’m in 7th heaven
I’ve reached ultimatum
I’m in the spotlight
I’m shining oh-so bright
This is my last chance
My final call to freedom
I’m opening a door
Seeing what the future holds
I spread my wings and fly-y
Holding my head up high
Not letting anything bring me down
As I’m here, not on the ground
This is my time to shine,
My ultimatum…
This is 7th heaven.


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Go crazy and have a fit

Sometimes you just gotta let yourself be
It is the only way to be free
In this world of emotional oppression
You can be taken to a higher dimension

All this loving, hurting and living
Feels like you are crazy mad tripping
if you feel like you are going to lose it all
Do the unexpected and take the free fall

You might learn something new
A thing or two about you
So don't give up the bad fight
Lose your ability to tell wrong from right

If you have to go at it alone
Take then down and set them alight
Rules are meant to be broken
Kind of sad when they end up breaking you

So don't feel sorry for me
I got tons of time for the birds and the bees
Seems like when your around
Your a thousand meters off the ground

Go crazy, lose you shit
Roll your eyes and have a fit
You will feel much better than the rest
For the rest of your life


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Retirement From Poetrysoup

I hereby retire from this website, poetrysoup.
Thank you so much for reading my poems through
the years, and the awesome comments. I have fulfilled
my obligations to myself, I hope you continue to read these.
I have met a friend who writes awesome poetry on Facebook.
I will leave you with his, and my links.
Thank You,
and have a good day
be someone and make the most of it.
-Bj Fard

www.facebook.com/TheNighttimeDaydreamer
www.facebook.com/BFard


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The Sea Blue Eyes I

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


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Bird of A Brave Man

Confined in a high concrete fence
A house with the window bars
His brand-new residence
The guard took back the handcuffs!
In this concealed house 
Barely provided the basic utilities 
Surrounded by a pace
Will let him continue the breathing. 

Confined in a high concrete fence
Blocked off from his comrades
Those who have been oppressed 
By the antique monarchy
Those who protested the dictatorship
Called peacefully for justice
And the basic human rights;
Just for a single life time on Earth!

A bird flew by
Then came back to circle in the sky
Like they knew each other for long time
Wanted to boost the unfree friend.
From now on, only the brave’s heart
Could fly over the high fence 
To follow the white dove!


Details | I do not know? | |

Vula Amehlo - Zulu for open your eyes

Vula Amehlo (open your eyes)

"Vula Amehlo"is Zulu for "open your eyes"

Vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
though eyes aren’t needed to behold
the flowing tears of those of us, left out in the cold

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
the time to turn your back is long gone
no time now to pander and no time now to fawn

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
we the people are hungry, angry, and our skin is torn
though we say it loudly, unbowed we are, and not forlorn

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
we may be invisible and tucked away far from you
but we are here, still, waiting for the promise of freedom to come true

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
you see us sometimes, though you avert your gaze
come on now, compatriots, awaken from your complacent daze

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
we are the open wound that festers on your ostentatious display
band-aids won’t do anymore, we are here, and we are here to stay

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
as you roll down your windows and toss us some coins, look in our eyes
we are your slumbering consciences, we are the famished proof of your lies

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
forget us not as you tuck your pretty children in, and turn off the lights
we too are the children whose mothers, fathers fought for all our peoples’ rights

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
don’t think that we are bitter and livid for no reason or cause
we have been waiting and waiting, for days and a decade, without any pause

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
vula amehlo
mothers and fathers
vula amehlo
brown and white and all shades of this rainbow so bright
we repeat what we said, we are not going to melt away into the night
vula amehlo
one and all
our patience is being tested from day to day, year to year
we have listened to your promises and we now demand that you hear
vula amehlo
open your eyes
and see us, and hear us clearly, and hear us today
band-aids won’t do anymore, we are here, and we are here to stay

vula amehlo
open your eyes



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Three Hebrew Men Were Thrown Into the Fire


There were three Hebrew men with one desire.
They served the true God!  And were cast into the fire!

King Nebuchadnezzar ordered them to bow to a false idol.
But they made up their minds
 to serve the God of the Bible!

He ordered them thrown into the furnace so hot!
But there was a lesson here, that was to be taught!

As he looked in…  He couldn’t believe 
what he saw!
He had seen the living son of God, after all!

At this sight, his words broke and his body trembled!
The Hebrews were unharmed!
No matter how hot the fire was kindled!

He called them out, yelling for them one by one.
He knew they had a visit from God’s holy son!

He looked!  And their bodies weren’t even burned!
They trusted their God! And had no reason for concern!

This same God who rescued the three Hebrew men…
Is the same God who can rescue you from sin!

Though the “fires of life, may be “hot and burning.”
It’s in the direction of God… 
That you need to be turning!

The living son of God would like to visit you today!
Won’t you listen to the words of life, he has to say?

He is the true God!  The king of kings is he!
And invites you to be with him!  For all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Couplet | |

War-Born Lullaby

I hear a mother softly cry
As she sings a war-born lullaby.

The song of a father who went away,
To give freedom one more day.

He promised that he would return,
Return from watching evil burn.

It was a promise he could not keep,
As now he sleeps an eternal sleep.

He gave his life so his child could see,
A land of freedom and liberty.

His body now rests beneath green grass,
His medals and picture behind clear glass.

His soul, however, is not gone.
His ideas and dreams are carried on.

She sings the song of war’s high cost.
She sings the song of freedom not lost.

She sings of a father’s sacrifice,
For his country and family he gave his life.


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Life's hidden lessons

I married a man too early in life
and wasn’t prepared to be a good wife.
I believed he loved me and things would be fine.
My love for him would grow over time. 
The years passing by were good for awhile.
Then came a time I could not see my smile.
He cheated on me and I deserved more.
With a heavy heart I went out the door.
We parted as “friends”, which ended one day.
With a baby conceived he went on his way.
He now liked his freedom away from me.
I carried our son -- he didn’t want to see.
Soon after another cared about me; 
I ignored the things I didn’t want to see.
I married that man -- I thought it’d be best.
But soon after that, he was failing the test.
Driven by fear, I mistakenly thought
A son of “his own” was the thing that he sought
I now had a toddler and one on the way;
there was no doubt, I now had to stay.
Things started to spiral out of control.
The alcohol had a firm grip on his soul.
Choosing to leave to protect us all;
I was forced this time to really stand tall.
Now on my own with two children to raise
I examine my life in so many ways. 
My relationships failed, for that I am sad;
but the result of those could never be bad.
Now long gone are those men from my past
replaced by a “true” love that forever will last.
My love for my sons, my two little boys, 
erase all my pains and reveal only my joys.


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We Are The Sunset

Im all his and hes all mine
Together we spend all our time
This is it were in our prime
Minds linked to one another
Bodies may go their seperate ways when desired
Come home to eachother 
The love undescribable
The freedom; limitless
Mental connection unimaginable
Understanding at its highest peak
Feelings so strong, unbreakable
One incapable to fathum the idea of our bond
Night and day, yet we are the sunset
Separate lives, yet we are one; a strong unit between sun and moon
We set the mood; new style of living
Within the depths of an ocean; a relationship 
While swimming freely throughout the sea of fishes; solitary
It's what many covet
This fire of love for one another so strong, we set eachother free in the same 
breath
A form of happiness higher than whats considered happy.


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america today

do the questions we ask today 
become the answers of tomorrow
how do we go from sing and play
to overwhelming sorrow
when certainty is in question
and wisdom and knowledge depart
we live by our own suggestion
and forget our mind and hearts
we stagger through our walk
and blindly refuse to listen
to those who walked before 


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Fighting the Darkness

When pain and suffering rips me a part
That's when rage and adrenaline begins to start
My soul feels broke, torn all to shreds
Wanting to knock fools upside their heads
My eyes see red and my blood run cold
My mercy and love wants to hold
Darkness takes over my feeble brain
Driving my mind to be insane
Yet I refuse to let my mind go dark
Or else evil will leave it's mark
For my soul would be stained and my hands would be bloody
All sounds would cease and my sight would be muddy
And when the storm finally passes
I will rise above the ashes


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Walk With Me Into The Corn

I heard a haunting ghostly voice
as I lay in my ill sweat soaked convalescent bed say
come walk with me into the corn and into the light

it's now your time to walk with me do not fear
here take my arm I mean you no harm
I cannot reveal what you will see
you must put your trust in me

come walk with me into the corn and into the light
let your field of dreams be realized
discard your fears I will dry your tears
from your long and lonely years
you don't belong here any more

now hold your head up high
sholders back stand up tall
I invite you to walk with me into the corn and into the light
to your destiny a field of dreams
and all your dreams will come true
I promise you

Dennis Davis


Details | I do not know? | |

Ireland

 Oh Ireland i have seen your beauty
 I have seen your hatred too
 I have heard the songs of rebellion
 The war of words,the words of death.
 You remember Pearce,Connolly and Mcbride
 You forget the children who have died
 Died because of your ignorance
 Died,because of you,the people
 Who stand and watch,then turn away
 When will you learn that no-one wins
 In the game of war and hate
 But everybody loses
 For you, is it too late ??


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Living Kingdom

A memory coated in blue
Of dire times; a castle of gloom
A basement filled with the buried dead
My throne within, painted in red

My tower gone, I stepped out alone
In to the mist - an attempt to atone
My basement torched, ignited by grief
With monsters dead, I no longer sleep

That kingdom crumbled in youth
The walls I built made enemy of truth
But still I stand, a victim of self
A treasury lost, it was traded for wealth

The silence turned into words
From inner self, out of this world
The mirror’s glass shattered by light
The darkness cleansed, granting me sight

A memory I leave in the past
For what is gone has brought me at last
To a place clear and true
This garden is my kingdom renewed


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Letter to the Judge

dear Judge
if you were me, would you do what I did

because of the roots of my hair
some shadowy gulf gods got hold of me
and they laughed while they held me
in the howling fjord where my grandfather
once mopped their bathrooms and my father became
himself Satan’s Cheerleader on their fields 
till buckets of drafty sentiments took him away 

my family has grown like prominent objects
held tight by the fingers of piggy fishy air
and after sad diagnostics they sizzled in volts
drowned in pickling fluids while their children 
missed a mother’s love and her beans on Fridays
and forever they now wait to free their laughter

if you were me, would you do what I did

for centuries we’ve walked through a voiceless lawn
enshrouded by whirlwinds surging through nights
have you ever tasted our drafty sentiments for a day
I wish you did to know the burden of agony we carry
in the long sweep of human history

were you not there when certain nostrils prickled on pale  
faces and they dug up false Darwinism sentiments at night
then they hoisted innocent frames between envy and hate
between man and beast between darkness and blindness
and the young frames blazed like a bonfire at Easter
if you were me, would you do what I did

honorable judge 
why is it that all you know of me is Ben Craig


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Subtle Seduction

Watching you clean our pool
On a hot, summers day
Admiring your muscular, tanned body
Your butt looks cute in those shorts!
Strutting around, like your king of the castle
While, I slip into my new, red bikini
Rubbing coconut oil, into my skin
Putting my long, blonde hair loosely in a bun
Leaving a few strands loose
One last twirl, in the mirror
Before walking down stairs
Taking a closer look, at this fine, male specimen!
“Mmmm”
You look even yummier, close up!
Your shirt wide open, baring your manly chest
A big smile, as you greet me “Hello” 
Delighted to see me
Your full package, clearly showing!
Untying my bikini top
My full bosoms, on display
A flirtatious smile, your eyes, widening
I dive in the pool, inviting you in
Be carefree, be spontaneous
You only get to live once!


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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 FIRST DAY OR LAST

She looks in the mirror full of anticipation.
 A bright shining future with a good education.

 A beautiful smile with deep defined dimples.
 One day at a time, life seems so simple.

 Up bright and early, so happy so bliss.
 Hair styled perfect, nothing amiss.

 She picks up her perfume and gives it a spray.
 All primped and ready to start this fine day.

 She grabs her suitcase from under the bed.
 On top lies her husband, a hole through his head.

 She remembers the beating.  It was the last.
 With a gun in her hand, she remembers the blast.
 She takes one last look before leaving the past.
                Then closing the door….
                 ….it’s freedom at last. 


Originally, the entire poem was going to be nothing more than a reflection of the girls life and her view of herself. Then....I couldn't come up with an ending without going on and on....so, just ended up with a "twist" to end it. (To anyone in such a situation, I am not and do not condone the shooting of someone as an "out" for domestic violence, as sad as it is, I can't condone it, you do, however, have my heartfelt sympathy/empathy and understanding). Love Ya


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Cloaked In Ink

The beauty of the molten gold
Embedded beneath my skin
Mysteries concealed, stories untold
They gazed at in disdain.

Forever bold, meaningless art
Ravaged with sinful brands
Beyond the graft, speaks the heart
The criminal is in a trance.

Defeat and sorrow spurt from within
In veiled obscurity it clings to me 
Happiness etched like a triumphant grin
Dearest friends unlock the key.

Oh, I’ll clothe my soul with abundant colors
Of endless styles and hue
Take no heed of the momentous rumors
Of another great tattoo.

© Arabelle Sanchez-Grospe 0892014


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If I Was Yours

I roam the city streets, 
I tread this rocky road alone
There’s a pathway that leaves me breathless
There’s a Utopia beyond imaginable 
There’s no war, no strife, no hatred
There’s no pain, no sadness, no dread
I believe in You…I made it through
The pangs of pressure

I open wide my eyes like open doors
You and I spring up like seashores
We’ll drive this road of vibrant love
If I was a car, 
I’d drive you away from the fallen dove
If I was a train, 
I’d get off track…I zip through the tunnel
If I was yours, 
I’d be the happiest man in the world
The radio is blasting in our joyous ears
The journey of life will continue on for years
But You’re my hope…
My only cure to this fretful spirit
The mountains that keep me courageous 
The sky is ours, 
We must keep it nice and precious
If I were the night,
I’d let my moon shine on you
If I were in a good mood,
I’d be the sunrise…twinkling so true

I hover around the fantastic forest, 
I trek this trial with you in mind,
But you were always by my side
Somehow, love has blocked my view
There’s a Utopia beyond epic! 
There’s peace, truth, love
There’s a healing process that produces happiness, not artificial 
I have faith in You…I made it through
The pangs of dispair…

I fly in the heaven’s light, 
I feel this sweet sensation
But, I’m spiraling around the place,
Orbiting the sun, 
Honoring the son

I can feel your uncertainty slip out of my hands
It entwines me… it digs deep in my soul
Your delicate tune rings true to my ears…
We will arrive on beautiful lands
I’m stepping out of the black hole of my mind  
We must remain together and be partners to escape this journey
Before we meet our end
But, we’ll… eventually bring this hardship to an end
Don’t look at me with envy glued in your eyes
Don’t glare me down…I know the truth behind these lies
The truth will delete it in no time
The world is not what you call a place of serenity 


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Defeat, We Know You Not

Defeat, We Know You Not


Say no defeat shall shatter our dreams
 no boulders shall block our streams
  no pain shall ever erase
The love of freedom we have in place!

Cry out to our ancestor's great pride
 stand the pain , endure the ride
  stand on sacrifice they gifted
Let love of life birth souls uplifted!

Unconquered we live on to be brave
 freedom from birth to the grave
  freedom to freely speak out
Let defiance ring forth with a shout!

Ring our hearts with armor of steel
 death can not ever break our will
  death is but another land
Victory is the heart of every free man!

Say no defeat shall ever mare the face,
or ever dare destroy freedom in the human race!

This was previously written for the Patriot contest 
but replaced with the one I entered . My wife thought
this was the best one but I chose the other entry.
Why are women so smart and intuitive?
Only now do I see her choice was better!
Yes, I dared to admit it to her too! lol


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Cry of a Warrior

Cry of a Warrior The beast stood on the outside Angry he could not get inside Sent to relieve her of her destiny For rescuing souls from his revelry Her body was frail and weak Upon her bones he did seek Lord I am too weak to fight However, in you I put my light Arch Angels entered the room Sent to protect by the groom One went to fight the beast The other raised her up to feast Letting go and letting God Freed the bonds sending His rod One mighty thrust of his light Dismembered the beast into the night This is the presage sent to demand Release my children! Is my command Leave their souls whole and untainted This night in my blood, you are painted As it is written So shall it be! Carole Cookie Arnold


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He Is Real And He Does Real Things

You know,
You are a beautiful person
And you are a beautiful soul.
Your faith is solidified in the ground,
Your hope is spread for all to hear,
Your love graces every heart to cheer,
Your belief in His truth has the power to change,
You believe because you know,
And that is what is so neat to see.


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Strife taught me well

How I fought to justify myself,
my actions and my words
trying to prove that I had reason
to seek vengeance for my hurt.
I felt owed for what was taken,
I felt wronged, broken, forsaken
I seemed forgotten in the course of life
a castaway in slow decay
no certain trail, no destination
going wherever,coming what may.

My battles only wearied me,
scarred my bruised and battered bones,
like victim and offender divided
the war within the enemy

I had to learn to let down my gaurd
to fight the fear that froze my heart,
not to bury myself holding on
to everything that did me me wrong.
To uncover forgiveness and leave behind,
to take not what I would not give, 
and everyday to keep in mind
our struggles teach us how to live. .


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Holy Is The Lamb

Forgive me I have seen 
More than I was supposed to see
I have sin against your name
Father forgive me for I have loved someone 
More than I should have loved
She makes me feel like a king
And I treat her like an angel
She led me to sensations that I don’t know
And I took her close to my heart 
Please forgive me father 
For I have loved her with all my life
Thou my heart beat of air
But it ooz of all her love in my viens
Eventhough i might not see her again


Details | Free verse | |

How Do I Let You Go

What will be
Will be!
I know of this, first hand
Your life was taken away
So abruptly!
I will 
Never forget
That day!
Till the day 
My body dies
And
I am with you, again!

“How was I to prepare myself?”
With 
That kind of 
Life changing, event!
You 
Didn't warn me 
You
Were permanently leaving!
I hope 
You know 
How much “I love you”
Know
You will never be forgotten!

I don’t know 
What 
Has got into me!
Consciously
I feel you
Inside me
I see images
Of your face 
So clearly!
Am I crazy 
To believe in this, my love?

“Are you still with me?”
“Is my imagination 
Playing cruel tricks
Running rampant
As
I talk with you
As if 
You were by my side, right now

In my heart and mind
Your face etched
Imprinted
Like a blue print
That never fades
Your foot prints 
Still remain, beside me
My heart beats
Eternally
Trying to make sense of everything!

Forgive me, my love
For being so strong in my feeling
For it has been a long time
Since I lost you, my friend
Something 
I haven’t
Quite
Got over!

My heart 
Having 
A mind of its own
Aching 
To be with you, still!
To see you
To smell you
To touch you
To taste you
One
Last time!

I want to say “Goodbye” 
Once and for all!
As 
We have
Brought out
The best and worst 
In each other
Rivers run deep
When it comes to you and me!

We have had our fair share of fights and arguments
Stubborn disagreements
All of them
Meaningless
Now
You cease to exist!

I miss your lingering touches
Your hand, stroking my face
Your big, blue eyes
Looking into mine
Your warm lips
Your rough, unshaven face 
The way you
Passionately
Kiss me
While
We make love, till dawn

I miss
All those nights
You kept me 
Safe and warm!
I miss
Your
Loving embrace
I miss
Your
Reassurance!
“Am I ever going to feel the same, with another?”
Just
As 
I felt
In your arms, my love?

How
Do I let you go?
How
Do I set myself, free?
I am ready
To love, again!
With 
‘Our eternal love’
Supporting
And 
Guiding me
Especially
In times, like these!


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Seed Of Love

Tiny seeds germinate
Fresh roots sprout
New life is born!
The weeds come for free
As every beautiful rose
Has it's thorns!
Growing tall, against all odds
Growing towards the light
Laying our roots deep
Staying strong, yet flexible
We are a tree of life
Or the seed in the ground
We are 'one' of the same!


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DEMO

Malawians are feeling the pain 
Interest rates at banks jigged to 40%. 
Cost of living demands a lot to survive 
Our salary tranquil 
Robbers terrorizing us 
Wives spending time at water holes
 Instead of caring families
Subsidy is sand 
Instead of fertilizer
Pay in toilets charging exorbitantly
Just for a visit.
These are worthy going on streets


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Captivity

I was captured at a young age
Heart filled with pain
Mind filled with rage.
I waited for a chance to break out
But too confused
Filled with fear, flooded with doubt.
After a few years I broke free
Only to be captured again
Locked up, indefinitely.
I never got to fly on my own
In captivity is how I’ve lived
These walls all I've known.
My children will never see captivity
For they belong to the captor
And he has set them free.


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Love strikes no more

We had a life together i went to sleep beside you every night and as i would lay there with you beside me i would think and dream to myself you as my man would one day make me your wife they say its funny how things can change with one strike from night to daylight or better yet how there's a thin line between love and hate but never in my mind would i ever dreamed of changing my mind but only time can tell fate cause now in present days all i can feel for you is hate which god forgive my soul its so great but over time i may heal and forgiveness may be possible but for now i don't forget or forgive all the horrible things you did like grab me up in front of my kids or pull my hair until the scalp balls or what about all the 911 calls or what about the times you almost choked me out whatever occasions you choice forever always i refuse to be abused by you or any dudes are you confused cause my head is on straight being with you was a god honest mistake living with you was like Jesus on a stake sacrificing my all for a fool like you how dare you put your hands on a woman who would do anything for you its too late to stop and wonder love for you is so deep down under rain has fallen lightning has flashed so has the sounds of thunder clashed i mean do you pay attention i do believe i mention i would leave you where you stand if you ever raise your hand i mean i do understand that this was no plan but DAT does not take away the fact that i had to fight back from your physical and mental abuse and all the anguish of being misused but in the end we cant mend together what i thought would be forever there could never be a we i let the abuse go so i can be free...


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Believe It

Believe Nothing
Believe Something
Believe Anything
Believe Everything
You are free to believe as you please
As long as that belief doesn't include killing me
If your fist threatens my nose
We will come to mighty blows
Live in peace
Or die in pieces
Don't tread on me
Let me be
Believe it


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Veni vidi, vici et tu offendo

I came I saw I conquered you blundered


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Impact

The hardest thing in life

Is seperatung love from spite ;

Separating the truth, 

Even when you think it sounds right.


If you don't know your enemy,

there's no way you can fight-

And Sometimes the greatest hints are slight ;

As I recall them- 

Laying down at night .


There Is no remorce in self advocacy, 

And no shame in doubting their accuracy;

The intent of others is incalculable,

And you will feel their wrath;

Life is our hourglass- 

So who cares if your an outcast? 


Make the contrast-

Because their *****is all stagecraft; 

Shoot a counterblast,

Stay steadfast- 

And make damn sure it has an impact. 


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Crisp winds

I wake to the crisp winter air

I feel the wind so cool in the night

My soul seems to want to take flight


I hear the lonely winds so cool in the clouds

the  birds chirp a song to waken the others

two hungry shadows lurk in the breeze


So dark this morning in time

waiting for the sun to rise

I hear scampering around the tree's


Hoping to hear your voice

hoping to see your hand in my day

seeing the shadows keeps me longing for your embrace


The sun rises and the leaves seem crisp

ready for snow this morning

the clouds are grey and the wind seems to have

went away.


I close my eyes and see the sun

the sun shines deep in my soul

waiting for my master to take control.



Written by©Betty Bolden

11-11-04


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Small Little Victories

If we break life down into small little victories,
It won't be long until the battle is over,
And before we know it,
The war will be won.


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I'm Pressing On For Jesus

I’m Pressing On For Jesus! I want to press on for Jesus today! May I be attentive! To what he has to say! I want to seek the cross, and it’s true meaning. May HIS will in my life, become more revealing! I want more of Jesus’ love to daily surround me! It wasn’t I, but the Lord Jesus that found me! I want more of his word, to nourish my mind! May his example in me, be what others find! I want to seek his forgiveness! I always need it! His blood can wash away any sin! I believe it! I want you Lord, to come and fill me up! Take your spirit’s oil, and fill my empty cup! Thank you Jesus for this! And everything you do! Help me to press on! And keep loving YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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Home No More

bullets fall like rain
i cannot escape from this war.
a mine explodes nearby,
smoke fills my lungs, choking
the very life from me.
i see my mother standing
tears in her sapphire eyes.
she begs me to stay in America
where it’s safe from war, “O mama,”
i cry, “I won’t make it home to you.”

flying backward, gun in the air
freed from my weakened grasp.
blood...is it mine?
shock comes deep, i stagger up
grasping empty straws.
i see my father now,
proud, strong, and true
“don’t forget to pray,” he whispers
crying, salt tears wetting his cheeks.
i never forgot, papa, no not even once.

i feel the blood wet my shirt
darkness clouds my eyes,
i hear a distant scream,
voices echo in the field
the battle is dying.
i see my little brother
standing so young and innocent
eight years old and proud of me,
“little brother, take up the torch
don’t let freedom die, don’t let it...


Details | Ballade | |

BIG

Think Big, dream big, see big and restrain from keeping your mouth big, you might land up in trouble


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Sharing Stories

carrying us farther, letting go of the past,
memories that were pushed away, but now you face them at last,
pain has a tendency to push us away from the truth,
it can distract us away, or paralyze us to move,
causing us to run, unbearable to face,
we put up defenses so our hearts can't break,
but what if in that breaking the sun shows its face,
crying out to understand, putting our hearts back in place,
to remember, to recognize, a huge reality check,
we thought we packed it away, and we intentionally forget,
brought back to us in different form, the trigger of our loss,
a word, a phrase, a friend or strangers similiar pain, to face the healing process of our hearts,
the hands that loved, that gave effort to reach can give your perspection new view,
going through the same heartaches, going through the same pain, the things you never noticed or knew.


Details | Senryu | |

Be Optimistic

Walk with confidence
Let gladness enter your heart
Be optimistic,

Not Pessimistic!
Don’t doubt your progress – come on!!
You can do this, bud!

Rock on, warrior!
Be bold and be positive
You will live longer 

You’ll die in honor
Attitude of gratitude – 
I grant you – happy?


Details | Senryu | |

HE ATE HER YEARS

                    

                                                      HE ATE HER YEARS

                                                          Ate her years
                                              Doused with cold draft beer      
                                                           Took a bow
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      


Details | I do not know? | |

Owed to Steve,

Ode to Steve,

You controlling backstabber, you've lost control of me. 

You took what you could get, but it belonged to me.

Self Respect, you have none of, So you took mine from me.

You believed you were entitled, That it should all be free,

You think the whole world owes, and you think your due.

you steal from everyone, no one is exempt from you.

I wish they'd all punch you in the eye and kick you in head.

for everything you've lied about and everything you've said.

All the years I wasted,  you wrecked them all for me

All the holidays and family times, days that should be great, 

you destroyed them all for me, and now its you i hate.

you only have yourself  to blame, and you have sealed your fate.

All the slander, and the lies you spread, 
 
what comes around goes around.

I pray that karma's true, that's my wish for you.

I hope You get what you deserve, but multiplied times two.

It is my life, I've taken it back, 

I'm finally rid of you.


Details | Free verse | |

Poverty grows

Poverty.
Hardship and suffering
all behind society's eyes
raised by the ghetto
slums cracked lights out
scavenges for life
its gone. 
The same face in all places
no father figures
can't support, gone
moms fiend for crack
the silent killer
hard to take, reality hurts
the youngest
nothing lives within him
unloved, felt like a colorless weed
wants to develop
a beautiful rose
society wont let
its a cruel world
only the streets
resist the temptations.
Death laid outside his doorstep
waiting to grab the innocent beneath 
Gang life sleeps in his thoughts
trying to fight the opposition
a deadly current war.
Getting older
need to make ends meat  
but how, never given a chance
selling drugs only option 
need to feed his children
and in his mind
nobody cares
people just stare.
Treated as the fungus of earth
and all this money
soldiers dying, the devils agreement
army of weeds, never stop regrowing
power making more poverty
not spent on the poor
only used for wars
its sad.
A war on drugs
to fight them off
but they made them
dirty tricks, crooked 
and deceived
and still we don't change this
mankind has the say
not the rich.
Children screaming, not heard
tears not felt
like a raindrop with no splat
it always keeps raining
in his eyes.
People so caught up in the power
like a wolf fighting for its food
wraps around the minds 
changing ambition to greed
Just share 
then i think things would be fair
for all the bad acts
its countless.
Going through his mind 
all the times he cried
number of life's he lost
early deceased
in the penitentiary
trapped left to die
a fly under a glass.
Certain peoples cause
an act with no redemption 
soon to burn in hell
tried to deceive us
saying they were against us
causing pains and misery.
A secret war
an epidemic
propaganda in its finest form 
defying the innocent
minds controlled 
eyes turned, no notice
no justice.
It goes on and keeps on growing.


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what's right what's wrong

Peel of my layers
One after the other
See my core 
Become gentler
For you, it might be a pretty game
To me, it’s a mystery untamed

Drenched in the pool of my own sweat 
I don’t let slip in the regret 
The paths I choose
Will see the answers be met
I finally drop the noose  
Around my neck

The voices are no more a blur
The faces are no more a haze
I am turning over 
To a silent page 
As the only thing matters now
Is to let nothing ever matter again 


Details | ABC | |

Enslaved


Dishearten was I in foreign land
Unjust Kings enslaved me
Until His Unfailing Nail Pierced Hands
From enslavement saved me
Now strongly praised beyond compare
Rock of my Salvation
Build in me a house to dwell
With unyielding dedication
Hear my new song
The Joyful shall sing
 This Ransomed Nation Thankful for His
Sacrifice, Amazing Reconciliation


Details | I do not know? | |

For Pete Seeger Huddie Leadbelly Ledbetter and Woody Guthrie

For Pete Seeger, Huddie ‘Leadbelly’ Ledbetter and Woody Guthrie


it was a long time ago
when you put your words into song

'this machine surrounds hate and forces it to surrender' you scribbled on your old guitar

and you wielded that banjo & guitar as weapons, 

fiddling out a hail of truth

of solidarity

of angry, vehement calls for peace

you said of Leadbelly, that that Huddie Ledbetter was a helluva man

you sang and spoke through dust clouds and relief lines

you taught us all, to seek out hope wherever we can

and when they tried to call all of you goddamned reds

you sang on ever louder and louder, rattlin' their prejudices as they slept in their plush beds

you rode and you rambled and thumbed your way around

the land that is my land and your land too

for you believed all this earth was shared common ground

and when you sang of overcoming one day

the injustice and pain that you witnessed along the way

they further branded you a commie, a pinko or a nigger-lover or a jew-lover, or an enemy of the state

while your banjo and your guitars continued to surround their blind hate

'this machine kills fascists' you etched on that guitar as well

but they were all deaf, for they could not hear the tolling of the bell

'the bell of freedom

the hammer of justice

the song of love between your brothers and your sisters'

and they knew not that they were the ones who would sizzle in their own bigoted hell

and then came the marches and you were there too

with dr. king in Birmingham and Selma, and you faced their spit, their venomous rage, their clubs and sticks and knives, but you always knew

that your cause was just and that the truth must one day prevail

however long it may take, you never gave up, you sang and you marched and you strummed yourselves, victoriously, into their jail

and then they shot him, they shot Dr. King dead, as they burnt and lynched many more

yet you stood firm, you never wavered, your blood was red after all, and they could not tarnish the truth's core

and so it came to pass, that woody went on his way, to his pastures of plenty up in the sky

and Huddie too, said his last and final goodbye

and you were then one, and you may have felt alone and overwhelmed, by the battles and with all that was wrong

but then you saw that the people were with you 

as they had been, all along

and so you continued to fiddle with that old banjo

dragging it through Newport and Calcutta and Dar-es-Salaam

and through countless unknown halls in numberless unknown towns

across this earth, turning, slowly, putting smiles of togetherness, on faces that were once pock-marked with disillusioned frowns
so...
today as I jot down these poorly scribbled words for all of you
for Woody, Huddie, and Pete
I do so in gratitude, for after all the travails that you've been through
I know that you know that this world still has its fair share of hate, and of loss and of injustice and of gloom
but I also know that you know that though all the old flowers may have gone
there always will be, as there always must be,

a fresh flower somewhere, that will quietly bloom.


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Imagine

If all the things I have right now were taken away and I had nothing left I would fantasize about nature and how beautiful it is. I would imagine that I was swinging on an old tire swing in front of a river. In the river were little ducks and I would go feed them. In my life right now I don’t think of nature that way. I think if my freedom was taken away I wouldn’t take it for granted the way I do and I would know how much it actually means to me. I would also imagine my family getting together for my family reunion. We would usually have them in September. My aunt would make her fancy white cake topped with chocolate drizzle. My grandma always made her jello cake; I still don’t know exactly how she makes it. The others would bring KFC, at least three boxes full of chicken and fries. All the kids would sit together and play games and laugh as we threw food at one another. We would have a game where the kids lined up from age 1 to age 13 and you would get to pick a prize appropriate for your age. I would always get stuck with bath soap and tooth brushes.I take a lot of ordinary things for granted and I think a lot of people do but they won’t admit it. Sometimes I even take life and my freedom for granted. I think that if maybe we wouldn’t take things for granted like the trees or our freedom that maybe our lives would be a lot better and things wouldn’t happen the way they do. I have lived long enough to know that it won’t happen, nothing happens the way you want it to. Just a few months ago I lost my grandma and I couldn’t do anything to help her. I took all of the things she did for granted and now that she’s gone I miss her. She used to make this tuna casserole, it was just amazing but I never told her just how much she meant to me. I think if I would have told her that more then I wouldn’t feel so guilty or depressed that she is gone. I never told her what I needed to. If people could use the words of John Lennon “Imagine Peace” and actually think about it then maybe the world wouldn’t have to end because there wouldn’t be any enemies, murders, drugs, none of the bad things would have happened. If we could have just accepted everyone around us for who they are and known that one day we all have to die, we could have stepped back from it all and said I had a good life and I don’t regret any of it. I think it’s no good to step back from something and tell yourself that you could have done something to prevent it.


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Perch

It isn't long before I begin to realize
how even from the beginning
the eyes seek out distances,
the weightlessness within the stride,
the satellite built in memory
that almost leaves me to part from these feet;

when bones begin to splinter,
click and creak inside of me
from ankle to wrist--
hip sliding out of place--
like a tired pedestal,
veins snapped from their straight posture,
as the surge inside me slows.

The ceremonies are always the heaviest,
people gathered, hand-linked
just long enough to know
that cells have shut down,
a liver drowns,
and the heart is a temeramental organ;

death becomes an affair of the flesh
as I leave an oxidated streak in time,
a frenetic unseen,
pieces of me 
fallen to the ground--
hair, flesh, bone.




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Be Free

When It all began it was I,
who lent a hand,
you wanted to fall,
I built you up,
you wanted to fly,
well, tough luck,

In between,
you began to change,
your walls grew strong,
you were unafraid,

a passion that far excited mine,
as I began to lag behind,
You strung me along,
but I began to see,
you no longer needed me,

as time moves on
I will fade
but the memories we've shared
they'll give you wings
so you can fly away
and become something

don't weep for me
because it was my pleasure
to sow in every delicate feather

change your life
be a guiding light
lend others a hand
as I gave mine

time is relative,
for friends such as we,
I succeed as you fulfill your destiny,

you will forever be,
a part of me,
so be happy, be healthy,
but most of all,
be free,


Details | Free verse | |

An Agent of Life

My names symbolize and mean victorious.
I am a soldier of a higher power.
I am one that is here on a direct mission:
To defend the defenseless.
I am a sword.
The sword strikes those who attack the weak.
So that the attackers feel the wrath given to me,
And understand that I treat them as they treat others.
So that the weak know,
They are never alone in this fight.
I am a shield.
The shield defends and respects.
It respects that all are human,
I am wisdom.
I step back and watch the skirmishes of life,
I review them rationally,
So that when I join a battle,
I know, I am on the right side.
There is a higher power.
It inspires me to act.
But It is kinder than I.
It would forgive where I would strike back.
But I will fight anyways,
For it is my duty to fight other battles.
Life is a fight,
But I…
I am a sword.
I am a shield.
I am wisdom.
I am…
Victory!


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Ready to Run

I am in a race, to see the face of faith
I am on a ride, to see the world unified
I am on a train, to the end of pain
On a jumbo jet, free from all my debt
 
Sounds too good to be true
But hey it worked for me
And it can work for you
One day you’ll see
And when you do
You’ll be free too
 
You’ll be walking down a new road
And no longer will you carry that load
Your regrets, your mistakes
Your pain and your heartaches
No, none of that will compare to what lies ahead
In the greatness of his plan, your past is dead
 
Nothing in this world will make you cower
Your mind will become a strong tower
 Your life, a testament to His power
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, Get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun
 
This is not just a rule book
Not just a good boy’s guide to life
Come, take a closer look
Get ready to jump, ready to dive
Into the most important mission
 You could ever accept
A grand adventure, a most epic quest
Put your worries to rest
Because this is what's best

 In these last few years
Though there has been pain
And there have been tears
My life has completely changed
I used to be filled with fear
I was frightened by failure
Now I've been to the jungles of Ecuador
Three times already, soon to be four
 
I used to be bound by addiction
My heart in a state of affliction
Now I am set free
To live with integrity
No more distractions 
To delay me from action
 
And this life is only just beginning
This is only the first chapter
Here is my point
Christ is not about not sinning
Not just about avoiding the rapture
No He has far greater plans than that
More than our imaginations can capture
Plans for both you and me
To take part in a glorious adventure,
To fulfill our destiny
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun!


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Universal Children

A child I am, a child of love
Seeking my universal home
Seeking the creator of my being
Building my faith and courage 
Love, my foundation
My spirit, navigating me 
To where I originate from


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Broken

Broken

I’m cobbling together pieces of myself
Broken apart when I fell
Upon an unforgiving life,
Cold, like marble.

Dusting off this one, examining that one,
Holding each up to the light.
Is this one worth saving?
Not always an easy decision,
For they’re all old friends
And they make me feel comfortable.

But some old friends are beguiling.
My bed of roses was full of thorns.
Ignoring their heartless pricks,
Their barbs slowly drew my lifeblood,
Drop by drop.

So I will choose the best pieces I can find,
Being careful not to slice my fingers on the shards.
There’s the piece who remembers what it feels like
To be five years old, and the piece who loves to sing,
The piece who is a mother, a friend,
And the piece who enjoys cooking and writing.

I will fashion some new pieces, too.
Maybe people won’t recognize some pieces, maybe even me.

Being broken isn’t so bad. 
Not when you get to choose how you put yourself
Back together again.  
Maybe being broken is a gift.


Details | I do not know? | |

You Are What You Wear

Ya walk around 
With your butt hanging out
The media tells you yes!
But the heart is 
Filled with doubt.

No body told you
That fashion made sense
It has stupid rules
And the morals are bent.

But still, you put on
Those uncomfortable things
With insanely tight trousers
Mini shorts,
And stuff made of strings.

. . .

Out of the many
Things you could wear
You choose the clothes
That make ya look bare.

With tops so darn low
They let nothing hide
Maybe trousers with holes in
Ooops. . .
There goes your pride.

Your body is special
Yet you treat it like trash
Copying everyone. . .
So you "think" you look flash

But . . .

Seriouslly, honey.
Where's your sense of decorum?
You think that will attract a good guy?
Nooope. . .
It will lead him to boredom.

If you really want
The right kind of guy
Treat your self as special
And hold your head high

The truth of the matter is...
If he really loves you
You could wear a sack
And he would still think
That you were cute.

                :)


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ODE TO MISSISSIPPI

ODE TO MISSISSIPPI

We are the State that shines.
We are unity others desire.
We stand for peace and strength.
Our seal is represented.

Our families are our friends.
Our glory is justice to all humanity.
Our focus is to overcome any gap.
We stand for peace and harmony.

Mississippi, accordance we have.
Mississippi, we represent well.
Mississippi, you are true.
Mississippi – red, white, and blue

We are the State that shines.
We are unity others desire.
We stand for peace and strength.
Our seal is represented.

Our families are our friends.
Our glory is justice to all humanity.
Our focus is to overcome any breach.
We stand for peace and harmony.

Mississippi, accordance we have.
Mississippi, we represent well.
Mississippi, you are the truth.
Mississippi – red, white, and blue

~Repeat all one more time and close~


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Wages Of War

Bodies were lying on the ground,
from the echoes of prison there was no sound.
Their hearts were wounded their minds were shattered,
the uniforms they wore were torn and tattered.
The soilders that remained were far but few,
but still they held our flag of the red, white and blue.
They knelt beside the wounded and the dead,
for the burial of their fellow soilders they would most certainly dread.
Some were young and some were old,
but their memory they will always proudly behold.
The bombs exploded as they hid behind a rock,
now shameful to say some only recieved a pine made box.
Smoke still surrounded them at that lonley battle ground,
as they gathered the wounded without making a sound.
You see this war they fought had such a big cost,
for all of the lives they so dearly lost.
Some still live their lives with all of the pain and strifes,
as the violent images still cut like a knife.
They sit there thinking if only others could walk in our shoes,
now most of these soilders have no home to come home to.
Some bare scars even yet today,
for the cost of our freedom we could never repay.
Some are homeless Vets on the street,
and some just need a place to rest their tired feet.
They protected our country with all they had,
now what help they get is all so sad.
Please give thanks to our troops each day,
for the kindness they express we could never repay.


Details | Free verse | |

Morbid Luck

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

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

We are fading… we’re fragments
Escalating ferociously…  

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

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

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

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


Details | Didactic | |

Numbers Subtract At Dawn

                  Numbers Subtract At Dawn
                       (4 & 6 Take Sides)

Number 4 and 6 are safe for the moment basking in their wholeness
In a sun, on their side, as they stand holy in the light
Erect, gesturing, complete, as numbers should be 

Enemies destroyed most digits starting with the perfect ones
Calling them irrelevant, having them erased, having them removed

Fractions diminish, section by section, cut off from equals
Fratricide is common among numerators and denominators
Fighting to be on top

Major math, primary numbers, stand alone 
To figure out the calculus of it all   
Zero explains much, holds integers as “whole”, as accountable, in contempt
Real numbers hate them for their size, exposed parts, being divisive
(Division is a crime)

5 does everything in its power to become the number to its left or right
It calls them neighbors 
4 and 6 will have nothing to do with it
They call 5 a “numeric perversion”  
4 will always be 4.   6 will always be 6
They both want 5 to leave the country quickly (at once)

All numbers should be reduced by day break
They will comply and murmur down

Subtraction takes place at dawn
Where the countdown begins at once
Starting with the number one
4 & 6 take sides but don’t change
Nothing else remains

 


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September of Embers

A September of embers:


    Even though time in years has filtered and passed
    The tears and sadness of that day will last

    A friend...family members.. or just someone we knew
    Blood splattered faces constantly came into view

    Too many people running frightfully scared
    The frozen faces from windows... the unprepared

    Americas laughter and smiles silently went far away
    A deadly thought on a horrific day

    Innocent people....children.. dads and moms..sisters and brothers so kind
    It seemed like that day last forever...it was frozen in time

    The steel and concrete giants fell so mighty.. so fast
    The large deep shadows in the city....a thing of the past

    Once so mighty like tall mountain trees
    They fell so fast like wet straw in a breeze

    Never forget the sadness and fright we all felt inside
    Looking for safety and comfort..somewhere to cry

    Remember this day as you look towards the heavens
    We as a nation will never forget that day.. it was 9-11


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Peacefully

I can’t breathe anymore
this lesson I swear I already know

I’ve had to relearn it several times before
Hmm let’s ponder that thought 

Why must I keep repeating the same quest
again and again
What is it I’m just not seeing
Perhaps I’ve no epiphany 

Reading between the lines just a bit too much
Giving me directions I cannot trust
Accepting without exceptions
Although I must
Always questioning 

I’m starting to see where I may have left 
some extremely valuable aspects in respect to perpetrating the temptation 
Tempting though not sweet 
is the everlasting torch that’s never going to be complete  
Only competitively repetitive speaking
Wills this conquest’s endeavor to be a true conquer

Walk free in amnesty  


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Traveling With A Purpose

Traveling with a purpose by One who went before us,
to do this in order to obtain our Royal Priesthood.  Enter
Heaven's gate.

The quest is to penetrate the hardness of hearts, to 
light up unsmiling faces... requiring daring along with
certain times of solitude.

Set the course to destroy Satan's evil schemes.

Use the Word of God, His truth as your sword.


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THE FIRST DAY OR LAST - REWRITE

She looks in the mirror with great hesitation.
 Unsure of the future, will she find peace or incarceration?

 A beautiful smile with deep defined dimples,
 Life for her has never been simple.

 She takes a deep breath and a moment to pray.
 She has to be strong, there’s no other way.

 Her suitcase is packed under the bed.
 On top lies her husband, a hole through his head.

 She remembers the beating.  It was the last.
 With a gun in her hand, she remembers the blast.
 She takes one last look before leaving the past.
                      Her first day of freedom….
                       ….Or is it her last? 

I submitted the original to a poetry site to receive some feedback. Well, the moderators of the site tore it to shreds! They had nothing positive to say about it. So, upon their advice, I did a rewrite. They preferred this rewrite. (Personally, I like the original and I think this rewrite sucks). 
 I would love to know what you guys out there think. Thanks


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CLEVELAND

the city is closing for the night
stores draw their blinds one by one 
every street is dark save for the dim 
Downtown streetlights bending at the neck

like weighted stems of steel. Rockefellers 
and Carnegie have built the city in layers:   
clinics, factories, the rounded arch hotels  
what is not there than fortune?  Further Downtown 

has changed with neon lights flashing from 
4th Street Bar and Grill on The Corner Alley where
they serve stylish late dinner at night so before you  leave 
Downtown have a day at West Side Market, howl at the

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, visit houses turned galleries 
and other places that make Cleveland a great City
of course, the great Lake and Tri-C welcomes 
you to adventure and a brighter future beyond pine trees

yet, drifting along silent paths alone is a soul walking
to a desolate corner of the city where alone with the family
their souls swirl like clouds of birds vanishing into the sky
and soon will fade like a smoke into thin air

pacing down the road rolling silently through the frost
in the dark after the nightshift is this soul with his head in his palms
the neon lights of Downtown ended where his air smells of salt
and his lover’s body was once found in the cold snow
it’s his third job of the day but you can’t find eggs on his dinner table

in Cleveland there are many young beech-trees on the edge
trembling to stand still beneath their pale skies and they shudder
like leaves in the light air afraid of the star beyond their reach
and my heart fills slowly with tears that will never dry



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Woe In Our Lives

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

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

Don't be a forlorner - 
Be a conquerer!


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Haters

To all the haters, to all the disbelievers, to all those who doubted me along the way. 
This is for you, I stood strong in the face of adversity and saw it through now it's my turn to shine, as I take my place among the stars.

So to all you haters out there, look up at me now as  I stand tall and proud as I have overcome adversity despite all the odds. 
I alone faced the hardships that were  thrown at me, I stumbled and go back not letting me it get me down. 

I alone overcame the barriers in my way and hurtled over them with ease, so stand aside all you haters all of you who would stand in my way, Today is my day


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My Pain

My whole life is surrounded by pain In fact, it's made me who I am. Having to hide my feelings fills me with sorrow, as I trudge day after day. I guess you can say its the foundation of my strenght. Everything I am today is because of this pain. I've turned my pain into a rock. A place where I lean on when I'm tired of faking happiness. A place I run from when I get a glimpse of true happiness. I long to feel free from it, but it has kept me captive, prisoner in chain, yet no resentment; for it has made me strong. Strong enough to stand in this world


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Patriot's Cause, America's Freedom

Patriot's Cause, America's Freedom

America; here was found a shore on which to cast
fateful voyage , ship speeding at full mast
patriots true to historic cause
world now gives great applause

In this land of mountains heaped in pride
Paule Revere raced his famous ride
over cobbled streets in dark of night
a patriot took to flight

Sounding a great alarm to rush to defend 
to arms, all ye neighbors and friends
freedom's enemy silently sallies forth
marching from the North

History records the great battles big and small
patriots courageously defending, standing tall
victory earned by death and sacrifice
freedom's reward would suffice

As centuries now have past, so very steadily flown
America stands with sweet freedom on it's own
patriots over time have sacrificed and died
defending liberty, American pride


07/05/2014


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THE JOB' S COMFORTERS

Here they partake                     
Here they undertake                                                        
The populace for claimed change
But no valuable range
         
The undertakers often masquerade
The masquerades parade
In-advance will in will
          
The will unveils self-interests
For youth no job invests
For populace no dining table

For Gerinians maladies incurable  
V.I.P Gerinians are equal
In Gerinian all are not equal


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Il Fiore Della Bruma P4

Mr. Visage of the manor, was often regarded in the highest esteem.
He lived in direct centre of the valley
Lauded his walls with fine antiques and trinkets;
Gold plated vases of crushed ice
Refilled by the hour.
Ebony perfumes
Travelling in thick cloud, like a rich fog of delight
Or marvel atleast.
His walls were only thin bamboo,
And he visited the villagers regularly.
Ofcourse, they privately grumbled of his accommodation
And obsessive nature to present, even perform at times.
Yet he was quite the life amongst them
They would none but laugh and smile in his presence.
Only laugh and smile.

Mr. Visage was a tapestry of pride
A great man in many respects.
Maybe he enjoyed his success too much,
But in person still,
He was a good man amongst the valley.

“This Family is a secret dysfunction;
Alone in all but volume.
Pray for the beauty of the elegant bird.
These wonders I have homed
From a tropic desolation,
Here to see and be seen
In the total view of the prominent.
Perfection of Asia, Africa, bizarre and prize
Drawn together by infinite work:
Pray for the beauty of the elegant bird.

Uneclipsed, I dive
Capsuling grace in a midnight charm
With a stare so ready to flicker
And dissolve the empty rooms.
What will happen to my attraction
Once I depart?”

 The Mr. Visage wept
For the bird that flew
And Mr. Visage would never depart. 


If there's anyone that's actually been reading all these parts, this one is by far the most obscure, probably looks pretty poor without it making sense but it does, particularly when in comparison with part 2 and 3


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Darkness and the Sun

Slowly darkness reaches out

gently killing all thats bright

pushing out all the light

filling  everything with night.


wait I call out to the day

please can't you stay

or at least take me away


but the light 

the light does not respond

instead countiues to fade


only the night

only the night wind answers my plea

saying whoo? Whooooooo?

Whoooo are youuuuu that youuuu shouuuld go with the light?


Alone i'm left.


When the darkness comes 

it reaches out for me

wrapping around me 

I feel the gloom breaking down my shield


So one more time I call out to the light, 

Calling for the Sun

Please Please rescue me from the night!


Then suddenly I see the Sun,

Rising,

I feel the warmth of His rays,

wrapping around me

holding me in the Light


I am here

you are not alone

I will always return.

Never  fear for the Night is the one that will always fade away.


So when the Night comes

When he steals everything that sparkles

Remember that you are not alone

that the Sun will soon be hodling you.




5/29/08 





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Sunshine's Near


Tears, 				                Steer, 
Rain				                        Boat 
Falls softly 			                Rapidly 
lament… 			                        Whirling… 
Disdain drives me		                Subside from my
Insane; lament burns		        Side, waves! Ocean churns
In your bliss-blue eyes		        In your abyss-aching heart
You’re turning aside from . . . 	        You’re paddling away from . . . 
The healing process! Pursue it!	The Joyous Island! Discover it!
The world’s spinnin’ too fast 	        The blue sky won’t last
I see a sea			                I hear a breeze
That flows with glee		                That makes me freeze
Don’t turn back!		                Do carry on!
Move forward!			                Be at ease! 
Hovering flies;			                Clear skies;
High Spirits 			                Soaring falcons
Childlike                                           Sunshine's
Fears				                Near


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Eyes and mind

         eye and mind
What you see 
Through the eyes
Never stay just only 
With the eyes

What you see 
With the eye 
Go beyond the
Eyes to
The mind 

The eye see first
The mind determine
What you believe you 
See

The mind 
Is In the middle 
Between your soul
And heart

When one see
Just with the eyes
It mind is empty

When the mind 
Is empty one can't 
See

For The eye can't see 
Without the mind


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Outside the Box

No more torn bandages on infected thoughts
Constantly searching for brevity and promise
Dogs of war sounding trumpets to march
Missions mocking the sound judgements of peace
Digging into safe silence and days of thunder
Casting the wish across a pond looking for ripples
Waiting for the sun and the return of my freedom
Magic and morality,misguided mantras
Useless work passed on from generation to generation
How do you fill the void, loosen the pull on the people


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Heartstrings of Our Being

deathless is the wrong road
longing broken hearts travel
a mosaic of silly love songs
lonely memoriam on display

tearful memories ere praised
needful trivial feelings deep
of joyful treasured moments
abandoned dreams assuaged

profound thoughtful promises
of lingering breathless ecstasy
oneness once inspired desire
in hopes ever long forgotten

time’s rarest of gifts opened
fondly remembered no more
true love’s mystery unsolved
labyrinth of the heart inborn

our human spirit’s lifelong 
innermost desire to perform
an orchestral masterpiece on
the heartstrings of our being

© Eugene Harvey


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Raise your voices

Raise your voices to the sky,
on eagles wings let it fly.
The same spirit that keeps us free,
will never be brought to its knees.
Let them know that freedom rings,
across the moutains and the valleys it sings.
That truth and peace will unite,
and help us to win the fight.
Raise your voices to the sky....

JSergi


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One way

After the cutter of trees put down some trees,
He felt the scent of apples held by the breeze,
And the obstacles thicken instead of disappearing.
"The world worlds," as a word in its family`s ring.
He rested in the jungle of words and strange puns
Where the thoughts`invisible agile roe still runs; 
He must return to the springs of our Being 
And he has to open himself without prejudice 
To the living waters found therein beside a dice. 
His efforts to uncover the primal reality 
Must go back even of Being and serenity
Besides the known tree, interposed woman
As logical essence between Being and man 
Made use forced Being to disclose itself again
Through man-made forms and sobbingly stain. 


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Laurel

I am victory.
I wonder: present, not past or future.
I hear, sunset… and sunrise!
I see with your eyes, with eyes unclouded.
I want: helping, love.
I am smart.  I am strong.

I pretend … it’s alright though.
I feel: happiness, brokenness.
I touch the hearts, the spirits.
I worry, does it help, what I do?
I cry, loneliness.
I am done with losing, on with choosing.

I understand: alone, as in, unique.
I believe: it’s alright!
I hope: family united – kindred-ness.
I dream, conquering suffering.
I try, NO… I do!
I am the coolest girl in the whole wide world!
I am – me!


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Counting Sheep

We persist in running again.
Eyes widened by experience, open like wounds.
Heavy jaws of ruminated
Portions.
Hallucinations of wolves and foxes and mean people,
Ripped members and massacres could
Always and never happen. Our lives
Mean nothing while living in
Tastebuds of animals and those who profit
From our meat and coarse hair.
They fade in our mind, hitherto
We persist in running,
To fleetingly feel alive.


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Great karroo

O ye people of no faith
Why not fight for human right
A right of freedom and tranquility
The states of our minds are far off
Think within the box and take away 
vengeance From our lands
Otherwise there will be no place to live
So therefore let us not forget the tribes 
The cultures and beliefs of our origin
With one voice all hopes are met
With knowledge protocols are observed
I will suggest we forget the past
Move on and protest now that we are aware
Our rights to life,to justice ,to freedom
Be giving back to us one after the other
As we match our way into the troubled kingdom
We shall not be shaken by any obstacles
We shall not die but live even if we are starved
Warriors, leaders,followers lets push 
To pull the wall of Jericho as it falls down
Rejoice o ye people of strength 
We have entered into our place of truth
Dominate and conquer like the great karreo
Peace is all we need 
 

Roseline olajide


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A Sinner I am Not

Closing my eyes
Feeling the moment
Listening
No thoughts distracting me
Surrendering
Setting my heart free
Reviewing, learning, growing
Releasing the blame and guilt, I harbour
Releasing the things, I once thought I could change
Recognising good or bad
Right or wrong 
A sinner I am not!
My mistakes, my greatest blessings
Living my life
Being human


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For Dr Martin Luther King Jr

For Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
 
You had a dream
of pastures of peace
where children of all hues mingled like rainbows
 
they silenced you, but your voice
resounds now in those pastures
not yet of peace
 
and your dream is still a dream
the dream you dreamt while others slept
 
you said that you’d been to the mountain-top
and they silenced your voice just then
before your eyes saw that promised land
of pastures of peace where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
now your vision is glimpsed in some pastures
not yet of peace
and yes, they silenced your voice
but your spirit their bullets could never tear apart
your spirit, like your dream
is mingled with the wind in all those pastures
not yet of peace
and until we give life to your dream
those pasture of peace
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
shall remain simply your dream
so as we remember you today
and pledge that those pastures of peace
are nourished first in each of us
for only then will your dream will take root
and blossom into our shared dream
and the view from the mountain-top,
radiant and bright and full of hope shall seem
 
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
 
 
 


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Phoenix

I'm drowning under your ridicule
Sick and tired of listening to your rules
Fed up of being beaten black and blue
It's gone too far and now I'm leaving you

You got no right
to beat me up
This relationship's over
Now face the dust

No more a puppet 
Dancing to your tunes
No more words hurting
Or cutting me through

You've crushed who I was
Took the soul out of me
I'm a phoenix in the ashes
And I'm setting me free

I'll spread my wings
And fly on the breeze
One day a Mr Wonderful
Will capture me

I can build me back up
Whilst you're on the ground
Learn to smile once again
With less pressure around


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Eternal Soul

I look at you and wonder
How is it you made it through
You must have had some battles
And won at least a few

A thousand lines across your face
Say you’ve been here awhile
And I wasn’t surprised to learn
You've traveled many a mile

Yes, time has left its mark on you
And your body is bent and old
But there is something that time can’t touch
It is what is commonly called your soul

It puts the sparkle in your eye
And the love light in your heart
Yes, the body grows old and dies
Before your soul departs

It goes we know not where
When that time arrives
The body is buried and gone forever 
But the soul is free and remains alive

So never fear the onslaught of age
You still have places to go
When it is time to shed the body
It shall free your eternal soul


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Modern Society

Ages, eras
Pass on by
in essence
Time flies

But what have we come to
As a society?
Simply falsehoods
And false piety?

Sorrow, hate
Ruined fate
Terrorism, controversy
As of late

Do we really comprehend
The effects of our defects
The implications
Of what we elect

What we elect
For society to accept
What eventually reduces us
To ignorance's depth

From everything now
Today, yesterday, and tomorrow
It seems as though
The default emotion is sorrow

But not all hope is lost
For there is a light
It may be in the distance
But there is one cost

We as a society
Must choose to resolve
Our immorality
We must dissolve

We must vanquish
All hatred and conflict
That we create
And that media depicts

Maybe if we take this
One step at a time
We may step out of this abyss
Out of this paradigm.


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GOETHE S PATH

GOETHE’S PATH Jake Castle placed a landmark. He was not on ordinary trip. His Goethe’s Path was rampart. In the forest, he trekked. ______________________| PENNED ON JUNE 15, 2014!


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Look Out for Yourself

Always remember who you have got to look out for...It's you
And only you who knows your inside thoughts and truths
You don't need the evidence as you have the proof
Because when push comes to shove we are all on our own
As people, friends and foe they all come and go
But we can take from them, what they have shown 
So if we read between the lines and follow life's directionless signs
We may feel lost but who knows what we may find
These new dilemas might make your mind and body so tender
You may feel like you're falling from the edge of the Earth
But never give up.. this is no surrender.


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The Anthem of Audrey and Alice

A day that passed a time ago amongst the glory of all mankind 
lived an angel thy Audrey from Athens who's heart was in twined, 
Oh indeed in a time of the finest of kings, and the duchess and queens, 
For Audrey to love in the likes of she, indeed in all was not to be, 
For Audrey of Athens who cried for one's love, to hold and to cherish,    
Whom she found in the likes of Alice of Abington, oh indeed such a merit, 
But who's to dwell on such the dungeons of this timely parade? 
For one such as Audrey to hide away her mask in this gathering of days, 
Oh such a yearning cries out of her heart for the one she holds so dear, 
To whisper the songs of love in Alice's ear where no one can hear, 
To taste the tingle in one's lips, and the breath of curious wonder, 
As bare as they are the two become one under the growling gods of thunder, 
How can one such as Audrey of Athens pronounce to the world, 
That it is true love in which was found, indeed in the likes of another girl, 
In the heart of Alice from Abington whom she cries for till death, 
As now the lonely angel from Abington waits still sitting on her lover's front steps.


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Inception: Sprinkle Salt and Pepper upon my Distasteful Flavor - Collab with Mikey part 1

The roof’s the limit, hon, sorry – I can’t change the rules nor can I mask the night with delight that will let you down in the aftermath…
So, stop throwing your two-year-old fits…once again, darkness will come upon you, but you must shun it out with the light’s wrath
I don’t wanna feel this ache in my bones
Don’t wanna feel this ache in my bones
I don’t wanna feel for you anymore
I don’t wanna feel tortured or ignored
If you loved me, why don’t you show it?
If you need me, why didn’t you say so in the first place?
I was left behind in the dust of my past – that wasn’t so sublime..
And then…all of the sudden, you thought me a waste of time
If only you saw my shine
If only you saw my shine
I thought you were truly mine
It’s a crime to steal you from that other guy
But, that’s alright with me – I gave it my best try
Pound to the rhythm of my heart
P-p-p-pound to the rhythm of my heart
Pound to the rhythm of my
Pound to the rhythm of my
Pound to the rhythm of my heart
Don’t utter those cruel words in my ears
They ran me over for countless years
I thought to myself - these starlit scars will never heal, unless God sprinkles salt and pepper upon my distasteful flavor...erase the pain that hits me to the core...yet, you were the one that I-I adore!
Well, now, on second thought, I don't LOVE you anymore...
The moment you closed the door, I slammed my face against the cold, merciless floor...I dreamt of dreams I longed to explore
What is in store? Tell me now...what is in store now?
I thought I could take on anything
I thought you were my everything
You are crawling in my veins…
I should’ve had the brains
To let go of the fickle infatuations I felt towards you
Oh, silly me – now, I’m a lover alone, feeling awfully blue
I thought to myself - these starlit scars will never heal, unless God sprinkles salt and pepper upon my distasteful flavor...erase the pain that hits me to the core...yet, you were the one that I-I adore!
Memories of you now haunt me; I was so blind
You never truly cared and you'd leave me behind
When you went away, my sunny day turned to grey
I know in my heart you had to go, but I still wanted you to stay
Why must all of our lives be so tragic in this heartbreaking way
The one you opened to tactlessly stole all that I held dear from every opened pore
Deliver me from sorrow's hold...
Putting my high spirits in chains…
For now, I’m in this captivity, yearning for someone to hold
Fear hits me straight in the heart…pangs of pains…
Pangs of pains – all I can possibly do is will the pain away
Somehow…someday, I’ll save myself from the ruins of today
I thought to myself - these starlit scars will never heal, unless God sprinkles salt and pepper upon my distasteful flavor...erase the pain that hits me to the core...yet, you were the one that I-I adore!
You said you wanted me but you just took advantage of me and stepped all over me as if I was that mat,
Placed near the front door of bright opportunities…melt away my frozen frightfulness – ice of isolation ate me up as if I was a rat in the stomach of a feisty, famished cat
You’re the one that’s tearing apart and our love bond was nothing but a ridiculous myth in the first place
Tragedy, the wolf in sheep’s clothing, hunted me down like prey…I couldn’t keep pace with you…you left me without a trace
Like an arrow at nightfall, you seemed to be drawing nearer to your bull’s eye…I witnessed your glory-ardent spirits take flight 
I thought to myself - these starlit scars will never heal, unless God sprinkles salt and pepper upon my distasteful flavor...erase the pain that hits me to the core...yet, you were the one that pushed me to open up the corridor of victory – I was fighting confrontations and I’ve been attempting to see what my future has in store; if you haven’t been nearby, I would’ve overlooked it as if it was another damaging door…there’s no point in exploring, for I’ve found my place and it’s above the cold, cold floor
 I’m hoping you and I could soar and depart from the disaster, disorder and debris...the dim light of society blanketed the nostalgic night…what’s the point of falling in love with a dream of you and I flying triumphantly and happy-go-luckily like two entangled kites...at this present time, I wonder why, oh why can’t we shine bright?


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There's a Time for Everything

There's a time of solitude and 
There's a time of laughter and singing - cheers!...and then
There's a time to ponder about the greatest memories in life and 
There's a time to celebrate and eat proudly and 
There's a time to be serious and form a meeting and
There's a time to be childish and free and
There's a time of acceptance of others or self...and 
There's a time of repentance and
There's a time of prayer and study and 
There's a time to reflect on the past and 
There's a time to set our minds on the future and
There's a time to say goodbye to your loved ones and
There's a time to sleep and a time to stay awake and 
There's a time to spend time with old friends.....and 
Unfortunately... 
There's a time when you have to lose a friend, but
There IS a time when you gain a friend or two and. . . 
There's a moment of love and peace and
A moment of war and chaos...
But that'll pass in no time, darling...
Just stay optimistic and keep on writing
Dreaming
Believing 
Beaming
Receiving 
<3 Love from up above
Go on! Flutter away like a lovely dove
 
There's a time to live your dreams too! 


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LET ME BE NICE

have  to side
these or no lies
my eyes or wide
i know whats right
so think twices
and
LET ME BE NICE


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Anamoly

Beware not,
of what lies ahead.
Beware of,
what you already know.

Be the path.

Do not wander
but seek in oblivion.
Pose yourself the mighty question.
Who am I?

The path.

How so?
You’ll know.
When?
Realize you are no one.

An entity of collective thoughts.

Disguised for decades to come.
Till time ceases the moment
and free you become.
To be a cluster of wisdom.

Created not by wonder.

Non complacent to obscurity.
The candid bereft of self-indulgence halted.
Solace transcends for an interlude with faith.
To commence sound purity.

For eternity.

To arrive, is irrelevant.
To be, is character.
Not to be, is awareness.
And the path unfolds.


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You Won't Win

Do what you will
Cause you won't win
Body floating in the air
Upon the non existence
Slowly bearing all their sin
All their black stares
Black Hole Sun
Here I come!

Lost in a trance
And mesmerized 
Forever once was
Will never be mine
But maybe in time
My smile, once again will shine
And my heart, will chime
Light will shine within my eyes
And my ears will never again hear lies!

Do what you will
Cause you won't win
Here I come
Right around that bend
Speeding high
Speeding low
Dodging your everlasting nasty soul
I still see that light at the end of that HOLE!


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Refusal to Pay

My cries of forgiveness 
And painful regret
My sins of the flesh 
You could never forget

I begged your forgiveness 
For so many years
But the louder my heart shouted 
It fell on deaf ears

You fed off my misery 
And thirsted for my pain
But I saw in your face
All was in vain

So no more will I suffer, 
beg or repent
You sucked my emotions dry 
and my patience is spent.

But my resolve is much stronger 
And I cast you away
My hurting is over 
I no longer shall stay

The price for your forgiveness 
I see is my soul
Escape from your torture 
Is now my life’s goal
 
I’m through with your lies 
And belittling ways 
I choose a new life
And I choose not to pay


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So I'm One Of You

So I'm one of you,
No matter what place I come from,
No matter what place I call home,
No matter whose blood 
Flows each day through my veins -
It is only the power 
Of mind that will reign,
No matter what language 
My countrymen speak,
First of all, in a man 
It's a heart that you seek. 
In this boundless world 
We're all nothing but dust,
But we all have a heart,
Able to love and to trust.
In each language these words 
Mean the same as in yours.
Poor or rich, black or white -
It's not our choice,
But for peace we will fight,
Will be heard every voice!
Since the first breath I made
Have for freedom all rights,
I'll get over the pain
For my freedom and life!
In your sins you blame all
Who are different or weak -
That's denying your fault,
Helplessness... don't you think?
Fight for life, fight for all,
And you'll get freedom, too.
In this strife for our world 
I am still one of you.


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Prism

                                         Prism

                                      Driving wild
                               Bending over corners
                   Racing on curved rainbow colored roads   
            Without sleep my gal and I just keep on trucking  
        Like a couple of lost prisms fractured by the lightning strikes
In turn, we reflect on branching roads, break of day, and make our way back home

 
Created  by: Earl Schumacker on 12/18/14 for Nette Onclaud’s  “ ENCHANTMENT THROUGH A PRISM”  ¬- Poetry Contest – Theme - #5 “It’s My Life”


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Sagittarius

What an unfair, inevitable story.
Failing to count all these tears I continue to cry.
I hide away in a secret place, alone for my time,
Is there no more miracles to hope for, just lies?

The sweet, heartbreaking moments in our times, 
As the amber glow starts to fade around. 
At the end of this neverending dreams, 
I tried to open my eyes, only to fall to the ground.

If my tears never cease, I’ll just walk forward.
I can still sense it, and I try to trace the last of you.
I’ll keep protecting it with everything I’ve got,
Because this hidden world is meant for us two.

If the tears of mine never stop, I’ll continue walking forward,
A future of ours that continues on for eternity.
If I choose this path, the stabbing pain in my heart fades,
As I walk to you, the things I lost will be nothing but a memory.

If I can never stop crying, then so be it,
I’ll learn my right and wrong as I near you.
As I continue on this winding path, I am stronger now,
Finding that world meant for us two.

The world meant for us two.


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The Few and The Proud

T our of duty, loud and proud defenders of freedom
H onor, honesty and a humble heart
E xtraordinary courage and valor

F aithful fearless focused force
E nduring engaging enforcing and eradicating
W atchful willful worthy warriors

T rue blue to the red white and blue
H eadlong headstrong head on
E liminating evil men everywhere on earth

P rotectors of life and liberty
R esolute to the greater good
O utdo outfit outwit outlast out fight out of control outlaws
U nafraid against any challenge or challenger
D uty of service dedicated to serve

T hank you to all that have served, are serving and will serve
H eros you are, YES YOU ARE
E ach and every one

M en and women paying the price for us all
A llegiance to The United States Of America
R eliant to their brothers and sisters in arms
I nducted inseparable irrefutable and intrepid
N ever for money or glory always for God and country
E xemplary moral fiber and pride in the Corp
S emper fi


GODSPEED TO YOU ALL
Fortis, paratus et fidelis
Semper vigilo


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HEADLINED Sending God to the Curb

Belief, faith; trust; dust on your door step
and worsted wooly things in the corners…
dust balls as such or hair balls; your woman
took down her hair yesterday, all day…
just like “A Former Pastor of the Seventh-day
Adventists did last December 31st…Excuse
Me! an S.D.A. pastor took down his God?
after professing his awareness as a church
leader for decades! Spades! Or Hades!
Give US some of what he’s been wading
In; americant’s waters maybe?
Un-natural and dirty on the inside, touted as
perfect and clearly more clean than curb drainage!
Brain hemorrhages’ to him though…
for expressing himself in public and getting to 
“viral” on the www!
Podcast made by some fool “ing” around money
changer; K Ching! One Billy Lane Craig; changing
your money into his… kinda guy!
He is waxing and whining about this event
couldn’t have the super Sunday dinner cause’
of this… not enough donations?
His view; this billy goat of a tool for Christian values
some profound oxymoronic moment of perplex-ion
and have a personally reflecting “K-amp-tion”
in any house at breakfast coffee! And I quote!
The Monday issue of the L.A. Times, front page
December 22, 2014
“THIS IS MADNESS, SPIRITUALLY SPEAKING”…
“IF THIS MAN, [ONE MAN?], DOES CONSISTENTLY
LIVE OUT AN ATHEISTIC LIFESTYLE,
IT COULD DO IRREPARABLE HARM TO THE
CHRISTIAN CHURCH.” What a W.T.F.
MOMENT! One man, some words, a “viral”
Blog post… and all Christian Dumb Falls!
Why did not I think of this? No chaos, no
Evil ways and wiles, no killing of human beings
No crusades or back at you sades from hell
Just one odd fellow, some film, and a personal
Change of lifestyle decision…
IT’S A FUCKING MIRACLE!
This Mr. Bell; Ma’s Son?