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A poem for YOU

In this world of Uncertainties I’m the man that you can trust And in my words of sincerity That my love would never last. And if you could only feel, what i feel for you You can ask me “why?” so you can see the truth Like our love that tightens the rope, Like a light that would give us hope. As you watch the dark skies Let me grab the moon for you, And as I catch the bright stars That’s the way you can see me through As this planet turns as it always will And things go wrong and you don’t know what to feel Hold my hand for it will make us strong Like a wind, we will carry on The wind blow that sings a hymn for you For they know what does love means for the two Love is blind, and not deaf So how’s success if you’re not ready to bet? In this poem with full of rhymes, A full of love, Babe can you be mine? I don’t expect too much from you Why should I? If you complete my whole. “Till death do us part” that’s what they have said But why do struggles crash them ahead? Don’t ask me when my love will last, To count all of our quarrels, is that a must? Now and Forever is all that I promise No day dreaming and without reminiscence As the matter of time, as the time passes by Together we stand, together you and I
A poem for my Girlfriend for our anniversary :) pls comment and rate... you are free to judge and criticize my work :) God Bless


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 | Lyric | |

Beer Pong Balls

-Sing along to Jingle Bells-


Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you sink, the more I drink.
It's Christmas, let's get drunk!

Heeeeeyyyy!

Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you make, the more I take.
It's Christmas, lets get drunk!


Drinking Michelobe... Sipping on some Jack...
We just made two cups... Give us the balls back!
Ha. Ha. Ha.
Guys can finger cups... Girls know they can blow...
I'm hall of fame, In this game, cause I drink like a pro

OOOOhh!

Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you sink, the more I drink.
It's Christmas, let's get drunk!

Heeeeeyyyy!

Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you make, the more I take.
It's Christmas, lets get drunk!


A day or two ago... Drinking Miller Light...
I had won eight games, and then got in a fight...
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
We ran out of beer... Had to get some more...
If I'm alive, then I can drive, let's all go to the store!

OOOOhh!

Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you sink, the more I drink.
It's Christmas, let's get drunk!

Heeeeeyyyy!

Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you make, the more I take.
It's Christmas, lets get drunk!


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 | Light Poetry | |

A Merry Band Of Adventurers Part 1 of 2

There Are A Thousand Treasures Of Kings
Worth More, Than All The Wealth, There Could Be !
Some Say, It’s In A Kingdom Of Dreams
Others Say, It’s As Real As You & Me

The Legend Says, There’s A Kingdom Of Love
In A Kingdom, Far Away & Above
Kings-Treasures, To Be Claimed By The Best
Those Worthy Of Courage, To Quest

& So, This Is Where I’ll Start, My Friend,
Tho’, This Isn’t Where The Real Tale Begins
You See, There Was A Merry Band Of Adventurers
Who Went On A Quest, As Treasure-Gatherers

There Was Moses, The Freedom-Circle-Rider
Stayed His Course, Like An Eagle-Glider
There Was Goff, The Monk Of Sky and Trees
His Visions Of Life, Were As Open As Doors With Keys

There Was Kendricks, The Keeper Of ‘Interesting’ Tracks
& Marty, Of The Hale & Hearty & Power-Pen Pack
There Was Adell of Deep Wells  … & Dio, The Devoted
& Dame Brown Of Mountain-Ground, So Sweetly-Noted

There Was An Irish Lass, O’Leary Of Laughter
& The Golden Daughter Of Grace & Audrey Of Gifted-Banter
& Devonshire, The Dove &  Highlander Of Heather-Cove
Of First To Join Search:  For Soup & Treasure-Trove

Of Course, We Have A Prince Of Passion Land
& Ismael, A  Dream-Merchant From His Own Island
The Prince, Paints Of Pleasures; The Islander Speaks of Treasures
Both Know Of Biggest Royal Cache That We Could Ever Measure !

There Came Tim, The Archer Of The Wit-Forest
& A Determined Mother with Son, The Lady Doris
Maid Adams, Who Teaches How To Keep Cold Away
& The Lightning-Voice Of Linda Marie, Keeps Wolves At-Bay

There Is Sir Lamoureu of Sir Lancelot's Order
He Wields Words In Articulate Axes & Armor
And To Those Who Dare Say Chivalry Is Dead ...
Is Because -The Sonnets of Sir Lamoureu, They Have Not Read
& The Legendary Language That  Sir Lamoureu Pledge

Then There's Lady Linda, A Chatelaine & A Poet Destroyer
But  She Only Versus The Verses of The Vanity Voyeurers
Her Skill With Quill Accurately Quite Accords
As Proof of Pens Being Mightier Than Swords

We Have A Pretty Elf Known As Anne Lise Andresen
Her Piquant Topics of Poetry Makes Her Our Taliesin
And We Have Our Very Own Kind Maid Merryman
She Transports Adventures Better Than A Ferryman

Part 1  of  2


Details | Epitaph | |

The Day the Eagle Cried

We will never forget exactly where we were, 
	We will never forget exactly what we were doing, 
		We could never forget the loss we felt – 9/11/01.

We saw the birth of amazing heroes,
	We mourned with the grief of thousands,
		We marveled at the strength of the human spirit.

It was the day we held our children more closely,
	It was the day the American Family was reborn,
		And the day we became “One Nation, Under God.”

We heard those resounding words, “A plane hit the tower”,
	We watched in disbelief as the second tower fell to earth,
		And we heard the most heroic of words, “Let’s Roll!”

There were so many lessons that we learned,
	There are so many memories to be held dear,
		There was “Old Glory” – still standing to give us hope.

Firemen, Policemen, Clergy and Civilians-
	Were taken from us in a few fleeting moments,
		We saw a flight of angels, and an Eagle cry.

We became the strongest and most formidable of enemies,
	The most united in spirit and purpose in decades,
		We were filled with renewed honor and pride.

Yes, we lost the very innocence of our being,
	We lost the complacency of everyday routine,
		But yet we gained so much more.

For now we know the true meaning of so many, many words –
	“Indivisible”, “In God We Trust”, “United We Stand”
    		and the most important of all -
			“Greater Love Hath No Man Than This”…


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The True Love of a Man

When I was just a little girl, I dreamed I’d meet a knight. He’d proudly wear his shining armor, and guard me day and night. I kept on dreaming half my life and searched as I grew. Until I found my knight one day, I found my knight in you! Before our paths crossed that day, my struggles had been great. But when I laid my eyes upon you, I thought it must be fate. You gently got to know me and embraced me as a friend. And as our friendship grew in time, we knew it wouldn’t end. As our lives were set in motion, we climbed mountains and sailed seas. And as we’ve shared our lives together, we’ve blended with such ease. Our friendship grew as years passed by into such an enduring love. This thing we have together now was blessed from God above! I know we both have said it. We feel it in our souls. We’ve devoted our lives to each other, and together we’ll grow old. The love we share is very rare, and should be held with high esteem. For some may only find this kind, only in their dreams. This is what God planned for us, to live here on this land. To be the best we both can be, walking through it hand in hand. Even when our roads seem rough, we must have a faith that lasts. We’ll smile as we share many today’s, and reflect gladly on our past. I hope I’ve touched your life my love, as much as you’ve touched mine. For this is the love I’ve always dreamed of, a love both gentle and kind. I believe we meet our “soul mate” only once in our lives. This blessing from God has come to us, I’m proud to be your wife. With all this said my poem will end. A poem for my love, who is also my friend! I want to thank you with all that I am, For showing me Darling, the true love of a man!
With all my love, Michelle Merry Christmas – December 2006©


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''Emma''


Congratulations our pageant queen:
Days and nights you nurtured nicety
Like florist watching bud to petal;
You starved yourself amidst abundance
Nursing the shape , keeping the fitness;
Today all eyes are forgotten on you,
King and Queen’s mouths in agape;
All craning out necks on their toes
To have a glimpse of the newest queen:
Emma, Emma, Emma rends the air.



Contest's name : ''Emma''
 Sponsor           : Juli Michelle. 


Details | Kyrielle | |

Dr Rams Words Are Better Than Gold

 
Exquisite the ravel of his comforting quilt
a pondering notion of wisdom is felt 
I take a sip of his lovely red wine,  
Dr. Rams words are better than gold..........simply divine
 
susurrus hymns of love at times
or perhaps lissome words in flowing lines 
silently I sit as his words come to life,
Dr. Rams words are better than gold...........simply divine

o' the words that linger, perhaps burn inside
his heritage, his love, his grand design
I fall in dream into his domain of time,
Dr. Rams words are better than gold..........simply divine

a song of one soul
a dance for all, profound 
a story unraveling with pages alive
Dr. Rams words are better than gold.......... simply divine


Details | ABC | |

Battle of the words

Bravery is the father of fears
Dreams are distant cousins of nightmares
Hope is the sister of prayers
Every night shame lays down and gets screwed by despair
Pollution abuses Mrs. atmosphere
It's a battle between personality and reality 
But obviously nobody cares
Maybe it's because big tough is the uncle of little scared
Planning is deeply in love with prepared
Procrastination is the biggest enemy of determination
Ignorance is jealous of realization
Sometimes strength can get sneak attacked by temptation
Silence can never defeat a great proclamation
When the brain disagrees with the heart
The body dies of complications


Love your self...



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A Soft Kiss

Caress yuh lips, so sweet,
Down pon mi neck; slowly.
As yah feel the warm breath
Of mine climb down closeness to 
reach in to kiss yah with a silky 
tender touching tounge.

Where we can embrace our 
love against the night in 
harmony to sing bodies with 
the greatest love of all....

Cum YUH to me Together, mi 
ANGEL FOREVER!!!! Like A fit to 
A GLOVE..... nuh the kissing game........
tis REAL!!!!!

Tribute to Richard Palmer/MI 
ANGEL...... THANK YOU FOR 
ALL THat yah are!!! NUFF LUV... BABZ<3

entered in the contest: the kissing game
sponcered by: destroyer~poet


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Silenced

you turned our  shared world upside down
without explaining in more or only few words
changing closeness into the opposite of nigh 

hidden in your dyslexic stronghold
you missed  the shame I overcame 
ignoring my myriad attempts for another try

behind your translucent glass-brick wall
you're suddenly earsplitting deaf
ceaselessly refusing to explain  why

a living nightmare slowly muted
the opposite of a love song dies down
embedded in tears I still cry

sorry seems to be the hardest word
not for me to say sincere and heartfelt to you
but for you to understand by losing also your third eye 

behind thousands  of hugest question marks
the presence of your absence displays
a killing-field of friendship where people partially die

© Elly Wouterse



Details | I do not know? | |

Posin of Satin

I have tried to love
I have tried to befriend
But I have not recived a blessing from above
They have cursed my soul
My heart roars with the anger of being ignored
I have tried praying before
But the prayer made me worse, what was in store
My life was in hell
And the stinking smell
makes me sick, and green
Why did it happen and how
But now I remember my deed
I was with my friends 
and the party came to no end
when a handsome man came to me
he gave me a drink
saying the it was called 'The Dream'
I drank it whole 
and now I behold my fate
My fate of the posin I drank
From Satins hand 
He now commands my soul
Because I drank the posin
No one will ever love me
Not any more.


Details | Epic | |

I Hear You

I can only hear what you tell me...
That is all I can believe...
I'm sorry I have portrayed these thoughts in your head...
I didn't mean to...
But understand me... 
I went out on tree limb...
And fell....
I was falling...
And I hit the ground on the Westside.,,
The way I felt... 
The rocks cut me deep...
I swore to myself I would never try to climb another tree...
But you made me feel different...
And when the wind blew I fell...
As I fell I heard your voice...
Not Red's voice....
Yours...
Come to think about it I still hear it...
But we good.
I said I was hear for you and I meant it...
Don't give up on me yet....
Cause I Hear You....



Details | Narrative | |

He Loved You

He loved you too, you know
Loved you like his very own
In away you were
You came into his life as my friend
Through the years you grew to be my brother in arms 
Along the way you became the son he never had

He loved you as a friend
He loved you even more as a son
A son he never had
When things began to spiral out of control
You stayed when so many others ran away
You helped when I couldn’t

You meant a great deal to him
You never looked at him differently 
Nor did you treat him differently
You stood by his side
When he fell, you stood by his side and mine
You were willing to help me fight his battle for him 
You were there from the beginning 
You were there until the bitter end
Always remember my friend, my brother
He loved you more than you’ll ever know


____________________________________________________________
Dedicated to close Family friend Rodney Howard. He loved my Daddy just as much as I did/do.


Details | Blank verse | |

he is leaving home

                            
                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                       
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                                                                                                                                                                        
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                       
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~


           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "

                






Details | Epic | |

Our Resolution

FRIENDSHIP


Details | Rhyme | |

The Day My Uncle Died



The Day My Uncle Died...

I was thinking about the smile on my uncle’s face….
This was a before he would “leave this place."

I'll never forget the words shortly before he died.
The more I thought about it, the more I cried.

He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better."
I never received another phone
 call or even a letter.

A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral.
But it was also him who received a burial.

I was shocked and amazed as to what happened.
The events took place. There was no way
 I could "stop them."

Memories I had were from many years ago.
I often think about him.    And I do miss him so!

I suppose many don't take the time to realize...
How quickly life passes... 
Then someone dies.

Perhaps there's someone in your
 life you can think of…
There's been a situation that you're
embarrassed to "speak of/"

A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken.
And soon your relationship has been "broken."

This may be a good time with this person to spend.
Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend."

Everyone is important to God who reigns above.
We need to be filled with his mercy and love.

The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear...
The days are short...  Our journey's end is so near!

May God speak to our heart and help us to see...
Where will you and I be spending our eternity???

By Jim Pemberton


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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 | I do not know? | |

A Pirates Only Savior

Where has the rum gone
Everyone asks
In Davy Jones Locker
Near Dead Man's Pass
Your compass will never work
It will never help you
Follow the pirate spirit
You must be true
To your fellow mates and companions
Even deep lady blue
The skies are tarnished
While dawn arises
Enough of the foolishness
No more surprises
The crew asks where is the rum
I say through the horizon and over the sun...


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 | Sonnet | |

Long distance call


words spoken abroad
such a loving squad
landed in my soul safely
touched my heart deeply

affection from a friend
with her long-distant caring hand
inhaled easily
accepted copiously

feelings from faraway
offering a safe bay
embraced me totally
comforted insensitively 

back and forth lending a helping hand
distance in loving friendship canned 

© Elly Wouterse

PS. based on a -  to me -  truly epic experience! 


Details | ABC | |

The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
Situations
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
Fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.


Details | Narrative | |

A Tale Of Vampirates

Busy reading a curious series 
Wrapped in the fantasy 
Written within it's covers
A story of Vampirates

A complex tale of lives entwined 
Destiny shaped before life 
Journeys embarked upon
While sailing the open seas

Set in a time ahead of now 
Throughout the past plays it's part
Challenges faced by siblings divided
Worlds apart their loyalties tried

Enchanting descriptions of a world apart
Removed from reality
Still within its embrace
An epic tale of adventure

Thousands of pages
To tell its full tale
A beautiful story
An original, truly one of a kind

Wanting the story to continue 
For the characters journeys 
To not be through
To pick up where we left off

Sailing through the seas
In search of answers
Of treasure 
And more

Twins who were once sheltered 
Exposed to untold dangers
Denied the truth
To who they are

Centuries of time 
Riddled with tales 
Of more than just the twins 
Conner and Grace

But alas the tale is done
With their unusual stories
Left swinging in limbo
So onto the next one

Written by:  Shannon Deane
Written:  June 9th, 2011
Contest:  Sea Of Words


Details | Limerick | |

Umbrella

I had a great job
I had a pretty girl
I was moving up 
Slowly in this world

Had a good position
In the factory
And was working 
For a very good salary

Then comes the war
And things got tough
They close the factory
And at home it got rough

I thought that her love
Was my umbrella 
And when there’s bad weather 
In her arms I would shelter

And umbrella can do a lot
When you are in the rain
It can keep you dry
Until the sun comes out again

For me it seems like hard times
Had just began to pour 
And my pretty umbrella 
Had holes I never seen before

The fancy dinners we had
Now become burger king
And I guess she never love me
Just the gifts I would bring

And I brought home a pizza
And she didn’t take a slice
And when I try to hug her
Her arms were cold as ice

One day she went out
And she never came back
And when I look in the closet
She took every last rack

But what can I do
Sure I’m not the only one
Who lost their job?
And their woman was gone

Always know I had an umbrella
Now I don’t know what to say
When comes the rain
She just up an flew away

But I know the time will change
And so will the weather
And one day there will be some one
Who wants me to be their umbrella?


Details | Sonnet | |

Sunken Tears

                                   He stood bravely before me 
                           with a medal of honor in his right hand
                        and a bandage of agony around his left knee
                           It seemed like he had struggled to stand,
                             his crutches lay useless on the ground
                                 I found it hard to understand why,
                                 a soldier in pain didn't even frown
                                      With a voice firm but dry
                                 his words shook me like thunder
                                "You're now the man of this house"
                                 he uttered like a worn-out hunter
                            quivering up my legs like a terrified mouse
                                 Drowning my mind through cold ears
                        he passed his sincere respect and sunken tears


Details | Ode | |

Sexy Curves

In a dark room music plays with a slow beat,
the neon lights make you white panties and bra look like a street. 
You move your body slowly and so sexy to the music,
while i look at you threw the darkness of the room set.

A big silver gun on my hip and a mountain of coke on the table,
and nothing can distract me from the beauty i see dancing so stable. 
Your every move hypnotizes me,
I think I am going blind cause i am beginning not to see. 

I look at your hair how it waves there so perfectly,
your legs move just like i want them to, so delicately.
You touch your breasts and you hold your but,
you give me that look in your eyes like your not wanting to stop. 

You unbutton your bra and cover your breasts with your palms,
the music dies down a  little and calms. 
You walk up to me and than music begins to play,
that's when you start moving your body on top of me and asking me to stay.

You kiss my ear and rub my legs,
your breast rub against my inner pains.
You feel me harder than a rock,
than you decide to grind my cock. 

Your body moves so sexy and slowly to the music that i played,
my body is shaking from all the excitement that is payed. 
You go in for the big finish, and i tell you to get back up,
cause a lady like you should do all that kind of crap. 

Be with me, be with a BOSS,
Who cares if the people i killed ever took a loss. 


Dedicated to all the woman of the world. 
PS: You are not trash, you are not ......... you are precious jewels. Stay that way ladies. I love you all. 

 


Details | I do not know? | |

WE ARE INDEPENDENCE!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Burlesque | |

So I am Here

Ok so now that I am here, what do I do? Do I keep going. Do I fly around. Am I sure I am here. Everything is still the same except that, this, and maybe a little bit of that too but I am sure that is normal with life though. So I am searching for the question to the answer of my first question. Yes I am. So now normalities. What is normal? Blue is normal to us under a bright light, green shines better. Which one is real? Choose one. Let us say both. Both is not an option. Let us opt out. Done. Now if we can opt out of the question, why have'nt you?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Medieval Camelot

I’m sure you’ve heard of the Great King Arthur and Lancelot’s well-known fame.
But there was yet another knight, of great glory and great fame, never named.
His name was whispered constantly, everywhere, around those hollowed halls.
For no one wanted to be near when he passed by, on his famous unerring walks.

A knight so very gallant, that he would bow to: every fashion of maiden, high or low.
So fierce his life could not be taken, no matter how sharp the blade, they did throw.
A musical quality followed him everywhere, and his livery was absolutely divine.
He would have been the perfect knight, except for one minor, itty bitty, tiny flaw…

What was his name, you may ask, and what led to such glory and illustrious fame?
He was Sir Dragon Sparkle Farts, and yes, you can guess, what earned him that name.
You see, an evil witch, he once did fight, and yes… he absolutely won, most verily.
But before the witch became undone, she sprinkled a curse upon his own, to be.

Whenever others are about, you guessed it, yet again; he had sparkle farts, my friend.
Do not laugh; he was to all, a dearest friend. Tho the trouble caused, was rampant, in the end.
You see, in that time the villages were all made with beautifully made, thatched roofs…
He flew betwixt and between, yet, an occasional spark now airborne, did veer off, poof!

So for the most part he walked in town, though the wheat fields were often, set off.
At least the castle was made of stone, though many a tapestry did not survive, well off.
Indeed, a water bucket brigade, became put at his disposal, simply all the time, amen!
And nobody did tickle him, for fames from both ends, became quite rampant then.

Laughter did, yes, the same… But hiccups brought utter flame throwing despair, to all. 
Still he was a beloved knight, so the round table was set to keep his back, to the wall.
The knights all stuck together, thru thick and thin, and yes, even thru his sparkle farts.
But with great sadness: of why such a fierce warrior, could be forgot, I now impart.

You see, his name Sir Dragon Sparkle Farts, did not ring, minstrels romantic thoughts.
Historians, thought his references, just crude, forgettable laughable jokes, The Sots!
But know, when Camelot finally fell, and even he could not stop that inevitable tide.
He flew away, to the great blue North, they say, where with snow and ice, he abides.

Now, young and old, do not be sad… For the moral of this fable holds: 
All he did was: for his friends and the Greater Good… He cared not for Glory or Gold.


Details | Free verse | |

Duck Side Story

You have your North side ducks, 
And you have your south side ducks.
Neither the twain shall meet.
For each one had his nose in the air. 
They simply would not do the greet.

So as it happens they would dance with flair in the middle of the pond.
Always trying to out do the other side…Yes, let’s call it ‘Stomp The Pond’
Wings in motion lifting them up, to stomp the waters with their feet
Acrobatics and splashing around… Man it looked so neat.

So Stella, one of the South Side Ducks fell in love with her North side Pete.
But she couldn’t cross the middle of the pond, with so much action in the way.
Fussing, blustering, and carryings on were the name of the day.

But you know, there’s always one strange duck, and that’s the one who built a bridge.
Now all the others could come across or watch the stomp from the middle of the id.
My moral, I say to you young ones… is as appealing as stomping can be…
The world works better when brought together… 
By the builders of a bridge.


Details | Rhyme | |

Growing In Years

He is my gentle seduction
that makes me lighter than air
he holds onto me firmly
so I won't up and disappear

Not that I don't love him
but in fact, I love him so dear
but remember, I told you, 
he makes me lighter than air

He has to be my angel
God sent me, I, unaware
for years I stopped dreaming
I guess out of lonely fear

But today, I woke from dreaming,with him kissing my ear
how perfect our love is, in our older years
enjoying those simpler things like cooking
fishing or just holding the other near

He is my handsome husband
the father of my children, our truest bliss
soon the grandfather to the symbol
of all these growing in loving years


Details | Lyric | |

Umid

Umidin topragi  sevgi
Ofkem olsa  gozyasi
Tufan  olsa sondurse
Bitmeyen yanginini anilarin

Umidim sevginin atesi
Hikayesi anlatmakla  bitmez
Uyanirim kaygilanirima
Duslerim seni her gece 

Korkmadan yilmadan
Dusunurum yolunu
Duydukca adini uzaktan
Aglar yanarim her gece

Dalgalar ve ruzgarlar 
Ve bitmeyen yagmurlar
Yine kosarim umide
Nefesim aglatir beni
Dogarim yeniden umide

Umidin hayalinde sensiz
Yasarim gunahlarimi
Sesizligin olumunde
Sensiz her gece 

Kul olan agacim yeserse


Details | Free verse | |

An Ode to LIFE Part 1

An Ode To LIFE


As I lay my head down and start to fall asleep I see myself being carried off to a place and time the place of our Lords birth in Bethlehem of Judea

As in the Bible tells the story of His life and how he lived and died in that human seance and rose on the day He told of

I do not remember being here but I remember the story I was taught so many years ago

As I walk through the streets of Bethlehem I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am learning the story they telling is true

The writer writes of a jealous King  and his way of dealing with his people and of Mary and Joseph who came to Bethlehem to have a child

The story tells of the three wise men  who saw a star in the north and heard of a child  who was born to be the King of the Jews  and come to see and bring Him gifts 

An  angel from the Heavens above came to Mary and Joseph in a dream and told them they had to leave Bethlehem or King Herod would have their son killed 

So they left Bethlehem and went to Egypt and there they lived until King Herod no longer ruled

As I follow along in my dream I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am puzzled by the fact I understand each

I don’t understand why I’m going through this time but I know I must continue on this journey 

As I am pulling through a time where I reach the place of Jesus’ in  Nazareth of Galilee

As I watched Him grow and work in His father's shop I could see the thing in Him that were with me

As I walk along the streets and look around I hear the people talk of a child that speaks of wondrous love that’s all forgiving and of a Father in Heaven that’s loving and true.

By Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

                                                            Inspired by God 

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


Details | Free verse | |

Take Me

They played reverse psychology with his mind He felt so stupid Like everything he had ever believed was a lie The auras are bad, we continued to say They are not good Test the spirits…test the spirits He went haywire He pushed away How could we blame him? His body was not his own Come to grips, we told him The doctors don’t understand But still we must not jump to conclusions You are strong; you have God The upper hand If I lift this bed will you think otherwise? Lift the entire world and I will see nothing of you You are nobody compared to him in my eyes Your wonders are for wonderment alone You wander and then you stay You prey prey prey Those that prey desire nourishment Those who prey lack strength And to grab onto the youngest Mistaking him for stupid and weak That is below everything unworthy That is just pathetic Whatever you are You are not him And surely not worthy of a line of acknowledgement You hurt my closest friend And it is on You will be the reason The fire of my claws flare You will be the very thing I will devour It preyed on his innocence It made itself his friend Acting the hero Burning him to nothing in the end Come to grips, we said No more writing No more imagination The auras are not good He is not good! Laura is not good! Life life life is not good! You prey on a sick, young boy You are messing with a demon like me! I will tear you to shreds for the next flaw you set fire to! Believe me I will hide more under the timbers And I will crawl out Spewing perversity and hate And drag you in with me True colors will surround you I realize you have the power To kill my loved one I stake alone I hand the burning torch to you And with fire surrounding me I spit and hiss Take me Take me instead I know you want all And all live in me You cannot turn down my offer Become me And I will destroy me


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Happy Birthday II revisited

So, It is your Birthday,Huh!
This isn't really anything that
We want to get out, now
Is it?
We don't want them to start
Talking about you behind
Your back and telling all your
Friends' your business, now do we?
So, let us not try to make such
A big deal about this and I won't
Tell anybody either!
After all, this is your Birthday...
Not mind....

                    GF


Details | Light Poetry | |

She s so amazing

She’s so amazing
It’s all I can say
She’s so beautiful
She take my breathe away

She’s the reason
A smile is on my face
And I can live forever
In her warm embrace

She’s so graceful
Like the morning sunrise
And all the stars 
Sparkles in her eyes

She’s so innocent
Like a little child
But she’s so strong
Like a lion in the wild

And how I love her
But she doesn’t know
I said she’s my bff
And that’s as far I will go

And she is a dream
Come true to me
But this is a love
That’s not meant to be

She’s so amazing
She’s the life inside of me
But I’m invisible
My love she can not see

She, so simple
But so beautiful
She’s like the moonlight
That lights up the world

And if I’m hurting
She’s knows what to say
Her words are magic
It takes my pain away

She’s like an angel
And how I love her so
But my love is secret
That she must never know

She, s so amazing
My heart belongs to her
We are so close
But still so very far

Time to end this poem
So let me say before I go
She’s so amazing
And how I love her so


Details | Light Poetry | |

Cues

My day is a day to be reckoned with my Sir!
I am down back to zero going again you see.
I carry a silver stick just for you not for me.
Do know I roll in a blend of pure magic I stir.
 
Like my soup you are and a cat I shall purr.
My summer is magic my winter cues as be.
I am busy you see to fly in and out like thee.
But in between this world is a cross to incur.
 
And at the end of this world is even a bigger cross,
Sharp as a whistle seemingly to be  at a great loss!
 
® Registered: Ann Rich   2009
.


Details | Rhyme | |

Gone Fishing Part One

They launched at dawn, Jim and his mate,
both men unaware of their mutual fate.
The boat was small, the sea was calm,
and neither of them foresaw any harm.

This was something both had done,
at the rising of the sun
on many, many previous days,
they'd sailed out into the haze.

This time it seemed just the same,
the weather was mild, the wind was tame,
though neither of these good friends could know,
just how this trip was destined to go.

Before they left home they checked the weather,
the forecast was fine, and they laughed together,
because today was perfect for their trip,
so they headed down to the launching slip.

At last they were headed out to sea,
for this much anticipated fishing spree,
all bait and tackle at the ready,
their progress out at first was steady.

About six miles out from their home port,
lies a mark from which they had caught,
a lot of fish, over lots of years,
but back on shore there would soon be tears.

At three miles out, suddenly,
a thick mist rolled across the sea,
and rapidly they were so fogbound,
that they feared they would never be found.

Their boat was fine in sight of land,
but lost in fog, they'd never planned,
for such an eventuality,
blind with no compass, miles out at sea.


Details | Haiku | |

This will be my FINAL poem on the Soup

no more Soup for me all of YOU have pissed me off April Fools Suckers
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Details | Couplet | |

Gold Fish and The Frog

There was a Goldfish who thought he was a shark.
He kept biting the lily pad of a Monk Frog.
Behave said the frog, for you are no shark.
I can if I want, said the goldfish, if you are a Monk.

The goldfish kept attacking the lily pad with ardor and spunk.
He wouldn’t be gainsaid on being a shark.
As the Frog studied relentlessly to become what was wont.
Neither one believing the other… could become what he did want.

Now along came a snake to eat the monk frog on his ark.
But to him… this lily pad was sacred, and he didn’t want to disembark.
So the goldfish attached a leaf to stand straight up on his back…
And as he bit the snake’s tail the frog hollered SHARK!
 
Pandemonium ensued as the frightened snake did run off…
Thinking it’s better to be safe, than as some one else’s dinner doffed.
So some how, together they both became what they did want.
Living happily ever after, as friends in that great lily pond.

The moral my friend is you can be whatever you want.
Still, don’t stop as the path becomes hard, that you sought…
For if a gold fish can become a shark… and a Frog a Monk…
Then with work and friends made… you can become whatever you want.


Details | Bio | |

My Teacher



            ********

The Lord is My teacher
He Shepherds Me to the Path
He takes' all my worry away!
           --------
He Shines the path to the Light
He also, help's Me to sleep at night
           --------
My fear's are of a need to cry
Yet, and still He severs' My fears'
And tempests My Soul
As My blood suddenly began
To run Cold
            --------
He severs' My Soul
When I am confound in Lost
He subjugates' My past
       And makes life a
Meaningful wonder task
And I did not have to ask?
            --------
He keeps' Me from strife
Deceit and plunder
            --------
He sub-side all of My feelings'
And this is no wonder...
            --------
Even though He had carried
His Cross on His own
He never forsake Me
He never left Me alone
           - Fore -
I am but one of His legion
And He was but,
The One and only begotten Son
He was the baby Child Jesus
The Lord and Holy One!
I shall treasure Him
Threw out the day's of my life!


                    GF


Details | Free verse | |

Part I of Indian Summer

Slowly, 
The air fills with blue, and the greens catch fire
The hammerlight of Summer
With little mouse-steps,
Steals off into apricity.

I divide my days
Between wine and responsibilities
As a child divides his
Between play and obedience.

The time itself, at its best,
Is wine to me,
Full of light and flavors
Vying for my attention.

The aptly named Sept/ember
Ignites itself against the skies
And sets my thoughts asmoulder;
The inspiration I have begged and badgered
To arrive, does so at last
By its own rule, on its own clock
In the deep of the night
While I should be asleep.

I awake,
Dreams close behind my shoulder,
And find myself at this crossroads,
Inexorably older.


Details | Ballad | |

A Saga Awaits You

The crowd pushes as your soul pulls,
You along your path to obscurity,
Where the light is engulfed,
By the clouds of eternity...

Timidly you lag behind,
Lost in the eddies of time,
And slowly you trudge,
To the same old grind...

But for the one who sees,
Dreams in splendored color,
The seeker holds the keys,
As one searches for the other...

Sparks of desire flood your mind,
While the cold dark streets glow,
From burnt embers lost in time,
And mounds of dashed hopes below...

You thrash and flail in utter desperation,
And you need that which can not be known,
Unless one is seasoned by your imagination,
When the dream is passed and the hope is grown...
Then it comes to you in a flash,
Love must be shared to exist,
So to others your hope is passed,
And your light escapes the mist...

The seeker surveys the vast multitude,
To find the source of the light,
Where the gift of hope was shared and grew,
Piercing the thin veil of night...

And to these dreamers is dared,
A glimpse of wisdom anew,
For you who love and share,
A saga awaits you...

Prepare to finally see,
The source for finding purpose,
In all that you do and can be,
Lies in what you can do for us... 

For selfish deeds trap us, 
And kindness offers you much more,
Once you apply this to practice,
Blinding light will pour forth...

And as the secret is shared,
Love rekindles the awakenings,
Among all those lost and scared,
Wonder and awe the new day brings...

Remember the grandness of this tale,
The next time you find yourself lost,
For what you offer is the holy grail,
So much hope... for so little cost!

My Gull Wheels On!


Details | Epic | |

Simply being

Simply being
Nothing more than 
Than it is gone out of hand
No winds to flow to grow in land
Given bright stars in darkness

Nothing more than  
Light years rose hope
Back flush riddles in game
Only hope once to face to face

As seen bleeding in tears


Details | Verse | |

Single Kisses

Focused on you, a wild demons stare
 With a motion it happens
 A emotion flattens
 As you fall beneath a demons glare
 
He notices most things that happen
 Might even pick the clothes you wear
 Believe it or not he really does care
 Knows whats best and helps me get there
 
To perfection the performance blacken when he's scared
 Things fall apart if he's not helping me be prepaired
 Guidence and experience for me his mare
 Sometimes I wonder what it would be like without a demon here
 
He loves positive reactions with greatness and flair
 And how people love me after he dares
 Carefully he holds me through a very small tear
 Me I guess I am getting used to, just hangin round rare 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Me Ireland

My Husband’s family is from Ireland, and his family’s name is Scoles.
They say they have a city there… called Scoles Corner… We are told.
We don’t know about the city or why it was named just so…
Were they so very many, or named, as to let the good know, where not to go.

I think it was the numbers that lead directly to that famous name, 
For they are truly a hardy bunch and I see in them lots of fun, not shame.
My family were Cohagens, and I suspect we often kissed the Blarney Stone.
For many a time, a few of my folk would disappear, as others came around.

The McDermotts were our friends, a solemn group for sure, I do tell you so.
Still the light of kindness glowed from them, I am sure that, you must know.
Still we’re all Americans now, in a country deeply seeded in Gaelic love.
For every one among us… has a small or large, touch of Gaelic blood.

As St. Paddy’s day comes near us, I’ll share and salute you with a green beer.
And if any go to Ireland, I’ll tell them… to kiss the Blarney stone, so dear.


Details | Rhyme | |

Two's Magic Nose

Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
 
As Blue got older, his master’s mind would drift away
To a place where he and young Blue used to play. 
In the mornings, sitting over his coffee cup
He found it sad there were no pups.
He thought it would be such a shame
If the only memory was Ol’ Blue’s name.
 
So, Jim was compelled and full of pride;
He made a search, far and wide,
To find Ol’ Blue a suitable mate.
No doubt, his offspring would be great.
It seemed likely, he supposed,
At least one pup would have his “magic nose.”
 
She was a Champion Miss from New Orleans,
A beautiful “red” named Cajun Queen.
But Blue suddenly passed away, before the pups were born.
Jim was broken hearted.  He and “Queenie” mourned.
Then came the litter, but there was only one.
Jim struggled for hope; after all, he was Ol’ Blue’s son.
 
Dappled and lanky, a handsome little cuss,
He looked just like Blue.  Jim made such a fuss.
Naming this pup would require no ado.
It was obvious.  Officially, he would be “Blue Two.”
Oh yes, these were mighty large tracks to fill.
“Can he?”, folks asked.  Jim would say, “Heck yes he will!”

So his nickname became “Two” and he seemed to be smart.
Soon it was time for his training to start.
The basics went well, but Jim’s outlook grew very dim
When, instead of pointing, Two would wag and jump and bark at him.
Oh, Two seemed to be trying; but try as he might,
He just could not seem to ever get it right.

“Blue’s son or not, he’s got to go!”
Jim found Two a “pet home” far away, in Tupelo.
On his way back, he stopped in Texarkana.
Been too long a time since he’d seen his sister Hannah.
Six days and six pounds later, he was back on his way.
Work at the farm was callin’ and he’d be drivin’ all day.
 
He thought about Ol’ Blue and wondered if and when
He’d ever have a birddog as good as Blue again.
Oh, he knew another “magic nose” was just a far off dream;
After all, it wasn’t something any man could scheme.
A “magic nose” was a gift from God, only given to a few;
And he was proud and very lucky just to have known Ol’ Blue.
 
As he turned into his drive, he broke into a smile.
“Why… I can’t believe it!  It…It must be 300 miles!”
Two was on the porch, thin and dirty; but he struck a handsome pose.
Jim ran and hugged Two hard.  “How’d you get back?  Lord only knows!”
Suddenly Jim realized; and struck with awe, he slowly rose.
A tear trickled to his smile.  “Why Two… you have a “magic nose!”
 
Two and Jim are best of friends, together everywhere.
From milkin’ cows to bedtime, Two is always there.
Jim doesn’t hunt much anymore, now Two’s a rescue dog.
Just last month, he saved a little girl lost in Cooley’s Bog.
Jim struts and tells proud, heroic stories;
While Two wags and jumps and barks, and shares his glory.
 
Jim boasts, “Like father, like son!”, then speaks fondly of Blue;
But all know the largest tracks to fill are those of Two.
His deeds are known far and wide,
And fill Jim’s heart with love and pride.
For with every rescue, the legend grows;
About a dog named Two, and his “magic nose.”


Details | Quatrain | |

wasted my time

No curse words allowed
are you confused, lost, ignorant
you are no artist, you have shunned art
and its true purpose
what is art? but an expression
the low and vile are the most potent
Did you forget, Emerson The Poet
He would call you "selfish and sensual"
"an umpire of taste"
"proof of the shallowness of the doctrine of beauty"
in a world of suffering, of loss
Art isnt happy, and flowers in the park
you, in your confusion, hide in the dark
hide any truths of pain and suffering
and by doing so you have lost your soul
You are only half a person
art is an expression of life and its hidden
what is in a word? something to hide from?
something to fear? to censor? to fight?
are you that ashamed of language?
honesty? expressions of shame?
You are no poet, no artist
you are no immortal, 
of course you are so cowardly and weak
you will hide from me, censor me,
avoid the truth, lie to the world
if you cant stomach a curse word
then you cant handle me 
any immortal would crush you
and leave you wounded
truly contemplating your life
breaking you open, forcing you alive
then, maybe then, you will have an emotion,
worthy of expression into art. 
but dont get mad at me, angry or hurt
You may just use a curse word


Details | Nonet | |

Set Free

Men with moral fiber filled their cups.
To celebrate that night’s success.	
Through darkness to the palace,
bold stallions had galloped,
to make right a wrong.
Reunited,
Robinhood
was set
free.

ã June 11, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  Imagination
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud


Details | Didactic | |

Realm of Reality

Introduction: Life is a mystery with many ups and downs throughout the journey. The
journey filled with thoughts of tranquility and turmoil. But the perfect sensation is the
time when you get to feel closer to your Almighty, the one who understands you the best,
your closest friend, your hope and light, your solution to every problem, The mystery you
came to life to solve and to believe in.
Even in the happiest and the saddest moments, He is always there when you need Him.




Right now I am, thinking what to write
Holding my pen, it’s almost midnight,
I’m truly out of words, to express my whole life,
It’s so absurd, cut all pain through a knife
And I wish I could feel, Your presence in my soul
I know that You know, what I am going through
And I’m not sure I believe, unless I really feel
But I know when You’re not there, so I pray to feel You near

Now I can see, what this life is about
Now I do know, I’m too lost without,
Diamond in the rough, that’s what I was
But now I’m reborn by the shower of Your bliss
I’d die to satisfy, I’d do everything I can,
No matter how tough, after all I’m a man
I won’t fall apart, You’re always in my heart
I’d swim oceans and more, only to be Your friend

This undying grace of Your creation,
Time and space, more than perfection
You’ve opened my eyes and showed me the truth
You’ve blessed peace to my soul; I know what’s my role
I see two key coins, one black and one white
And all I have to join, the one with your light
Life is as it is, we make it our own
Hard or easy, full or alone

Everything grows, as they all involve
With the rose you put down, to show us what’s love
I wake up early, to see Your beauty,
Throughout the morning sun, I feel complete and done,
I drive all the way and see my problems solved,
By Your love from above, I stand still so firm
Everything I do, everywhere I go,
Every moment I breathe, I remind myself of You…my Almighty.


Details | Haiku | |

Efflorescence

Blossoming 
Effulgent sun proffers love 
Clambering… 

Ascending
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds

Furtively
The moon unravels wonders
Glimmering  


Details | Epic | |

Sweet Dreams part 1

Cold nights in darkness
In darkness I lay
Tossing and turning
Waiting for the day
My mind is sleepless
Never stopping to rest
My mind won't have sleep
As a regular guest

I walked in bright forests
On an old beaten trail
When out of nowhere
Out walked a snail
"Well, good day sir.
My name is Chance."
I must be sleeping
Or in some sweet trance

Me and this snail walked
Down that old beaten trail
When we stumbled upon
A quiet green vale
With no path down
No path to descend
Mr. Chance left me
He was no good friend

I climbed down great rocks
Small ledges and crags
When out of thin air
Appeared a man in rags
"Hello dear boy,
quite a climb, is it not?"
Am I dreaming?
Or maybe I'm shot

This old man was odd
Not a normal old man
He was quite muscular
With a dark olive tan
His name was Grandpa
Not a grandpa of mine
He told me I'd make it
And that I'd do fine

I must be wigging
Or at least I am ill
Or maybe, just maybe
I took a great spill
This dream is too great
For it to be real
I think I like it
I hope I don't heal

So where was I?
Talking to the old man
When I reached the bottom
He giggled and ran
I followed his footsteps
Along a cool bright stream
When suddenly I was
Ejected from my dream

Morning has come
Too early I'd say
I'd like to dream more
But my dream cannot stay

-kp-


Details | Rhyme | |

A frog like me

When Fancy`s Fairy barefooted runs in the happy green, 
The blond bees dance near honey comb in New Jersey…
One Ocean distance to lie in daily gray and self mercy:
This butterfly lost the way of Brasil Carnival just seen

In virtual  3D in the last movie of the “generation mall”
At the European new poles beyond the old courtain.
The goldfish .jpg ,pdf , new prezi in chatrooms mentain
Virtual people looking for exotic food, forgot the call.

Beyond pictures.jpg, new projects.prezi kept in leptop,
Postmodern hermeneutics of love lost the compass
And compassion in this aquarium whose ocean may pass 
All in those proclaimed Mayas last days ,they will  stop.

Staying on the large yellow water lily, a frog like me
Is fascinated by the ocean of your eyes and their swords.
 I Goggle out at the little crumbs of bread and words
As thrown by the good visitors of the small lake free.
 
“Your bread is dry and dull: You are not good for Soup!”
I wanted to share the dinner with my noble neighbor:
A reddish tortoise stopped near my poetical harbor.
I know. I know I don`t live in Galapagos with your group.

Defiant white and red beets wait on the table` bands;
Horse radishes with invisible pricking javelin, vinegar,
Turkey, salad decorated with sweet basil, potatoes eager.
Family, Trinity, prayers, smiles, candles shaking hands.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Never make a perminent decision on temperory feelings

Never make a perminent decision on temperory feelings. I cant take back the words i never said. When me and you are together nothing is better . He was so easy to love , but i guess love wasn't enough .The past is ment to be left behind , the present is ment to be lived now and the future is ment to make you everything you are. Ending everything isnt as hard as it seems i guess it will just make everything ok for me. People don't change , they just become the person they were really supost to be .


Details | Light Poetry | |

There's Always A Rainbow After The Storm


When you are going through troubles 
and stife, feeling that life is too tough
and you simply have had enough,
When the stormy winds are rough 
and life is full of pain and 
dispair  
may you always remember there is 
always a rainbow after the storm
with Sunshine to wipe away your
tears of rain
 and tenderly binding
up and healing your many pains.

At times like these, true friends are 
there to support you through
by comforting and caring 
for you. 
Unburden your heavy  heart
sharing with a dear friend
in every part.

Keep your hopes shining as bright and
as Warm as The Suns radient Light
Throwing all your troubles  behind
into the darkness of the night helping
you to rest your weary mind and
 sweet and pleasant sleep you will
surely find.







Details | Verse | |

Speckled Mist

Speckled Mist
 Beautiful colors, magnificent swirls
 Large enough to consume our world
 Then as if connected to an invisible cord
 All become stiff as an old iron board
 
More beauty than could ever be caught
 Its multitude could never be bought
 The force of it all becomes unstoppable
 Within one breath it forms into a single giant molecule
 
Watching all things stiff
 Starts forming a speckled mist
 Within a dark green hiss
 It's a piranhas kiss
 Thats what that is
 
And out of the violet mane
 There hearts open souls untamed
 From speckles to freckles to lines we would miss
 Within a males pyist
 It's love not in a grist
 It just keep forming out a name
 Once again eyes wide open love without game


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel Like Ending Everything


Perhaps you feel like your life is “spiraling down” It’s as if everything’s come “crashing to the ground” Is your lie filled with A lot of apprehension? Just living day by bay with a lot of tension? Maybe you’re at a “low point” and very “distraught.” In life’s circumstances… you feel trapped and caught. If you feel confused… Like you’re in a “trance…” God’s word says to TRUST HIM, in every circumstance! God’s here to pick you up,\ when you stumble! He’s always do it, And never grumble! If life’s dealt you a bad hand, don’t try name it! Jesus loves you so much! It’s hard to explain it! All of heaven invites you to Invite Jesus as your lord! An eternal life with him, can be your great reward! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

THE MONEY TREE IN THE WARLOCKS GARDEN

THE MONEY TREE IN THE WARLOCK’S GARDEN

Poverty, poverty, Oh poverty
there is a money tree in the Warlock’s Garden.
Before you slept, you wish for a better way.
Your mother is sick and your father is dead.
Do well in school and live for a moment.
Your poorness will disappear because you have been chosen
to remove bad faith and bring luck upon you.
Do not ever say it is not a blessing.
The thought will bring disaster.
Your magnifier is your mind in thought.
Exemplary, your ideas are.
You are now in a scrape.
You will be the condemner of your faith.
Good I am to those who know a truthful way.
The Money Tree is in the Warlock’s Garden.

~Free Verse/Verse Drama 15 lines... No meter is chosen by the Author.~


Details | Burlesque | |

I Raced with a Comet

Darkness spreads around the room as the lights dim, my friends are here and the room is pitch black. Begin the show. Eyes open preparing for what many call death but its life. This is considered living and not to be mistaken with death. Those new to it will not know how to think what about what just happened. Cold chills and sweat pants are in the seat.  Room still dark and people disappear to a known place only described by the dead. No time is wasted because time never began. As the entities push thru the black matter the after burners kick on and the room brightens. The room is now full. The thought of the friends i had filled the room and was too much to handle time to make a dash. The pressure is intense. I believe my wallet was lost years ago but no use in looking for it now. The chain broke at the same time I needed it to work. Gone. Seemed like forever. I created forever and now we are there. What if you were the person who taken the last key to starting the end of the world?


Details | Rhyme | |

The Ugliness Of Divorce


My parents taught me the Christian ways.
I was taught to obey what the Bible says.

I was proud of my parents!  I really was!
And loved them so much…  Just because!

They meant everything to me!  I was proud!
Until one day...  There appeared “a dark cloud.”

It was like a “darkness” hovered above.
Leaving their marriage empty of needed love!

Though they were together many years.
There were many cracks that soon appeared.

I say a once happy home soon destroyed.
Being with one another….  They no longer enjoyed!

How could this happen! I had wondered…
To see a happy marriage “totally plundered

As sin crept in...  And allowed to prevail.
Very soon this marriage simply failed.

May this be a warning for me and you…
That our commitment remains faithful and true!

If your marriage is heading toward separation…
Please seek God for a healing and restoration!

If your planning to have a divorce..
Jesus’ love can put it on the right course!

He can replace the brokenness and hurt within..
And can put your lives back together AGAIN!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

A Friend With Consequences

I'll shine brighter than ever when I find my way past my woes the farther I wander the more I shall know that I'm a friend with consequences and only one could let that go He somehow convinced me that I needed correction now I know where I'm going for I followed his directions no more full of blaming I point it right at my nose and realize all my problems are by no one else controlled Will I ever shine with a destiny, kind I still have little meaning but he is there with me, sometimes when our doors have been locked up for so many years it feels good to have someone come in my circle, share my fear Everyone so full of hatred afraid of letting us by even when we're most broken still a spark in our eye you think that would tell them that we just want to live life to the fullest potential that our dreams aren't denied We talk of good and evil agreed on right and wrong tell tales of when we struggled and what we did to be strong as the world the he's seen is darker than mine I am less respected as a person but I accept that, it's fine for he talks to me like I'm worthy and proud to be my friend that's why I could never replace all the treasured words of wisdom he gave me like a story of survival, rise and fall though I am a friend with great consequences I could never begin to replace him, at all my personal Jesus, I see the great Messiah in him I hope one day to inherit his good heart to pass it on to some kid one day, struggling.


Details | Ballad | |

Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


Details | Free verse | |

First star to your empty Night

I want a love that
fills my veins like
liquid fireworks
sweet like sugar and 
cinnamon
strong enough to knock
me off my feet, like a 
mighty ocean wave, yet
gentle and magic
like the forgotten lyrics
to a nursery rhyme

I want our spirits to soar
into a bright forever
like two yellow balloons
released, by the
tiny, sticky hands
of a little child
I want, my man, to know
my true self
like the words to a favorite
song on the radio
to feel me, all that is me
rhythm bound from a beaten
street drummer

I wish to be a bright guiding light
as the first star
to your empty night
A familiar love, as
traveling back to a childhood spot
your first love kiss...
first bully fight...
first playground crush lost...

I want a love
that encompasses
my senses, envelopes me
from nothing, like the
steam from my rose petal tea
filling my pores
leaving me
rejuvenated and refreshed

A love, whom steals my worries
as a thief in the night
and greets me with doe- eyed
kisses, once rounding
up a fight

I speak these words into the 
universe, to send me a love
to call my own
what path will my soul mate
travel to me, mysterious 
mystical journey unknown


Details | Than-Bauk | |

My Inner BOSS

Take my hand and walk with me, 
ill show you side of a world that you never seen. 
Ill show you where its ends meat and where gangsters meet,
this is where all the goons come out to play and steal the street. 

No one goes into my hood,
we done really care for you angry mood.
Music will blare everywhere around out street,
it's always dark and you cant see anything but peoples feet.

Your eyes open up so wide and a smile appears on your face,
you tell me you love this part of my village, and your heart stands no chance.
You ask me if you can stay with me and i answer, "ill need some more protection for you,
and make it seem like i had nothing to do.

It is my hood, don't get me wrong, i protect what i love with all my heart,
even if it means to kill one of my own demons for you, and put you as the start.
You walk me out to the streets where every one is dancing to the blaring music, to give me another chance,
we walk out onto the floor and begin to move your body in a way i never seen before, than you lean to me and ask, "would you like to dance"?



Dedicated to: Esther Baleva! 
PS: My one and only Angel. I Love Her!


Details | Free verse | |

Secret Lover

Engulfed deep within beauty
Of shades and light
Within textures I cannot feel
Curious of simplicity of such purity
Reaching out, to try and grasp it
Awakened in the truth of forbiddeness

Teasingly she caresses spiked green hai
And kisses curves of bodies
Jealous of her lovers
I wish to pull away
To no avail, as her face brightens
Closing my eyes, trying to silence my heart

Her color and spirit consume me
Tugging more at my dark life
Slowly transforming into a new form
Her body over me and pressing down
Whispers of such melodies
I cannot hold back my passion

Each day she embraces me
No matter her mood or emotions
She never leaves me
As I continue my daily routine
We exchange air kisses
Melodies follow me during the day
And at night I leave my window open
So she may enter and hold me tight

My heart still dances
When I see her face
And though our love unseen
Our relationship forbidden
There isn’t a day I am without her
My light, my dark, my love, my song
The dearest of my heart- the sky


Details | Acrostic | |

The Angel I Knew

The Angel I Knew


Skin so fair like snow as no comparison
With hair so wild and eyes which shows,
somewhat sad and yet fear-ish glow. 
How long do you plan to keep me
by your side?
Under you spell by sound of voice,I fall 
to my knees for you.Batter,broken and scared
Yet even betrayed I'll stay by your side loyal
and proud foremost happy. As I stand by your
Side I look into your eyes.
The turning leaves rain upon your head.
The worse be I captivated by you.With your 
Snowy white skin
Wild hair and twilighted eyes
You spread your angelica wings,you took off leaving me
But with beautiful memories,So that I never forget
Well see each other again.
But for now 
Your The Angel I once Knew


Details | Epic | |

RUSSELL PENS FOR ALL

The greedy should not go,
Should not go to poetry parlour
Where words are intoxicating
Like ethanol in the vein.


There ritzy rhythms rival rhythms 
In  thrilling forms and fancies
Like wares for christmas sales
Arresting patrons’ attention with charm.

He that is greedy stay clear
Lest you suffer constipation
Only the contented can survive
The temptation of poetry parlour

He is just a super cook
Whose dishes often taste candy
His recipe measures to satiate
Burger king in the house.

To everyone he has the taste
His page provides for old and young
Who does not know here
That Russell pens for all ? 


Details | Ballad | |

Corpse Bride

The braeþ of lyf -- I've Learned to fear
Though, ta'en it was, so long sinsyne
I've wroot my song of skreighs
He tore the lyf out of me
In sooth did she speke this to me - Cassandra was she to me
Wistful - I am no bride to be
Wistful - is this soliloquy of skreighs

I cede to thee, deathly colleen 
Though remains - façades of humanity 
Angel kind - wicce of my welkin dreams
Casted by the lote of she
Ta'en the hollow Herefro way - ne'er!
Caught with twain
W'ie or swain

Angel dearest so fair - love does not share
Seemed a crux, when eath is lone
I rose for thee - cede all of thy love to me
Or was this not meant to be
Eros's deceit 
So wistful - corpse bride I remain to be


Details | Light Poetry | |

To Wither and Die Not

Peace surrounds me on this day in May as I let destiny have it's own way I smile down on whom I am made grandly by all my yesterdays I will live again and all my hopes and dreams shall not shatter I am destiny's lost prodigal child, May has been a source of pain for me Seeming to harm me with it's innocent days hidden in coy smiles, yes it lied many times but not today, the day after yesterday beginning all my tomorrows We can not always live in the growing fields of flowers picking them and hanging them up to dry somehow in making something beautiful we forgot them and they did not dry, yet died We can not always hold onto our flowers some do not fare well to the process of living dry so today is not tomorrow nor yesterday but it will always be lost amongst some field of flowers No garden to train, yet sheer joy in what is natural for miles as far as the eye can see it is spring and I pat my body down, I lived through the night yes, I am alive, and did not die, as they live their destiny Yet, my flowers have no scent, and not many want them , but what glory can be found in the ordinary flower? the garden of no surprise with many needs to thrive, none, for there is nothing grander than a flower growing in fields wild Next year, it will spread it's seeds in the wind and prosper so much grander it will be each year there after, yes, growing wilder and my prayer is no one will cut them down or poison them ever-after yet someone will love the flowers growing wild tomorrow and the day after May they become a heart's desire, and glory will forever remain in those alive, and wild but never dried, or tamed, for how can we say nice things about something, we set aside to wither and die, in shame and pain, that should always be allowed to grow wilder, to wither and die not tomorrow or the day after
will edit when I get back home. SORRY GUYS!


Details | Lyric | |

UNFOLD

The pain of change as it unfolds
Is oft a tale that stays untold
What is seen is a whole creature
not deep holes in the feature
nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt

It all begins with a soft kiss
He is walking with a false bliss
Only following in paw prints
But the nature of mom's lips
Is to rob him of all innocence

Trapped in warm spindles of fear
A wrapped life form kindles in here
Four years bound to shingles of moss
Time to leave this life of sloths
Break free like that of a moth
and Rise again like Christ on the cross


Details | Couplet | |

Life is an Aventurous Squirrel Run

I have my Hubby’s steadfast belief in me.
He loves how my poems are light and airy.
He’ll give me an idea once in a while…
Then he escapes to come back, later to read my new child.

He calls these run-throughs a squirrel run.
For they can take off in directions, yes, any one.
Crazy thoughts become crazier still…
And story time leads to god knows, where they will.

My thinking is kind of like chasing around a tree.
You never know where the end will be.
But somewhere I eventually become truly still.
And that is where my Hubby adds into the trill.

Then the squirrel run begins again…
Light and fluffy and full to the brim.
Each day a new adventure... waits around the bend.
Live it. Love it. Write it... You'll be happier in the end.

Contest: Emotion: Squirrelly and fun   CSEastman


Details | Romanticism | |

A Dedication to my Darling Mystic

Dedicated to my darling Mystic Rose...


For my everlasting rose,
for my darling Mystic Rose,
Charished deep in my heart,
for generations to last lifetimes,
on this Beautiful gift,
we all call Mother Earth.

Oh now my dear
come now and do not fear,
I shall take you by your sweet and loving hand,
as we set out in a band,
of two lonely hearts
that both need to be loved.

At first when I came
to this desolate Wasteland;
I was a lonely heart
with poetry that was my art.
You were the first to come to me,
with a smile and a hug.
You read my work,
I won your heart
and you praised me,
looked at me in anew
and treated me diffrently than any other.

My darling Mystic,
Oh how you make me feel;
so grand, so new, so happy.
As I lay my head to rest
I reminisce on your loving words,
that spoke such truth to my soul.
As you praised me through my heights,
and weaped with me through my sorrow,
as I uplifted your soul with the arrangement of words
I wrote from deep down in my weak and weary soul;
You were there always to touch my heart
and cure me of sorrowed tears.

It is impossible to express my love for you,
but see me, to feel my love,
for you my darling Mystic
it tears me apart to not
see your face, to hear your voice,
only to read your loving words
comments on a poem
that was written on a page;
It tears me apart.

Oh, my sweet and everlasting rose,
Blooming in every season,
at every hour,
a beautiful poetess at her midst of an evening twilight
as the nightingales sing outside your window,
I come and show you love and compassion.

Let us go, you and I,
I take you by your hand
and we sail off,
two poets writing of beauty
both in ink upon a blank piece of paper.
To write of love,
My compassion for you
my beautiful rose,
my darlin Mystic.

We shall part seas,
bloom in gardens of beauty,
roses and violets grow tall
around us,
reminding us of our everlasting friendship.
Lilacs and tulups stray long away,
to show my love to a stranger,
but you are no stranger to me.

You are an everlasting rose,
which blooms evertime at the stroke of nine,
and there you stay,
growing in a large and beautiful garden,
that is located deep in my heart.

Now take me, my darling Mystic
your LoveSlayer,
and charish this beautiful write
Charish it at all times,
every hour of the days! 
In honour of your beauty and inspiration
I am a fool in love,
intoxicated with your beauty at heart.


Details | Ballad | |

THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range.

so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul,

here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning...

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time,

way down deep on the inside,

...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live,

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay,

I wish a sun-rise.








Details | Rhyme | |

Perfidy to the Fidelity

I see perfidy to the fidelity which is replete of your treachery 
Too bad we ain’t cool, because for you was a melody 
About the despicable ingredients that thrive back then
To create aspersions for my heart to grow fat in
You having a back of mine was thought to be perpetual 
From grabbing the horns, I saw it was all bull
So when I manifest this light, you shouldn’t be in my sight
I’m watching my own back when you enter a fight
No more under the timber, will my name be in December
Forgive and forget the final Thursday of November
Perfidy to the fidelity, I’ll always remember 


Details | Free verse | |

Affliction

The darkness of light impossible to see the pain and the lies always damaging you reach and get burned not understanding this is my disease nature of the beast Suddenly my light is taken away my darkness was revealed taking me as slave when all I ever wanted was for someone to say please stop, for me or enter an early grave Now face to face with all of my demons how can I fight them if I don't want to beat them until the reason arrives, then I shine a little at first but that small thing, is mine The den of ten thieves come up with a plan a whole set of new lies that every single man cannot resist believing it's seeming to be that a horrific ending is just what I need Then all of the sudden my small shine swallows time and with that virtue my face comes to life I would never hurt you please, know this to be yet no one believes me this curse grows like a tree I hate my helpless fate why can't I make a new life for me that no one can take why can't I escape a prison not for me for years I accept this tired sense of defeat The small shine barely intact, inside until Saint Anger starts to burn me, alive I find I'm set off by my wrong, senseless self until I am talking to no one, in Hell So I pick up my pen power to create a new world for me where I design my escape in my invisible state the Devil don't notice that one of his children is no longer hopeless I stop all my madness by power of pen for years my sword drew nothing but sin the yin and the yang both helped me to find that I'm no longer afflicted when darkness lights my bright shine.


Details | Personification | |

My eX-gIRL fRIEND We Are Getting Married

This is a long lost dream story about Me and my EX-GIRL getting it back together again? Just who knows' where it will end......



***************
My ex-girlfriend and me
We are talking about
The possibility of getting
Married and I said that
We shall see.....
     ------
She asked' me if we were
Going to take lot's and lots'
           Of Picture's
And I answered, yes,
But We won' be taking
Them together  
     ------
And then She ask Me 
If it would be consummated
I said yes, but, only if it came
         With Tea'

                     GF


Details | Couplet | |

Tough Friends

Just like football we’re hard hitting and rough,
If you want to hang with us, you’ve gotta be tough;

No sissies allowed, we don’t cry when we’re hurt,
We’re the kinda people that play in the dirt;

Daring each other to become more extreme,
Our bold eyes shining with a terrified gleam;

“I dare you to go slap that bull and run away”,
Is a typical thing we hear everyday;

Some call us crazy and they’re probably right,
Cause this bunch of friends is one scary sight.

~For Kristen Bruni's contest~


Details | I do not know? | |

The HEART says many words

The eye maybe precious
  but the heart says many words.
It can be broken, 
 it can be filled with love,
it can be dead.

It's the starter of the emotions.

*comment if you have a thought or if you just like (or fav poem)* :)


         -Angel4eva23


Details | ABC | |

Never Thought It Would Happen

We began so little and young, 
Life beat us bad and twisted our tongue.
You and I walked a pretty rough road I can say
When you stumbled I was always there to make you stay.

Stay and not give up, I didn't give up on you than, so I wont give up on you now, 
We danced our life so brutally and softly, but this time you didn't look my way and bounced. 
I thought we would go on like this forever, but I guess like people say, 
Nothing lasts forever.


Details | I do not know? | |

irresistible FADED memory

My heart is crushed yet is hushed,
I feel rushed, 
Six years was long,
I felt there is something wrong,
When I am with you, I don't feel strong,
Strongly feel things are prolonging.

Promises that you made,
Nothing came along, yet it fade.
Time is wasting into nothing,
Nothing worth while to keep.
We are still in step one,
My veins are popping out of anger,
My head is blowing out of pressure.


The storm has come,
My face is blank with no expressions,
Should I run?Panic?Relax?
Sorrow comes with a flow,
The mistakes that I made it shows.
Scared to face my fear,
Yet is near my dear,
Running without a parachute,
Walking on the clouds,


Not sure where life is taking me?
Curiosity kicks in,
Was all this a a long dream?
I want that dream to be true,
Your multi-personality is suffocating me,
Feeling your unpleasant status,
Makes me not want to be with you,
Question,questioning, questions?
You are unbalancing my weight,
I have always know that you are the one,
Until you ruined everything of my existence, 
With a long distance,
Now you made me unsure,
You are changing in a bad way,
I am scared to love you,
Because I don't recognize you as you.


Details | Epic | |

im sick of it

im sick of it
sitting and waiting while people are hating
im invinsable 
i wanna change things 
be a woman that insnt a cleche 
im original 
i wanna be writen 
in books in history 
saying she did some thing 
im dissapointed in humanity
just walking around in complete insanity
so blissfully unaware 
of anothers humanity
how SAD 
you walk into me 
us humans 
are surrounded in stupidity
WAKE UP
STAND UP 
BE AWARE 
just CARE!!

if not Im flying to SATURN !! TAKE CARE !!


Details | Carpe Diem | |

brother don't abandon brothers

it was one of the darkest moments in His anointed life
when the Roman soldiers came to arrest Our Lord Jesus the Christ
divinity was unraveling the prophetic scripture to be fulfilled
Jesus betrayed and then deserted the night went silent and still
Jesus was One who was regarded as a gatherer of men
but at the midnight hour His disciples abandoned Him in the end

the journey towards brotherhood is not just about the good days
it's about a willingness to have each others back when life is not going your way
spiritual brotherhood was being tested the enemy now on patrol
the men of God had fallen asleep and the devil had taken control
 
a war is being waged today against the Living Body of Christ
yet our Christian brothers are asleep on the job unawake to deal with the devil's strife
we need to open our eyes we need to be alert and aware
on the journey towards brotherhood exercising cohesiveness, compassion and care
but the one time that Jeus needed to have His men around
they abandoned Him and forsaken Him and then went underground
 
every man for himself they left Jesus all alone
and as a result He was crucified and ascended to the heavenly throne
brothers don't abandon each other there's strength in togetherness and unity
have each others backs and then tell Satan to get behind thee


Details | Burlesque | |

Did You Win

 Use it against them. Im still in my, I can see the double dream happening. Everyone is happy because they want u to leave them alone. Yout inner soul is your GPS, but again it gets to the point where you want more so you are chasing a high a feeling of no problems and no worrying of anything. Chasing hi= utopia land of good feelings. 
Everyone keeps saying, well i could have, i could have but i didnt do it. Quit talking about it. There is a war in my brain telling me to stop but continue its slow brute war continously fighting. I see from the outside now. This place is a large trap waiting to bring you inside. Night Brings Creature comforts, nice women nice weather, everyone is happy but it is a trap. You are stuck in this world or really not having it but oh so close. Tomorrow or the next day. It will happen, they continue to say but when no results come, it is always you know i could have if i wanted to but i didnt. Walking down an Endless road. Everday feels as if it was groundhog day. Ek is very confused on why Ek has a bruise. OPening a door at the house, fighting another guy,and football are the options. What is really the truth? Are you living a continous ground hog day and memory dump? It is just so weird, I want out or do I? Ek can not keep the words from flowing out of the mouth. Operation is compromised. It was done to make the appearance seem what it is not but it is killings in the long run. I have to stop it from leaking out. As my head reads the screen from left to right, my body becomes glued to the seat and I cant move. Time races and the meter runs up. Concentrating hard as the words begin to flow more and more, time continues to fly and I cant focus anymore. I can still see the sweat rolling down my face. EK turned on the faucet. Words pour out tlike water as people are left to die from thirst. Millions of gallons of water has not leaked out but with time a million will seem like 2 dollars. I am beginning to wonder why I can not move. My feet are submerged, my knees now. I keep reading. The Night Bringing Creature comforts begin to listen harder to Ek and everything that comes out quenches their thirst. Ek is blinded by the bright faces seen. What Ek cant see is the mirror held in front of the Night Bringing Creature comforts. mirrors hide their true identity and reflects something else. The water is up to my chest now. I see I can leave and I do. As I'm outside, I look in to see Ek has ran out of water. He knows. He prays.


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 | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Stay

I have never had to say it...
the word, that now is pushing at the seams of my closed lips
but I find myself wanting to
I have never needed to say it....
the word that has the ability to cut me down at the knees
but I find myself wanting to
I have never thought to say it....
the word that begs to be meant whenever it is spoken
but I find myself wanting to
I have never had to say it...
that one word...
the one...
that takes away, in an instant, all the dependence I have on myself
but...
as always...
I find myself wanting to

I have never needed to say it
I never...guessed I would...say it
I..
should
probably
stop 
saying
never.
because that was before you
before I fell 
off the cliff of a beautiful free-fall, right into a pool of eternity with you
before I felt
the warmth of knowing that there is a special place for me, with you
before I could
imagine the world as a sphere of untapped boundless potential...
and you

I have never needed to say it.
before you
but tonight
as you pull your hands away, letting the cotton of your embrace slip of my reach 
I stare into you
letting the wells of my soul speak for me in a language that was made for you
and 
I have never had to say it
but I do.

Stay.


Details | Lyric | |

Unsuspecting Victim

Four teenagers 
Paige
Matt
Kevin
Kat

Backgrounds-
Paige- psychic, can see and talk to the dead, has demons who come to her for help
Matt- Has demons attachted to him, dating paige
Kevin- A Nerd from school, intersted in pot
Kat- Training psychic, paiges best friend, dating kevin

Prom Night- 2011

Sitting in the car positioning themselves
into a compfy spot
Matt sits in the driving seat
Paige in the passenger seat
Kat and Kevin in the back seat
Kat laying on Kevins shoulder
All of them latch there seat belts
Driving unto the road to go to after prom
Paige sees someone
Someone no oe else can see but her
Sitting right beside her is her (demon but almost human ghost) friend
He whispers "i can try to keep you save from everything, but i cant make a promise)
She looks down at Matts foot
Holding unto the break peddal is one of Matts demons
The demon breaks the pedal and has one hand into the engine of the car
A car coming up behind them
Trying to pass them
Matt decides to make it difficult for them to pass
As he does he tries to hit the breaks
And they didnt work
They drive into the ditch 
Trying not to hit the other car infront of them
Flipping a few times as they land with all the tires on the ground and the 
Top of the car towards the sky
Paige lays on the windsheild her head cut by the glass
She looks  at her self
She sees her body laying there looking up at Matt as he smirks to her
His eyes turn black and he smirks again
Paiges ghost friend opens the door and pushes her out
Far from the car
She now lays close to the road
She watches the car as it rolls off the hill
Flipping it again, also looking down at her lifeless body
She sees Matts demon again

The Night After

Paige was rushed to the hospital
Matt, Kevin and Kat left with only bruises and a few cuts
Paiges brain was internally bleeding
She stands in the hospital 
Outside of her body
Standing looking at her ghost friend
He ssays to her "as much as i want you to be here with me, your family needs you in your other life"
She wakes up a few hours later, in her body, and getting better


Details | I do not know? | |

sixteen

Sixteen - A time where innocence shouldn't exist 
Parties, dancing, drinks and drama 
Devil horns and feathered wings 
Sleepless nights, Lazy afternoons 
School activities 
Greasy caf lunches 
Learning how to grow up 
without changing for anyone but yourself 

Sixteen - A canvas of neon colours 
Birthday Parties and Campfires 
Favourite Songs and the brilliance of Vampires 
Waking up to a brand new day 
Taking in the beauty of the little things 
Crying so hard you think you could drown 

Sixteen - A year of firsts 
The first time you locked onto his sweet brown eyes 
The first time your heart beat so fast it hurt 
Your first Valentine 
The first time you told somebody you loved them 
The first time you felt your heart break 
The first moment you realize you'd die for someone 

Sixteen - A time for mistakes 
You finally let yourself believe he was all you ever needed 
The people you can't trust 
Not following your heart 
Losing your best friend 
and so much more.. 

Sixteen - A year to admit who you are 
Learning that family is more than the people you are related to 
Laughing too loud at 4 a.m 
Home made t-shirts 
Drinking games late at night 

Sixteen - The last time you feel prepared 
Wasting days wishing everything could change 
Seeing yourself in the mirror and not knowing who was looking back 
Choosing courses 
G1's 
and Final Exams 

Sixteen - Welcome to all your new beginnings 
The 3 girls that never let your happiness escape you 
Forgetting the boys that have forgotten you 
Finally talking to that special someone 
Weekend Girls nights 
Summer Parties 
Hook-ups and heartaches 
Teacher Crushes 
Saturday morning head rushes 
Hockey boys 
Dancing & singing without a care in the world 

Sixteen - A year to look back on 
Believing in lies that are too serious to forget 
Taking back the people you should have left behind 
Waking up and knowing who you love 
Fighting for what you want 
Running in the rain 
Screaming at the top of your lungs 
Crying in pain 
Pushing the people that hurt you aside 
Allowing yourself to change... 


Details | Free verse | |

When I met you

When I first met you, 
It felt lik I had known you from the start,
I told you my secrets,
and I what I didn't want, ever,
I bet you thought, 
it'd never end,
who would have thought,
we would become more then just friends.
Over a period of time, 
I got to know the real you.
A boy who was so caring and true.
You've survived your life, 
with hurt and loneliness by your side.
I told you I'd never leave,
because of the feeling that I had inside.
I know you, 
lie nobody else I've ever known,
and sometimes I wonder,
what would I do if you were gone?
So I have decided,
time will answer all my questions.
If it is meant to be, 
time will remove the wall.
I love the way we are together,
you can always me me smile. 
Will it ever really end up being, forever?
I guess I will have to wait.
Time will reveal, what lies ahead,
but always remember what I have said.
Meeting you has changed my life, and I really love you so,
the feelings I feel for you, I am never letting go.
Remember me always,
and I will too.
I always think of,
me and you.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Always I Miss You

When I'm home sick, sulking half the day because your not here,
 And getting sadder if I say madder because your not there,
 I remind myself in an unusual way theres worse fared,
 If you don't mind being compared,
 
Repeating the many ways you cared,
 The experiences fondly replayed in many ways,
 Thoughts and memories that make me gay,
 Every recipe, every taste,
 Looking back it all seems in an awkward haste,
 
Now it is what I use to fill my plate,
 It's what I use so I won't be late,
 Staying here learning to appreciate,
 All the miles, trucks caring freight..
 
For your Christmas gifts the children just can't wait,
 But if you visit my mind would quake.


Details | Rhyme | |

Fading Grace

September 29,2012
--------------------------

I wish, there was something more I could do
My heart aches at the sight of you-
so lost-so hurt sadness pouring from your eyes
I wish I could help, I wish I could stop the cries
But I don't know what to do,
So I'll Just do what I do best-let you know I'm here for you
If only words weren't so meaningless
If only I could make you hurt less
Your golden, shining light dimming-
Giving way to the darkness
I wish there was a way I could bring back your light-your happiness
But Grace is fading fast
Buried beneath the toils of the past
If I could change time-make it better
Oh if I could just do so much more
Believe me when I say I would
If i could ease your heartache
If I could mend the broken, shattered pieces
Tell me if there's a way to fix the scars
Because I'll do what I must
I'll do whatever, all for you
I open myself, ready to give you my all
To share what light I have
So we can both see our way out of the dark
And if Grace should fall, Grace should fade
Then in the darkness I will hold onto you
So you can still stand
So you will not fall
And together we can make our way through the darkness
Grace is fading fast
Fading fast
Hold onto what we can, while we can
For it's unknown how long it will last
Grasp onto the rope, the light-the fading Grace
Do not worry, I will hold you up
I will hold you until your warming light
Is found more and shines upon my face
And then, I still, will hold you up
But Grace is fading fast
Will we make it?
Will we survive the darkness?
You shall survive, I will make certain you do
No matter what I need to do
I will make certain your grace never leaves you
Even if I should falter and fall
If I should crack and break
Just leave me and continue on your way
Weary and torn do not let your light go
Grace is fading fast
Go, keep moving until you have finally passed your past


Details | Lyric | |

Sir Teddy

Inching from the cradled arms, 
Careful not to wake the boy, 
The knight begins his watch
His sword and shield deployed. 

The defender of dreams, 
 And protector of the mind.
He shall show no mercy
For nightmares he may find. 

The battlefield in darkness, 
He waits at the gates of Hell,
For any beast emerge, 
Will hear the ringing knell. 

But morning shows its face,
And the gates below are closed.
The boy arises safe
With his teddy bear to hold. 


Details | ABC | |

MidNight Wishes

Even though i did not hear your voice tonight i'm still ahit,
I will go on like this for ever, i wont go out without a fight. 
I'll fight till the end of this life to win your heart,
All you have to do is tell me when to start.

The music blarrin in my head phones at 1:52 AM and i'm lovin it, 
cause it helps me remember your gorgeous smile like it was meant to fit. 
Wanting to feel your touch and kisses all over me ignites the fire in me,
Wanting to take you by your hand and run wild in a big sea. 

There aint much i can say to express myself but this will have to do for tonight,
I think its just that i haven't reached height.
You no I love you and that's all that matters or will ever matter to me,
I will love you till i die, like I told you before, cant you see? 
 


Details | Free verse | |

Vertical Lines

Don't forget to cross the Ts
and dot your Is
because if you don't do that
they're just lines vertical on a page.
Lets us forget about the imperfect words
that make us cry
the vertical lines,
like jail bars hold us back.
Stand up and out and roar like a lion!

she is mine, I love her,
but I am quiet,
held back by the vertical lines
the black oily jail bars,
that keep my hear caged in
everytime I cry and people don't listen
the guard taps his nightstick upon
the vertical bars,
the imperfect feelings of pain and sadness
feeling like this it bores me 
feeling like this makes me sick
and I feel myself wanting to vomit
and shake the nervous feeling
of falling into a dark hole,
so I sit behind these vertical lines,
like cocaine lines, ready to snort up your nose,
like cigarettes lined in a perfect and neat row,
like empty wine and beer bottles
littering around my feet.

The vertical lines take me away from reality,
close my already blinded eyes
with a black blindfold.
These jail bars cross my soul,
chain my the ankles and wrists,
and choking me, holding my head under water,
I can't breath!!! Help me!
These vertical bars hold me back in life,
hold my emotions from coming out,
to tell you how I feel for you!
I no more want vertical lines,
I want to be free.
Drive horizontal roads that wined and turn around beautiful mountains
too take a deep breathe and share the beauty
to watch the horizontal horizon.
Too sit on a beach shore and write till the sun goes down
and the mermaids sings cheerful tunes
that uplift my spirits and break the remaining vertical lines
that bind and hold my heart in place.

There is nothing beautiful in a straight line,
let alone a vertical one.
Horizontal, vertical all bad in their own ways,
always trapping us, like jail bars or barbwire that streches across the open lands.
Love has no lines,
no boundaries,
so why should I have lines that bind me together
holding my head underwater,
till a spark lights a powder keg and blows me sky high
and I finally set myself free
and roam the horizon for ever.


Details | Couplet | |

Seagull and the Penguin

A sea gull flew over the ocean admiring his reflection every day.
Passing over the shore, he saw penguins at work and careful play.
What an ugly bird they are he suddenly proclaimed.
They can’t fly and still they strut… know they no shame!

One day the gull was swooping down angling for a fish…
When suddenly an orca whale knocked him in the briny brink.
Snapping and churning the orca would soon have his way.
The gull was surely lost, if he could not gain the air to stay.

Moments before the whale pod arrived the penguins chose to assist.
They chose to distract the whale, giving the gull a chance to resist.
The orca didn’t care which meal he had as long as there was one…
He finally beached himself upon the shore, and still he hadn’t won.

At that point the gull realized, the penguins were really seriously cool.
They could certainly fly in the water, if maybe not the air to rule.
Now friends for life… he would scout for them safe passage to their fish.
Indeed, the gull flew away that day a little wiser, knowing he’d been remiss.

Everyone in life is different. He surmised… It’s not a choice they’ve made.
But now he knows each demands respect… in their own separate way.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Cancer What To Hope How To Cope



Having a Hope gives you comfort and
courage to cope when illness like
Cancer appears, the love of a dear
friend is always near.

A friend will help you to 
cope with the emotional strain,
sharing your pain with you
as the treatment you  have
and go through.
Just remember you are strong
and crying tears is nothing
to be ashamed of or wrong,
you are allowed to express
sorrow and tears as this
helps release your
inner fears.


Throw all  your anxiety upon a dear friend whom
you can confide and trust 
and always depend.
Letting your emotions
and feelings out is simply
a must.

Take One Day at a time, 
do not worry or fret try
and forget about tomorrow as it has not
arrived yet, so focus on today
and may you get through
this with the unending and
loyal support of those who
love and care for you.
My Dear Friend  I am
Here for you, thinking of you
and praying for you
Best Wishes


   Always remember this;
  A vital part of cancer treatment is the loving 
 support given patients by family and friends



















Details | Free verse | |

Wildness

I felt my thoughts run wild
 Was I really a demon child
 Thoughts tightened my head grew light
 I hoped my expression was on my face right
 
I absorbed your statement surety taking flight
 Your questions growing old
 Your coming across as way to bold
 So this is the child you stole
 
Standing here now I felt guilty as sin
 My emotions had just let little old Peace walk right in
 I was sure that without me the child's future was dim
 So I filled her right up to the rim
 
Without me here she surely would be condemned
 Who would look for me now I live in the brim
 
As I fought the fear
 Of having you here
 It hurt to the bone
 Making her a home
 
So I opened the door
 But her back to where she was before
 Because I love her even more
 I stay here to even the score


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 3-

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

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

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

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

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

reading and Knitting

From childhood adore with love
Penny save to run to bookstore
Reading and knitting all  day 
Eyes  and hands in drop of hill
In hugging  the sea breeze 
Inviting underneath no need to breath
Deep dive to sea as host

When came beneath  in dream
In wet hands hosting pearl of shells
Breeze of the sea escaped white curtains
A new day to wash with sea and sun

Run to bookstore than get  a new canvas


Details | Ode | |

At Breaking Point

There is nothing in this world that i can possibly think of or think of doing to tell you how much I love you. You are so sweet to me, i can't almost stand it wen you call me handsome and cute, cause it sounds so sweet to me. If there is anything in this world that you can think of for me to prove my love to you, just name it. I will be all over that in a flash. Even though we didn't get to see each other for very long cause of my dumb ass, that was still what i wanted to see today really bad. Looking into your BEAUTIFUL green eyes today was like looking into Gods heaven. The only thing that is missing is your touch on my skin. I probably would not be able to hold it in me and take a hold of you by your waist and press you against me, and than the smell of your hair would turn me on to the BREAKING POINT. I would start by kissing down your neck and curress your neck with my tong. Than while curressing your body, I would start slipping my hands under your shirt, and under your bra and upon your perfect titties. Than i would start pulling your bra and shirt off at the same time and begin kissing your titties. Kiss them all the way down to your belly button and back up to your face. When i would lift your upon my hips i would carry you to the bed and start kissing you back down your titties and your ribs and your belly button and than an inch lower passed your belly button just to get you a little more wet and wanting.
To Be Continued. Set for Contest!


Details | Tetractys | |

The Flower Boy

He
Stands there
As flowers
Are placed in his
Ginger hair, the yellow and purple, blend

He smiles and poses for the camera
Glad to become
The ginger
Flower
Boy


Details | Quatern | |

Iron Clad

To persevere and forge ahead
To be strong when times are tough.
All night and day work hard and tread
Only a few could call their bluff. 

Emotion masked yet deep inside
To persever and forge ahead
Strutting only with that known stride. 
Attitude must remain well read. 

Iron clad yet ice cream within
Not cold but hot with desire
To persevere and forge ahead
A candle with a bright fire. 

A heart of gold that's fun to see
Kind of like a ride on a sled. 
Like staring at a deep blue sea
To persever and forge ahead. 




Details | Free verse | |

Sweet Surrender

A sweet grain
Softly tasted upon my life
Turned over in my body
To enhance, increase, its longevity

Beginning to dissolve 
Wishing it’d stay
Slowly gone
A small taste lingers

Moments pass
The memory of deliciousness escapes
A craving formulates
A need, a want, an essential

This time it’s different
One grain is not enough
A more fulfilling amount is needed
To sate my hunger

An addiction forms
Repeated actions and results
Until the resource disappears
In the end rehabilitation

Relapse shifts life
The bliss outweighs consequences
Its flavor engulfs me
Unable to escape this love


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Goodbye Adam

I have never really been good at, Letting loved ones go; And saying goodbye to you right now, Hurts me more than you’ll ever know; I find myself resentful, That life is so unfair; And I hope that wherever you are, You know that I still care; I missed my chance to tell you, How much you meant to me; And I’m bitter when I think about, All the things you’ll never see; And I truly hate the fact, That your life was fleeting and brief; And knowing that I’ll never see you again, Fills my heart with grief.


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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 






 


Details | Lay | |

Simply Unforgetable

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


Details | Haiku | |

Face of the Dead Rodent

Inspired by the one and only Laura Breidenthal!! :D

In the realm of crazy
Insanity births the face
Of the dead rodent


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I'm Sleeping Outside

I've tried to tamper with such precious time
Looked forward and back with open eyes
I wonder about the day I'll die
Will there be rain or shine?
Maybe both, maybe none
As I speak another life has begun
Wish them luck as they carry on
Bewildered within these starry nights
I thought of time when I have lied
Oh such precious time
It flies
(im sleeping outside)
Signs and dreams lead me to believe
That somehow, some way
I'll be something great
Do I choose to be nieve?
They'll never know
Do I choose to be so weak?
It'll never show
(I'll be sleeping outside)
Love is such a clishey it seems
Something I could only see
Her eyes drew us in like summer heat 
Cupids arrows were made of clay
Oh yes I've longed for this day
I knew I wasnt lying anymore
(I always sleep outside
where the weather is nice
I can feel everything for what it's worth
dont give me signs or written lines
give me your solid words)


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Sympathy for Cervantes

When I was a child along with my cousins we listen to heroic tales about our ancestors and in someway the mill was always mentioned. So we went to discover these EPIC Historic site. A glance of paradise The All Heaven -we were in heaven- As we start slopping down, and there's no heaven without snakes, lizards, all kind of reptiles endangered plants, birds of prey insects and sweet nature fruits (our only recommendation for the tour), scared till the bone we easy pass and then the Oasis: grapes all kind of apples, strawberries, oranges and what we were looking for coffee, yes Coffee our faith ( café fé Fé before praying WE drink coffee) and Tia Kindness  serve cake port-wine conversation more coffee, fruits, more coffee and Uncle Fell Good BE Healthy preparing our bags with all the mentioned plus corn (a scream "please came back before going" )  and all the pluses associated with having a good time. After 5 hours (10 min) the oldest explorer Mario preoccupied, seeing vultures spectres and feeling worms crawling and I likewise after all it's 5 PM(+ 4 more summer day hours), We decided to leave forgetting all the etiquettes basic Inc. that will be solved in church with lot's of French style kisses(my cousins were born in France and the all village has 33 and 75 car plates)

Uphill and with all the Saints helping but we, as saints had only the help from the animal world it took me 15 minutes to get to Heavens View,
Than worried  about my family I was feeling like Colombo or Saint Paul,
Alone not knowing where I was or birth place/date and The End was coming tormentors beatings a massacre we all being swallow alive by Komodo Dragons and for an entire hour Hallucinations  Seizures almost passing out At Least My Cousins with morbid faces one hurt injured by thorns and all pricked by mosquitoes (they are always the ones to blame), happiness crying and relieve and a promise not to ever return -the next 48 hour was ever.
 To Brunet Luiz Baby Tummy (Cuzz Cousin)


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Pokepoem

Here I go to catch em all
I'll prove myself to be the best
If I only thow my pokeball
I know that I will pass the test

150 is where it all began
though now it's gone astray
so 150 is my only plan
This I've decided is my fray

Twisting my cap backwards
I'll toss out my need to battle
Maybe I will fall forwards
My resolve you cannot rattle

To train them has been my cause
and I will travel across the lands
There is no time for me to pause
I only need some helping hands

Here I go to catch em all
I'll prove myself to be the best
If I only throw my pokeball
I know that I will pass the test 


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title to come later

Who am I?
Oh where to begin,
I am never before,
And I am never again.

don't like to cause waves
But a hurricane I'll brew,
If thats what it takes,
To be rid of you.

When your tired of the kinfe,
Thats stuck inside your back,
You'll know the stiffness of a spine.
And when your sick of your heart break,
you'll know ribs as hard as mine.

when you know hwen to stand,
and your lefs become hard,
you'll know the time to fight
and your shoulders become broad

the arms become stiff,
and your ready to swing,
when you know to protect,
and you don't care about winning.

This is who I am.
And where I begin,
I am never before,
And I am never again.

And if you compare,
to this, you, I dare,
you mock my spark,
and i'll give you a flare.

Better run if your scared,
I'll kill every ryhme dumped,
And credit I don't share.

Made this way,
with a soul to play,
bet all i have
that i can show you the way

Cause this is who i am
i dont care where you began,
i am never before,
and i am never again

I am what i sing,
you wanna know who i am
will details i bring.

rejection ive known 
since the age of 2
it's true
and it ain't gonna hurt me
if you reject too.

callus with mallus
just what can you do?
love is  a fallacy,
don't exist for me,
just you.

So rub it in my face,
Like lotion sting my eyes,
and i'll be a swatter
to shoo you like flies

And if to the top i rise
a hand you wont get
drown if you want
but about you i won't fret

this song is who i am
and since it all began
I've been a never before
and i am a never again.

tell me you love me
see just what you get,
the question ain't do you like.
But can you handle it?

cause love aint what i get
when i look into your eye's
i see lies
just another devil with a clever disguise

can you see me?
Do you know what i am?
I'm a never before,
and a never again.

you won't find another me,
i'll find a million of you.
i'm lookin for someboddy
that i can see through.

see what youve done,
and just what you can do?
a subject of me is now
all about you.

but i wont lose myself again
give up what i am for you
done to many times before
so your gettin the boot
if i cant be me around you,
than your just another fly,
now shoo.

cause you can't take who i am,
theres even more of me from when it began
by now you better understand,
can you comprehend?
that i was never before,
and i am never again.


Details | Free verse | |

You're My Plague

You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart throbs in unease You carry me off to a far-off island Your breeze keeps me flowin’…scraping sand Your names escapes my lips I tell myself, “Get a grip, dude…” But you decided to intrude... My blood drips to the floor I’ve been losing balance… The instant you pushed me aside Your quietude devours me… I can’t help, but hide… I feel horribly disheartened…feelin’ too insignificant To start my day with a good note Too discouraged to be motivated to run… You trade me your pain in the past I consume it like a bear My stomach is churning persistently…you’re running too fast… I’m dowsed in despair My eyes stare vacantly…into space…they roam happily Your vigilance keeps me safe and sound…I dwell in your tranquility Your dreams caress my own… This intriguing comfort never makes me feel alone I’m under your dazzlin’ spell… This is heaven – not living hell! I’ve been bruising myself over you…for a while now The moment you abandoned me that night… Your rejoicing mends my gash…heals my mind… I think better of you – everything’s black and white I feel so exquisite when I’m around you… So inspired to reveal my might…just shine your light On me…and remember to meet me at sun rise… But I still feel malnourished… By your sweltering disease My heart refuses to beat in perfect rhythm – my high hopes nearly perished By your forceful breeze…pushing me on my knees I’m stumbling off my feet – I’m not at all pleased I’m not in the mood to be teased… I’m suffering…I’m not discreet How did you push me off my feet? Why do you make ME feel so damn miserable and incomplete? You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart pounds as I fall upon my blood-stained knees You carry me away to an unknown place Your voice still rings in my ears… I glance at your admirable face I’ve faced you way too many times – Your sparkling with majestic brilliance and pure grace


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Intimate

Ironic how this word's defined
Most thinking it means confidential.
But if you think outside the box
You'll realize it's true potential. 

Distance does not mean a thing
Connection is what reigns.
Hard for some yet others not
Tricky for those with brains. 

Like coaching another
For the great unknown. 
Even if its seems like
Your living in the twilight zone. 





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I will always be there for you

October 01, 2012
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I           stand her ready to give you everything,
Will      -ing to die for you, I will
Always  be around for you, ready to
Be        whoyou need e to be, to fight the demons that are
There    and to protect you
For        you are my best friend, you are everything
You       are the sole reason I have survived this long and for that I owe you my life


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Bear and the Mocking Bird

Should I? Could I? Would I?  The teenage bear was getting nowhere, fast.
He wanted that big salmon that had come up the falls, almost to his grasp.
But the current appeared too swift, for even a bear as strong as him.
Still, that salmon’s presence mocked him; he was dinner on the fin.
So as the bear lumbered out, a mocking bird suddenly began to mock…
“You’re going over the falls in one more step. Stop! Think! Think! Stop!”
“Didn’t your momma ever teach you even one simple little thing?”
Now, he had left home because his Momma had always told him what to do.
So he turned to the bird and growled… “Why should I listen to you?”
The bird mocked back… “Because you don’t stop and think things thru.”
Then, at that point the bear slipped, and almost went over the falls, it’s true! 
He heard the bird mock, “Stop! Think! Think! Stop! Listen, you lumbering brute!”
Angrily and begrudgingly, he admitted the bird was right: a plan was due.
So with a branch he sent the salmon down to the bottom of the falls below.
Then, later with dinner replete, it was now time for dessert to bestow.
So he decided to visit the berry farmer and plunder most of his crop.
Again the mocking bird hollered at him. “Stop! Think! Think! Stop!”
“The farmer has a dog and gun! If you destroy his summers’ crop…”
“A bearskin rug will be your fate. So Stop! Think! Think! Stop!”
After 3 or 4 more times at mocking… The bear finally gave in… 
For each time he had mocked him… He had also saved his life, again…
Since he had left momma behind, he now realized that he had done nothing right.
And though they were both rough, tough, loners: they still became strangely tight.
So in the end, they became fast friends, with each one helping the other out…

The moral to my story is: there’s a friend that can understand anyone, even you.
Friends don’t have to be beautiful or popular to be true and help you thru.
They are all very precious and none should be thrown away.  
For you’ll need all their understanding to help: see you on your way.


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Spare A Penny For Your Thoughts

If I could share my thoughts with you, you may wonder
what I would say or do, but I will express my feelings and
thoughts  to you, the way I know best.
It is my way of dealing with issues in life by expressing myself
through verse as it releases the emotions either painful or joyful
and it is very satisfying and brings relief to a stricken heart filled
with grief.
It helps me to cope when there seems no hope and helps me feel
in control of my heart, mind and soul.

I could write for days, sharing thoughts,feelings, fears, but all
I wish to share is my gratitude for having such an amazing,
positive attitude when I was low, you showed me the way to go.
You held me high to stop the tears I cry, you touched me with tenderness
when I need a human touch and my heart felt that very much.

You showed me how to be happy when I was sad, you made me feel
better when times were bad, you comforted me through dark days and
was always there to show love and affection which really showed you
cared beyond belief and this brought a special kind of relief to my soul
when in my life I was full of pain and grief and you made my broken
crushed heart whole. 


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See See I can do it too

Words elevated to a dazzling height
Silently answering perfections plight

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

Time yields to patience
Rage bows to zen

Transcending a mind
A unique voyage just to find

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

… I smile …

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


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Moulting - for you

the next is like the first
equally shedding more skin
you do that again and again 
and I known each time 
you look at me 
we are transformed

and so we take each step
each page is torn away
a day, a week, a month
eternity in our eyes

this time with you 
like a wave that never breaks
a swell in the heart of the ocean

where the two race, play, swim

we are
the ones we see

in the next moment the sun rolls by
you lighten up the room
again a mirror 

to the little pools of mystery 
spilling out around you
giving up the secret

moulting in the broad day light


Details | Epic | |

everyone has an opinnion

       everyone has an opinion

IN THE BEGINING WAS THE WORD,
THAT  MAKES THE MENTALITY OF A MAN THE FOUNDATION OF HIS WORDS,
IN THE HEARTS OF MEN, YOU WILL FIND THE DEEP FEELINS OF THEIR THOUGHT,


EVERYONE ONE HAS AN OPINION,
WHAT IS FREEDOM IF YOUR OPINION IS NEVER VOICE TO BE HEARD,
WE ARE IN A WORLD OF WARS OF MENTALITY,
COS, THE MENTALITY OF EVERY PEOPLE ARE NEVER THE SAME,
THAT KEEP ME ASKING HOW WE CAN LIVE IN ONE ACCORD,
OR, IS THE SIMPLICITY OF LIFE A DOOM?


SOMANY SOULS ARE WILLING TO BE HEARD,
SOMANY OPINION IS BEEN SHUT UP,
WHILE SOMANY OPINION IS BEEN FORCE TO THE  PEOPLE,
IN EVERY DISAGREMENT THERE IS ALWAYS A DEFERENT OPINION,

WHAT IS THE USE OF RIGHT, IF OPINION IS BEEN CONTROLED?
CONTROLED BY A PARTICULAR MENTALITY,
WE ALL CAN BE IN PEACE,
 IF WE LEARN TO RESPECT OUR DEFERENT MENTALITY,
COS, EVERYONE GOT SOME THING TO OFFER TO LIFE,
EVERY  MENTALITY  HAS A LESSON TO TEACH,


IS A FREE WORLD,
WHAT IS GOOD IS GOOD,
WHAT IS BAD IS BAD,

AS WE PASS THROUGH LIFE,
WE NEED NOT TO BE SELFISH,
WHEN YOU THINK YOUR OPINNION IS RIGHT,
DONT FORGET THE NEXT MAN THINK THE SAME COS,
EVERYONE HAS AN OPINION.





Details | Narrative | |

Limitless Lust

Introduction: Limit itself has a limit of its own…


A walk, mile after mile
In quest for my lost soul,
I had forgotten how to smile
Everything felt out of control,
I fought too hard to be worthwhile
By that I got lost in my life’s hole

The regrets for mistakes I’ve made
It took me off the edge, way too far away;
Yet I tried again so hard to get off from that shade
But got caught up in my brutal fray,
The same song keeps playing with such a vicious rage,
I find myself down to my knees, nowhere to go - So I pray

A prayer to leave the worst and move onto more,
Come off this fantasy and onto reality, to be -
Closer to something I’ve been fighting for
The touch of the light cutting through the night, it rains down upon me
As I overcome the grief and believe, recovery lies ashore,
Only three steps remain, to be fixed and free.

A lesson of value I earned from my faults -
Never push yourself off the edge,
You’ll lose the only key to the vault
A life you never had to live – It too could forever be lost,
So stay confined within the limits of the limit
As it seems - Your control over lust, only can make you complete.


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A Land of Barren Hope

"I saw it in the mirror, I saw it in my face - -

Of decades now, a barren place,

The darkness of midnight's smoke - -

Pains wreak within the night,

The Scarlett butterfly, dying to self - -

Angelic 'flash of light,'

Though sweetness soars from out of sky - -

Hidden sands,  rhythmic sighs,

Voices touch, no longer strain - -

Tormented loss,  no more pain, as

"I saw it in the mirror, I saw it in my face - -

Becoming light, an empathetic state,

Seasons past, antiquated nights - -

Heart beating still, while  your love performs,

Hidden from the depths now forty year storms - -

From out of silence, bloom my love,

As warmth of evening sun and Mourning Doves - -

"I saw it in my mirror, I saw it in my face,

Rainbows shelter, metaphorical pace - -

Of stony streets and Tuscany,

Romance now, our reality - -

Peace reclaimed, loved restored,

Happiness endures, rest assured - -

For now,  "I see it in the mirror, I see it in my face!"


Details | Free verse | |

Sliding Down

I’m hoping for my dreams to become a reality
I’m hoping for a phase of gratitude
I’m rejecting my hopeless fate
I’m accepting your side of the story…but don’t intrude 

Unexpectedly, I believe in love in first sight
I grab the rope for extra support
It burns like a vertical line of fire
I’m unable to climb, but I seem too far from my desire 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down… 

I cherish you like my own belongings
I designed you on my bedroom wall
I have you displayed deep in my heart
Believe me – you’ll never split it apart 

Every day I long for your touch – you changed my life around
My heart is blazing like the zealous sun…I prize my freedom and progress
The world is spinning endlessly as I kneel upon my knees 
And I imagine the memories we share with each other 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

When I reflect upon the joyous times,
My heart never fails
To pound vigorously for you
I’m sliding down 
I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you 

I see the light in your eyes
I don’t see an insidious nature in you…
I wish I hadn't believed in the lies
I never felt like a hopeless victim until I gave in to the darkness 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

I’m glad I've met you in the first place
We’re a perfect match – 
Don’t deny it…you made me feel handsome
We’re on the road of victory
We’re making great progress
We’re hanging on the edge,
But we were rescued 
From sliding down…

At least we’re kept ourselves alive……


Details | Nonet | |

Cheery Blossoms

Cherry Blossoms bare their fruit, virtue... . Flat tail beavers; construct their lives... . Mordant lives carry no scars... . Dormant lives wallow, there... . Seasons amble by... . Truth enlightens... . Leaves remind... . Live, fall... . Die... . Authors Note This is Nonet form of poetry written in a prose form of Conversational Style of poetry... . In practicing this Nonet form the rules are the first line of the poetry itself is a complete "Nine" syllables, as the next 8 lines cycle from eight all the way down to one... . It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional. Prose Poetry is written in narrative form of poetry. When I say practicing this combination of poetry, well it is like writing in Haiku form, it requires great deal patience and thoughtfulness to complete, but when finished, it centers the mind as it opens the mind to write more freely... . Thank you for your time in reading, God bless and hey have fun yes... ?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Tale of the White Snow Turtles

In the deep of the snow, In the dead of winter,
Under the Aurora Borealis taking our breath away.
The snow turtles jostle, and skittle, and Skim the snow,
All in a beautifully quiet nights, bountiful, wonderful play.

Man has seldom seen this recluse, so gentle and so renowned. 
White as the snow packed earth itself, they simply can’t be found.
They sled and slide and scurry to hide before the break of day,
No one knows they’re even there, for they make not even a sound.

Animals respect them for they can’t make them into prey.
Even the polar bears leave them alone, except for to play.
And no matter how much the bears bat them about, I say!
They just close up and go wherever they are conveyed.

Magical, they can swim waters quite cold and really deep.
They eat the little fishes and enjoy whatever they can reap.
A man will never find their den as they dig into the frozen snow,
For like the tundra gophers, they live in the frozen ground below.

I swear they do exist, for a baby once came to me, admiring my fishing pole.
For I had lots of little tasty, yummy, fish that he wanted my son and I to throw.
We obliged him just that once, and then for more nights before we left his land.
But if you're going searching there’s something I should let you know, offhand.
They only show themselves to the pure of heart with a fish offering in your hand.


Details | I do not know? | |

'the twitch'

This is the story of ‘the twitch’.  
We have all had it:  
   That bit of movement before we sleep.  
We have been awakened by it when we were younger. . . it threw our arm out to catch us 
before we fell out of bed.
   It was even younger than that for us.  
   It was sometimes confused with a kick --  from our mothers’ tummies  to the swaddle of 
blanket.  
   As we grew, the arm no longer flew. . . and thus. . . ‘the twitch’.
   It is thought that we started with 
a parting of the energy that mathematicians make Einsteins 
of, or, 
sounds of the aria that Mozart’d 
into our echoes of the day --  a marriage of concept and conceptual.  
   It took us through the outreach of awkward doubt. . . brought us ‘round the curve 
of nerve 
for monkey bars toward the first dance; drew blood in our mouths before we got the first 
punch – given/taken.
The part of ‘the twitch’ 
that is worthy of noting now is that 
   it has never wanted to be caught:  
   It wanted more than nothing to be left alone – perhaps; conceived that 
   it would be an occasion for cause. . . effect – the drive our parents tried to delay 
with Dr. Seuss and Disney books.  A teenage indifference took us away from 
   it.
We all fall asleep. . . as we’ve always done.  
The story of ‘the twitch’ begins at the thumb; carries on. . . for the course of fingers
   it touched.
Brings  us a little closer to the edge of our beds.


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Time's Runnin' Out

Time is ticking like a bomb about to blow up into smoke and flame
It alarms me to say this, but how DARE you waste my precious time

Your words could be as sweet as honey or as sour as lime

But I feel like I've been trampled to the ground By grief and gravity... My teeth are wearing off...is there a cavity to be found? Keep me in your memory...
Fulfill me with your graceful glee and vibrant positivity 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 I can't face my shattering reality...I can't face the consequences I must face from past downfalls Unless you trade me your ecstasy Abide with me next to sea...and I'll make sure to answer your calls We'll watch the sunset and the gorgeous waterfalls Don't be afraid, baby It's only in your mind...throw your worries out the window and pray for a blessed reality Anxiety is brewing...but you can replace it with last minute hope And I don't have the strength to hold on to the rope Time is ticking like a bomb about to blow up into smoke and flame It's quite alarming to say this, but how DARE you waste my valuable time... Blaming me for your heartless, devious crimes 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 like committing a wicked crime Time's flippin' like a dime... It's almost crime...


Details | Narrative | |

Swallow Your Pride

You were born with some sort of gift
Just remember this, my child,
Swallow the pride that takes away
Humbleness 

You are a gifted human being 
You have grown a connection with God
He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family
He reminds you to never let go of humbleness 

Tell your foes, if you have some, swallow your pride
Don't be afraid of their actions
Be in tune with God...He'll get you through this living
and He'll send immediate help on the way
because you've been gentle, patient, and courteous towards people's 
emotional trials and dangerous tests
You have been healed by the Most High

Swallow your pride, woman full of spiritual life...
You are now a bride of humbleness

You are a gifted human being 
You have grown a connection with God
He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family
He reminds you to never let go of humbleness 

Remain humble 
Love your enemies...tell them to
Swallow their pride 

They'll never understand 
What the reward is for
Humbleness 

Don't lack humbleness
Lack pride and practice
Patience before 
Humbleness 

Men of dishonor, remain humble 
Love your enemies...tell them to
Swallow their pride 

Swallow your pride, you devious fools of shame!

Pleasure-seeking women, swallow your pride...
You are now a bride of humbleness


Details | Free verse | |

The Dying Limb

So tightly squeezed shut
Is the flow to healthy flesh,
That might by your release 
Ramble back and return again.

The tireless dancer sends an echo,
Desperate, pressing,
Pulsing into the vice
So far from home.


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Gardion Angel

Angels East, Angels West, North and South just do your best, To guide and watch her while she rests.


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inspiration from the pain of another

once you get inspired
you realize you got to admire
and you got know and see
what you done to somebody
like once or twice
i remember myself saying these lines
" you aint worthless
your full of life
dont give it up
but live for the time"
i told that to a girl
who was emotional scared
brothers died in a fire
and mom didnt want her no more
true story folks
no made up lines
and the last message made me cry
her brother wanted to see her
and so did the dad
the mom i dont know what happened
just wasnte said
but last she spoke to me
made me realize what i could be
she said all this and then left
deleted me and said good bye
she said these words i will repeat"
Dylan man i love you and thank you deeply
my mom now wants me
she realizes i am something
i am the train now
wifi is going low
i cant this is happening
thanks for making my dream come true
i wish you the best
got to delete you
mom doesnt like stranger on my wall
or in my friends list after all
good bye Dylan for ever
i will never forget you
love you bye"
thats all she wrote
hit my heart like a note
saying keep doing this it is right
you helping the world not only in Gods eyes


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soul speaker

Do I stay 
Do I go
Where will my words flow
From my heart like a river 
But I forget not to drowned 
holding my breath
Wishing for solid ground 
Passion and improv
Are they the key to the soul 
Ever speaking its emotions
but where did the listeners go
A silent theater 
They watch as a crowd 
Never noticing how the set breaks down
A painted body
The soul wears a mask 
With enough wear and tear
It will shatter like glass
Do I go 
Do I stay 
To whome do I pray 
For answers
Retribution
An end to all grief
The questions are almost enough 
To cause my soul to speak 

Note: I felt like writing. I just woke up. I didn't consider anything I just rolled with it. And this is what I got l. Hope you enjoy it and that you each interpret it as you like. I think this what this one is here for. Interpretation. To touch everyone differently. 


Details | I do not know? | |

Forget us but not me

You know what
Just forget me, 
being with me, 
nothing good can come through. 
But one thing I promise is, 
I will never ever forget you. 
The memories we shared, 
the time went by too fast. 
They're all a part, 
of my tearful past. 
But we both knew we couldn’t continue, 
under these conditions. 
There was so much love there, 
but too much distance. 
Please forgive me, 
for the choices I’ve made. 
I just want you to be happy, 
but please don't let the memories fade. 
I have cried myself to sleep, 
time and time again. 
And I'm just waiting for the one day, 
that maybe we can be one again. 
It's just right now, 
is no time for pain and love to mix. 
With all the distance and hate from both of out families that was there, 
it's just impossible to fix. 
Maybe we can happen again, 
sometime later in life. 
Just move on for now, 
don't be a sacrifice. 
You are too amazing, 
to lose forever. 
I'm not going to forget about you, 
not now not ever. 
No one knows, 
how much this is actually hurting me.
Free from this pain I call myself, 
is what I wish for you to be.


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Up And Down

 Your love for me came out of the blue
 It was an early falls mourning
 And for what you said I had little warning
 I ran from your words, I ran from you
 
Consciousness dancing its way across the ceiling
 For you I had more than feelings
 Telling myself that only if God willing
 Caught in my own thoughts about lives dealings
 
Hoping the door would open when I got to it
 My stomach aching like I was having a fit
 All things inside of me fell into an open pit
 Caught within your sites and my answer might of gotten me hit
 
I had to run and hide
 I was turning into knots inside
 Wishing my spirit to take flight
 I was left here standing and I had to fight
 
Hiding I was already in love there was no decision
 Then I felt my brain go off on its own a get away mission
 Caught there with only my feelings
 And my acquaintances with love left my mind fizzin
 
Of being stuck in my own vision
 About negligence and loves killins
 And it was all I could do
 Was fall down and stay up by kneeling


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The Hidden in Him

The melancholic frown hides under his beautiful smiles
Beneath his happy laughter lies a crytic crying
In his eyes, the dancing stars covers the tears that rained
His gloomy skies to shield, a joyous mask he wore


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Euphorianah'

The sapphire sun of what-were dreams
Setting in the forsaken east
My winters' desperation clung to your silent voice
Let death be a choice
Dusk revealed your truest nature
Before her argentine eyes
'Tis the darkest of tragedies, romances' maladies
Let your forgiveness be la Vie In this frozen air
The wings of my deepest despairs

Friend or foe?
The dagger close to my heart--
If your forgiveness is nigh
Let me know--or is this all a lie

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

The winterwind tears carress me
With whispers, (of) Someone I Once knew
Calming the fears inside
But the pain remains
--hallcunary rains 

Dreams fading with the Enya in your eyes
With the darkness of your hands
The silverfears of the pale moon
Shine on you

Lilyheart swain 
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

Your eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, blue 
Sacrdice has a price
Heaven is calling us tonight

Cursed In shadowed illusions
Shall we dance?
Would there be a chance
Euphorinah 
Forgive me now
I will rip out every nail 
Of your coffin
I don't care if it's God it will offend

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah


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Awakening

In and out like that of a play
His wound now bore a mysterious clay
The Capitan’s voice made him stay
As he bowed now in silence to pray

As he awoke in the morn he slips
A water glass to his dry sweet lips
The witch doctor smiled and came to grips
To the startled son that time forgets

Smells of food ensnared his hunger
A bellow followed its sound was thunder
“Morning child! A hungry monger?”
The boy sat up his food placed under

Hot rolls, sliced ham, and sausage links
“A bath today, this boy now stinks!”
The captain agrees to what doc now thinks
To wash away the blood that leaks

His wound stung when the water struck
A model ship and a rubber duck
Shared the tub, the lads in luck
Red Beards love has finally struck


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Serenade To The Wolf

When we are rendered alone
And don't know where we should go
We new to overcome
The forces who drag us under

Some will persist to stay
But the darkness only grows ever stronger
It's time to anew

Though it gets harder every day
I'll promise I'll always live for you
There's no need to state your pain
I already see it in your eyes
We can break from their lies
Come and see what you have
come and see what you have is me


Details | Epic | |

Friendship 101

Friendship is the state of both people being the best of friends. Friendship also means      that one person is to protect the another person (man and/or woman) from all kinds of danger, even being taken advantage of. There's always a difference between two people being just friends and both best friends (a boy and a girl) falling in love with each other, especially when they've known each other since they were babies or elementary school. Building friendships mean that he and/or she has built the bridges that will never break  or burn unless they'd betrayed each other by having affairs with their boyfriends/girlfriends, selling them out to the the wrong crowd (including the devil), and that kind of stuff. It seems that without each other, they're nothing. Both people, including those from either elementary school, middle school, high school, or college really need each other, especially when they will have found out that their spouses or lovers have been cheating on them with somebody else. The greatest thing everybody should learn about friendships is that all friends are there for each other every single day. And the other greatest thing about friendships is that they've got each others' backs, especially when they're falling on hard times like facing reality, dealing with being decades old, that kind of stuff. Let's hope that all friendships don't end in pain, sadness, and suffering. And if these people continue to stay the best of friends for years and years, even through out all of the school reunions, things will always be the same. I hope all friendships stay stronger than ever forever.


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You are the god I see

      You are the god I see
You yes you
In you I feel god
With you I do the will 
Of god

You yes you 
As I see you 
Every day I see god
As I care for you
I do the will of god

You yes you
You think god is only
Above the sky
You believe you will get 
High there some day
To see god
But here we are
With god
In you 
In me

You yes you
You are the god 
I live with
You are the existing
God I must adore
You are who 
You are from the
God you live with

You yes you
There is no sense
Of god with out you 
With out you 
Life is not worth it
In you and with you
I can love

You yes you
Life is great with you
How can I obey god
With out you
I don't know god
With out connecting 
With you
Oh god
Oh you
I don't know 
No god if not you

You yes you 
I lift you 
You lift me
And life goes on
With it true value
Of our planet earth 
This is love
From the connection
We share through nature
In this way
You are the god I see


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Beware

             Bewear
Bewear of the chant of an innocent girl,
It will hurt you like a fire,

Beware of the anger of a gentle man
It strikes where it pains the most,

Beware of the curse of a mother
It so dealy more like a disaster,

Bewear of the words of politicians 
There is a big possibility 
Is like a words spoken out just to the air,

Bewear when you trust!
Your best friend could be your worst enemy,

Beware of believe,
Wrong believe leads you to doom!

Bewear of hate!
It hurt like  hell,

Bewear of jealousy,
Slowly kills you like a cancer!

Beware of enemy,
They teach you more about yourself,

Beware of education
Wrong education
 ends you up to manipulation,

Beware of reality of today
There are more to life yet unknown!

Beware of an innocent face
They can easily deceive you,

Beware of gossip
It create enmity and hate,

Beware!
an act of consciousness,

Above all,

Beware of what you believe you know
It either lead you right
Or lead you astray.


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soft strength

pleasure leaks as your sweet harmony joins my vicious endeavors, a new genre for your love streams, my manhood elevates your passion capturing your emotions' allow me to bury my transgressions please rescue me from my intentions. purify my soul open my eyes to a love untold', conquer my heartbreak align my romance with the deepest parts of your fears, catapult my ambitions unmask my ignorance sweet dear for the sweet edge of my sword of bravery admires my prideful gain.


Details | I do not know? | |

ET Stretch...

Good of the morning darling.
The wrath of Can has come.
Turning eyes right back to One.
I see focus burning the bush
Small scars on the planet
Creating boils in the blood.
Outrage to create pressure
Buy heaven’s gate to measure
Are you ready to stand?
Life giving water comes to sand.
it buries your well…understand?
Oceans reclaim their right to land
What spoils the earth, so spoils the hand.

....
Targeting senses are on….
Brane waves on the horizon
”...you better come out…
we know where you are…”
They’re not far…

Stretch of the mind is around
gods great pleasure of sound.


Details | Bio | |

I love you And That Is The Undeniable Truth

Your beautiful face.Your piercing brown eyes. Your cute smile. 

Your tattoos.Your style.Your jokes.Your words of wisdom.Your intelligence on life.

Your independence.Your sarcasm. Even your faults.

The fact of how cute you look when your angry.The love that you have for your child.
I respect and love you more for that. Everything about you causes me to love you.

But, I know that you don't love me like that and you already have someone.I guess that's just life.But, as your friend I'll always be there for you if you need me. 

I'm only a txt or call away.Always know, I hope nothing but the best for you and that I love you for who you are.

Last thing, know this too, me loving you will always remain as the undeniabe truth.

.


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Bite the Bullet

I dreamt of embracing the abyss
I slept in silence and grief
Exterminate my negativity
Make me feel whole...fill in my holes...and lead me to eternal bliss and prosperity

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

Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah)
Bite the bullet...see right through it...
See right through my pain
And I'm still waiting for His healing rain
To shower upon me relief... 
(ooh x7) 

Don't drown in stress and misery...reach and hold on to the rope of hope
With a firm grip...
Of reality
Or are you willing to accept
My helping hand?
Allow me escort you to the Promise Land

Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah)
Bite the bullet...see right through it...
See right through my pain
And I'm still waiting for His healing rain
To shower upon me relief... 
(ooh x7) 

I dreamt of embracing the abyss
I slept in silence and grief
Exterminate my negativity
Make me feel whole...fill in my holes...and lead me to eternal bliss and prosperity

Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah)
Bite the bullet...see right through it...
See right through my pain
And I'm still waiting for His healing rain
To shower upon me relief... 
(ooh x7) 

Time is ringing like a church bell in the night...it's your time to say goodbye and it's our time to explore the light...
In goodbye...oh, how time flies...
Conceal the farewells...and blow away the woeful lies

Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah)
Bite the bullet...see right through it...
See right through my pain
And I'm still waiting for His healing rain
To shower upon me relief... 
(ooh x7) 

Bite the bullet
And snatch the rope
Ignore to rising debt
And marry good luck...
And catch gratifying hope
Before it slips away into the raging waters

Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah)
Bite the bullet...see right through it...
See right through my pain
And I'm still waiting for His healing rain
To shower upon me relief... 
(ooh x7) 

You and I will watch the sunset and the gorgeous waterfalls
If I'm not available, leave me a message and remember to always remember that
God always answers His calls


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We'll Change The World

Consequences, consequences punishments and lost friendships even with they seem so endless they're gone before the dawn Then when the dawn is here again we are revived, new life begin and the sin was washed away don't have to pray when he talks to me Your weakness makes us stronger, longer if we are quiet, we're quite somber slipping slowly into the water excuses are what hold us under We hold ourselves there until we're ready to take hold of the wheel with enough direction to have control we all can get there, but who ever knows until hope and fear are recognized we'll change the world, not afraid to try.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Kindness In Action

Kindness is the source of  happiness, Kindness is sweet and pleasant it delights in such
acts of kindly giving and making life satisfying and worth living.

Love is patient and kind, so true kindness is love  wrapped up in generous deeds. 
A Kind-hearted person is aware of others needs and puts them ahead of self, they
don't do this for any prestige or wealth but genuine kindness is good for well-being
and overall health.

Why should we be kind to others, well it is simple there is more happiness in giving than
in recieving and it brings rich blessings and rewards such as deepening the bonds of 
old friendships and new friendships blossoms as kindness is appealing and draws others to the warm,and kind hearted ones in life they are there to give a helping hand,
they don't leave you to stand alone in this world, Kindness follows everywhere they go andthey will let it show as love and kindness overflows within their hearts.

What is kindness and why do we need it in life, it is love in action, we need it because it is what feeds our minds and hearts with Love and compassion and gives meaning and a feeling of happiness and joy which is a blessing beyond compare, the loyal love and kindness wrapped  with tender care is like a Jewel that is Beautiful and Rare it is the Precious gift that we should always  Cherish and
Want to Share.


Details | Epic | |

Friend

Friend you must have been heaven sent an angel to those in need, a soul so 
golden a heart so cool as a fresh November breeze, you call it like you see it just 
like a real true friend you have a natural love for animals and your fellow human 
being, a beautiful brilliant glow that can warm the coldest skin a soft and tender 
voice that invites a soul right in. Your open door polices of handing out your love 
causes a problem to unsuspecting tugs, you are blessed with the gift of putting 
hearts at ease and it’s hard to ignore your sweet November breeze.



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House Of Cards

I forget that I’m in trapped in a house of cards
until the wind comes blasting through
And I’m left again with nothing
Nothing but grief and this pile of all that I knew

I had to forget how much I cared for you
Something no one should ever have to do
Can you remember? Do you remember?
Those darkly happy days when you felt that way too?

Love so many bitter times unrequited
Two hearts broken----too broken to break anymore
You’ve become my dark horse in this race against time 
And I hope to God we’re not about to lose 

Futile 
Infantile
And all around absurd 
Is what this nightmare without you has been

We shouldn’t have to work so hard
To fall flat down on our faces
again and again

I wish you’d come out of your shell
and back to life in the warmth of my arms once again


Details | I do not know? | |

When It All Began

You look at me 
And I wonder if you see what I see
All the flaws and imperfections
I wonder why I'm the choice of your affection 

But then again apparently 
Your no good for me 

But i love you
So what's my choice 
Besides id rather listen to my hearts voice  

You hold my hand and my heart 
As i think of how are love came to a start

Me looking for an escape 
From the pain and memories that haunted me 

And you knew it to 
"You walk with the pain on your shoulders"
And suddenly you seemed so much older

You knew and cared back then 
You weren't even my friend 

And i found out 
You loved me that day too
And thought if only you knew  

I hope that 
you my friend 
know my love will never end 
because I knew when it all began 
  


Details | I do not know? | |

The Crucible

I can only begin,
To express what its like,
To have gone through such things,
As the crucible hike,
54 hours of torturing pain,
Which only got worse,
When it started to rain,
6 hours of sleep,
Issued 3 MRE'S,
5 recruits dropped,
Overcome by the heat,
After 2 days of hiking,
We were issued our masks,
Taken into a chamber,
Were we get CS gassed,
With the rest of our strength,
We head for the reaper,
Into the mountains,
We hike deeper and deeper,
80 pounds on our backs,
M16 to our side,
Ascending the mountain,
Screaming painfully inside,
The Reapers a monster,
It can swallow you up,
A truck had to follow,
To pick recruits up,
though it felt like forever,
We had finally arrived,
Beyond exhausted,
and sleep deprived,
Then the DI's scream out,
lets pack up our trash,
its time to head out,
So get off of your ass,
The hike back was torture,
But as we got back,
we ate a meal fit for warriors,
then marched straight to our racks,
Some thought they'd been dreaming,
Some wild cartoon,
But we had really overcome it,
As a team, a platoon!
Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


Details | Free verse | |

Right On, Righteousness

By the truths of
Judah
I never thought I'd
be
Thinking on it
backwards
As I rarely often
need

The journey started
somewhere
In a daydream of a
night
They took everything
away from me
Except my innocence
of life
Now I have a slight
Gift of the
righteous
Put it to good use
As I'm battling the
mindlessness

Now the thousand
army of Lucy
Come to wring my
neck
Slipping through the
shadows 
Have to watch my
every step
For if I fall in
The lightbringer
will
Soon be dead
As the righteous 
inherit their
kingdom
when it comes to be 
that it resides
inside their head



Details | Bio | |

Depression Kills

I don't know how long it has been since i heard your voice, 
I don't know why i left without a word, but it was not my choice.
You wished me away, so i left without a word,
you told me to lose you, that's all i ever heard. 

Tears ran down my face with every thought of you,
not being able to see your smile, it would punch me though.
My chest has a whole, that you put there,
it hurts some times, but its not like i care.

I been hurt to many times before to feel anything at the moment,
I thought we had some thing special, but at the end you broke it.
So now again i am all alone and I have no shoulder,
my life is empty now i am beginning to feel allot colder. 

You showed me what people can be like, some thing like you,
people that hurt others and than walk away like they had nothing to do.
But they don't know that they just ripped some ones heart out,
and your left alone, once again, bleeding on the ground.


Details | Lyric | |

Turn away

v1-
every time you  turn away my heart it crumbles like a cake its unlike anything
loving you it hurts so damn bad it makes me feel so ****ing sad ,so ****ing sad
why cant you just be here with me it hurts me  just to even see ,to even see
you with another man thats not me cause id like to be the one you see ,the one you see
chorus-
cuz its a battle of the best a never ending ****ing test
and i cant give you up on you
this love is so ****ing crazy its makin me so ****ing hazey
but i wont give up on you 
v2-
and still you say you love me to but how can it be ****ing true
when all you want is everything and all I want is you
your smile stays within my heart when ever we're apart ,when ever we're apart
now at last i’ve found you come so fast arms around you now I’ve found a love to last
chorus-
but its a battle of the best a never ending ****ing test
and i cant give you up on you
this love is so ****ing crazy its makin me so ****ing hazey
but i wont give up on you 


Details | I do not know? | |

My cats death

Filled with no more than a breath of warm fresh air,
 exhausted, he dies
His last breath, heavy and sullen, 
pours out from between his cherry pink lips
Flowing down the sides of his, light blue blush cheeks,
 constantly licking its way down
From there it flows about the floor in desperate need of human muzzle
Dragging itself from here to there and spreading itself out thin
When it came upon a sleeping cat, 
with no remorse of stinking foul, crept inside its nose
The cat wakes, places several masks upon its face,
 then blows it right back out
The breath, lighter now, 
finds hope in only death and dies
The cat perplexed can only sigh.


Details | Free verse | |

The Warped-up Road

The hues of affliction caught my glimpse 
Maddening horror scratching my doorstep 
Clashing with severe torture,
Scorching away my destiny...my confidence 

Hallucinations take hold 
Risk shoved in a deserted briefcase 
Pluck the rose pedals that reveal your wasteful woe

Now your woe is crystal clear in your outspoken instructions you very much lack 

Magnify the dazzling sensation, 
Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles 

Sparkling risk managing to parachute a confident endeavor from each angle 
Crawling on poverty road...managing to  warp-up easing moments 

Unsteady in your rambling presence 
You are an incredible luck to my immortal life 
Too unbearable to strike down...hunted on the spot 

Magnify the dazzling sensation, 
Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles 

Trails of avarice, wonder my mind far from thee 
I'd diminish all the doubts...clumps of shapeless clay 
Save the case and listen to what I have to say

Keep me away from worrying mad 
Digest the emptiness I feel deep inside 
Leaving a trail of blasted fears 

A mixture of fondness and softness 
Plants on your brushed, blemished whisper,
The atmosphere fairly uneasy to take hold of 

You borrowed from me and stole from my mummified heart
All I seek now is gloom and doom

Resume with your lightening life
Isolate yourself from hardened fear 
Death stares grow unsteady in your figure 
It was as if they never existed in your warm, swirling heart 

I plead you'll never set foot on this road again
I'll some day figure out the unpredictable code 

Be courteous, though your abilities are weak
Lay in dark affliction,
You warped-up poverty road

Walk in secure recovery
After I determine this code
Hold on for dear life
Lay on my palm, if it would help

Walk in secure recovery


Details | Light Poetry | |

I'll Be There For A Friend Like You


I'll Be There  For You, To Comfort and Care For You
I'll Be There for you to see you through every darkness
every Light. I will keep your hopes shining bright.
I will be there to keep you close and hold you tight
when Life's anxieites and troubles are insight, I will
be there, for you to unburden your worries and care that
rests upon your aching and weary mind, when you are sad
and in despair. I'll be there to show how much I care
I will be your Friend who is Loving and Kind.

I Promise to be the one you will always find near, when you need
Comfort, Hope and Peace Of Mind never give way to fear.
Amid Stress in Life we face, I will reach out for you with my warm
embrace, with true kindness and Love and a smile on my face
wrapped up With Love and Tied With Lace.


Details | Free verse | |

Where's The Blame Contest Entry

Forgive me, please hear my call and answer, 
Tell me that you'll forgive me, for all the wrong I've done. 
I've punished myself everyday though it never seems enough, 
Scars across my flesh, haunting memories in my eyes. 
I wish I could hold you, gently, warmly, tightly, 
Pour into you my deepest grief, my sorrows, and never let you go. 
Im left a crumbled being on my knees, wishing you could hear my cries, 
Listen to my appologies and accept that I would be the one to rather die. 
Can't you feel it, my heart is breaking, shattered by what I've done, 
I'm sick and my body aching, knots in my stomach and Im hyperventalating. 
Please come and answer me, find a way to hear my words, so loudly screamed, 
You loved me once more than I deserved, love me enough now to absolve my hurt. 
Please forgive me Darling, I didn't mean to beg, 
There is nothing left of me but a shadow on the edge of the bed.


Details | Free verse | |

Did That Really Just Happen

I coincide with my fear for that's how it began not everybody seems to like it but this is who I am is it my learning curve trough when I can barely stand to see the damage as such eclipsed reflections ever seem to manage Caught up in a daze when no one is amazed seeing the same old miracles get boring around the way keep the old memories locked under heavy guarded key when they are needed unlocked, they now are driving I still trust myself far more than I do you a hesitant resident to the evil of for which I have no use if I'm a danger where lies your proof? forever lacking like my substance, abused It's all a facade when I involve everyone's problems while mine go unresolved maybe just hidden not fully denied at least I embrace them as yours eat your insides As I seldom make sense struggling towards safe I would settle for distorted at least I'm used to the grey that enters as static often hard to translate if your listening closely to the frequency of my hate As our eyes meet, paralyzation they cannot believe the others fixation in this, we witness an intense exchange as we wonder the question we come off strangely the same True friends, I found need no explanation or apologize to forgive their embarassing frustrations just a certain understanding motives not lacking in action as we ask ourselves in unison Did that really just happen?


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Moon Kissed

Shadows chasing shooting stars, the poets cry as they write the future.
Words begin to fall like rain, emotions flow between the wind.

The atmosphere evolves.

A beating heart peaking up beneath the pavement. Vines of green hug the pulsating instrument.
Flowers blossom to the sound, a bitter sweet symphony. Petals dance with pixies  upon trees.

The night is singing.

The air is thick and the moon is watching, the glow of silver pours on down.
A kiss of crimson and the heart starts racing. Midnight lovers of the enchanted woods.

A candle burns.

The wax begins to drip upon the rose, the lovers kiss begins to part.
The dancers stop as the crescendo descends, silence for the beating heart.


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Frisky Dandy Lion

Let the air fill your vocal sounds
Be enlightened by a gospel, energized choir
You are the main event
Brazening with glamorous features 
How lucky could you be? 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Though your bones are fit enough to fight...
There's a possibility you could be a bending stem

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

Don't turn against me...refrain from being inappropriate in your tensing growl 
Thrilled by denied consequences 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity
Meandering around, trying to find the faceless truth
I could sense your controlled hunger

Snatching me in alarm
Meaning no harm...you are a cooperative, cheerful charm
Don't give away this edification...
Except it and don't lose it at all
Burn down 
The resistible temptations
Slightly crawling their way 
Out of drilling fears

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

I don't want to be sprawled in your clashing, fist-shaped paws
Snatching me with a hook and I'm the victim who is lifeless-- the fish

Could you recall your dandelion, carrion life dragging you to deeper trouble 
Don't hide yourself in desperation, you dandy, enlightening lion
Strengthening your courteous and courageous thrills
Filled with pride and contentment 

Don't lack humbleness, I see your avarice, heartless auras 
Be the thriving, main event 
Create a courageous scene just for curiosity

Keep yourself stable 
Reflect your will on a clear, glass table
Meander your troublesome ways
Be a cooperative soul to your endeavors
Full of heartening compliments

Bring this ticket to heaven's heights 
Uplifting to your scorching, motionless fate
Running off like a withering dandelion without pedals
Still staying cooperative with the rhythm of the wind 
You are still considered 
My dandy lion sent from heaven's heights

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

I hope you could reach your paws to heaven's heights
Where safety is freely given
To a hungry, pleasurable kitten


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The Test Master

The test master fights his addiction to the brutal end his weakness, an undesired friend until he casts out every demon In his helpless idiotic stupor he stumbled into false idols who presented him with pretend hope now at the end of the rope reality shatters high up the ladder stuck in denial for an eternal while pile on a thousand bricks to amend towards forgiveness for the addiction to bliss Seeking the light that leads from his plight away from the disease with minimal friction to slay the addiction now called test master for the disaster was just the beginning the hole is mending from the ashes fly off phoenix for he survived the meanest course of life with tales to tell children who live in constant night my faith hasn't reached it's peak until I am tested like the friend which of I speak


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A DEDICATION TO ALL SOUP '' FAM '' UNITED-TING

POETRY IS OUR NAUTURE N' 
STRIDE,(LIFE..) TO LET GO!! 
EACH PEN STROKES A UNIQUE 
*POWER* VIBRANTLY BLASTED 
COULOR: EN~SYNCED WORDS, 
JUST DIFFRENTLY EX* 
PRESSED..(IMAGINABLE!!)
WE STAND ON FIRMED LAND; 
FULL OF LOVE N' NOT HATE; 
WE PULE N' LAUGH, BEING 
SERIOUS OR JOKE AROUND:
WE'RE EQUALLY ABANDONED,
BUT AGAIN PICKED~UP BY A LOVING 
HANDED STRANGER IN 
STRENGTH.... AGAINST INK 
SPILLED... WHERE WE ARE TRUSTED 
IN LOYALTY AND GATHERED 
THOUGHTS TO EXPLORE THIS 
WORLD WE ONCE DESPIZED; A 
MAXIMUM EXPLOSSION OF JOY 
N' CHEER, ALL SEEMS SO 
CLEAR ON LOVE OF THE SOUP 
(*FAM..*) ATMOSPHERE* 
UNITED*TING!!! INKS PENNED;
AS ONE...COME JOIN US...

THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO ALL 
SOUP (*FAM..*)

WRITEN BY: SWEETHEART 
CARMA 06-19-12

INSPIRED BY:
BRITTANY MaD InK CalDwELl;
PACE, G "INK-U-SCRIPT" AND;
MARLON (THE SCRIBE)...
THANK YOU DEAR POETS!!!!


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Omlet - or - The Taming of the Screwball

         "OMLET"
            or
      "The Taming Of A Screwball"
      cast of characters:
      Julius Caesar
      A Roman Teenaged Kid
      A Roman Guard
      Brutus
      A bunch of Caesars Girlfriends
      A bunch of Roman Senators
   
   Julius picked up the violin and looked at the
kid. ""Et playdimus youdimus?"" he asked.
   "Nonimus!" replied the kid. "Cousinimus Nero
playsimus."
   "Ahhhh," sighed Julius. "Prodigimus bratimus."
   Suddenly a guard ran in, waving his sword and
shouting, "Mightymus Ceasermus! Brutumus et comingus!"
   Just then Brutus comes in, followed by a bunch
of drunk senators. All of Caesars girl friends
run offstage screaming in terror.
   "Ahhhh--Friendimus Brutumus..."" Julius said,
putting his arm around Brutus' shoulder.
   Brutus took out a dagger and promptly
thrusted it up Caesars bellybutton.
   "Ahhhhhhh--Brutumus!"" Caesar repeated.
"Youdimus screwdimus meedimus."
                     curtain
                      (applause)
© Ron Wilson


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Euphorianah

The sapphire-dust sun of what-were dreams
Swallow the scene, setting In the forsaken east
All I see, all I know fades into the reaper's monotone grey 
Death come near me, by my only choice 
My wintry desperation subdued, clings to they silent voice
The dusk reveals my truest nature before her blank argentine eyes
Life; the darkest of all tragedies, Romances' malady
Let me feel your breath in this frozen air
Your pulse shorter than ever
Despair's void grows inside me
Without, you I will live no longer

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

The winterwinds' tears fall on me
With whispers of you, someone I once knew
No matter in a dream or reality
Sweet tranquillity, stay with me
Calming the fears within
But the pain remains

The silvemoon's fears shine on you
Thine eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, so deathly blue
If sacrifice needs a price
The dagger shows-
Heaven is calling us tonight

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

Covered in shadowy illusions 
Shall we dance?
Death will be lie dominion
You are my only queen
Euphorianah

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

Just let me die
If I cannot see
Euphorianah 
This night 


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Umid

Umidin topragi  sevgi
Ofkem olsa  gozyasi
Tufan  olsa sondurse
Bitmeyen yanginini anilarin

Umidim sevginin atesi
Hikayesi anlatmakla  bitmez
Uyanirim kaygilanirima
Duslerim seni her gece 

Korkmadan yilmadan
Dusunurum yolunu
Duydukca adini uzaktan
Aglar yanarim her gece

Dalgalar ve ruzgarlar 
Ve bitmeyen yagmurlar
Yine kosarim umide
Nefesim aglatir beni
Dogarim yeniden umide

Umidin hayalinde sensiz
Yasarim gunahlarimi
Sesizligin olumunde
Sensiz her gece 

Kul olan agacim yeserse


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom Has a Cost

(still in the editing universe of epicness)

You vanished from my sight
I’m feeling this sorrow…this neglect already
I will decide to move on today or tonight
I will soon be ready
To run the extra mile
With you for a while
Just smile and be with me
Till the end, we’ll be together in unity

Bring us back strength, vigilance and peace and be confident – you’re the 
dazzling light, surviving the plight of nightfall and being crowned as the 
champion, combating against the grief-stricken, abstract abyss…making slow 
progress
Shimmering with inner inspiration, shining bright like the stars in a single 
bouquet, now scattered about in the midnight sky, coiling in the current of the 
ebony, velvet sky

You vanished from my sight
I’m feeling this sorrow…this neglect already
I will decide to move on today or tonight
I will soon be ready
To run the extra mile
With you for a while
Just smile and be with me
Till the end, we’ll be together in unity
You vanished from my sight
I’m feeling this sorrow…this neglect already
I will decide to move on today or tonight
I will soon be ready
To run the extra mile
With you for a while
Just smile and be with me
Till the end, we’ll be together in unity

We’re spiraling down and I’ve sworn from the bottom of my heart that I won’t 
break our friendship oath
I’m soaring like the falcons, soaring at the beach, feeling the sunset’s warmth 
on their feathery bodies – my fate is to take flight – don’t dampen my wings 
just ‘cause you’re the one that’s gravity-bound –Sh! Hush now… don’t make a 
single sound…


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My Imprint

I always used to ask myself this question, "What kind of imprint do I want to leave with people once I pass and am I scared of dying?"  I had come to this question again once my grandfather passed.He was an amazing human being who loved God by the way.Anyway, I have learned over time through experiences of my life I have realized something and its what I want others to know, its that Life is a gift.So cherish every minute of it even the smallest moments in time.See, everyday is a new opportunity for Forgiveness.Love.Reconciliation. etc. one will not always have the chance to live promisingly.I believe that people need to go about their lives with the perspective of not what can I do for myself.But, what can I do for someone else.For instance, How can I make someone''s day? Or just simply How can I make a person smile today? For me, there's nothing that brings more joy to me than knowing I may have made a difference in a person's life. I just want others to know that the bigger picture in our existence is not just serving Jesus, but its to serve each other. I mean, of course we need to live for the Lord and spread the Gospel and live our own lives. But, there's nothing wrong with a little selflessness and its very fulfilling to do so. Oh, and No. I'm not scared of dying. You see, The Apostle Paul said it well, "To live is Christ. But, to die is gain." I know that it's different when your told you only have so much time to live than when a family member or friend is told this.But quite honestly, to me it's just death. Besides, if I could leave this earth knowing I changed at least one life, it was very worth living it.

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Hawk and the Sparrows

The hawk was flying low: he was the fiercest in the sky.
He bullied all the little birds, and flew off with their lives.
The little birds were peaceful, and didn’t want to fight.
To them it was better: to run and hide, then finally to take flight.
Day after day he drove them closer, to the proverbial, final brink.
Then came the day, they rose up, and no more away to shrink.
Soon there would be hatchlings, so the bully, simply had to go.
No longer were they timid, it was their time to truly show.
Banding together they hatched a plan to run the bully day and night.
One can fight, one or two, but a mob shows way more might.
Constantly in pursuit, the bully was never allowed to rest…
The bully finally admitted defeat, and even moved his precious nest.
He could not protect it, if they kept him running away, and stressed.

The bully had finally learned the truth: that is my moral here… 
The small may look an easy mark, but are not as helpless as they appear.
If the meek are brought to their knees… look out my bully… dear.


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

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


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After My Death

i was just thinking, what if i die... What if the clock stops, for this PenFreak guy... What if the brightest sun, for me will be dark... What if i loose...my heart beat spark... What's if my name, will no more have meaning... 'll you come to see me off, the day i'll be leaving... 'll you just be the same, as you are today... or 'll your heart weep...tears roll out, May 'll you remember the time we spent, the fun we had together... the desires we shared, the dreams we saw, that's now for me is shattered... 'll i still be in your contact list now even when am dead... 'll you still celebrate my birthday...and ask for the day's bread (treat)... Mom-Dad, just like my childhood glaze.... 'll you still gift me that of my favorite shoe... Pals, just like our teenage... 'll i still be tagged in a photo of you... Siss...just like our old days... will i still get those angry looks...that am about to receive now... Bros...just like my growing phase... Will you still hold me...the time i'll feel down... . yoll do'nt worry... after my death...i'll visit god... i'll go steal his sceptre rod... n throw it to you... that rod, his power... you'll be blessed i bet... in form of shower... you'll then win without any strife... i'll be watching ya mates... but from my AFTERLIFE..!!


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Quip's What Pinkee Would Say




1. I nee some bo, bo paper!

2. Kiss my bo..bo...

3. Liar, Liar sock's on fire!

4. Life is hope
    I need some Pope
    Hope is man folks....


5. Mercy Said No...No ischeca-duta in bed....
    Isch-cha-denta a pillow to night
    So daddy, Isheah-denta-ooo and I love you too.
    

6. I didn't Isch-cha-duae to day'
    But for my own sake I will pray this way
    

7. Mercy said no Ish-chu-de to night
    Cause I said so
    A pillow to sleep on my bed
    And a Gorilla in my head
    I am kind of scared
    That Gorilla might Ischeh-duta-eat me'
    Look under my bed Uncle Gary

                       GF



*****Note:*****
Every little girl want's to Isch-cah-duta some-time's......   :-)'s.....Kiss>kiss


Details | I do not know? | |

Lets eras hate

Take my hand victims of hate don’t be afraid I’ll pull you up and away from this place Come with me into the night We will walk down lanes of soft moon light Come to me lonely souls Fight for your right to be heard Open your eyes sunshine Day light has casted a hazy glow Were not alone Others walk this hidden path as well Put down the knifes that carve your flesh Sew up the wounds that bleed and fester with loves string Take their hands Hold them tight Reassure the need to stay For we all fear the fall back into abandonment Cradle the young left on the streets Fill their hunger by staying with in arms reach Let us walk as one A line that reaches shore to shore For we are strong and loved When we remember are hand are linked as one Let your feet stomp down hate Your hart sing songs of strength Don’t let genocide harts think their forgotten Let them find sanctuary in are rebel arms For hatred has wounded and scared us all Take them up and sooth their fears Listen to their stories of war in time when it seems so unfair Do not weep alone my loves Let your tears falls on the shoulders of use that have healed some Rubbing your back to sooth cocking sobs We all must weep when things have become too much to bear For you are not alone nor week Even when others pass over you as if you’re unseen So to all my passer bys Bullies Racist And you that pray upon the “week” I can not hate that what you are But I will rebel agents that what you do For us who you hate and torment out number you One day you will feel the wrath of what hate can do And when you do………….. Even you may join are line For even you will cry Even you will feel alone Even you will one day want to die Perhaps you all ready do Perhaps now you see We all need love Love from and for each other We are all human Even you


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Walking to Redemption

Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls. I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls. I burst out of the door into the streets owned by the night. Shadows staring back dodging the lamps light. I begin to walk down the urban corridor of uncertainty. The workers of soul catchers carry out their shady activity. I find myself in the empire of danger invoking pure photo-phobia It's a small price to pay for escaping the mecca of claustrophobia. As I reach the climax of the spiraling vortex tunnel. I walk on tenterhooks as my problems funnel. Facing me at the end of this path, is a door laced with remorse around it's edges. The entrance to unknown stands out with a line of devoted pledges. Those waiting and queuing are the damned and the lost. As I drift towards them, I wonder how much my sin will cost. For I felt the weight of the pressure and stress, forcing me into the light of shame? For I was the puppet master, who poured onto me the petrol and drew the flame. My moment of selfishness was a cardinal sin to myself and others. lacking consideration, deprived of thought for my sisters and brothers. That self indulgent cowardliness, has lead me to this final act. A door beaten with the hands of the damned, regardless it's still intact. As the number descends down to it's final member. I stand there understanding my sin, bound to surrender. Reaching out I grasp the golden handle, and turn it to the right. As I push forward on the door and out bursts a green neon light. My chance of escape has come to a halt, it's time for me to face the jury's end. I stand by my plea of weakness and insanity, as into the court I descend. A skeleton of the peril court rises with a verdict and answer. The jury has decided I was overtaken by a vicious cancer. The disease wasn't voluntary but they agree my cure wasn't correct. My punishment is to fade into the man that never was, with immediate effect.


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God Said I AM


God said;  My provision for you
 is more than enough.
I'll see you through when the going gets rough.

I'll give you joy unspeakable and the half hasn't been told.
I am Jehovah...your provider... 
more precious than gold.

I am the sufficient one who's able
 to meet your need.
Come to the table I've prepared for you...and feed.

Eat of the Bread of Life that
only I can give!
Allow it to enrich your soul
each day you live. 

Come and drink of my water which
 never shall run dry.
I am the eternal one.! I am El-Shaddai!

I can quench your thirst in a dry and barren land.
I am here for you!  Give me your trust and your hand.

Let me do what no other power or God can do.
I am that I am!   I am God!   And I'm here for you!

By Jim Pemberton 


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1AM

October 15, 2012
--------------------
1AM
laying down, ready for bed
When, my best friend and I, start talking
And we don't stop
Soon we create- Online identities
For character that come from the for midst of our minds
--Sometime later,
2am and 3 am pass by
When we should be sleeping
We are instead creating ideas of greatness,
(Including "Escape the Baldness")
They surge forth-keeping us wide awak
1am
2am
3am
4am
5am
Never to sleep again


Details | Lyric | |

never forget 9-11

On that day we were all the same, we didn't know there faces, we didn't know 
there names.
There voices we heard crying all around the world, someones loving father, 
someones little girl.
On that day we were called to lead a better life, for that someones father, for that 
someones wife.
The list of souls read from above before it came below why it was and why it is the 
answer no one knows.
Through the pain we have learned lessons great and small, life, love, and happiness 
are precious cherish them all.
With grace we all go on, but never will we forget that all of these beautiful things 
can fade so very quick.
On that day we wondered, on that day we cryed, on that day we asked ourselves 
what kind of man am I?
Mothers held there children for so long and oh so tight, why did these people have 
to go this was not there fight.
We hope and pray for all those names, and the ones they left behind they gave 
their life for a question the answer we must find.

William J. Harty


Details | I do not know? | |

Aurora

Day turns to night
With the flash of a light
The stars in the sky
Are lights in his eyes
Iridescence of the moon
Reflect on the dunes
A rainbow of colors
The sand is smothered
With the blues
The greens
And the reds
A parade of sparks
Making their marks
On the couple below
Watching the glow
As they dance
And prance
In the sand
Of the land
Of the blues
The greens
And the reds


Details | Bio | |

THE RISEN HEADS

THE RISEN HEADS

We know ourselves for long, since ages
A time we spent in a small kiosk as bar boys, in the weekdays
A time we spent processing fish in the odd days
A time we spent tossing tops hunted from *Tanu
Oh yeah, happy old days, formulating our dreams

We have a dream and dare live to it
Its true we change not in a day but overnight
That we called a miracle, but alas unclear and forgotten
The secrets and sufferings behind the curtains
The struggles for the new phases of faces

How the cogs of the mill chugs upon the flesh
sleepless nights for the dream
Empty stomachs just to save a dime
Long long walks away from home
I forsake the love of a family for it

It was like a trash beyond the debris of a torrent
Landed where it pleases, good or bad to be
This day I have the meaning......
Now, you shall define molecules to me
Now, I shall explain arts and meaning of poetry, if to recite this.

Dedicaded to Dr. Godwin Dogbevia. PhD (Molecular Biology)
(c) Lamptey Godson K. 30 th Nov. 2011


Details | Light Poetry | |

Tomorrow

These gentle clouds move without hesitation over the glow of my understanding. Watching 
without eyes listening without ears they dance to the song of the humble breeze. Elegant 
birds of white follow underneath the night skys there feathers reflect the natural light 
painting a masterpiece with there luminous wings. As I lay here forgeting time I watch this 
beauty and learn to appreciate but never do I desacrate my friend's true work of art. Sweet 
dreams dreamer....


Details | Bio | |

The Color Red

At the beginning it was all so great,
but now i am walking away from this state.
I loved ever moment that we spent together,
I thought we would go on like that forever. 

But i am sorry to say that you have torn my heart apart,
I was praying on my hands and knees from the start.
Praying so that this would not happen,
but it happened and it ain't stopping. 

I beet my self in the chest now for letting this go so far,
I wish i could just forget this all to remove this scar.
The scar that you left on my soul is way too deep,
everything poring out of it is nasty and smells so creep. 

I know that people say to "Forgive and Forget",
but i can do only one thing, and its pore it out without a fit.
So i am done with this hell people call life,
i am on the edge of this earth waiting to survive. 


Dedicated to the one that broke my heart. 
No names will be spoken.


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Freedom

We are sullenly mourning
For security from the demoralizing night
I am despairingly probing
For mercy to carry us back to our divine flight

We are all wishing for infinite freedom
We are all seeking for an abundant kingdom

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we so emotional inside and out?
Why are we painstakingly tracking down a getaway away from this mystifying dilemma? What is all this venturing about?
If we are swaying in the rhythm of faultless jolliness, why are we vexing about the departure of our best friend?
It isn’t in our control…so get a grip or we'll fall!
If we build up our friendship, we'll have wounds to mend
So stop your blaming and cursing or we'll be in appall 

If we are all leaders, why are we panicking?

We are all leaders…we aren’t senseless pleaders!
So face your phobias and get out of the deserted state!
We are all leaders…we will not give in, vile deceivers!
Saunter out of sight, so we won’t meet our unsettling fate!

You meddled with our cries
So don't point fingers, you insidious devil
And forced us to believe your jaded lies
SHUT YOUR MOUTH! I don't want to consider your excuses, for our truth stands still

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we not meant to be?
If we are living in pure happiness, why are we battered and bent?
If I am living in pure happiness, why am I not free?
Could we ever discard this horrifying dilemma that pounds on us like cement?


We must act like a leader—tough and vigilant
Striving to survive!
We must mimic like a leader—buff and independent
Struggling to stay alive!

Disregard the mourning state;
Drive out the defiant enemies and make them face their damnations
So we can joyfully integrate and negotiate
You’d do me a favor to cease your supplications!  


Details | Haiku | |

Days and nights and the universe

Days and nights and the universe 
I
The musty monsoon 
insects with swelled bellies
soggy paper boats.
II
Curiosity 
a black feathered bird peeps in,
there is no return.
III
Close the eyes, its night.
A bat has taken a bite; 
the fruit rolls away. 
IV
The desolate rails.
Millions of butterflies, 
they reign the wild shrubs.
V
Crystallized water, 
this rock has witnessed years,
a fly has more eyes.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Name | |

WORLD POETRY MOVEMENT

W- Wisdom and enchantment
O- Organization and envolement
R- Read, Rate, review my poems on World Poetry Movement
L- Leader Board for you
D- Destination of your desires

P- Poems from your point of view
O- Opens the mind- 
E- Envelopes and editing to do
T- Time lines and guidelines
R- Relatives invited
Y- Your all invited to read rate and review
 
M- My entry to the contest, hurry ends soon
O- Over $10,000 in prizes
V- Versed for you
E- Endless entries full of entertainment
M- Might be a good experience, something new
E- Epic arrangements put into view
N- Newly published bereavements
T- Testing to types of views, contest came and went


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Dream Come True

Dream Come True
WLM
January 12, 2011


I will not be blue
For my dream has come true
She has come to me
We will just let it be
I have waited so long
And my love has grown so strong
To have and to hold
For to always be bold
To let her know
How my love will show
To make it right
And look into the bright light
I want her to stay
For she will have it her way
She is so smart
I will sing like a lark
For she is mine 
In this day and this time
Our love will grow
To others it will show
Her and I surely long
For together we belong
And to her I yearn
Not a hint of concern
We will always be
As one entity




Details | Epic | |

we don't speak

she said
she is from the other side
of town
i told her we don't know any strangers here
just weirdly quiet but calming souls
that sit in silence their laced together
like threads of a cloth
or holding hands
held tight and close
like a burning candle they dance
to the rhythm of drums from far...
can we talk for a minute
on second thought
can we just hold hands instead
 and ignore the fact that
you are furious at my carelessness
if that isn't good enough
i will buy you a coloring book
so you can shade your rage
my hand is no longer steady enough
to hold a brush
each time I try it feels wrong
I see faded pictures
of those i have supposedly wronged
glaring in a distance
two wrongs will never cut you a deal into heaven
i told him
silently in my prayers
but its his way or never
so we don't speak
we are strangers
sitting in silence with our souls
braided down our backs


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my favourite path

i see it before me 
i have not stepped towards, nor walked along its direction 
it is clearly there for me to do so 
the decision 
can stray left or right of the way I go 
and all I know 
is that it starts 
before me


Details | Rhyme | |

my level of insanity

tell me what is normal,
and i won't act the part,
screaming in the night,
to lift a heavy heart,
hear the song of friends,
they sing it in your ear,
telling you again,
that fear is what you fear,
so smile little heart,
and dance out in the rain,
will the awesome colors,
make you dance in vain?

make sense to you? it does to me. bwahahahaha


Details | Light Poetry | |

Daffy Definitions by POETRYSOUP ( Part4 )

Thank-YOU POETRYSOUP Family, Thank-YOU very Much YOUR POETRYSOUP brother...HG
School Lunch --- Kid Munch --- Dane Ann
Sleepy --- Snooze Buffoon --- Dane Ann
Stink --- Lizard Gizzard --- Dane Ann
Stunned --- Dazed Amazement --- Dane Ann
Terrific --- Amazing Marvels --- Dane Ann
Tunnel --- Traffic Funnel --- Dane Ann
Undulate --- Love Ripple --- Dane Ann
Vicious --- Violent Victory --- Dane Ann
Violent --- Brutal Bruiser --- Dane Ann
Wink --- Glitter Glimpse --- Dane Ann
Will --- Desire Aspire --- Dane Ann
Righteous Indignation --- Wasting Your Love's Patience --- John Moses Freeman
Ketchup --- Flavor Master --- Dane Ann
Kindness --- Kindling Care --- Dane Ann
Layer --- Endless Clucking --- Dane Ann
LOVE --- Perky Permanence --- Dane Ann
Moonshine --- Booze Punch --- Dane Ann
Mundane --- Earth's Reign --- Dane Ann
Necessary --- Vital Vittles --- Dane Ann
Opulent --- Lavish Living --- Dane Ann
Psychiatrist --- Mind Baker --- Dane Ann
Quick --- Speedy Deed --- Dane Ann
Rebellious --- Rowdy Ranting --- Dane Ann
Travel Center --- Tour Allure --- Robert A. Dufresne
POT --- Metal Kettle --- Robert A. Dufresne
Vegetarian --- Hungry Humanitarian --- Robert A Dufresne
Jam --- Toast Host --- Robert A. Dufresne
Opaque --- Solid State --- Robert A. Dufresne
Incest (1) --- Family Tree Spree --- Robert A. Dufresne
Incest (2) --- Kin Sin --- Robert A. Dufresne
Undulation --- Vexing Vibration --- Robert A Dufresne
Quick --- Time Flick --- Robert A. Dufresne
Vortex --- Whimsical Whirlpool --- Robert A. Dufresne
Query --- Quizzical Quest --- Robert A. Dufresne
Subway --- Electro Metro --- Robert A. Dufresne
Yea --- N'ary a Nay --- Robert A Dufresne
Chrazy Caos --- A Mell of a Hess ---Robert A. Dufresne
Kite --- Light WRIGHT --- Robert A. Dufresne
Chaos --- Naught Of Christ --- John Moses Freeman
Exoressions --- Word Whisperer --- Rhoda Galgiani
Kitty Kats --- Furry LOVE --- Rhoda Galgiani
Single --- Poetic Peace --- Rhoda Galgiani
Compact --- Edited Epic --- Karen O'leary


Details | Rhyme | |

You Gave Me Back That Hope

Almost gave up on making friends, 
Said I shant try at all,
But we went out and had our fun,
You made me stand so tall.

I never thought I'd be okay,
But hun you understand,
And even though it's not been long,
You still reached out your hand.

I swear I've never met a person,
Quite like you before,
But I've never had fun like that ,
Can't wait to have somemore:)


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Year Ends A New One Starts

A Year has gone, A New one has arrived 
I hope this year is full of good-cheer with plenty of
laughter to keep you smiling and your
hopes alive through-out the year,
leave the tears,forget the fears think of the
joy of the comming year.


My Wish for you  is for your best year yet,
A year in which you cherish and 
memories you make that you'll  never ever forget.

 let it be everything you hope it to be and  to stay  happy and
healthy, hope you get all you wish
for this year and awhole lot more .

Never let the world get you down 
always turn a frown up-side down into
a smile and make each day of the year
Worth While. 

 Leave your cares behind you and start
anew with a positive view and be 
happy in what ever you choose to do.

I will always spare a thought eachday that goes by
and think of you  with a smile on my face
and a twinkle in my eye knowing the reason 
why I wrote to you because It is something I
love to do, make others happy when tears are few
and with this I send my  Best Wishes To You.







 






Details | Rhyme | |

Aborted Babies


Aborted Babies…

Innocent life is being murdered each day.
While our courts say that it’s legal and “o.k.”

Women getting pregnant and maybe don’t understand.
The tragedy that’s happening all over this land!

Is this really something that many people have willed?
To have the unborn to be 
“torn apart and killed?”

Many are told abortion is the “best thing to do.”
But not knowing who else to turn to.

Government pretends to have an answer for this.
But it’s just turning into one huge mess!

Read the Bible and you will come to know.
The God who created you… 
Loves you so!

Jesus knew you in the womb!  
Your hair color and name!
He saw your body when out of your
 mother you came!

He saw your little heart the first time it beat!
And saw your mother the first time
 she tickled your feet!

There is never one unwanted person on God’s list!
You are precious to him…  
And are never missed!

He knows each life and every heart that’s beating!
And brings purpose, love and
 a TRUE meaning!

BY Jim Pemberton


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Hazel Eyes

Hazel Eyes
WLM
Wildncrazy555
September 15, 2011

Such beautiful eyes
So full of mysterious disguise
They have the sheen 
Of a light light green
And yellow as the autumn sky
As you gaze you wonder why
As I wait to meet
Surely my heart will greet
Of the feelings we share
Surely, Do we DARE
As we run through life amongst and with it
Through our devoted commitment
Follow the long forgotten past
In our hearts we know it will last
Our love is so fine
In our eyes you see it as we dine
To feel the warmth of her skin
The feelings I know she will let me in
From this day forward I know she is mine
Our love will last till the ends of all time
The feelings in my heart are a must
Truly, truly they are JUST!

Dedicated to a lady I know
Jacki Wahner McDowell
With Beautiful Hazel
EYES


Details | I do not know? | |

Vision

Sitting here, in a room with no light
Everything seems
Increasingly bright
And the sound seems louder
Than it normally should be
As I play 
With my excessively growing goatee

It seems like a habit
Having my mornings this way
Yet for fun there is a price
Everyone must pay

Only one question dwells
In the mind of thy own
The answer still remains
To be unknown

Somewhere in the distance
Unreachable by any means
Sits a tall beaming
United States Marine
 


Details | Free verse | |

Lost Things

I woke up one morning in a world full of lost things,
with no recollection of how i got there.
They curled around me and taunted me, examined me carefully with their hands so that they could better see me.
And when they found my ears they whispered in voices so soft I could scarcely discern if they spoke at all,
and told me of epic lovers until we bled together. 
They shared with me what it would be like to be a lost thing too. 
So full of inaccessible power, of sinful yearning, wanton longing, so full of empty space.  
And then they presented me with a second hand clock, 
small and brass and on a chain for my pocket so that I may never lose it.
They showed me and told me "fill it."
Then they felt behind my eyes and turned my senses higher,
Made everything so bright and lovely that it caused me terrible pain.
But with it I made life. I made such wonderful oceans,
I fostered worlds and tried to use them to follow out what I had been commanded.
And when the hands on my watch no longer ticked beneath the weight,
I forgot there was ever anything before my silent command "fill it."
Their voices ring out like angels,
they still sing to me of lovers. I want to sing too. 
But the next thing they touched was my mouth,
and from it removed all its memories
yet left and burned in it the faintest ghost of what it would be like to ever have felt.
So that in its efforts to resurface,
it forgot how to speak. 
At night, though less over time, (and I had long since lost track of that),
the other lost things will weave themselves around me like slippery shades,
and nuzzle into my neck as a purring kitten until I let them into my arms for the evening.
They'd hold me down and keep me awake as they sang to me foreign folk songs.
Occasionally they would break their song, and wait for me to pick up their melody,
and when I would it sounded too conspicuously like wailing.
They'd be gone.
I am not ready and I am not even sure for what.
I think about deliverance,
but less so with every passing phantom tick.
It is beautiful here, or so I think. I have no comparison.
There are so many oceans.
It's a wondrous case of Stockholm I'm sure,
but nonetheless a purposeful one.
One of vivacious heartache, of my own design,
When the lost things, my strange companions, come for me again and find me,
and we find other lost things -like me,
And we make worlds together.


Details | Epic | |

Friends

Friends is a powerful word. We're friends you heard. F is for father. R is for respect him. I is for in God we trust. E is foe eula dont forgetme,i love you you. N is for be nice to father,he's always there for you. D is for dad a dream come true. S is for surely i'll never leave you. Friends forever let us be true.


Details | Concrete | |

You and Me

You and me, we're some tough *****es. We've gone threw some *****and been down in the ditches. Against all odds, we made our lives right and we continue to fight every day and every night. We've been knocked down by people and hate. We got back up and stood right in their way. We've proved to ourselves and others alike, that we can do this. We can live our own lives. We met by chance, some would say fate. One things for sure,I remember that date. You were a little awkward, me, I was shy. You've helped me threw some hard times, times I wanted to die. You are the definition of the word best friend,and  I hope in my lifetime I never see that end. I love you, cause you met me as one and turned us into two.


Details | Narrative | |

Final Fantasy

Follow me and I will follow you only to sacrifice and pledge my soul.
Now known only as one!
Soaring in the winds with rapid inspirations exploding one by one,
It is your final fantasy to live again!
Victim of suicide revealed by fate and conquered by the depths of love,
Life of life has just begun!
The warmest touch begs respect for the quality found deep within.
It is your final fantasy to finally begin!
Encouraged by beliefs to uphold the strength of one’s destiny,
Yet, embraced with one final and endless thought!
A kiss of pleasure obscures the kiss goodbye,
Accompanied with its warmth to pleasure your need!
It is your final fantasy to bow down for these borrows and trade.
Subtle with perfection you are as pure as a white dove.
Your desire is to never ever get lost with what you’ve caught.
Insensitive delights begin to dwell from deep within,
You burn and ache for a place to finalize where it is that you belong.
It is your final fantasy to conquer these steps in which you alone have made.
Sacrifice those objectives captured and held in your time!
Acknowledge your very own self with the quality known only by the depths inside of you!
Fly away with me, but only for a moment.
Embrace only that which enlightens the moment seized!
It is your final fantasy to touch and feel everything that you never knew.
Life is our mystery, yet we uphold its true value with our righteous dignity.
Harvest your life moment by moment,
Make it your very own prey for the little ones who never knew.
Gather the sensations and absorb life as you breathe in your every breath of air.
It is your final fantasy to indulge with the intrigued and explore all of these parts inside of 
you!
Release yourself from the depths of love and find what it is that you truly seek.
Life of life has finally just begun!
Looking up and looking down but never looking all of the way around,
The loss of control is the loss that you will gain!
It is your final fantasy to whisper in the dark and to cry in plain sight.
Open minds with open hearts capture the true essence, for they completely belong!
Spirits fly and soar through life with so much energy powered with intensity’s strength.
They find the treasures you’ve always sought but have never found.
Your final fantasy is to escape your darkness and to find yourself inside of this beaming ray of 
light!
 
 


Details | Epic | |

RUBY BONNER

AS THE YEARS GO BY,
ALL MY MEMORIES OF YOU COME TO MY MIND
YOUR BEAUTIFUL SMILE OF KINDS TO ME

MEMORIES OF THE TIMES I ONCE SHARED WITH YOU
MOMENTS I THINK OF FOREVER MORE

WHEN MY LIFE WOE'S ME SAD
I THINK OF YOU THE TIME
WE LAUGHED AND SMILED TOGETHER
ALL MY MEMORIES AND REMEMBRANCE
PULL ME THROUGH MY LIFE
THINKING ABOUT HOW MUCH
YOU CARED FOR ME THEN

AS MUCH AS, I WANT TO
TELL YOU ALL THIS
I THINK ABOUT ALL
THE MEMORIES AND REMEMBRANCE
OF YOU THAT WILL LAST IN MY
HEART FOREVER AND FOREVER MORE


Details | Ballade | |

MY FRIEND

The only friend i have for ever known

follows me through, wherever i may be .

he is truethful to our friendship .

loves me so much, for who i am is he .

from the darkness i drew him to me

and by magical thread our lives are woven to one

i a human and he my soul

day and night ,day and night

from the light of day i came and

he i drew from the night and there our sacrifice shall be known

and our friendship established .

in the early hours dawn ,as the early birds call for light

he is my guest & when the sun falls ,i am his for the night

i hold on to the memories of the day & remain with hope that by dawn we shall remain attached

i and a shadow that never lets


Details | I do not know? | |

Shelf life of sunshine

Shelf life of lights 
=
A thoughtful commentary on the shelf-life of sunshine 
flares up on the kitchen; here her quick hands have been 
getting pickled and spicy, with each turns of time she’s spent.

Days are, of course, growing thin; like her little family 
which has been unfastening. Son has gone to the town;
his dad has lost appetite; the vegetable patch’ve dried.

She looks at the brown cat, it seems to attain bodhi.
The salty air teases her hair, unknotted it.
“You look great.” The wind’s accent, slightly slurry, comes inside.

It reminds her of youth, insouciant, innocent. 
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


Details | Free verse | |

Hail King Aurthur

  Now King Aurthur hail, hail
 All  the knights armors mail
 Defending castles keep
 Patronages we reap
 
  In his kingdom enemies beat
 From his armies fleet
 By sword, bow and flail
 Even thunder grows very deep
 
  Fighting along this iron rail
 Under siege fighting bale
 Vikings on a ship setting sail
 Viking ships now beat
 Remember all hail
 Good King Aurthur's seat

          Saga


Details | Rhyme | |

Another life "My old friends"

If it's true, and there's another life
That waits beyond our journey's end
I'll hold a place within my heart
And a rocking chair for my old friends
To sit beside a fire at night
And talk about, the stories of another time
Or dream about what might have been,
But either way I wouldn't change
The path that led to my old friends

And if there is another life
I'll wait for you with open arms
Beneath the moonlit sky at night
I'll reminisce and count the stars
Which never fails to take my breath
Each moment when I think of you
And know again I'll see your face
That shines within the summer sun 
Or glows within the winter moon

That's seen so many journeys end
With hopes of such a special place
Where friends are never left behind
And faces never fade away
Through time, if there's another life
Old friends would come
And there they'll stay
And bring another rocking chair
For those who pass this way

Kevin D. Fix


Details | Free verse | |

Yazamam

Yazaman kendimi  sana
Omrun hayatim  feslegenim
Cananin kardesim nefesim umidim

Yazamam acim buyuk
Ay dogmus  yansir yildizlar
Nefesi tutusur  hasatinda  ruyalar

Yazamam nefesim hayatim
Hasredim  sevdam  nefesim
Basak tarlasi  umidim

Yuruyelim  canan yazdikca kendimizi
Yureyelim gune canan evrenin  gizemine
Umid  yar  tane Yar sevda  merhem


Details | Free verse | |

With Thee, Watch Me Rise

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Sandra's Poem

Some people will count the days by minutes and hours
I spend it thinking of you in a field full of flowers
I can see the look on your face and the wind in your hair
And I think upon ways to go from this place and to there
The sun begins to set as you wait in that place
My view becomes dim and my heart starts to race
Just one last glimpse and I think I will say
That now I can smile, and wait through the day.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Tragedy---for Jon

Lost? 
Found. 
Never has life's cruel temper dealt its deceiving hand as this day 
Lost-found in a place, living know not. 
Kinship friendship - words, verbiage to describe mortal bonds 
While those of the soul grasp bonds endless and dimensionless 
Youth is but a stage of dying 
Time cruel to its very essence. Time blows through us all as our sight through glass 
Its dark fingers paint our walls and carry us to our HOLMES 
Its cruelty is its existence. Defining agony, depriving experience 
Youth felt emotion lost through existence 
Found youth soul existence beyond comprehension 
Youth to us all? Youth has been lost but found where else 
But where time confronts us all. 


Details | I do not know? | |

live and die

He looked in her eyes.
Pain. Fear. Demise.

All that was there.
Now lost. Forgotten.

Standing tall. Watch her fall.
Standing weak. Watch him sheek.

Speed of light. It moves too fast.
Not one. Not two. But hundreds to a few.

Little shards, needles made of diamonds.
They flow through the air.

Forming a circle.
There is no escape.

He can't control it.
She refuses to hide from it.

Circling around them. Fast.
Tears fall, down the eyes.

Love once had.
Shattered in time.

Truths hidden into lies.
Their destiny now tied.

Together they lived.
Through joy and happiness.

Apart they grew.
To split into two.

Now distant they stand.
Waiting for that one command.

Grew to hate. Torn by fate.
But die together. With shame and pride.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels


Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels…

On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me.
He could have called 10,000 
angels to set him free.

Nailed to this cross, he went
 through so much pain.
He knew his purpose and the 
reason why he came.

Being there for all of mankind 
was his choice.
Weakened and alone… 
 One could hear his voice;

“Father forgive them.” 
 “They don’t know what they’re doing!”
As the crowd listened… 
 Many began believing.

“My God why have you forsaken me?” 
 With one last breath…
And then...  And very quickly… 
 There was death!

For all of the pain and suffering
 he was to endure
Was so that a plan of salvation
 is now secure.

This same Jesus, who was to rise again.
Is forever to be our atonement for sin!

Seated at the right hand
 of God the father... In heaven above..
He awaits there for us all with
 an abundance of  love!

Won’t you accept his gift 
of life that he’s giving?
And allow him to forever change
 the way you’re living!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Christ Death On The Cross

Christ died for me… 
I didn’t deserve it!
His life for mine…  
He preserved it!

His gift of salvation… 
 I received it!
After reading John 3:16.  
I believed it!

His hand of mercy has graciously
 been extended…
My broken life has now
 been “amended

I’m thankful for what
 Christ did for me!
His gift of love is 
 plain to see!

Throughout life… Often facing a 
“difficult circumstance…”
Jesus has given me hope. 
 And a second chance!

I’ll try my best to live as he
 would want me to…
Without him…  I have
 no one else to turn to!

Thank you Jesus!  For being
 my best friend!
You washed me clean…
 And took away my sin!

You’ve done what you said…  
And so much more!
You’re certainly 
 worth living for!

By Jim Pemberton  04/30/10







Details | Light Poetry | |

"A Love Tale"

Turning pages that continue my thoughts...
Follow me my love because I can be caught...
I'm not so strong as you well know...
I can shed a tear or two if my feelings are low...
But I can make your heart beat fast with a glance
that hits the mark...
I can warm you heart with just reading a book to 
you in the park...
I can touch your soul running my fingers through 
your hair as we lay on a blanket under the sun...
I can climb in and out of you without a tickle just
some fun...
We can talk for hours and never breathe and lock our 
lips but still be freed...
The pages read like a puzzle with no corners or end's...
Just an epic tale of passion and love for forever friends...


Details | I do not know? | |

Free

Opening up was the best thing I could have ever did
All those things that made me & embarrassed me as a kid
You never looked at me different because my past was shameful
Talked to you about some of the things in my life that we’re still painful
I am human, filled with emotions and lots of anger
Hate filled my heart to the point I wanted to lock it in a chamber
How I feel is as real and emotional as it gets
Stress consumed me for years, felt like I needed a cigarette
Needless to say the battle has been done
I’m still standing and breathing so I must have won
The ultimate prize of keeping my sanity and myself free
Love the fact my past is so messed up… It really made me
You I give the ultimate credit for finding my inner voice
Felt like with you I have to write, it really leaves me no choice
I am a woman, blemished, flawed and tortured by life
Invisible wounds on my heart from being cut by life’s knife
But still I stand and hold my head up High
I only have one life and I refuse to give up and Die
I am woman, lover, and loyal friend till this life takes me away
I only wish I could have told you all the things I wanted to say
I understand that people are placed in life for all types of reasons
With you I guess it was only meant for a season
Learned a lot about myself with the help of you
You embraced me with ease and had no clue
Life had killed me, left me emotionally dead
Then I met you, felt like the best thing I never had
The make up of me is so complex, guarded & sad
I’m learning to let go of it all, no more hanging on to the past
All those people that did wrong by me can officially get a rash
Living for me now so I gives no care how you feel
This is me, uncut, uncensored… I feel the need to be real
No longer taking my past and feeling sorry for how it was
Living life to the fullest… Just like everyone else does
Don’t feel sorry for me I am no longer a victim, I’m Free
Just letting the world know I am no longer ashamed of being me
The mirror I used to run from I now embrace
The hate that was once in my heart has now been replaced
That frown that I always wore because if hurt to smile
I keep this smile permanently embedded and it’s going to be here for a while
I am no longer sad…. I’m so focused on my life and moving forward
Carrying all that hate and anger around was such a burden
Free..Free.. Free from life’s tortures and Pain
Standing on my own two feet with a smile is how I will remain


Details | Narrative | |

The Waffle House Way!

Customers are like bouquets of flowers passing through our twenty-four hours.
Breakfast, lunch, or dinner all 365 calendar days guaranteed for a full twenty-four seven.
“Hello Sir”! Welcome to Waffle House America’s favorite place to eat!
Some say we are the closest thing next to God's Great Heaven!
We have a confusing language of our own, the blabbering towers of the real “April Showers”
Service with a smile that has walked the many hard-earned extra tenths of miles,
Nothing computerized with files, just organized by our own genuine unique styles.
Waitresses are serving with hard enduring time and each crosses over a mighty fine line,
Master grill operators optimize a divine talent marking your plates perfectly aligned.
Friday and Saturday nights the party train arrives blessed coffee to the many lips we’ll revive.
Regulars and irregulars you’re served just the same, pardon me did I really get your name?
Loud ones, quiet ones, and even the picky ones strive to come back to us,
Here we bring back the basics of being alive.
Scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, diced, peppered, capped, or topped? 
So do you want them “All the way or just partly aflame”!
Young, old, or different at being indifferent just being sane, 
Especially when the “Waffle House Way” is to say the first “HELLO”!
“Morning Mam”! Can I get you your usual or will you be having something different  “TO GO”?
Brief moments of insanity with the moods that walk through our doors, 
Thank God for every single one of those Jukeboxes!
The quality of service opening an eye to the sly foxes, 
We’d really be in trouble if we sold liquors!
Foreign, military, and even civilian are in and out, 
Our servers are like the gold stored at Fort Knox.
So what can we get you today that you haven’t already had before?
 “The Waffle House Way” America shouts!
 It’s like being home because that’s what we are all about.


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Light

Light
WLM
Wildncrazy555
July 27, 2011

You are as the light which shines from heaven above
As you were sent to me for nothing but love
Our lives will be so grand
And for this we will make our stand
Love and life will abound
As it circles and circles around
The joy and contentment
Will be as we went with it
Our children will be fine
And pass through the ages of time
And grow beyond belief
Sending joy to our hearts full of relief
Life will be full of joy and hope
Upon these beliefs we will cope
Through the ups and the down
Which will always surround
And as the mourning jewel
We will never be a fool
For life will end 
But begin again



Details | Blank verse | |

the ship officer and a lady

The ship officer and the Lady 

As I waited for my ship to dock at the onion pier,
a clerk came and handed me a bag of garlic for
the ship, I told him I had not ordered any and
showed him my three silver rings on my uniform.
He smirked and said I must have borrowed it to
impress the gullible, I shrank inside the uniform 
and could not see my hands and feet. 
Met a lady who was waiting for the ship too, she
was the wife of the chief engineer, and together
we strolled to the end of the dock, where 
I resentfully threw the bag of garlic into the sea
where it swelled, became a life boat that slowly 
drifted away. Back at the spot where the ship was
supposed to dock we’re told the ship had come 
and gone. The lady sat on a pollard crying, took
her wedding ring off and threw it into the water,
I, who had taken Lasix 40, peed into the same sea 
and its water turned pink. “Truly, this man is
a saint someone whispered”. Confident again 
I swelled in the uniform and could see my hands 
and feet . The clerk asked forgiveness and kissed 
the onyx ring on my left index finger and gave me 
another bag of garlic.      
  


Details | Blank verse | |

Fallin For thee

Darlin I know i just met you
but baby cant you see 
every day ive been with thee
youve help me see the brighter side of me

Although your ways are yet strange to thee
I enjoy every moment i spend with ye
your the only one for me.

Every morning I have woken up with a smile upon thy face 
I go to sleep with ease
i don't know how'd id be without you. 
Without you in thy life I dont know where id be.  

So it is come to my conclusion 
That i am fallin for thee
I hope that you can see
That i love ye.


Details | Rhyme | |

Here's The GOOD News

Here's The GOOD NEWS! I get so tired of hearing about “the latest scandal…” It makes me wonder; “how much can this world handle?” It seems like each day, on the news, it speaks of “another killing…” Are these types of things really a part of “living?” There must be more to life than what we hear on the news… More to life than a cigarette or a bottle of booze… There’s a simple message for us that must be heard… The secret to true living you can find reading God’s word! It reads; “all have sinned and fallen short of God’s glory…” But wait! This isn’t the end of the story! His word also speaks of God’s redeeming grace… This can be found anywhere. And any place… His grace can be found through Christ’ atonement… His love can make you a new person… This very moment! His word also says; “where there was sin… Grace did much more abound!” A brand new life in Christ. Today… Can be found! This GOOD NEWS can transform you by the power of the cross! This is what this world needs… That is dying and lost! Spending time with Jesus is always time well spent! May tomorrow’s news read; “Another sinner has chosen to repent!” By Jim Pemberton


Details | Epic | |

SORRY

              Every time I think of you
            I start to feel blue
            we were so good to each other
            and good together

            I loved you so much
            and promised to never leave you
           but some how that just wasn’t good
           enough for you- oh how can I go on?

          Even though you wronged me 
         and were so inconsiderate 
         I should not have reacted 
         the way I did so I am really 
         sorry!

          I still remember when we were
         happy and still friends but I
         did not realize it was just a 
         trend for you- but once again
         I say to you I am sorry!


Details | Ballad | |

Last Stand

Night turns to day
Day turns to night
Past the past
But that’s all right
It has come once at last
Our final calling
Our final stand
We’ve came so far
With the stroke of a hand
With the thought of the mind
Finally shown
 Is the unappreciated sign
Of which one can leave
All the past behind
All that is true
All that is pure
Is now gone
Experts are now sure
The last hour is upon
Now what is to be done?
 Where shall we go?
Time surely will show
Yet what time is available?
What peace is left?
What is next?
Life is a never-ending test
Of our gift of will power
And choice making
Yet the wrong some
Are always taking
Decisions of war
Decisions of peace
Mean nothing
Till the killings cease
Only then shall our race
Find true peace


Details | Couplet | |

The Tracks of life

I was once a little train, sitting by the track, Listening to the freight yard’s roar and all the rushing clack When one day came steaming by an engine large and brave My heart did a quiver leap, my wheels a twitter gave Every day when passing by, the more our friendship grew With each fleeting whistle blast, and more each time it blew Then one day in passing, upon his track I went Joyfully to meet him, from wither he was sent Blasting from the distance, an airy cloud of steam I rushed forth to meet him, the engine of my dream Then with shock and wonder, my joy was gone alack! For though we both were meeting, he wasn’t on my track Off into the distance, he chugged and puffed away Sweeping with him pieces of my broken heart that day Often now I wonder, will he come anon? Or was this a chance meeting, and now again he’s gone? The tracks of life are tangled, in the freight yard of our race We meet other engines that hold both heart and place How to live? I wonder, when through our lives there sail Many other engines, that aren’t upon our rail Will we grow quite bitter, when those meetings on the tracks Seem to mock the aching heart for all the love it lacks? May each little engine take heed to what I bade This life below is scattered, with meetings on the grade Take each passing whistle not as one of gloom Pushing back the others, and making itself room I will always cherish, that engine bold and brave Remembering now with fondness, the joy to me he gave But now into the distance, I hear upon the breeze That fleeting cry of freedom, upon which my heart did seize Once every while, I gaze sadly down his track But in my little engine heart, he’s never coming back And so I hold those memories close, and never do I fail For God had a reason for our meeting on the rail


Details | Light Poetry | |

JorgeSouthKorea

This is the man that I am

No need for a detective because I have few mysteries

Whatever you don’t find its trapped somewhere inside my mind

I put my life into words for the whole world to read

I hope you enjoy what you see

A South Korean English teacher by night

An avid writer by day

A helpless romantic somewhere in between

The smile and joy from my students is priceless

Seeing someone enjoy my writings is pretty rewarding as well

I feel that everything in my life is finally going well

From my writings you may find that hard to tell

Sorry I don’t write more fantasies or fables

To convey happy emotions and attract more followers

You are getting my life through my eyes

I don’t have a sweet tooth so I don’t sugarcoat things

I write what I have seen and how it has effected me

My adventures and journeys have been vast

Come with me on this ride

Together we can both be pleasantly surprised

With what I will write

This is the the man that I am



Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com


Details | Free verse | |

Fishing Worms For My Father

I think I'll go dig up a bucket of worms for the day 
I'll go out back where me and the dog play 

After I am done, 
I will put the worms out of the sun 

And I'll talk to my dad 
To see if any fishing could be had 

For supper we can have fish on our plate


Details | Acrostic | |

oldman

once there was an old man on a lane
he always had many cats
then he took a train
and went down another lane


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Gravitational Pull

Stone upon the water front/
Next to the cashmere pillow,
The pier near the gallow shore/
A man began to speak,

Within this land there shall be no way out accept I tax,
This gravitational pull may bring some down,
Yet if you stay and listen very carefully/
You will live through this time and be very happy !

Many of you have become lazy in the manner of laws,
A decree will be summoned to let us know/
The waiting may be hard to comprehend,
Yet within time you can grow to depend/

The fat of the land,
Let this man take you by the hand/
There can be no further excuses or escape,
The way will depend upon the hearer's !


Details | Free verse | |

Depression Wars

What's the matter?
Are you worn-out?
Are you fatigued and tired?
Oh...please don't speak
I’ll help you out in no time
Just take your time to heal 

Rest on my shoulder
if it helps you
Loosen up the strain
and be lead charitably like a train
on its train tracks 

You need your rest
I could tell by the absence of your energy
spreading across your body and soul
It was my lucky guess
I must confess
that I felt insecure and hopeless
without you there
Oh...I can't bear
The thought of you
Leaving me behind
and unwanted in the street

I'm struggling with this
depression wars
I can't fight it
alone
I tried to fight
the useless tears,
the countless fears,
taking over me

I didn't mean to show
all that filthy anger
that crafts quarrels

Now I'm trying hard
To scrub the filthiness
Deep inside of me

This unwanted depression--
I haven't ever asked for it
I'm fighting this depression wars
now and forever
for you

My burdened soul cries for help
It wells up in pain
Why must I be
Messed up?
Screwed up?

Don't tell me that I'm
ignorant...self-centered
I've never asked
for this feeling of 
repulsive remorse 

Are you willing
to leave all our regrets behind,
taking us away from tranquil life?
Are you willing
to fight this depression wars
together as a team?

(this poem is based on a character I made a while back)


Details | ABC | |

When I

When i first met you I never would have imagined that I would have such strong feelings for you.
I never would have thought that I would dream about you
or miss being by your side
or get butterflies when someone mentions your name.
when i first met you i never would have thought
that i would love you.


Details | Free verse | |

Ages

Planted deep within the soil 
Nourished by time 
Rooted by promises made
I begin to grow
I have became what you made me to be
Thy words and deeds are not forgotten
I have become a mirror of thy own past


Details | Rhyme | |

Christ Death On The Cross

Christ’ Death On The Cross… Christ died for me… I didn’t deserve it! His life for mine… He preserved it! His gift of salvation… I received it! After reading John 3:16. I believed it! His hand of mercy has graciously been extended… My broken life has now been “amended I’m thankful for what Christ did for me! His gift of love is plain to see! Throughout life… Often facing a difficult circumstance…” Jesus has given me hope... And a second chance! I’ll try my best to live as he would want me to… Without him… I have no one else to turn to! Thank you Jesus! For being my best friend! You washed me clean… And took away my sin! You’ve done what you said… And so much more! You’re certainly worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Epic | |

Good Morning To Betrayal -2-

5...4...3...2......1..GO! 
Get ready to release yourself from deep waters
Land on high grounds
Thrills surrounding your awed temptations

3...2...1.. 
You are ready to take your first flight!!!    
To a wondrous
Space of wonders

Good morning to a space glimpse!

Luminous happiness sweltering
From a secure, sincere sunshine 
Peeking from scarless sun
Careless of the background

Space of wonders
You'll be always remembered 
In my photographing memory
Cherished as my own child
Remain mild...control the ship in a sprinkled space

Space of wonders
How could you mutter those
Floating inspirations?

Tripping on every verse
Keeping track of space life
Full of energy and renewal 

The commotion from Earth
Has been on the duelist 
It's inspired for awhile 
Replaced with a remarkable universe
 
Space of wonders
How could you burn our hearts with threatening passion?
Hugging us in compassion
How could you mutter those
Floating aspirations? 
Cherished as my own 
favorite memory 

Good morning to space life
Devious and uncontrollable
As slick as many criminals
Working as a one big team
To circulate around
The main sequence of trouble

Glisten as the star-filled sky
Along with warm, heartening rain

Good morning...
To you, oh glorious soul!

Your vision shown in space
Rolling in your circular face
Thrilling and tripping unsteadily
With an unstable way of living 

Close the scene for a lightyear moment
Feel our diversity

Watch the stars roam about like syrup rubbing against a soft, puffy 
pancake 

Take your flight, you sunlit fairy
On a cloudless, scarlet sky

Shining as the sun
Swiftly diving down as a surfing dude
Open as the driven waves,
trusting the possible tasks

Put your task aside for now 
Save it for leftovers
We are arriving in our zoo-like cage
Suitable for excitement and ominous worries

Welcome royal destiny!
Arriving on the doorstep of your front door

Along with a letter saying:

"Goodbye to midnight bliss!
Good morning to a kiss of gleaming space of wonder!"


Details | Light Poetry | |

I'm afraid

To be honest, I'm afraid of losing her, I'm afraid that she will never find happiness, I'm 

afraid if I stop thinking about her, I'll forget about her, I'm afraid to imagine life without her, 

I'm afraid she doesn't think of me half as much as I think of her, I'm afraid of what I would 

do if I see someone else with her, If I don't see her smile, the world stands still, I'm afraid 

if I don't see her, I'll go crazy, lastly, I'm afraid to lose our meaningful friendship we have 

together, I'm just afraid.......


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Kingdom Is ETERNAL


God’s Kingdom Is ETERNAL! I think about civilizations, future and past. No matter how large... They never last! Every kingdom has crumbled to the ground. The “great empires” can no longer be found! As I think about this... I began to wonder. What’s happened to man’s “glory and splendor? There is a kingdom which will never end... The entrance is narrow, to those who want in. The way to get in is through Jesus’ shed blood. It’s inhabitants have received his gift of love! The beauty of this place is a sight to behold. So glorious and wonderful… The half hasn’t been told! This place can be yours! An eternal home! Through Christ… We can approach God’s holy throne! Won’t you make plans for a life eternal? So your name can be placed in heaven’s journal! The kingdom of God is an opportunity to share. I plan to be part of it… And hope to see you there! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Dress gown

Dress gown
 

She wears her dress gown
and trying to sneak away
So the nurse won't see her
 Texting her friend in the USA

She’s tells him on Thursday
She will no longer be here
Moving to papworth hospital
  In cambridgeshire

She knows he loves her
And it makes her feel good
But she never tells him
Maybe one day she would

And though they never met
They are very close at heart
They live in different countries
Millions miles apart
 
from her bed  thru the window
A seagull builds a nest
 She smiles and falls asleep
Laying her weary head to rest
 
She makes fun about
 The food that she gets
Then gets sad
When she thinks about her pets

How he wants to hug her
But don’t know if he ever will
Like in some sad movies
Where the dreams are never fill

 And he’s so proud of her
She is his hero
And he will always love her
As long there is a tomorrow

She’s in the operating room
As Thursday comes along
Her green eyes asleep
In her dress gown

And he’s waiting patiently
To hear that she is alright
Praying that god will
 Watch over her tonight


Details | Free verse | |

Constructing spirit

Have you ever come to share, your spirit showing that you care
not with flowers but the strongest form of heart ?
I ask only to display, why I may take great dismay
For the end is sounding then more like the start.

And so I've come to notice, after loosening my focus
That I might just be to young to give that gift.
Not a gift at all I know, just a part of me to flow
Anyone of you can see it if you wish.

But the blind can never see, nor were ever meant to be
On the team that will forever have to fight.
So if you want to see, i will teach you not for me
But for YOU to see the beauty of the light. 

Forgive me if I sound reserved, for too long I was disturbed
Resulting from the one who had my spirit sinking.
So I'll attempt to make a deal, with this thought not much to feel
I will save myself from dying, or just thinking 


Details | Rhyme | |

Shuffling

A set of cards create a complicated case of games
The cards speed up-- is this how the game goes?
They are scattered with honesty and blames
People are crowned with sweet wins, separating kins from foes

These maniac cards seem to test my knowledge
I suppose practice makes perfect, but in this case, I'm a lower average

I learned that shuffling could also be a type of profession
You'll have to be in my shoes to work extra hard to reach towards perfection

I'm positively sure our life isn't shuffling with discards
Everyone's available to play, even the lower averages
Feel free to play another game of cards
Because I'm looking forward to a grand party, crowned with winner's beverages


Details | Rhyme | |

Impetuous

Your love magnificent…   Thankful this participant…   Your essence blows the 
breeze…   Dancing In rejoices do the trees…   I feel you on my skin…   Divine love 
from within…   As the day trusts there is night…   Knowing you confirms my angelic 
might…   Accept the honor of white light knight…   I embrace your beauty loosely as 
well as tight…   Resolve as one our earthly illusion of fright…   Create a deluge river 
from compassion plus delight…   Embark the journey, humanities pure love flight…


Details | I do not know? | |

Bright Blue Electricity

Bright blue electricity,
So beautiful those lights.
Shining starlight so lovely to gaze upon
When they ignite inside the cosmos.

Walk, walk in the moonlight,
Calming insight as it attracts my sense of sight.
Who knew I'd feel so free
In living my life with spirited might.

One kiss unto me.
My heart flutteringly takes flight.
Inspiring feelings 
Initiate graphite upon paper.

Wishing to again hold her tight,
To be in her life, yet fate has decided me
To continue to fight on
And to live with what's left of my lamplight.


Details | Didactic | |

TAKING OUR BROTHERS BACK TO EDEN

in order to get back to Eden to live on top of the world
there are a few things from God which need to be heard

here in America in the democratic land of milk and honey
African-Americans are disproportionate when it comes to power and money
our healthcare is poorer, our finances worse, few of us in seats of power
at the bottom of most demographic indicators and our circumstances diminish by the hour
the most unemployed, the most discriminated, the first to be laid-off or dismissed
more of us in jail, a lot of us illiterate, there are too many problems for me to list
fewer marketable skills, fewest high school diplomas and don't mention college degrees
African-American men in America need to take off their blinders and see
to those who stand behind stained-glass windows and look down on those who have less
you need to take your brothers back to Eden and put an end to all this mess
you might not comprehend their reality but you should attempt to understand
that as true servants of God you should help your fellow man

if you consider yourself to be a true disciple of Christ
what have you done to enrich someone else's life?
who did you clothe? who did you feed?
who did you minister to in their time of need?
who did you mentor to on how to be a man?
who did you talk to or stretch out your hand?
there's a lot of work that needs to be done to get our brothers inspired
we need to help them build a relationship with God and do as Jesus aspired

in order to get back to Eden we need to start at the very beginning
with the basic instructions that God is recommending
to fellowship with your fellow man
to develop a trust opposite to slavery's plan
to communicate with positivity
to no longer promote negativity
to pull up your pants and walk like a man
to be productive and not destructive
to be supportive and not abortive
to act like someone's father and not like you're being bothered
to teach our brothers to put down the guns and take up the cross
so they will no longer act like thugs but to think like a boss
no longer will we be divided with jealous envy 
now united as brothers under God's authority
getting back to Eden to be on top of the world
to living our lives according to God's Holy word
to get back to Eden and up from the basement of life
living on top of the world as brothers with our savior Jesus Christ


Details | Ballad | |

I Can't Explain Part 1

Why the warmth in your skin Brightens my world from dim I do not know why I do not know why for only you I'd die I can't explain the kisses from your lips I definitely can identify your familiar grasp around my hips I can't explain why you melt my heart I can't explain to you why it hurts when we're apart I can explain your sight and your seducing baby blue eyes I can't explain why you make me feel safe when you tower over me in size I can truly tell you why you qualify for my love But I can't explain to you why you were sent just for me from above I can feel your arms tight around me I can't explain why for you I trust to help me see I can't explain the butterflies fluttering deep inside And I can't explain why I am the one who can break your pride I can explain the feeling when you touch me I can't explain why only for you I choose to see I can't explain the deep palpitations inside every beat I can't explain why just for you, I chose to reserve a seat I can't explain the short breaths when I see your face But I can pinpoint exactly your lips and the sweet taste I can't explain why you want to be a dad But I also can't explain the random reasons why I get mad I can definitely explain to you the bleeding in my soul But I can't explain to you why my life has taken a toll I can't explain in words why I love you so much All I can say is, "I love you," and such and such I can't explain with all the money in the world why I love you so But here's a bold, "I LOVE YOU," on paper ~ so you know I can't explain to you how somehow I get lost in your eyes But I also can't explain why God randomly granted me this prize I can tell you that I love you ~ I can tell you that I care I can also tell you I need you ~ and I promise I'll be there...


Details | Epic | |

The value of a partner

(Heartily presented to Prince Charles
especialy on a wedding occasion)

When I met him in the market
He wasn’t feeling very well
Walking very slow and having a cough
When I started my conversation
I found: his heart was still burning
He said,’ what’s your meaning?
Do you need a partner?
I wasted my life for my children
When I was young
I had lost my wife
And never have second, Thought
Perhaps she will not care properly to my children
But in my olden days 
I found it: that was my main mistake
Not to having a partner for me
Why are you agreeing to have one?
When my children was child
I care for them
When they grown up
Never came back to see me
I failed to fight with my loneliness
A person cannot understand 
The value of a partner
It is a matter of understanding?
If a person is not able
To read the feelings of a heart
The beauty has no matter for him.


Details | Epic | |

ronin 23

I have cowered I have crawled I have begged and I have survived
Honor is something that those that do no battle speak of
Shame is something dictated by those who have not survived
I have felt a shame in that which I have done
but also a love in those I have fought beside
a knowing and an understanding that
 if you do not stand beside me
you will never be allowed to judge me


Details | Epic | |

A Seven Letter Word

Forever

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  Scrabble 	
Sponsored by: Nancy Jones


Details | Free verse | |

ronin 32

Stone pebbles crush beneath my sandals
All thoughts of passion and desire now quiet
and kept deep within me locked away for now
Duty demands my return 
pace quickening
if nothing more than distraction from myself
A return to the warrior once again
Who tramples quick and hard upon this road
as if his feet hate the earth itself


Details | Rhyme | |

Hypnotize

Take my hand and let me give you the chance To hypnotize you into a beautiful love-trance Watch as we take flight and fly away Listen to all the words that I say Run away with me and believe in me To open your eyes to the big picture and teach you to see When you're with me, let all your insecurities go I know how you feel --- I already know I promise I will take care of you I promise everything I say is true I promise one day you'll wake by my side I promise I'll give you constant butterflies inside I'll be the one who will sing you to sleep I'll be the one who you will decide to keep I'll be the one who will be by your side I'll be the one who you will always confide I'll hold you close when your tears begin to fall I'll be the one who will shout, "I love you," in a crowded mall I'll be the one who you will cum with every night I'll be the one who will do anything for you --- even fight I'll fight 'til the end for you 'til I die Not once intentionally will I make you cry I'll hold you into me --- a soul whole again I'll take you someplace no one else has been Into my soul you will eventually find your way Forever by your side I will stay Every night before bed, I'll make passionate love with you I'll keep right by your side for anything we will have to go through These are my promises I'm willing to make These are my promises I intend not to break All you have to do is find me in the dark For it will be a hard journey to finally embark But I guarantee it will be worth it for just me and you But it's something both me and you have to pursue


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels

  
  

On a cross… Jesus suffered 
for you and me.
He could have called 10,000 
angels to set him free.
 

Nailed to this cross, he went
 through so much pain.
He knew his purpose and the 
reason why he came.
 

Being there for all of mankind 
was his choice.
Weakened and alone… 
 One could hear his voice;
 

“Father forgive them.”  
  “They don't  know what they’re doing!”
As the crowd listened… 
 Many began believing.
 

“My God why have you forsaken me?” 
 With one last breath…
And then...  And very quickly… 
 There was death!
 

For all of the pain and suffering
 he was to endure
Was so that a plan of salvation
 is now secure.
 

This same Jesus, who was to rise again.
Is forever to be our atonement for sin!
 

Seated at the right hand
 of God the father... In heaven above..
He awaits there for us all with
 an abundance of  love!
 

Won’t you accept his gift 
of life that he’s giving?
And allow him to forever change
 the way you’re living!

 

By Jim Pemberton  03/11/11



Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Feast of Kings ... ' (or 'Holy Things')

See, The High King
And King of Kings
At The Feast of Kings                                      Eph. 2: 6,  Lu. 22: 30
Are Holy Things …

Holy Blood , Holy Wine
Fruit of Lips, from Holy Vine                            Heb. 13: 15,   John 15: 1
Cup of Love Passed, Blessed Divine                 Lu. 22: 17, 18
Bless Those, Who Thirst, Hunger and Dine        Matt. 5: 6

In Holy Banquet, Break Holy Bread                  Lu.  22: 19
From Which Silver-Sacred-Souls Are Fed
Holy Water, Chalice Poured and Shed               John 4: 14    Heb. 9: 22
Crystal-Clear Sparkles, on Tablets Read …        2 Cor. 3: 3

 Holy Words
Wholly Heard
As Holy Wings Aired
And Holy Hearts Stirred

Pure, Sayings Said
Holy Spirit Led
Where Even Angels, Fear To Tread                       Jude 9,   Rev. 14: 6, 7
‘Cept in Humble-Honor and Holy Dread

… Before The Holiest of Heads
And His Only Begotten-Bred
The Holy-Heir, Ruler, In His Stead                         1 Cor. 15: 24, 25
The Worthy One, Ready, To Be Wed …                  Matt. 9: 14, 15

Seated … At JAH’s Table-Grand                             1 Cor. 10: 21,   Ps. 83: 18
Seated … At God Almighty’s, Right Hand                 Ps. 110: 1,   Acts 7: 56
See, King Jesus, The Holy ‘Son Of Man’                  Rev. 14: 14
Reigning In Heaven and Holy Land

… They Invited The Hungry
And Those, Doing Laundry                                     Rev. 7: 14
Invited, All and Sundry                                          John 3: 16
(So, Don’t Wait ‘til Someday)                                 1 Cor. 7: 29

For There Are Holy Golden-Bowls                            Rev.  15: 7
Holy Raiment, Change of Clothes                            Rev. 7: 9
Holy, Royal Crowns for Those                                 Rev. 4: 10
All, The Holiest Chose …

… to See, The High King
And King of Kings
Yea, At That Feast of Kings
With Holy Harps, They Will Sing                               Rev. 14: 2, 3


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Story tree

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Reveal the light
Touchless deem
Fearless dear
Forbs in my trap
How gentlemen
Solicited to just
Lover as friend.

Wake to shine
Till give up
Same question
Will be there 
To flame in breath
Shine to unify.

As of reply in magnitude
Dream expands in its soul 
Forgotten to walk in fire
love passions to climp story tree.
 


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VII: Conquered

A single, unnoticed ray of light
shooting across the sky at night
straight down to my head
in our conversations 
it is, as it has always been
between the King and I.

He tells me what he sees, 
and he feels for the unworthy
he cares for the damned
though he see the lies
that are fed from the lies
of the leaders

Return soon, brother in arms
return from the sea, comrade
walk upon the shore
or walk on water
once more for the doubters
the King knows all about us
alas, he has not returned yet
I will know that day
once, twice, more like seven times
to the exact the moment he's raised

Conquered by all of the hope 
of your allies
the few that still dare to 
believe in you
very same as the ones
who keep feeding you
in the outskirts of our realizations
the dreadful dreary dreamy illusions

The King best exists in the pretense 
of pretendness
at the moment just before, your mind intervened
and cast in just a shadow of doubt
that spread rapidly far, and between
this now makes him limited,
now I have my chance
to pull the wool off the greatest wolf
the world shall break its trance
I am now your lord
I feel all the world
I am always yours,
your Magus.


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Goodbye and farewell

How do you do justice
to the moment of good bye?
Cradled in these bosom like hills.
Held and yet free.
Freedom that allowed me.

The beach walks after tough days.
Hard words like grains of sand,
gulped into lungs;
around which pearls grew.
Pearls I now treasure
and give out as wise, love words.

That sea salted air of home
cleansing young and open soul.
The rolling waves of truth washing over me:
me a mortal beheld
and beholden.

In your homes; my friends I knew love.
By candle light the healing balm.
And in your voices true melody:
healing wounds past;
holding wobbling hearts fast.

The warmth of cups of tea,
made with care; a glimpse of eternity
showing a hope,
and lovely humility;
Teaching a young heart;
whispering love into the dark.

Those walks on hill and shore
silenced the voice of "are you sure?"
And the walks to the caverns in me,
knowing that I trod not alone.
Hugs;
suture in the hours of need.
Loving;
cutting between flesh and bone.

When Striding, stumbling and sitting.
When smiling, writhing and weeping.
We were together in love. 
When the tears and blood flowed:
We were one.
How do you do justice
to the moment of goodbye?


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Making a day

Failure of its survival replaces itself to hate 
Obsession blunts notorious of speech stones others
Nightmares of childhood turns joy to reclaim deafness

Making a day is paying debt without escape
Gathering family is a pray or a nightmare
History of affair be the judge becoming a pirate
Before turning glory to a peeple stone
Recall its self remininesence live in each day


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Show Me Your Face

You hide your fear within as the wolves breathe down your neck. 
You're not finished. 
Not yet. 
You stand tall but you keep your head held down. 
Your mind reaps doubt. 
The parade of scars cover your flesh. 
Don't let them win. 
Pick your head up. 
The truth stands before you but you keep your eyes closed. 
I'm here to pull you out. 
Open your eyes! 
There is more to this if you just open up. 
Don't let them seal your fate. 
Come on! 
Pick yourself up. 
I'll piece together these pieces. 
Take ahold of my hand and show me your face. 
Don't run away. 
I won't let this happen again. 
As they attempt to sink in their fangs, 
i'll draw my sword. 
This is war and you're not alone. 
The truth stands in front of you but you keep your eyes closed. 
I'll fend them off. 
Come close my dear. 
I won't let them in. 
I'll bring this to an end. 
Just stay close to me. 
I'll slit their throats and their falsified hopes. 
They show me their teeth. 
A crocodile smile. 
I'll end their lives just to see your open eyes again. 
Pick up your head. 
Show me your face. 
Their fates are in my hands. 
I won't let them get near you again. 
Open those precious eyes and don't shed a single tear. 
This is the grand finale. 
You have nothing to fear.


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Jesus Gave His Life

That night when Jesus
went alone to pray.
He knew his death was just 
a heartbeat away.

As he was taken by the 
soldiers that night.
He surrendered without even a fight.

He was soon to be whipped,
ridiculed and scorned.
While so many people watched
sadly and mourned.

“Crucify him” was the cry of
the large crowd.
This cry could be heard ever so loud.

The crown of thorns placed
on his head,
the drops of blood
fell as he bled.

He carried the cross, even though
his body was ripped apart.
This was from a true compassion
and love from his heart.

On the cross, where his body
was nailed and bruised.
Read; “THIS IS JESUS-
THE KING OF THE JEWS!”

As his mother watched, 
she cried and sobbed.
As Jesus committed his spirit
to his father-God.

As they carried Jesus
to the tomb that day,
the crowds were silent—
with nothing to say.

Many had forgotten what
the prophets had said,
3 days later—he would rise 
from the dead.

He taught people his message
of eternal life and love.
Soon to return to his
kingdom above.

It was for you and me 
that our savior came.
He waits for you to
call on his name.

Receive his gift of hope,
love and eternal salvation.
Please do it now—with no hesitation.

His gift of love is for
you to receive.
All you have to do
is simply believe!

By Jim Pemberton
07/25/07


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Dark Blue

Lonely and hatung what her friend has become.
Seems like no more friendship to believe in,
Art the only place to breathe in.
Meeting new people who are considered geeks and freaks,
Hanging with them all week.
Near the end, her "geeky" friend shows her Jesus,
And she is saved.
Finally out of her lonely cave.
She faced troubles before, but thankfully
Being friends with that "geek"
Meant so much more.


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Deny The Lies

Deny the lies
Remember the cries that I utter
I fear this...I fear that
Someone will eavesdrop
  
And deny those implicit lies
They don't see it
They won't believe it
I can't hide my confessions

My bones are no longer fit to fight

If you only knew what kind of rejections
I face every day
Now this world has turned away

Deny these filthy lies
Don't creep in on them
No one told me you were leaving
Stricken by words
Crippled by your powerless passions

You will never know
I have been tripped with your outbursts
Don't bother...leave me in the dust
You must
Return with all the hope you have left

Yet there's a feeling of betrayal
Your face is awfully pale

Disguise as a defender 
Don't be embraced by vultures
Run as you can...
Toil and misery is waiting beneath your bed with lacking, misleading eyes
Greed is rushing through me...your innocent...you could defend yourself

I am angry and torn by discernment 

Deny the lies
It's almost like a crooked radio repeating a verse that's dragging

Do you realize it is a reaction
That separated 
The truth and twisted it into violence

Acid is crawling side to side
Get ready to collide
I am wrapped in dripping lies
Deny this...I told you so

Enraptured deadness
Sweeps upon a destroyed village
We can explore it 
It would be unreal
We don't have to pay a deal

I hear your cries
But I can't help but remind you
Deny the lies

Though life's a trampled street

Deny the lies


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Guide The Ship part 2

I know I keep on doing wrong moves
I keep failing...falling in a whirlpool of racketing frustration
I'm trying all my tries...so save yourself from drowning
Keep yourself entertained...there's no use of frowning

I guess I have to feel
My way out of trouble

You'll see what I have to show

Oh look! Look how the shores
Rise up in woe...blocking the view of sweet sunshine
It shows that light will always be with us
Though the raving waves swallow us alive

I guess I have to feel
Our way out of trouble

If you look even closer,
You will see fascinating colors
Shaping and forming in the life-giving sea

You'll see what I have to show

Finally we both see
A ship row on top of envious, captivity-like waves
Flowing gently and keeping itself away
From the lifeless, 
bottomless water

You'll see what I have to show

I could see color brushed against an island sky 
I grow more curious than ever
Where did that ship sail off to?
My mind is wanting to comprehend in this unsettling matter

So I have any idea of guiding?
I'm no skilled sailor or even
Have the knowledge to lead 
The ship to its destiny...
It may tip over a couple of times

Here I am...lying down...complaining harshly
I guess this is my farewell to you,
Tackling expedition

It only takes a courageous try
To guide the ship and say goodbye
To the quarrel-stirring waves
I scream:
"Behave, you water balloon head!
Go on and dry up till your dead!"

And here I am again
Roaming and spacing out
Who knows where... I wonder in despair
This task unwillingly pulls me in

I'm here after the expedition,
Knocking on the entrance corridor 
To learn some new sailor techniques 

I'm here to simply learn
A tip to replenish 
The possibility of the ship
Tipping and going overboard

This time I shouldn't discard
This remarkable opportunity 


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Angel Like

She was so angel like,
Walking down the street
I was at a loss for words,
Everytime our eyes would meet

She was so angel like,
There was no one else quite like her
Her face lit up by the moonlight,
Everything else was a blur

She was so angel like,
She was all I ever thought about
She seemed almost perfect,
Beyond a shadow of a doubt

She was so angel like,
She had such radiant skin
It is like I wondered all of my life,
Exactly where has this girl been??

She was so angel like,
But then she passed at such a young age
The day that she died,
Is the day that I learned to hate


Details | Epic | |

breath

Breathe when no air is found
Let me hold a solid grip
As we now walk on solid ground
Telling lies straight to your face
To show of all of their weakness
Letting them bring disgrace
Showering in the lies they tell
While truth is never enough
For here we are today
Walk together when times are rough
A bump in the path as frequently as a smooth step in a midnight clear
Letting the wind whisper to sit and let the entire world hear
Misery in this eternity 
For here I hold truth in my empathy 
Showing love why did you die
So you not see the tears I cry 
Praying for forgiveness
For I have lost you now
For here I am to morrow 
As I sit and let this frown find binding in my empty heart
 Letting every story find a new start
Beginning from the end
I lost a friend
To Bullying 
For ever rest in piece 


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Spoken Angel

Sunrise overhead, wake up to the sweet smell of life, with a freshness of a 
choice to do something great. 
Grasp the fullness of your ability to move once again.
To walk with such knowledge, to be lucky to know yourself and to share what you 
know with others. 
Make a difference with a single word. 
Show experience with the strength that you hold. 
Words that I hear impact to a deeper meaning. 
That you hold a likeness to me that seems like the spoken words of an angel.
A person brought into a souls life to help with a level of hope, that to speak 
is enough to break through a thickness that has built up over the ages.
To consume the pain and make it vanish like a cloud on what should be a 
beautiful day, 
To hear the softness in your voice and to understand what you try to do.
For you to want to help me with what you can say is an amazing feat that
no soul has ever tempted. 
A journey that not many hold the strength for, that falter before the mission
is complete. Speak to me once again; share with me your mind.
For those words I thank you my spoken angel.


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Evanescent Pastures

Vanishing souls lies in death's pastures
Fleeting joy, incurious in my surroundings 
Shades of green glistening in glory 
An unpredictable breath that barely measures
A destiny that lies and vanishes through the Death Valley

A heart's main glee 
Shines peaceably... passing above a wave of sparkling envy

Bliss sinks in my marrow 
Pensive solitude, 
Splitting it into a rejoicing vibe 

Joyous in its company...we could have a blissful sleepover until 
tomorrow
Together we'll make a strengthening converse 
Piety fitting in these periling times 

Wandering over vales, evanescent life screwing my infancy
A jocund soul departs from a burden--too cherished in disobedient lies
Childish features blurring my uncertain future 

Incessant in my trespasses
I draw near through deathly shadows
Moping in ceaseless torment 
Roaring as a monsoon in abstract movement 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Chopping down the Weeping Willow tree 

Driven mad in knotting triumph 
Hoarsely placing us in a shady asylum 
Numbed by flustering anxiety 
Cursing down this greedy society 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
I'm dependent in this unordinary place
Though it leaves me with only disgrace 
Discontent by the isolated misfortune 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Fogging our interest of society, 
Doom crafting our fate...soon we'll be too late 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
Denying our repents out of revenge 
Unsuitable to reconstruct chastening renewal 

Superb for a 
tranquilizing solitude  


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The Silent One

Who is living alive inside of you? 
Do you even really want to know?
Have you ever spoken to the one that is always speaking to you?
Are you stacking all of your priorities with any proper perspective?
You know it is your battleground or so this is how you make it seem.
A zest for life arises in you continuously only to later be continued. 
So abruptly, you have dismissed the silent one inside of you to go!
All because you were swiftly overpowered by your own self-greed 
Nevertheless, where does the silent one keep retreating off to?
The silent one holds onto every single chance for a timely thought. 
Even all of those improbable unachieved least possible dreams!

What is it that lives alive inside of you?
What makes you even want to breathe?
Have you ever really felt the one who is always feeling you?
Innocence is sweet standing in your way of a divine pleasure. 
Again, it is your battleground or so this is how it surely seems!
Your blissful moments are in the hands of the silent one inside. 
Again, poof vanished indeed this time without a trace or lead!
Yet, you are completely indulging in a definite feeling of gratified.    
Still yet, where does the silent one keep scooting away to?
The silent one holds every crystal-clear thought, 
Even the ones all of you will still clearly demean!

Who gives you to you? 
Have you ever once thought deep and hard into that?
A restricted area due to the danger foretoken, your battleground or so it seems!
Excitement swells up alive inside of you with ecstasy’s loud bursting screams!
The silent one is slipping away while verbal battles are fueling into a combat.
Overwhelmed by self-indulgence your every breath is thoroughly exhausted! 
Still yet, where in this world could your silent one be gallivanting away to?
The silent one holds your every thought, even those you have so deemed!
Now do tell, who knows you better than you do?
Have you ever given this up for a chance of much thought?
Have you ever seen the one that is always looking at you?
Conflict of interest guards the main entrance, the battleground or so it seems!
Enticed to indulge the silent one inside is finally caught when truly sought.
Lured by the sight at hand, but why did the silent one have to stay too?
The silent one holds your every moment in your every thought, 
Even those you always seem to unfortunately forget to redeem!


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Good Advice

the joy of coming together again
is put to the test when the rest 
of the world decides
that this match is impossible
family and friends are concerned again
that all he'll do is break your heart
they say it's time you spread apart
you think it through
you let the influence of others
rock your mind
then you think of his eyes 
how he's always kind
you realize you can make his heart break
by walking out the door
you don't need them anymore
those others who influence pain
and drain the life out of you
it's time they remember that
your life is worth living and it's
nothing but good advice 
that they should be giving


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Cheph 111

 Cheph 111 
Cheph 111 
 
The pilots name was Marylin Mist she was tall and a nerd with glasses and short 
hair parted in the center not too tall but not short at all she wore her flight suit 
loose and was all business. The orders had come in from Central "
"the new star system has a planet 
OBIRON star system 111 has a third sun with a third planet intact 
We are not kidding you Mary (short for Marylin) {a nickname for the stake of this 
story and my poetic liscence is in place) ed.note. 
Mary Mist the planet is called Cheph 111 after the name of the chef on the diner 
of the spacestation in orbit around OBIRON 111. 
We are counting on ewe to get a good crew and fly your white needle nose ship 
the "AMARYLLIS TWO". 
Take as much time as you need your credits are trillions. 
For this trip you are on now there will be no 
More communication with earth 
needle nose ship the "AMARYLLIS TWO". 
Take as much time as you need your credits are trillions. 
For this trip you are on now there will be no 
More communication with earth 
MarylYn the transmission is garbled just continue your mission this has been a 
recorded mess.................................... 
She carefully turned off her laptop and read the latest CHARLAX poem she loves 
the way this poet makes his Private stories to be poems. Then she carefully 
makes her way into the Newtonian City of Bostonia to recruit the crew for her 
infamous star shippe. 
This is the first installment of this epic book poem a science fiction classic hint 
hint to DOUBLDAY books to l()()K at this for serious consideration.ed.note. 
Chapter one: Crew for MarYlin Mist. 
Soon to be released. 
L()()K for this at www.storypen.com/charlax 


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High School Pretense

Write an epic of who you are
Tell me how you're feeling
Play it through this music phase
Just a phase
Just a hobby
Better you have to be better
It's all so superficial
What does it matter
When it's all gonna go away in the end
It's gonna graduate and
They'll give it to you
Like a diploma
You can hang it on your wall 
Second best
Because there's always someone better. 
Live it like your life
Think of nothing else 
but then it goes away
and really you've accomplished nothing
but a couple of petty memories
and a useless outdated skill.


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You reach, I teach

You're drowning in your fear and it cuts deep into me but i won't bleed.
 Looking into your eyes i have seen the trepadation materializing for weeks. 
You won't even utter a whisper, you fall so quickly to your knees and just look up at me. 
I place my hand on your cheek. your skin so soft, so delicate, but so cold. 
You can't help the cards that you've been dealt, but now isn't the time to fold! 
Are you alive or are you falling asleep? 
Get off of your bruised knees. 
Don't let a single tear fall down your cheek. 
Thoughts surface into my mind, but I have never thought that you were weak.
Lift yourself from this wreck, step up to the deck. 
This is not your last night. 
These are precious moments of your life. 
So carry on my darling, I'll always be on your side. 
From dusk till the break of dawn. 
Your heart shows scars, but you are strong. 
You taught me how to reach the stars, now I teach you to believe that you belong. 
Your purpose in this life is now yours to palm.


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VI: The Way Out

Poetry, like music to me creation my way out, my symphony mental, as it all may seem the orchestra plays out so beautifully painted on my brain canvas In Poetry a story of me I'm creating a way out Doors drawn into the floor can't choose an exit so I make four more walk into one so randomly I shoot out falling, but willingly an orchestrated disaster I'm just the narrorator This poetry, this music to me flowing endlessly, my way out to meet my maker, I may be greater and end world hunger, the stronger I be I will create a painless, world so free it would be for all to envy enter creation, vibration, then I make my new religion, your way out.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Moon

                  The Moon 

 When I look up to the face on the moon, I wonder and hope your thinking of me too. 
I miss you with all my heart. 
I hope you miss me too. 
Nathaniel means your a gift from god, well in my heart your a gift from the moon. 
Shining down upon my night to light it up when it's black. 
Beaming down to the ground as i stand there in the dewy field. 
You never steer my wrong, you never take me to a wrong path, and your sweet love takes me through all that is thrown at me. 
The moon is what I stair at every night. 
Thinking and hoping you will still shine your light on me. 
Nathaniel I love you and someday hope to do half of what you've done for me. 


Details | Epic | |

Thinking of you

I can't stop thinking of you
you make me wanna sing the blues
I gave you everything I had
you had to break my heart like that
you said I love you
I thought it was true
you gave me everything and more
I will always love and respect you
forever more.


Details | Epic | |

The Kingdom Key

It was the dispenser and me you see, 
We went around His universal globe.
To you we dispensed our kingdom key.
We took it all around for each to probe.
We were showing it off for so many who believe.
We became life’s essential elements of great size.
Heart pounding and mind blowing are our wise. 
Inadvertently I impenetrably rest myself at ease. 

We demonstrated a flattering tale to a wondrous twist of fate. 
And there it was I found those having too much lack thereof!
We even isolated their last examining scholar updated by faith.
I had not one care even if they swayed to, fro below or up above.
We even set forth a disputed everlasting undeniable act of love. 
We deciphered truth and eliminated lies that could just never be for real.
We posted signs declaring our liberty and justice for every single appeal.
I need not even begin telling you the story of my bending down to kneel. 

I mean like wow we were obvious not the least bit inconspicuous in our style.
Yet, we were condemned and rejected by every single human put to this trial; 
Enough was enough until they all stood in correction tipping scales in defile. 
So I just stood there polishing up on my nails and making myself worthwhile.
I tell you we never have seen anything quite like this before, 
At least not on this magnitude of distance we have traveled.
Genetically speaking elements come alive inside of my core.
Then seeds of life do nothing except to continuously unravel.
Only the great shall succeed and wisdom shall take its place.
Simply put and stating my case,
You are in the center of my naval. 
  
Pre-examined or pre-exposed they all just seem to fade away a bit far, 
So far where once I placed in the hands of an angel my rainbow Star,
But I and my dispenser with our kingdom keys remain clear and free. 
I am born just for you time again we reach for the wholeness of today.
Blessed and be Holy to the seeds that be free holding onto my decree. 
It is like this, with me and mine we are in you in each and every way! 
  
  
   


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A Social Announcement

Two small kids running playing with man made toys.
A house decorated with past memories.
The world stood at their feet one day.
That’s our mother why are her eyes closing by themselves?.
Stand still son act like a man this is a social announcement.
We are attending a meeting push the collar up we need to look neat.
There is no need to worry she needs to get recharged that’s all.
A hand that held mine let go one day no one knew what happened.
Wooden object held up be firm she might get hurt.
Waving of the hand the final rights so dig a little hole.
Buried in deep inside the mud she will rise I believe.
Black hooded tops covering faces get washed up for the next meeting.

(Based on a real life situation)
(Taken from my book called shock)


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BtVS: Shadows of Four

Four individuals come into view,
Ready and able to do what they do. 
Each one is small, and each one is proud. 
In the hours of night, they wait for the fight.

Ah, who but the slayer could stand at such ease? 
With strength and with courage she faces the breeze. 
A lead into battle, as quick as you please. 
She is the hand, she’ll make you believe.

The witch, so friendly with red hair divine. 
Her wit and her charm; she is simply sublime. 
Bright-eyed and able she follows the lead. 
She is the spirit, and magic’s her deed.

The loyal, the commoner, construction supreme. 
He’s more than he looks, he’s more than a dream. 
Laughing through heartache, and smiling through pain. 
The heart keeps on beating, there’s so much to gain.

And what’s to be said about the eldest of these? 
Wonderful, wise, so full of surprise. 
A watcher, librarian; mentor, and friend. 
The smartest and kindest, stalwart ’til the end. 
Always keeping the forces together, 
The mind’s eyes stay open through all sorts of weather.
     
The sun rises slowly, to welcome the fight. 
Our four able heroes awake in the light. 
The sun shines down on each handsome face, 
Their shadows fade into each other’s place. 
A new being is made from the shadows of four, 
Able and ready to win the last war.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Siren Odyssey

Once, A Time, I Was Accused To Be
Like A Siren of The Sea
As Ones In Ulysses’ Odyssey
but, No … That Was Not Me …

Those Sirens, Lured To Death
They Were Lethal Temptresses
Like Myth of Cursed Lilith
Or Like Real-Life, Eve Transgressed

They, With Beauty, and Beckoning Ropes Hung
Bound, Beguiled-Men in Rose-Blossom Arms
And Spoke with Honeycomb-Tongue
But Whose Hearts, Held Hidden Harm-Swarms …

No … I Should Not Be Compared
To Those, with Honor So Blurred
I Have Only Shared and Cared and Bared
… So, In What Way, Have I Erred ?

It Took Many Years To Be
And Much Salt-Water To Rinse Free
From What Others Say and See
And Drown Out Complexity

Yea, I Do Call, I Do Agree …
but, I Sing To The Brave and Eternity
And When I Pray … It Is Holy
And for A Soul's Safety, Only

Oh Yes, I Whisper, Clean and Sweetly
And My Tone Thrills or Trills So Softly
And My Voice Can Arch With Ecstasy
Or Timbrel in Throes – Dawn to Dusk, Sultry

And I Speak Words, As Perfumed Nard
Speak Words, That Leave A Silken, Silver Cord
Or Speak Words of Double-Bladed Sword
… After All, I Am A Female-Bard

And I Want To Learn and Recite More Victories
And Teach Each Other’s Verbatim-Stories
Discover Each Other’s Verbal-Mysteries
And God and My Lord’s Vocal-Oratories

And With The Moon, As Symbol-Shield of Light
Yes, I Rise To Conquer Oblivion-Nights
I Keep Faith and Courage, In Sight
Aglow for Good-Guys and Cowboy-Knights

I’m A Sensual-Woman, and of Sacred-Things
I’m Emotional, Yet … Aim For Deep-Think and Dreams
Now, Some Called The Lord A Glutton, for Eating and Drinking         ( Matt. 11: 19 )
So Some Call Me A Siren, ‘Cause They Want Me To Stop Speaking …

But, Worthy, Be The Ear, That I Speak To
And Shyly Cry and Whisper … My Secrets To
And If Only A True-Higher-Calling, Will Do
Then, I’ll Sound, That Siren, For You …

This Is The Siren Song, You Hear
 Not One, For You To Fear
My Volume, is not Too Loud, But Clear
Singing, Avoid Shadows, Avail Cheer ! !

No … I’m Not Some Fish-Tale Mermaid of The Sea
More Like A Lighthouse, Guiding To Rock, See:                         ( Deu. 32: 4 )
Ever Glowing, Ever Orbing … Audibly …
The MoonBee - Siren Odyssey

Once, A Time, I Was Accused To Be
Like A Siren of The Sea
As Ones In Ulysses’ Odyssey
but No … That ' Isn’t ' Me …


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Irreversable

You can't undo what has been done. 
This bridge has burned. 
I crossed it weeks ago. 
The hour glass has turned over. 
Time has run out like a pen that has bled its last dot of ink. 
You can swim or sink. 
Sink into the whole you have created for yourself. 
It's irreversable. 
You can't go back now. 
No more looking into the rear view. 
Pick up your head or bury it. 
Your eyes have changed.
 I no longer see them shimmer with signs of hope. 
You are up against the ropes. 
You can't go back and rewrite the past. 
Quit looking back. 
I'll break the rear view just look ahead. 
Look alive or you're better off dead. 
What you've done is irreversable. 
Nothing can be changed. 
So pick yourself up and breathe in today. 
Don't look behind just keep walking straight. 
This path has been broken but only you can seal your fate. 
Pick up your head or just start digging your grave. 
Time is too precious to waste.
 The past can't be changed. 
Let it go.


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Little Dish...

Little dish of a thing tiny and humble,
standing tall at the heart of them all,
hose in hand a quiet thing. Said hi to me.
Right there at the beat of the Dark Tower
and I knew before a second or an hour,
that it's true. I said hi to her too.

Her mind carries the Uni.Verse. Not three
digit but more in her eyes, I could see it
recognized. Little dish of a thing washes
the dishes I bring. Sever passes dirty
the plates to sea a washer washing
inside the machine. We said hi on day 2.
Again.

"Do you know high math" when you wash?
Eyes gleaming behind the mist and noise,
the Washer kept watch with silver poised,
for the cleaning. Her layer is steaming hot
and her eyes scream know me not... but,
I befriended her anyway.

Because she plays. There in the Passage and
framed in the Gates our eyes met Lights in a
beam of water and steam our eyes, both gleam.ing
Sounds of the machine are screaming and Time
isn't moving as we See. You are Me echoes
two in recognition in Vision, In Number. Old
schooled and humble in silent knowing we stood
passing the dishes to and fro in and over the
flow of water, eyes burning with a knowledge of
the Ancient Great Fire.

And we hug in exchange of a glance
.... called recognition. Little dish of a wish
I made came true when she called me by
a friendly name too. Then we shook hands
knowing that we'd speak again.
Our arrangements set firm.

The Washer faded Way then.... her eyes pull
back into the Myst and the dishes bang. Only
silence now from the machine...

Good work began...
In a Great Friendship, Just. Beginning.

~In Universal Understanding~
~There Came a Great Land.~


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The Search

If you only had one wish what would it be?
Would it be something that can change your
life completely, or something that will make
you very happy. I have guilt inside, it's just something
i have no power to control, it is something divine
something you've got to respect, because
this is something worth dying for. It is something
we search for but only a few discover. It is something
we thought we already knew but really have no
idea of what this truly means. We've got to respect
it's power, for it is the most powerful feeling in
this world over. It is universal. 

Some people search  for a lifetime and fail, 
and they ask themselves where to find hope. 
I know i can't live without it. I had my shares of happiness
and sorrows and both inspired me in different ways, 
and it's effect can be both constructive and destructive.
We all got to know what we're dealing with. In my
whole existence i have failed to find the truest, purest...
and none of them were able to give their all but i do give it all
and suffered in the sunset.

When will we learn? This is not a game we play and finish
like it's going to be forgotten in an instant. We're going to 
carry this with us 'til the falling of the leaves... 'til the end
of our days. And to me this is something more than anything
you could ask for... you can't and you will never ever going to find
it when you don't believe in it. It is something that comes to you
when you have faith in it. And most of us don't.

And alot of people tried to tell what this is about and what it means
to them and to us but no one really can. It's not enough, never enough
to define something so huge and bigger than us, it is impossible.
We just look at that someone and when you feel it you know it is there.
And you know that moment is special.

To me.......
this is poison, this is heaven... it is good and can be pain.
this is numb, this is feeling... it is passion at it's purest.
Cry at night til the morning. Can't get enough, no nothing is enough.
And you keep asking for more and more even if it hurts most of the time.
Because you need it and you want it and it is worth it.
And if you see it you grab on to it and don't let go.
You cherish it and you don't take that for granted
because what you have is so precious.
And i wouldn't stop drinking it til it runs dry.
And i hope it never runs dry....
And that's my only wish.


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Memo Part V

Here Lies Dr. John Lang
A Good Man Who's  Heart Was Twain
His Last Words Spoken In Pain
"Never, Never, Never Again."




"The End"


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me-o-mai

How can I be what you 
want me to be?

How can I see what you
want me to see?

In the Lords time 
It shall be

Till then...

I can see what He
wants me to see

I can be what He 
wants me to be

Feeling "NO KA OI"
I am Free


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Oil Field Trash

 What is oil field trash is the question most people ask.
   They’re a different breed of people, who take on dangerous tasks.
Very few old roughnecks still have all their fingers or their toes.
   It’s not uncommon for a broken bone or banged up nose.
I started young I worked real hard.
   This old worn out body is my final reward.
Money was great to say the least.
   We could dine like kings at a noble feast.
You had to have lived it, worked the patch.
   And hear that old driller holler, boy you better make em latch.
There was a brotherhood between the crews.
   The more experienced hands reaped the better dues.
The newest hand they call the worm.
   Some of their lingo, just an oil field term.
Once you become a certified member to this exclusive club.
     Everybody will know you at the local pub.
Those old drilling rigs come in all sizes and shapes.
   Once you get it in your blood, there is just no escape.
I don’t know if it’s an adrenaline rush that gets you all fired up.
   But it got me hooked when I was just a pup.
Right now all that is left or just memories and this hidden thought.
   Of a life gone by, and the lessons it taught.
I’m proud to have been one of the oil fields many elite.
   And I think being oil field trash is just pretty unique.
From the ground to the crown, from the rake to the brake.
   Getting old is possibly my worst mistake.


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I Hold No Fear

Tomorrow comes and oh God how it goes!
Do I care, why should I lend all of my spares? 
I’ll never know what tomorrow holds!
“Oh my”, how could I, what is it that I need to do?
Blessed by God, sure he loves me but what about you?
Why today and why tonight I really don’t care! 
I know that I love me no matter what my eyes can see!
Take it all but hold the very last thought that we share! 
My God, My God how I hope you all know what it is that you truly believe!
“Oh my”, capture and redeem my mind!
Complete my being that lives alive inside of me!
God you love me, these eyes have no doubt with that which they can see!
“God”, you know you have done all of this to me! 
Oh how you have loved these things that I can see!
Sheltered, protected, yet, condemned by that which I know you believe!
If I could, I think that I would, but oh God how I do stand here!
Come and get me with all of that, which I know you believe! 
Please God, just come take my all of me! 
I am still here my Lord and I hold no fear!
Tomorrow, hmm just another day for me to believe!
Oh well! Guess I’ll just have to see it through!
Ask me anything and I will tell you! 
I think we all know what it is that we should do!
Escaping the reality of what really should be, 
Oh God, I am so very here do you know what tomorrow will be? 
I’m still here my Lord and I am holding absolutely no fear!
Each morning the Sun rises to approach a brand new day. 
No doubt that I do love me!
Embraced with the thought that you have come just for me, 
I’m engulfed with this moment that I have finally achieved.
Oh my, I know that I could because I am coming to you. 
Where are you my Lord I just need to be so very near!
God you do love me! Oh how I knew that you always would! 
I’ve walked so many miles with you each and every single day, 
And I am still right here my Lord and I hold no fear!

© COPYRIGHT: 1997  ANN RICH


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they had been with Jesus

Peter and John were with Jesus when they healed that lame man
in the presence of the Holy Spirit's graceful and merciful hands
Peter and John had preached the gospel of Christ in the temple
the Sanhedrin tried to halt them from doing what to them was very simple

Peter had once denied Jesus but that was no longer the case
he was now determined to preach the gospel boldly in society's face
they had been with Jesus and considered Him their friend 
they had been with Jesus right up to the bitter end

by the way you walk, the way that you talk and by the way that you behave
that is what people notice in you as being one who is saved
to see the light of the Lord that shines from within you
to feel the presence of the Holy Spirit emanating through

when you walk in the spirit you will discover
to have been with Jesus all truths will be uncovered
a change in you will then take place
an anointing from God's infinite grace
to receive God's spiritual and healing power
that abundant heavenly supply available at any hour
you will then feel compelled to take up your towel of service
to utilize God's gift to you that is your life's purpose

the Sanhedrin Council could not spiritually comprehend
that a miracle had been enacted by those two anointed men
Peter and John were by the Council then released 
the Council wanted them to promise to no longer in the temple preach
Peter and John told them you might as well take our lives
for we will never stop praising our Lord Jesus the Christ
for the gospel is our mission the gospel is our story
the gospel is what we live by and we will give Christ all the glory

don't let the world attempt to stop your salvation
tell them that Jesus died so your life could have justification
tell the unsaved, the unchurched and the devil to get behind thee
for you have been with Jesus and now preach with His authority


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Mankind

Master me in all surfaces
point to history written
rules of selection in whim
await doors still re-open 
kinship prison of mankind


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THUNDER BOOMS

As the Soldier stands ready to fight,
The thunderstorm rolls in with its might.
Turning the day into night.

As the wind sweeps the sand like a broom,
Off in the distance the artillery booms.
Mixed with the sound of the thunder booms.

The Soldier is silent throughout the scene,
With a look that’s calm but lean and mean.
He has no fear because he is with his team.

The thunder gets weak and fades away,
But the Soldier was still standing that day.
Thanks for protecting and showing me the way.

The price for freedom was paid today


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Martin

In a nation of happy faces,
Your children of rainbowed skin
Hold hands, as kin,
Now ignorant of races...
Just as you hoped...

Building walls of love
Brothers and sisters come along
Singing a never ending song
That you and I are apart of...
Just as I wished...

Voices melting, together singing
Form a circle with hands linked
Alas, just after I had blinked,
I see their wall is rising...
Just as we dreamed.




[For Martin Luther King, Jr.]


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Having Friends

No one knows who their true friends are until they meet them.
True friends make you feel good about yourself,
When your happy their happy,
When your sad they're there to cheer you up,
When you cry they feel your pain and cry with you,
When your lonely they try to make your day seem better,
True friends don't talk bad things about you behind your back,
True friends don't stab you in the back,
Your true friends stick with through hard times,
They help you out when you need it,
Thats what having friends is all about.


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Silence quest

Justify in dry leaves faceless
Anger drops washed in eager
Astounding silence quest
Mounts warriors to forget 
What motion surpass in rtyhme
Disguise forgiven blunt 
Same path as all walk 
Silence reveals in palette
Deny blood as its mixed
Friends recall given trust
 


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man of no face

he comes to me,
in the night, in my sleep.
no death i wonder, through which portal came,
he comes to me.

and there i see,
in the truth  , the light.
no prayer unturned, through third eye became,
and there i see.

in the night , in my sleep, death may wonder through the dark,
in the light, in the deep, breath of day through out my heart,

the love of lost, the love of deep and still i sleep, i sleep, i sleep...


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suddeness

there is something in thunder that comforts,
and no one knows why.
the sudden urge to run nude through the forest,
not understanding the need to cry.
nature calls out in agony,
my soul aches knowing your not here with me.
then agian there is something,
and in the something i cant explain...
but, oh how my heart burns in pain.
yet everything is fine as agian i hear,
quite rain dew gather and the sound of earths beating heart near.


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The School's Phantom

The lockers are beaten and bloody
Running water makes the floor muddy
The windows are cracked very sharp
Hallways are black with the music of a harp
Thoughts filled our minds
Wondering what will we find
The tunes of life, The sands of time
We fear we've reached the end of line
The windows were never broken
Realizing now shadow is the last token
We hear a voice right after
Sounding as if it is laughter
Telling us all we are broken
"Again ever after you will see a new token"...


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Friendship

With the rhythm of oceans calm its shore
With the wind of forest shatter to calm in driping rain
Caught branches washed and never comeback in high tides
What needs to be known asked to washing tides in whispering winds
As I told to all, a friend deserves to live endless


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"A Magnificent Madame"

Rare reports about authentic beauty remain filed in a sacred mental safe,

California's most modest brunette was extravagant and brilliant in the sincerest way,

Our introduction was an epic page from a divine stage,

Modern moments without her loveliness leave dwindling aspirations of her bliss given to 

those fortunate to be rewarded the precise kiss,

Destiny provided a suspenseful twist,

Another romantic antic and slap on the wrist,

Authentic optimists never lose confidence when they shoot and miss,

More epic epilogues inspired by your loveliness.


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Simple, Perfect, finished work

A shallow heart so lonely,
bound by sorrow and sin;
is weary, worn and lost ~

A seeking darkness in woe,
travels amid the gloom;
lodging there making that heart it's dwelling ~

A Saviour and friend in love,
encompasses the heart with care;
giving joy in place of sorrow ~

A shedding light amongst the darkness,
filling each void with Mercy and Grace;
claiming the heart which was lost and is found ~

A salvation so sure and secure,
lives within the heart eternally;
forever and forever, Jesus is there!


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The Saviours Will

            ~ GOD~
To change a heart of stone,
To teach His very ways.
To give His guidance,
To guide in every way,
To love so very deep,
to be the Precious One.
This is, The Saviours Will!
 
           ~ HIS CHILD~
To know the change took place,
To learn His blessed ways.
To recieve a guide that's true,
To follow as He leads the way.
To share His love so perfect,
To know He is the Precious One.
This is, The Saviours Will!

             ~ HIS CHILD~
To grow in Grace Devine,
To feast on His Holy Word,
To trust and look to Him.
To teach His Gospel to all,
To give not being found out,
To help even when not needed.
This is, The Saviours Will!