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My Dreams

                                Close your eyes and forget the rain
                                   Dream about the sun and heat
                                          a sunny summer day
                                       Dream of waves who sigh
                                          so quiet on the beach
                              Swimming naked with the one you love


                                       The dream of happiness
                                       is more than the dream
                           A dream about strawberries with cream on
                                Do not forget the roses and violets
                                          that smells so good
                            Running barefoot in the freshly cut grass


                            Close your eyes and dream your dreams
                                 Daydreaming as sweet and good
                      they are secret, I will not share them with anyone
                                  Imagine if life was a dream .....
                                         A wonderful dream
                                 and the world was full of love
                      and intimacy between all the people on earth
                                     My dreams are made of 
                                       hope, faith and love






31.July 2012
Anne-Lise Andresen


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Paranoid love

Tell me that this fear is just paranoia in my mind, 
we're not straining, we're not struggling, 
we're not sinking, we're just fine. 
I'm not perfect my dearest, but damn have I tried, 
and I'll try harder but I know I'll have the same results every time. 
Do you want me all the ways that I am? 
With all the struggles and the tears and the clinging to your hand. 
I fear your getting further and Im left on the shore to stand, 
watching you in the distance with a bullet in my hand. 
Tell me all this worry, its just clutter in my mind, 
tell me not to worry that we're doing just fine. 
Cause Im scared to run you off and I feel Im falling deep. 
And Im so frightened of these thoughts that its getting hard to sleep.
All I know is that the heart wants what it desires, 
because of you the match inside has turned into a fire. 
And I feel the broken glass thats sticking from my skin, 
Wondering if you'll remove the pain or push it back in. 
My hearts frantic wondering if you feel the same, 
pleading and begging for more than just a saying, 
but to feel and to see that im not alone, 
with being in this love thats overwhelming. 
Once I told you that we didnt have a spark, 
but you were lighting up and I was sitting in the dark. 
And this fire, this blaze its wrapped in desire. 
Im terrified to lose you, I think I might die or, 
maybe disappear from all the pieces falling out, 
im going crazy but when i open my mouth, nothing comes out, 
and I cant explain to you why I just need to hold you close, 
why every time you leave Im scared to let you go, 
why these tears are building up behind my eyes, 
all I know is that the heart wants what it desires 
and it desires to be your wife. 
So tell me in my panic, that your words are true, 
tell my my dearest what I mean to you, 
tell me that this paranoia is all within my mind 
we're not struggling, we're not sinking tell me we're just fine


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Another Piece of God's Art



"Slipping into a coma, the emptiness of a dreamless sleep.
Nightmares filling your head, where nothing is what it seems.
You're underground, desperately tryna' find your way out,
tunnels all around, but doors are no where to be found.

The ground has no traction, and you're floating above air.
Tryna' hold on to something, but there's nothing there.
And then you fall, and all you can hear,
is the rippling of your clothes, and the wind in your ear.

And just before you hit the ground,
you feel something grip you, without making a sound.
The next thing you know you're looking into a Man's eyes.
You feel safe but afraid, all at the same time.

That's when you wake, but you were never asleep.
And you're lying in a bed, with the Man at your feet.
He welcomes you to His kingdom, and into His heart,
and He finishes his drawing, another of piece of God's art."

*****************************************************



This poem is about one's struggle to find God. About having to search, and feeling hopeless. Like we aren't really traveling through Hell, but we are searching with no idea which way we are going, blanketed in a coat of black. Like an infinitely deep hole with a small stream at the bottom, and you've just got to hope to find that stream. Then when you think all hope is lost, you realize that He has been sitting there, waiting for you, pulling you out of the darkness Himself, knowing you would look for Him. He accepts us into His kingdom. It's as if we are a piece of art, and he is adding on to us everyday..



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Meeting The Soupers

"Your first poem was an 
excellent poem....you are 
welcome...." Commented 
skat on my first poem.
"Wonderful and deep 
poem....you are welcome 
to poetry soup..." That 
was Poet Destroyer.
"Wow you have touched 
my heart in a special way 
with your poem.....your 
new friend Leonora 
Galinta" said Galinta.
"Well penned" said 
kithinji and so many 
special poets.
Hearty words from these 
unique poets spurred me 
to write better poems.
Which they appreciate.
Poetry soup is safe haven 
where feelings and 
emotions are expressed 
in tangible forms.
An educational enclave 
where different forms of 
knowledge are 
exchanged like two 
hands washing eachother.
Am most humbled to 
meet these dazzling 
gems radiating warmth 
like the sun-a privilege it 
is connect to parts of the 
planet.
I believe we all will meet 
someday,not in the after 
life.
Leonora Galinta is an 
angel to meet,whom I 
admire amongst others.
Love to set my eyes on 
her delicate and graceful 
nature. See her graceful 
carriage, feel her gentle 
hands and smiles as she 
exudes sweetness. I pray 
hand of time will 
backwards when that 
day appears as we walk 
in the woods leading to 
silent deep blue sea with 
gentle breeze 
whispering...... A prolific 
writer as well.
PD will I meet 
someday,love her 
amiable nature,full of 
grace and charm. A 
prolific poetess.
Skat is lovely with her 
immeasurable words of 
encouragement.
Kithinji will I love to 
behold,to learn from him.
Have drink with Robin,
Alian, shake akinyemi, 
stroll with Joe, hv a hike 
with
Sibanda, dine with Ralph 
and you.
Saying hi and hugs to 
Paz Samelo.
Meeting the soupers is 
making a happy family.
   Am gliding like the 
eagle,soaring higher as 
the day pass by.          
you soupers are my 
strength.








Name:Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwu.
(Baron Of Ebullion)


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A Soul With Dreams

I would like to show you something That your eyes can not see It will give you a sense of feeling Allowing your thoughts to run free I want you to look within yourself Only as a simple earthly being Look into your heart for passion Where destiny fulfills your dreams We are here to gain enlightenment That we may pass onto others Not to fill this world with hate Nor to judge one another Through this forever endless search Of needless earthly things We can choose faith,hope and love To surpass all earthly dreams It matters not the type of pillow You may lay your head upon A gift of love was given to all That shall forever carry on Never worship those who enlighten you Only the true creator of all things For with his gift of a soul within us He communicates through our dreams
Dan Kearley:2-21-13


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To touch a dream

Dreams come in many forms
Some are cold and others warm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sometimes reality is clearly seen
Another will soon touch my dream

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Dark Spirit , You Are Cursed

Dark Spirit , You Are Cursed


O', dark spirit of the late night
Which scare are you now bringing
Eyes gouged out to prevent sight
Or tongues cut to stop singing!

O', evil one how dare you creep
Claws scratching along the walls
Evil curses in a wailful weep
predictions of pain filled falls!

O', dark one you will now find
Curse in rage yelled back at you
The resistance in this old mind
A truth cast to give up your due!

Betrayer of light you will fail
Your screams shall not be heard
Skulk back into your evil Hell
Yield you must to Light's word!

Speakers of evil accursed tales
Givers of dark night's frights
Tricksters living in evil shells
Of no use now your false sights!

Master of light protecting me 
Oaths given that always stand
Given fruits of his Son's tree
Eternal gifts in promised land!

Robert J. Lindley , 08-29- 2014


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There is a place

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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THE LAST DAYS

The days seem to go by so fast. there is a void in the air, the birds have lost their vibrant beat, the ocean has lost its luster, the soil feels solid and dry.
 
My soul feels as if it has left my body before my death, my dreams haunt my day, the tears stain my steps, my doctor says that it is depression, I say that it is reality, I am intoxicated by society,I am numb by perscriptions.
 
Why do I feel so isolated within myself? is there no one in my painfully tight shoes? can anyone understand my pain? can anyone melt in my sorrows? why am I this way? why is the world so cruel? why can't I be normal?
 
Wait! I am normal, what am I saying, I know now, the veil has been lifted, humanity is my enemy, the sins that drip from their sweat, the dread that follows their shadows, their souls of black, their intentions of greed pull a shade across their eyes.
 
They are destined for doom, they will not be saved, they will not find salvation, they belittle me, they curse me, they shame me, but they are right about one thing, I am different, unlike them, I will be saved in the last days.


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- Finding God -


    She carries on a dream
    a dream that will take place in a beautiful glimpse

    That the rock will overflow with cream
    Hearts will be opened by the colorful light beams

    The dream and the doors opened tidal stream
    Desire is divine ... looking, she feel like scream

    One way she does not know ... a strange feeling
    The dream, heart, and the mountain redeems

    She found her savior, her God - believe in your dreams





    09.08.2014



    Sponsor:Gail Angel Doyle 
    Contest Name:Finding God 
    

    - Thank you for my 11th place in the contest :)


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Lonely Dreams

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


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Revitalized Love in the Fall of Winter

In the midst of vacant hours, echoes of expressions on opposite ends
are something of the same. Ruminating on questions; questions about
thy and questions about thou intertwined
with the then and the now. Thoughts
prelude to other thoughts of 
thoughts emerging to 
many thoughts.
Consulting and
considering 
the death
and birth
of us; is thy
disinclined 
to shed the 
events upon the
ground transformed
from a dream out of a
dream to this dream only of us?
A coherent argument it is, that the
memories back on yesterday brought us 
here today...But, when thy and thou bodies
meet and descend upon each accreting to the singular; occupancy
quickly overcomes vacancy leading the thoughts of many thoughts effaced.
(Sigh)...Thy and Thou love bolsters all the more today than back on yesterday.


Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT

12-11-2012


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A Soul Awakened

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


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A Beautiful Reverie

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


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WISH UPON THE STARS

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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





Details | I do not know? | |

my dream

i dream of a place where i have not been
a place that would satisfy me deep within

i dream of a song i have not sung before 
a song that would open every freedom door

i dream of a better Southern Africa
united nations and generations would take us far

i dream of a tribe of kings and queens
a place where there's better food than maize and beans

i dream of smiles in every ebony face
of different colour feet running the same race

i dream of a big African dictionary
where AIDS and poverty are not part of the vocabulary

in my dream i hear God's voice deeply say
"dreams come true, and if you believe, this one may!"


Details | Light Poetry | |

NEW BEGINING

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

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

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

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


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The Poetry of Hope

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

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

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

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


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" I HAVE A DREAM !!!"

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


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Embrace My Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | I do not know? | |

Dream On

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


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Faithful

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


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Thoughts and Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

White

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

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


Details | Ballad | |

A Child's Dream Come True

As the sunsets at the end of the day,
And the night begins to fall,
So, does all the dreams of all the little children,
In their own wonderlands of their own,
Wishing and thinking of great things to come,
Hoping their parents will make these dreams come alive,
Cause dreams to children should become bright and gleam,
And all to them more than just alive,
All children want is hopes and dreams to become true,
But if you can teach them how to work hard at them,
They too can make their dreams become their own reality,
For any one person works hard enough,
At what they want in life,
They can have any one thing they want,
All they have to do is work really hard to make it real,
For believers can believe in themselves,
And strive to work toward making their own goals,
Their very own come true,
Which gives more satisfaction in life,
Than things being handed to you,
So always strive for the best,
And all your wishes and dreams can come true,
In your life if you want them too.


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Mind and Sound

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




Details | Ballad | |

Broken Dreams

  Do you believe in the things that you've always known,
Can you understand the things you've been shown.
   Is it the visions you see that make you believe,
Or is the feelings you get when you've been deceived.
    The pain you feel a never ending ache ,
Tearing your heart and soul from you every day.
    Time ticks slowly pounding away at you,
Throbbing heart breaking and there's you can do,
    Must I settle for these lost and broken dreams,
Because it has all the signs that what it seems.
    How much should a man endure to find his way,
It cant possibly be like this hard for me every day.
    There is nothing so frustrating as being so confused,
Especially when you've discovered that you've been used.
    I will get through this lonely phase I have no doubts,
But I'm sure there will come a day I'll figure it all out.
    Cautiously I walk the path that's been laid before me,
In faith I will continue for I know he will let me see.
    Life will be thrown at you in so many different ways,
I will be prepared for these things for the rest of my days.
    Broken dreams will be the learning tree for me to grow ,
Living my life with Joy Happiness is what I'll always Know.
tac


Details | Free verse | |

DON'T QUIT

Life is just a dream learn to live it
if dreams die you are lost
like the wind in the rain.

Don't quit when times are hard,
just put your faith and trust in God.
He will smile on your path like
a blooming flower at dawn.

Never give up when trials come
your way,
God is on your side if you kneel
and pray.
Quitters never win the race,
why quit on your faith and be
a disgrace?

Life is a dream when you can sleep
not only to dream but to change
others around you.

Let your light so shine before men like
the moon kissing the world with her
brilliant kisses in the serene dark night.

Don't quit and give up on your dreams
losers never reach the mountain
nor soars the skies like an eagle.

You can be like the eagle flying across 
the sea and forget your miseries.
Learn to dream big dreams by putting
your trust in the Lord.
He will bring your dreams into a reality
when you refuse to doubt and quit.

Don't quit on your dreams,your days
will be bright when you trust in God
for your heart to delight.Never give
up and quit on your dreams,if your
dreams die you are just a dry leaf
laughing in the stream. 

By:Gideon Cecil


Details | Epitaph | |

BABY

written 28th oct 2012

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

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

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


Details | Narrative | |

A Land Bearing Green White Green

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



Note: 
This 
is 
poem 
full 
of 
Nigeria 
political
 angst.


Details | Narrative | |

Two Trees

Oh tree to my right how you mirror the left
Tree on the left, with great vigor you grow
When waters run dry, your roots search below
To the ends of all branches; lush fruits like Eden
Hundred thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my right what phantom did come
Yielding fruit no more; nor vivid leaves to sway
All branches have ceased, no more but a stump
Fifty thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my left so valiant, so true
A whip of your branch & firm grip of the wind
To the right, one seed you give; let life grow anew
Solitude tis as fire bound for a tree, a simple truth to all
Fifty thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my right; look, now you're grown
As was, now are; from the tree to the left came your rebirth
Teeming with life & beauty displayed
Hundred thousand leaves dance in the wind


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Wake from Anxiety

Do dreams come true? Certain as the sea is blue I know that somewhere grass is greener Lands that sleep brings ever nearer Where rainbows sail across the sky Just follow them and hope to find A pot of gold, full, overflowing With galleons and silver pieces Good wishes, butterfly kisses And I will dip my hand inside To take for me all of what´s mine But then I wake and it all fades In light of stark reality Where everyone and everything Is so much more intimidating And every choice, move or decision Seems like a be all end all mission So when it comes to push or shove Moment of truth, ready or not Will I fall or will I fly? Will I even dare to try? To grasp these thoughts and make them real For they all say don´t think just feel If you want it then just take it Neat and simple Like a dimple Doesn´t seem so complicated And still yet I hesitated It is somewhat paralyzing All this nonstop analyzing Evaluating calculating Listing all the pros and cons And thousand possible outcomes Mind keeps spinning round and round And when it stops what will be found? I´ll never know with time enough Doubtlessly hindsight´s the stuff It makes me yearn and moan if only This or that I´d not be lonely So wait not waste not Seize the day, take a chance The dawn may change the circumstance For better or worse Whatever the course Just do it, close my eyes and jump Have faith I will survive sans bumps And though the landing likely won´t be Exactly like I pictured it That doesn´t mean the choice was wrong ‘Cause when all is said and done I´ll still look back with satisfaction For I had the strength and gumption To risk it all, answer the call To take control I took the hits And it was worth it!


Details | Ballad | |

I WILL AND I CAN

I'm going through and i can
Tomorrow there 'll be a sun
After the storm rainbow comes
Someday I will hear the beat of the drums.

Watching my dream fades away
Hoping to see it once again someday
Nothing left on me anymore
But I 'm going to stand once more.

I promise to keep on moving
Even these fears keep on striking
Hardly trying to take me down
I 'll give it a continuous round.

I 'll never let it end like this
Though I 'm staggering and feeling selfless
Tomorrow I 'll get it done
This heart says I will and I can.


Details | Rhyme | |

Together,Forever

I call it a blessing from above
And I know everyone wants this to have
Everyone is looking for it
But only few can found it

I'm lucky I'm one of that few
And I've been blessed to found true love in you
It's like a dream came true
To be loved by the guy I loved too

To you,I felt the undefined happiness
For me,for all the guys you are the best!
And I want you to stay for the rest of my life
Coz' I really need someone like you in my life

I consider you as a blessing sweetheart
So I give to you my sincere HEART
I love you forever
And I hope that God will guide us to be together..forever


Details | Prose | |

Goddess

They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind 
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.


Details | Free verse | |

Final Adieu

Final Adieu

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

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college


Details | Rhyme | |

I had a dream

I Had A Dream.

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Narrative | |

When

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

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

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

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

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

sickness, depression, anger


Details | Light Poetry | |

DREAM WORLD

In the dream world where reality becomes a fantasy 
And fantasy becomes reality.

The impossible is made possible and death becomes no threat. Mountains turn to a plain ground and are surmountable.

In the dream world I can do the impossible and see the invincible. I can spread my wings, soar and fly through the clouds reaching the altitude of my fortune and destiny.

In the dream world I am unstoppable and unquestionable, conquering all my adversaries. The treasures of this world are at my disposal, kings and kingdoms are my subjects.

In the dream world wishes don’t count but choices are made. That is why I have made the choice to have you as mine forever. In my dream world where there is no pain but gain, no distress but fortress, no cross but crown.


Details | Light Poetry | |

You Alone

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

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

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

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

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

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

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

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

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



Details | 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 | Ballad | |

New Year's Eve

Can’t think about the Year that didn’t last
Can’t fight the time and how it passed so fast…
Voices were cheerful that night
Everyone was full of silver light

I heard the sounds but didn’t care
I couldn’t help but only think and stare…
I dreamed of love that possibly I’ll never share
And of life that was just like a fairytale.

In that second of complete despair
I saw the moon and realized it was all a dare
Then your voice whispered in my ear
Promising me all I needed to hear…


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

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


Details | Blank verse | |

Mother, Forgive Us

Mother,
I used to walk in dark places and know that I was safe.
Because I knew that I loved you.

Mother,
I have abused my brothers and sisters.
I have contaminated your purity with murder.
I have raped your daughters.
I have kidnapped your children.
I have brought your blessed bosom to the brink of destruction.

And now, even when I walk in daylight I do not feel safe.
For now I am aware of what I have been to you.
Worse than a prodigal, I have endeavored to exploit the very mother who nurtures me.
And now that I have worsened whatever imbalance was in you before I arrived,
I endeavor to flee you like a coward through the grace of an oblivious savior.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of water.
I have dreamed a dream of living water.
And in this dream Jesus, my Savior, told me that he was not oblivious.
And in this dream Jesus told me that he was fully aware of my crimes against you.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of fire.
I have dreamed a dream of unquenchable fire.
And in this dream Jesus reminded me that I was sent here to heal you as you taught me of manhood.
And in this dream Jesus told me that if I could not love you, my mother, who I could see, then how could I love my Father in heaven who I could not.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of air.
I have dreamed a dream of whirlwinds.
And in this dream I breathed in the breath of forgiveness and I realized that it was not too late for us.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of earth.
And in this dream, Mother Earth, I see you and us together, fighting for our freedom.
Fighting against the delusion that our fates are not eternally intertwined.

Mother earth,
Please forgive us.
For true, we have betrayed you.
But it is not too late.

Mother,
I promise you that as sure as my savior is in heaven we are going to make it.

Mother,
I present myself to you as a living witness.
The Lord has not forsaken us.
For within our DNA is the secret to your healing and the end of our insanity.

Mother,
Thank you for loving and protecting me, even as I raped and wounded you.
And now it is my turn.

“In the name of Jesus, the earth and all of the earth’s inhabitants are one mind, heart, and body.  In the name of Jesus, we are one person, one planet, and one purpose.  In the name of Jesus, the lion will soon lay down with the lamb and this beautiful sound, this sound of the sacred Gaia will know harmony!!” 


Details | Free verse | |

Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


Details | Free verse | |

Bravery

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


Details | Imagism | |

I wish there was a star:

I wish there was a star:
That knows what's inside my heart
Listen to my troubled thoughts
That talks to me when no one else is there
And call my name when it has been forgotten,
To make me shine when sadness is letting me down;
Truly, I wish there was a star:
That understands me better,
To bring back the smile stolen from me
And take me along in its journey, 
To a valley where all things shine happily
Where joy blossom every morning, every night
Lives decorated with anointed perfection;
Yes, I believe there is a star:
That loves me most
That sings my birth song,
Inspires me to fulfil my vows
And journey with me beyond the borders


Details | Light Poetry | |

Butterfly

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


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

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

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

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

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

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Flowers Heal Our Pains

Flowers heal our pains 
Not in all seasons 
Only if spring sustains 
Flowers heal our pains
And grow up when love rains 
For no reasons 
Flowers heal our pains
Not in all seasons!


Details | Sonnet | |

Valentine's need apply

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

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

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

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

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

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

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

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

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

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

So It Was

So it was that the night transcended peacefully over my head
Taking me through thick clouds,landing me upon parched land
Spilling  tranquil moments into daylight complexity.
So it was that I found myself among a crowd of unfamiliar people
People who I have perhaps seen in the city or on TV 
So it was that an influential woman hosted a dinner in a sizable hall in town
A gloomy  dinner with little food just to wet the appetite of the starving crowd.
So it was  that  the courageously dressed host gave a short speech to amuse the
hungry lot, while her husband stood silently summarizing the plot.

So it was that she gave a short speech when everyone was expecting her to preach but the starved guests devoured the tiny portion and scrambled through the door. Hundreds of them instantly streamed through the hallway leaving the host to deeply ponder.So it was that the host came running to me pouring out her heartfelt misery."The people did not interacted",  she said, "they just swallowed the food and fled". I told her not to worry they came for dinner because they were hungry.

The night still had me bounded taking me from town to town,
Propelling me into another space, showing me Saudi riyals all over the place.
So it was that I entered this remarkable place and an official man came through a little gate. He handed me a stash of Saudi rial, piled up with one hundred notes with three one riyal notes to keep afloat.I separated the 100 notes from the one riyal notes and muse deeply over such astounding happenings hoping to find some plausible answers. So it was that as I stood there, the woman and her husband that hosted the dinner appeared.The authoritative man  tenderly placed some riyal in their empty hands.The husband seemed very pleased but his wife was intensely displeased. And so it was that she walked away and uttered these words in dismay,"I will see to It".

The nights mystery kept me drifting and  wandering all over the city
forcing me to submit to its rigorous rules.With nothing to say I drift with the night all the way. So it was that I ended up in a beautiful church in the center of town and walked silently in the church hoping to get some encouraging words.But the entire right section of the pews was blocked off and covered with a tall screen from the back leaving  just the front row vacant.Whats the meaning in all of this I tried so hard to understand but nothing seemed to fit.

Three women dressed in white sat composedly towards the back on the left side of the pews.Two of them sat on the very last rows while the other sat further up leaning her back against the corner  praying. And so it was that I walked through the pews praying a powerful prayer. I held the hands of the women sitting in the back rows and prayed ''Luke 12: 22-30 from the scriptures with them.

 "Then He said to His disciples,Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; nor about the body, what you will put on. Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothing. Consider the ravens, for they neither sow nor reap, which have neither storehouse nor barn; and God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds? 25 And which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature? If you then are not able to do the least, why are you anxious for the rest? Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothes the grass, which today is in the field and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will He clothe you, O you of little faith? “And do not seek what you should eat or what you should drink, nor have an anxious mind.For all these things the nations of the world seek after, and your Father knows that you need these things. But seek the kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added to you."

So it was that I walked up to the third woman and prayed with her when suddenly the man and woman that was hosting the dinner walked towards the right of the church straight up to the front row.And so it was that as I walked towards them to pray, the night grabbed me vigorously and tossed me back into my bed. I woke up at three fifty eight am at the crack of dawn and mulled over the strange nights adventure.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  ©2014 Christine Phillips


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Questioning Life

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


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Haikus About God: III

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


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My Best Friend

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


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CHOICE OF LIFE

written 29th June 2013



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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No Job Can't Pay the Bills TRY JESUS


Here I sit, uncertain of what lies ahead.
I’m still wondering how my family will be fed.

I once had a job that provided a sense of “security.”
Now I don’t…  And I have a lot of uncertainty!

I have unpaid bills, and I’m not sure what to do.
I’ve asked for help.  But not sure who to turn to!

I get discouraged, and feel life “pulling me down.”
I’ve tried just about every job that’s in town.

The dreams I had, have been shattered and smashed.
At times, I feel like I’m just “a piece of trash.”

My wife tried to support me, the best that she can.
But she doesn’t know me…  Or even understands!

Dear Jesus…  You’re the only left that I haven’t tried.
There’s been many nights I laid awake and cried!

I read in the Bible, where your love for me is real!
When I call on your name...  There’s a love I can feel!

Whatever happens, please help me Lord, to trust you!
Whatever tomorrow holds, may I still love you!

I know that you’re a foundation, that I can stand on!
Jesus is a friend!  That I can always depend on!

Jesus, if I lose everything that I have or that I hold on to...
My I always remember your faithfulness
 and never forget you!

Here I stand… With my burdens lifted from me!
It’s because of Jesus!  And how much he loves me!

I praise HIS name!  And lift my hands to the sky!
He’s in control now!  I don’t have to ask the reason why!

Jesus…  Please take control of my worries and desires!
Above all of my problems, I lift your name up higher!

By Jim Pemberton


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Words of Life

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

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


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

*chorus*

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

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

*Chorus* 

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

*chorus*

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

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


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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


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Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?


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Haikus About God: IV

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


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Work

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


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


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Goodnight

Is life worth a try?
Would I be living a lie?
If I smile, would it break?
If I laugh, would it be fake?
I see the tears from the sky and me
See how self doubting I can be
The feeling of damp grass
The moment that's bound to last
The ways I could wash away
All the people who have gone astray 
Is it me to blame?
When can my feelings be tame?
Why is this world so dark?
When can I actually make a mark?
The tears all fall down
Ive been given a permanent frown 
Standing out is not a choice
Cant risk screaming with my voice
The sky is now dark blue
How many insults were true?
I wish I could be pure
They all hate me, I'm sure 
All eyes watch me every move
So much that i want to prove
why do i still put up a fight?
Why shouldn't i just say goodnight?
i don't have anyone to miss
could death give me a dark ending kiss?
Is there a reason for me to be here?
I all i can feel is numbing fear
I just want to feel the sun shine
To feel happiness throughout my spine
But that is just a dream
That will float away with my desperate scream
Help is the word i always say
I ask for it everyday
And what do i get?
I pile full of regret
I think it's time
To end my faith, my suffering, my rhyme


Details | I do not know? | |

Brown m and m's in a brandy glass

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

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

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

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

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

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


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TIME TO TIME

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

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

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

by: olive_eloi
oct. 22, 2013
2:21am
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The Risk of Choice

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


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A Kind and Gentle Man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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


Details | Carpe Diem | |

I

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


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The Magik Of Love

Reflections in the mirror were getting scary I could not carry the weight of my pain it almost took my life to learn to love again for I have made a friend somewhere along my long lost way I hope that I helped him just a fraction of how he helped me maybe that single thought is what finally gave me my peace enough to release so much stolen energy Now I am not afraid to walk where the streets are hot for I thrive in Hell's kitchen where the devil stirs my pot for I now have him quiet tame I sacrificed my dragons at the alter of my name and now you are my slaves any time I need I'll call upon my superhero's to come and rescue me like my Saint Toni who swept me off that bridge and showed my how a death can be the greatest reason to live for she was the seed to grow my Eden then a man from a foreign land gave me something in myself to believe in the magik of Love.


Details | ABC | |

A healthy Kenyan Ego Poem

A huge ego breaks off love’s embrace,
A tiny ego slips off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A selfless ego suffocates from love’s embrace,
A selfish ego wards off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A super-visual ego overshadows love’s embrace,
A deep-seated ego is colonized by love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A healthy ego humbly looks above,
A healthy ego can lead and also serve...

Its nerves know not pressured blood,
But developing it is almost hard!


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A person I've met before

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Catching Fire

Catching Fire
Some of us are watching the skies for works of fire
While some of us are quietly catching it.

Which are you?


Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Frontier

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Dream

Life to be lived
I have realized to appreciate
The heart must answer destiny’s call
And find the courageous steps
To move forward with a goal in mind
Guiding thoughts on paths of inspiration
And pray that love, laughter and pure bliss
Will be the faithful companion by my side
That when days seem dark
And the day’s challenge seems a cold tiding
Will decorate the soul with bright promise
For the dream perched upon the heart
Sings the sweetest melody
So that when the soul listens
Hears the music of tomorrow
And dances to a faith that won’t die
I am no stranger to this world
Where life to be lived and lived fully
The dream must be breathed and embraced daily


Details | I do not know? | |

Love over Hate

Broken promises
Meaningless words
Empty feelings
Secrets unheard
Thoughts racing
Heart wondering
Feet pacing
Tears thundering
Illusion of love
Faking of fate
Imitation of above
Leaking out hate
Purity in the day
Darkness at Sun fall
Finding a way
To conquer it all
We unite
Infiltrate
We Fight
Love over hate


Details | Quatrain | |

Lifting Me Up

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Just Takes One A Personal One

What I’m saying right now happened to me last night.
I was in Spirit dreaming, when out of the dark came a white light.
It radiated, it glared brightly and I thought “it hurt a bit”,
My eyes were not accustomed to it.

A whisper spoke and said in a comforting voice,
“The Lord knows your needs; He’s giving you a choice.”
That shook me to my roots “You’ve been given a gift, 
To pen in verse, help your brethren to give them a Spiritual lift.”

I rolled and opened my eyes, sweating and numb,
It bothered me, because I know I’m not dumb.
This dream was vivid, it was a flashpoint.
An Angelic voice, telling me I’m to be a writer of sorts.

This dream was not a nice one, 
I worked in a foundry, dumping corpses in ovens.
I have to say it shook me to my core.
But the dream had a reason this I was sure.

It was as if I was looking down on myself,
I worked in this foundry, all persons dead, no one else.
The lunch bell rang; I’m assuming this I’m sure.
Because instantly I was standing on a hill. 
I knew the cure!

How I knew don’t really know, it’s my inner voice.
You know the one, the Holy Spirit whisper,
The one that gives you no choice.
The foundry representing fallen souls to the eternal final pit.
They (the souls) were thrown into a vat and that was the end of it.

If as Christians we listened to our Spiritual Father, 
There would be blessings, as individuals we would all gather.
The fallen ones, the souls with no help, no future, no true home.
The “trickster” the evil one, cheats all fallen souls from entering God’s Kingdom.

So my talent, God given of course; all praises to Him.
Told me to say, be vigil on guard, the trickster is the master of sin.
Listen to your Spiritual Father, He’s telling us at this time.
To repent, pray, trust Him, or you’ll be that person in the basket and 
That’s the real crime.

It ends when the lunch bell rings twice, I am assuming, 
Tell the worker to come back to work.
I cannot, will not, could not go back to those iron works.
That is when I saw evil, the building, the spiritual trickster.
Looks good, smiles okay, then changes instantly and I see him
As he is, a petty fixer.

Don’t my Brothers and Sisters be deceived any longer,
The devil of old, that serpent, isn’t getting stronger.
His time is disrupted when writers, who all pen God’s 
Mighty sword, “the pen”.

And we just save one from the vat, from the foundry
You help put a Brother or Sister in our Lord’s Kingdom.

			Robert Ball
			August 21, 2011


Details | I do not know? | |

The Traveller's Unclaimed Land

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


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

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

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

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

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


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Starry Dreamy Night

I found myself sweating last night
From a dream I shared with you in perfect sight, 
The place is dark, a corner without a light
You pulled me agressively, I felt uptight! 

I heard your urging breath, so warm, so sweet
Planted owning kisses on my nape indiscreet, 
As you own me wildly, felt you were in
I can feel the rushing pumps you made in between! 

Oh, but at the wanting of this dream's delay
Woke up sweating; grabbed my robe; got up from where I lay, 
Cold water didn't help cease the burning chill
This starry dreamy night, I feel that sizzling dream still.

Starry, starry night, as I look outside
Saw the vast sky and I felt chill inside, 
Wrapped myself and whispered, "Where are you tonight?"
Hear my starry dream, hold me forever tight...

And I whispered as I saw the falling of the shooting star
Crossing my fingers and stared from where it will fall afar: 
"I wish I may I wish I might, 
Have my wish I wish tonight!" 

Inner Whispers


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Dedication To All Those Who Feel Lost

When you are far from home,
Never give up on life,
Cause your family,
Will always be with you,
In you caring heart,
Even when the times,
Get difficult and tough,
And make you want to give up,
They are always there,
For you to turn too,
And show you a way,
To find the peace,
And happiness you need,
In your caring and loving life,
So that one day,
You will find the true love,
That you most certainly deserve,
For that loving heart,
Which is a true fact,
It is a very big heart that cares,
For more than just the person you are,
But those around you,
And the family you have in your life.


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Dream on

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


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I Have a Dream

I have a dream that someday
I will be able to feel free,
of all my cares and worries
and show just who I can be.

I have a dream that someday
I will really enjoy my life,
and learn how I can become
a better mother and loving wife.

I have a dream that someday
I will be able to face my fears,
and overcome my troubles
I have carried all these years.

I have a dream that someday
something good will head my way,
if I keep going like I have been
I will never see that day.

I have a dream that someday
I can make it on my own,
have the courage and the strength
to change without feeling so alone.

                    For the contest DREAMS

                     written October 19,2009


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The Puzzle

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


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if i only had a dream

if i had a dream it would be to be unique
to be able to turn black and white in the night light
to have arms that stretched long enough to hug the entire globe
with vision so clear that i could see into tomorrrow
and hearing so great that the deaf could communicate
with taste buds so intense that the worst would still taste like the best
and so rich that i could buy poverty from the human waste line
to have hair so long that the crippled could slide home on
and a heart so big it would beat for mankind
to live in a castle with a million rooms to shelter homeless form the storm
and a refridgerator so enormous the food keeps going on and on
my brain will be gigantic and will take over this corrupt world
pinky and the brain shall run for office and a woman will riegn
since this is only a dream that wont come true 
i guess i also dream of pigs that really flew


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Close your eyes and dream with me

Close your eyes and dream with me

the way things are suppose to be

the Love inside will set us free.


Close your eyes and dream with me

the way things are suppose to be

the burdens we carry lets share today

Lets do things in our Lords way.


Close your eyes and dream with me

lets walk in the way He made us to be.



Close your eyes and hear His voice

things are crazy in this world of pain

close your eyes and let Him lead

also help me see His truth in me.



My life bounces back and forth

close your eyes and dream with me

on how things are suppose to be.



Help us Lord to live free

in your way,please reveal

Your heart to me.



Close your eyes and dream with me

Take my hand and walk with me

to the ends of the earth

show our true worth

His love in us,

this is the way its suppose to be.



Close your eyes and dream with me.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


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In your memory

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

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

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


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


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Delusive Dream

Delusive Dream This world offers up A truly Delusive Dream To make myself happy, By taking milk from the cream. Giving to others leftovers, Not the best of which we’ve been blessed; Selfishness succeeds in this; We fail heaven’s test. Expensive homes and cars fail us; We become complacent so soon. Our souls are still empty; Filled only with darkness and gloom. With a world full of hunger And for water many do thirst, So how can we build mansions With pride to falsely burst? The Delusive Dream of satisfaction Can’t be filled by worldly things. Nothing permanently satisfied us— Whatever wealth itself brings. It’s only by doing for others And showing God’s love along the way, That brings true satisfaction That in the heart does stay. The world’s so caught up in the delusion Of this false Delusive Dream, That material things bring happiness— For others it may seem. The Delusive Dream is a lie Created for our deception. It’s loving others that brings happiness and true heart-felt satisfaction! Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


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Tea Bag

Clock ticking
Time for tea
Opening the tea box
Fingers sink into the peach flavor
The light on the electric kettle flickers
Pouring the hot water in a crystal cup
The tea bag ready to dive 
Time to infuse the aroma
Sigh 
Waiting for the tea to brew
The cup is taken 
Blissful unity to be sipped
The drip into the mouth 
Awakens the senses
Back to another day of finances


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Enjoy This Place

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


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Choices To Face

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


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Your Only Friend

     YOUR ONLY FRIEND       
Out of the night she's called for you
and raised you from a restless sleep
into the life you're going through,
into the life you can not keep.

She's known by all, her name is Death,
you see her, then you realize,
she is your very final breath
and you have seen it in her eyes.

You look again, to clear your head
but truth is truth, and now you know,
your book is finished, it is read,
and now it's time to go.

So long you wondered who she was
if she would ever be a friend,
but now you see the love she does,
and it is there beyond your end.

She whispers all the things you've done
and sings them in her song
each rising star, each setting sun,
it all played out, but played out wrong.

And there is nothing here for you,
so welcome her, she is your end,
and go to where you must go to
to know sweet Death, your only friend.
        ©  ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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The Settlement of the Four Ligures

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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TEARDROP BLOOD

as we face the end of the music,
faced with mistaken thrills.
as teh agenda of a destiny unfolds;
better left to be untold,
about the aftermath trauma,
livelihood in the hood drama.
situations that are just not scenery;
sweat of blood with every tear,
packs a punch with every tear,
full of weariness,
not to mention teardrop mixed with blood.
not even novacane can stop the hurt of the clot;
missing the thrill of the aftermath showdown,
missing pieces of morality not shown.
like beating down the edge of a clef note,
rare but possible to do.
unworthy throw down faced with a mistake,
with unknown meaning of teardrop blood is at's stake.
unfulfilled unworthy desire pass you by,
self eanial worthy,


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Like A Sytematic Automatic Replay

This record player has a switch
Then there is the pitch and ditch


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To live, flightless birds

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

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

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

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

“To fall! To fall, and to die!”

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

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

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


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The death of Syria

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

                                                By Larry Hays  
                                                                                                 
                 
                 


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Some Dreams

Some dreams have no answers some dreams make no sense
Some dreams last forever perched upon a Razor-wire fence

Some dreams make us empty, other dreams make us whole
I once rode the breath of a dream right straight into my soul

Sometimes I search for answers to questions I have never thought
I used to think every dream had a price and it could be bought

I learned that dreams, which can be bought, are not dreams at all
Just another way for some fool to bang his head against the wall

I pray all throughout the day, in the circle I burn my sage
Isn’t everyday of our lives another beautifully written page

This is the way I have come to believe, it is everything that I see
Sometimes what is, is not what was, but it is as it should be

Life is made for living and we must all choose our path
The good, bad, happy or sad, it is up to us to do the math

So what does this poem mean have I not written it so clear
Dreams, schemes and old routines can drown our soul in tears

So if we are unhappy about the lives that we have come to live
Lets rely on a dream with Jesus Christ teaching us how to give

When we are willing to give all we have, the Lord will
make sure we will always have something to give. Be
strong in who you are and what you believe because in
the end you will pay the price of your actions. Let your
Soul be where you seek your answers for Christ lives
with-in each of us. Our mistakes prove we are human
our salvation proves we are redeemed and our love is
what proves we are saved. I love all of you more than
i could ever say. I hope that Gerard Keogh Jr. reads
this poem for i wish to dedicate it to him. What a
wonderful gift his poem to many of us was.


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On The Track

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


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bright star

got up today feeling a bit lost but happy 
got up with a rush of feelings took me away
looked around , no one was there 
don't worry it is always this way , so , i took my jacket anD closed the door 
had no idea where to go but the wind was trying to tell me something 
something i couldn't hear clearly but it gave me a huge energy
love , passion , visions , and a loT more 
kept walking and walking sometimes running through this world 
wanted to scream and let the people know who i am 
where were all of this ? where was i ? 
i spent my years trying to impress the wrong person , trying to fit when i was born to stand tall
made the wrong decisions , shut my mouth and never had the words 
but oh if you could see me now ! would you recognize me ?
this life is so much fun full of greatness and hope 
i wish you could see that , i wish you could take off the dust 
bring colors to your world and shine up like a bright star 
that took me so long but believe me it is worth
worth the pain worth the fight and worth the stuggeles
goodbye old me , goodbye mask 
time for me to fly , i would be glad if you joined 
come up here , push you can make it 
when you do i will tell you a secret 
i shal tell you .. this is what the wind was telling me 
yeah i can hear it now ....


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To Dream or not to Dream

We all have dreams, big and small.
Some live a dream, body and soul. 
They have the means to live it all! 
Some have the means to live a dream.
But have no heart to live the dream.
I wonder why they have to dream! 
If they can't live the dreams they have! 
If dreams recur, it means they love.
I wonder how they treat such love! 
Your dreams would like to see the light.
They've got so sick of every night.
So, set them free or bury them.
And you have lost a priceless gem.


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DREAMING

A dream is something to try and strive for
A dream is something that could be more. 
They say dreams never do come true
But they are wrong, I say they do.
What is a dream if you can’t achieve it
What is a dream if you don’t believe it
Please dreams never go away, I want them to last
Dreams are also lost thoughts from our past
I dream of memories that are past, or experiences to come. 
Too many dreams, I just need one
I sleep so there for I must be a dreamer
I love Jesus so there for I know I’m a believer 
So many dreams of mine are unwritten songs
To which I've known the words all along
Dream till the night, has no more dreams for me, 
Sometimes I wish I was living in a dream, So I can feel free.
Free from the limits of reality
To me a dream you keep, 
It is important that every time you dream you seek.
I dream of  today, which is good for tomorrow, 
And when I think of yesterday, it’s only a memory of happiness and no sorrow.


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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.


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Make the difference

As others smile u have frowned 
As others have cried u just broke down
u have no sorrow u have no pain are the lies we all tell today
As they scream
As they fight 
As they kick and hit
As they all hate 
u hide 
When all is lost when you see no hope 
All you see is the death or your fate
You have not yet discovered what you are destined here for 
but you have no desire at all to find out you my dear are in dought of your ability to scream and shout 
You have the will You have the power shout your thoughts from the highest of towers. You were put here to make a change how can you do that when you dont believe in fate when you have no desire you are able to use your pain use your sorrow and use your anger to make a difference yet you are becoming no different then what you now hate.


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Embers of a dream

Lord, I don't understand.
Maybe I never did.
The destination of the path seemed so grand,
yet now it looks horrid!

Why?

The dragon You've placed, mine to fight
still breathes fire and brimstone in my neck,
but I'm armoured with incapability to smite
and the cobblestones You paved lead to this wreck.

Why?

I dreamt of the moon,
but couldn't reach the stars,
so I drifted into the sun and soon
I would be burnt with scars.

Why shroud my mind with dreams of peace at daylight's bend,
yet shred it with horrors at night?
Why let me pursue a rainbow when 
there never was an end?

The past is bathed in murky waters
and clothed in miry clay.
Now the future looks no better
and mere words can't express what I wish to say.

Lord, here I lay at Your mercy,
angry and heartbroken.
You don't make mistakes and You set free.
Please, I beg be my beacon!
Loose the shackles,
break the chains
that I may serve You again.
Show me the true way You planned,
for I have reached the end of this one.


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Worry Not

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

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


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THE LOVE IS

As I sleep, I dreamt sweet dreams
I heard sweet voices of birds in the forest
A romantic, soft murmuring of ants
They were singing 

Many of them singing, out of love, like me
Indeed there are many of them in love,
The love in the forest,

I will sleep again
I hope to meet you with your eyes smiling
Let’s meet tonight, not in my dreams
But in my heart, as I am in love with you!
Bow...

Layag Sug!


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God's Grace

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


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Shooting Star

You are a shooting star.
You're light shines here from far.
A burning fire in the sky.
To dream, like a star, you fly.

To let the insults of the world pass you by.
Always keep your head held high.
As a dreamer you are strong.
To keep following the dream along.

Keep pushing forth with all your might.
Never give up your will to fight.
Find strength deep within your light.
Keep your fire burning bright.

Though there are people that doubt.
Follow your dreams, don't push them out.
Within yourself, believe in you.
When you follow your dream they will come true.

As a shooting star leaves a trail of dust.
In your dreams you must trust.
Let your dreams take you far.
For in everyone lives a shooting star.


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Because God Created Us To Look Forward

We have eyes in the front of our head
Because God created us to look forward
To aspire
To dream
To reach higher
With our eyes
We will see all we see
With His Sight
We will become all we are born to be
Reach out farther
One step closer
Up to Our Father
To dream
To aspire
Because God created us to look forward


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Fear In The Dream

I log on, open up, and close the screen
Too afraid to look, too afraid to follow my dream
Afraid of the weapons they hold that are actually support
Afraid of being myself 'cause that's vulnerable
I can either run with my worry
Too nervous to see what God is doing
Or in faith I can follow His every leading
Scary yes but I'll pray for this is His dream for me


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NOW OR NEVER


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

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

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

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

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


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What Burden

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


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Wake up

Thank you Jesus for waking me up another day because lord knows without you I wouldn’t be able to make it, so I pray. I pray that those who hate me may motivate me. I pray that I become the light on top of a hill that cannot be hid. I pray that I become my vision because it is extraordinary. I pray that I overcome a nations thoughts because an opinion of what you think of me is not more important than my thoughts. I pray that I have no fear as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death. I know that fear comes from satan, and to be absent from the body is to be present with the lord. God told peter to watch why he prayed but he snored. So I don’t want to sleep away my dreams and aspirations. Please wake up before it’s too late we are a sleep nation. Everything was made in God’s creation. So how can you sleep on something so great, something so infinite, something so innate? So please wake up wake up. Let’s make this nightmare a beautiful dream before it’s too late.


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The Song Of David

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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Where do dreams go when they die

Where do dreams go if they die?
You can't put em in your pocket
You can't plant em in the sky.
And if you hide em in your heart
Then with you they'll surely die.
Where do dreams go, can they die?
When life just happens
You've fallen again and now running blind.
An unwilling combatant a greying specter 
An emotional conscientious objector.
A Phoenix rising
Icarus hoping to fly
Once you dreamed so big
You almost kissed the sky.
Now all that seems like a faded picture
Faith sabotaged by doubt 
A deadly elixir.
Where do dreams go when they die?
Were they actually there
Or merely a lie?
Did you dream in color or only black and white?
Were you alive when you believed?
Did you just hang on to the seed?
Or by faith let it go
Out of your control
Yet willing to still believe 
That faith will let it grow.
Where did your dream go?
Is it alive 
Or like a mirage in a desert
Playing a trick on your eyes?
Will you surrender to the camouflage of life?
Much like darkness tries to hide the night.
A peace treaty with deception
Void of light.
Where do dreams go when they die?


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Someone Elses Life

I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.


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There Is No Now

The pollution is psychedelic
Hell, you could even say poetic nature
Terms of enragement
Definitely not engagement
Can suffice in describing the depredation

Fire from the skies
Burning through the system
Dropping through to nothing
Learning not what’s in them
Always running from them

We may hide our voices
But you hide your souls
Torturing us with woes
Never able to feed our hole
Scars bleed out like coals

Paint it any color you like
Doesn’t change a thing
This war that you’ve brought forth 
Has killed us all
In the past and future

There is no now…


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HARMONY OF MY OWN

The glory of rising sun brings a message of  hope.
Winds from the valleys and mountains enter the debris of my soul &.
in a delight of my own,,i woke up for the sake of my own.
i wished the world to be like a garden of my own,,,
but here few bring the cloud''s
few bring the metals..
few  burn the valley's 
few  r dictator''s .
it seems to be an unending journey of death & pain,,,,,,
but everytime i believe....THE SUN WILL RISE AGAIN.
THat's the harmony in my mind,,,
in my heart,,,
in my viens,,,,
in my soul...............tht's still  loving the enemy of my own..!!!!!
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.............................Live Green..............................................................................................
.............................love peace..........................................................................................
..k.


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Her Final Words

"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows.
Her life had been a simple happy one. 
There were no pains and no troubles.
Life was life and people were people.
Life was simple.
and life was all about tomorrows.
Life didn't know about sorrows.
Her sorrows.
Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. 
They were never there, but where?
First to be sad in the naive town of joy.
Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there.
It was non-exististent. 
A meager thought 
and a blessed memory.
She tried and tried.
She failed and failed.
Life was no longer hers.
For Pain was her only possession.
Her curse.
She lived and she died.
Yet, her legacy was passed on.
Never was it gone.
"No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, 
"Save them."


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Better Than Jesus

Explosions in the sky a fire in my mind starting out a broken spirit until returned, my wings, I fly and I find that I have no place to go when the desire has came and went and there is no secrets left to know I shall be the greatest teacher exponentially now I grow who wants to be my friend? I only accept good people for I have spent too much time observing dark and evil now I seek the light as I remember how to fly off I'll go to see the world with my soul mate, her and I I have not met her yet but I will know her when I see her by the feeling and the healing as if she could be the teacher and my heart is pounding celebrating life until I die when my friend, this world may end by explosions in the sky. -For Sandra


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Mental Flossing

Advocate for women thriving for liberty
Trying so hard I feel hearty
Dark shadow captures women’s identity
Terrorists get away without any penalty

No fight through violence
Victory and message must be sent through benevolence
Reminding myself everyday: I am just a teen
With great determination I will fulfill this without being mean

Now that the world knows Malala Yousafzai
I will surely succeed if I always try


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Amber Dawns Appeal

                               AMBER DAWNS APPEAL
 
                    A wish, a dream, from birth til death,
                   "Mummy I'm going to Disneyland to see Mickey Mouse”.
                    Beautiful words from a soul so small,
                    Everyday from dawn til dust her words stood tall.

                    Riddled with pain day in and day out,
                    Dammed Cystic Fibrosis from gene's it did sprout. 
                    New Zealand your money you gave with love, 
                    A soul you took and held, lent from above.

                    The Lions club helped to start your appeal,
                    And finally your dream was for real.
                    And your dream and your wish it finally came true,
                    When at four and a half off to America we flew. 

                    Pain to pleasure was over your face,
                    To Mickey you ran winning your race.
                    Ending your wish and dream touching his hand,
                    A smile on your face as Mickey swung you from land.
                                                     
                    As he knelt down with one knee on the ground,                         
                    You could hear a pin drop as the crowd stood around. 
                    You swung your arms around him and squeezed his neck tight,
                    Then you looked at him with a smile and eyes big and bright.
 
                   “Oh my Mickey Mouse I can die now”, was all you said,
                    One month later you passed away on Mickey’s home made bed.
                    I always knew you didn’t belong,
                    I always knew you didn’t have long. 

                   You were special and God knew that,
                   With his hands he sat you in my lap.
                   At four and a half he took you home,
                  Every day I thank him for my earthy loan.


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It's Simple

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


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I Hope You Know I'll Always Love You

I am what you call a hopeless 
romantic,
But im also a lost lovers cause, my 
heart belongs to another
Yet in my head a love triangle starts 
to form, the girl I love doesn’t love 
me
She holds the heart to another and 
mine caged to the floor,
She isn’t afraid to fight for what she 
wants, not even when it comes to 
leaving another man torn
Trust me she’s happy, as that boy 
holds her heart ever so close
Seeing what I shouldn’t I smile as I 
wear my blind fold,
Blind to everything around, lifeless 
staring into air
My train of thought running so fast, 
the second I stop you’ll hear a crash
Derailing my hope, for ever finding a 
love so pure & rare
Wishing I could hold the hand of the 
lover who stole my flame,
Wish I could change the last days in 
which we parted ways,
Realizing now that we can never be 
the same
Finally saying it out loud as tears run 
down my face
You stole my happiness, as I walked 
away that day
But it’s because as of what you said 
I guessed I changed,
Now every relationship has just be 
the same,
No one can seem to bring back that 
flame,
Because a love likes ours comes 
once in a lifetime
Well at least it does to me,
But I mean you’re happy with who 
your with 
I mean I only wrote this as I heard 
exchanging “I love you” flow from 
each of your lips.


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Sailing On

"Sailing On"
To live is to die but not before the ocean explored
We are the captains of our own lives, set sail young ones to the great beyond
Do not cast anchors in that which you know  
  You should be filled with curiosity for waters untraversed 
The amorphous domain of liquid wonderment is limitless for years to come

Though life and love are based on bow and stern 
Sometimes we have will have to dock if only to wonder, wishing more
And then to go full throttle back on the open seas potential
We still must heed cautiously those ships that pass in the night
Even if they are but journeymen themselves, others will mean you harm

Just remember they might loot your future dreams 
But they can never take experiences past 
So rely on those per chance to dream of better days ahead
And for one dream taken build two more 
Because in fact mixed blessings are the fish not caught in the first casting







"A Youth's Everything"
A first trial's bust seeks open arms to omnipresent consolation 
Attempts conclude in unconditional surrender but for an every time pleasantness
There breeds the encouragement to succumb to gravity
And often goes down the child, to liken the second part success, a misdirection all the same 
Stay away I say, Stay away
As for some neglect makes the heart grow fonder of you with absence 
Encourage only for trying to conquer ground on waddling toes, failure be put aside
To refrain from being there, disappointment is a part of life
In tripping and falling everyone must learn to walk
Let them learn instead to sulk alone, autonomy will make them stronger
And when they succeed on toddling feet soon there will be pride unlimited  
Vicarious joy for to the child who learned not to cry to you 
But to resurrect itself on its own bipedal terms, 
To leave alone, to love itself enough, to fight for gains other than your presence
And someday the youngster eventually will do the same to teach the best ways
Taught by the best in its eyes all because you allowed it to roam and face certain facts 
Existence whether good or bad must be fought for on its own  


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Unlived Things

In the repository of unlived things,
I find unquenched love,
A tarnished wedding ring,
An old baseball glove,
A half-sketched dream.

The sore sight fills my eye,
An oil-soaked cloth of faith,
Restraint against sin piled high,
A picture of Jesus laid to waste,
So much regret, I begin to cry.

Behold, I see a new start,
An infant’s wiggling toes,
A chest of breath and beating heart,
Courage clamors and fresh breath bellows. 


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All I Need Is You

I don't need any money,
I don't need fancy shoes.
I don't need to buy happiness, 
'Cause all I need is You.

I don't need expensive clothes,
I don't need things to choose.
I don't need five-star meals,
'Cause all I need is You.

I'm smiling here so wide;
I feel like I'm brand new.
Today is the start of something big
'Cause all I need is You.

My soul is eternally fulfilled;
My heart is being led through.
I don't need anything else,
'Cause all I need is You.


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Difficult Trials -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

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

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

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

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


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A Concert For Death In My Symphonic Life

At night I like to look to the sky and remember the lost ones by whom I'm inspired The angels Rena, Toni, Jeromiah, and David all showed me something, how can I repay them? My heros whos lives, troubled like mine yet never once did they ever fail to shine even as they thought they mattered not I noticed the love for the life through they fought every time they woke from the bed until one by one, my heros, fell dead When I remember, even though, ago long, I look to the heavens, and sing them a song. I feel them smile, and clap for another I give it all my love, like I do Teddy and Randy, my brothers who pulled me out of the hole in my head and gave me the strength to carry the dead into my concert, a symphonic life for its what they give me, when we get lost in the night.


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His Dream

Dedicated to Pastor Jimmy Bachelor, may his faith comfort, protect, and guide them

His dream is to find a place,
of comfort, for the child
Off the streets where they roam,
innocence being robbed and defiled

His dream is to take a stand
To save a generation, yet to be
So biased people have become,
what's underneath, they do not see

His dream is to strip away,
the shield, that they wear
To find potential locked inside,
to reach the stars, if they dare

His dream is to lead by example,
challenging, each one to be bold
Educate and teach responsibility,
to watch, the person inside unfold

His dream it to heal the hurt,
inflicted on our innocent babies
Just a chance to rise above,
the you can't do and maybe's

His dream should be reality,
to a world that shuts them out
A cold and drab existence awaits
that fills them each with doubt

His dream can become yours,
if we could just unite as one
If not, someday we'll pay the price
in a country that, they run

His dream is for, them to dream
so that, they will always know,
that, they can depend on adults
and with that, they will grow


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sleep

s- is or the slithering sound youre tounge makes when trying to think, the star in the 
moonlight sky that catches yur eye, the sight you once seen and will nevr forget in yur 
drems as u follow up into quiet peace.
l- is for the light that makes the magic happean so you cant deny stareing, the laughter that 
makes u giggle and want to shout out at the same time, the love that is shares and brings to 
yur heart
e- is for exciteing, the exciteing heartrenching dream you soon encounter while trying to 
hold back yur giggles and smiles while trying to close yur eyes and sleep.
e- is also for the extravagent and endless memorys and journeys you once fullfill in yur 
dream, the encounter of ones hopes, and sights never seen or forgotten just rememberd.
p- is for the people you meet in yur cloud, the peole you see and remeber and once loved or 
are trying to think about all the time and every day until the day u see them again it seems like forever.
also the places, you travel so beutiful, and detailed, only created by yur mind, only yur mind 
can see them and noone else can but you, pictures, that will last forever as you take trying 
to capture all of those memory's by casting a photo here and there, but youll never find 
whats in yur dreams unless you just sink yur heart into one sync of yur own creativity and let 
go of everything and just lay in still peacefull silence as the wind sweeps youre tight muscles 
and acheing pains away, far away to the very botom of yur soul, let yourself dream, let 
youre dreams cast you away, let yur heart dream, just fall into a quiet sleep forever where 
only you can dream away and forever fall into sweet rest.
just let yur heart open up wider then yur eyes can see, just fall into loveing paralyzeing sleep.


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Turn On The Love

Turn on the love to motivate me;
There's no energy on hand.
When work to be done is shadowed by rest,
Remember you were saved by a crucified man.


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The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


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Surreal Love

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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The Bird that is Loved and Loathed

It burns and it stings.
It hurts.
More than drowning beneath 
the ice.
More than remaining in a 
kindled flame
She hits and I no longer cry.
Why mother, why? 

It burned and it stung.
The markings remained, 
returned, and were relived
Looking, loving, and little 
known loathing were the known 
ways of living.
Never was their pity for the 
child that cried
Never was their relief for the 
child that tried

You were that lovely bird that 
understood the complications of 
felicity 
Nothing looked the same in 
those dewy browns of yours.
My everbeating would cry tears 
of joy.
The others-they were yet to 
appear.
Caring Mother, o' so fair
 You were that beautiful bird 
filled with care.

The others came and were not 
alone. Their two suitors sat on 
the throne.
Rampage and rage why did you 
come?
I began to wither and wither 
slumping along. So very soon I-
the child of fines- became a 
human raceme. 
The droops of the Lily of the 
Valley became the slumping of 
my heart.
My lovely bird the enemy had 
taken you and the person you 
were is far from near.
For that divine nature left its 
intricate self and you became 
irretrievable my big bird.
All of your fairness died.
With that went my pride.
 
Mother, Mother what moved 
you so? 
Your intense spirt vanished only 
to supplement a monster. 
Mother, Monster and your tar 
filled lungs. 
How did I kill that liver that was 
so, so strong?
The lesson of pain was one you 
came to learn.
My darling bird why did you 
turn?
 
My lovely bird and your big 
brown eyes
I'll tell you once, but never 
twice.
Pain is only a flower for it 
blooms and dies
And a mistake can be killed as 
quickly as lice.
 You dear bird hurt me well. 
Though, haven't you heard?
Weakness is a souls greatest 
strength.
You brought me up, then you 
brought me down.
You haved helped, hurt, and 
hindered my blazing spirit.
A hero in my heart-I left you 
down in your deep black 
slumber. 
Escaping those terrible nights
To go for the town of delights. 


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Questions

Bobb Marly
30 April 2011 3:20 PM

Is it the end or the beggining 
For He is the beggining and the end

Is death life and life death
His death brought us Life

Is reality a dream 
We dream of His reality

Is He in us
Are we in Him

We question for these answers
He answered for our questions

He died for us
We live for Him


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

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

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

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

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

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

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

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

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

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

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


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Confession

The fox gnaws flaking muscle
From speechless rabbit, cold
In mind and body. Men shiver
As bodies dry, spat from river.

Rings of globes circle hands
Of the thoughtless, so beaten
From paths to be told of Him, 
Waiting until eyes grow dim.

Walking among us is plague,
Standing above us is but love,
These winds will claw our youth
While faith entraps this truth.

Winter comes but we survive,
Breath and bones, colonies thrive.


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The Lord's Peace

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


Details | Didactic | |

A Bid For Change

We wish to make a wish,
And our wish for now is change,
Our sons and daughters are dying,
Our kith and kin are suffering,
Including our awaiting rain
That is about to fall.

In the womb of her mother
You can hear her call,
A call which is for us all
Not only have midwives fathomed it
We amateurs can as well see through
As she will not stop until her victory is sustained.

Since hands still exist
And the tongue never gets sick
They are to work for a purpose
Assigned to them by divine nature

If to the manifold to be beheld,
We will not be sick to make a move;
If to a level of meeting our end
We will win,
We wouldn't hesitate
To take a bold step

For we are Nigerian future leaders
And want nothing but a better Nigeria.
We only have a unique manifesto,
It is a bid of change for a better Nigeria.


Details | Quatrain | |

My Kiss From Heaven

Once, when the day was cold and misty
I set out for a trip down to a lonely spot
Filled with gardens so flowery
There, I settled down and started a work of art

Yet, my poetry was all rotten and stale
Nothing could cure my stagnant mind
Not even a sip of ale
Harshly, I chose to leave my art behind

When O Magic, O Pure Bliss
A sheep appeared, all pink in fleece
And took my pen in his hand
And gave me verses to tend

Beautiful, Lyrical
None could be more mystical
Before he left, on my cheeks, he left a kiss
And said, Fear never the evil adder's hiss!

Remember, the garden of Eden
Is still full of angels, so awakened
So relish in your poetry
As if it were your sole duty!


Details | Burlesque | |

What is next

I have been looking for my dream car, 1971 Chevelle. Carrying out dreams and goals are not bad things at all. There is a positive on this. I have a very vivid mind and it goes to work from time to time. Thats a feeling. It is hard for Ek to remember things. How i Feel. Song. Everyone thinks people are there to help them but everyone is out for themselves not trying to help each other out. It is all a dream she would have done this and she would have done that but she did not reply. Where did the girls go was the questions asked by all the guys and then discussed by the girls as they drive off. You were drunk, rambling, and you ran them away. Pure 3-2718space240Dash Bravo. What is this you ask? You can put pure in front of anything and sell It.


Details | Free verse | |

Difficult Trials -Part 1-

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

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

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

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

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


Details | Free verse | |

Stone of St Croix Island

Carefree in leisure time, one blasé tourist, 
almost happy, I once had collected a complicated stone;
after the sunny hours had ended and last opportunity
for keepsakes began.

In my hand the stone had kept all of its mouths sewn shut,
holding its amalgamated story, and likewise in the car,
on the plane, through US Customs where it was not 
in the least suspected.

A thumbnail identity I now should guess at, marking an old date,
and fixing it to, with reasonable estimate, a map location:
Plot No. 243, East end of the island, slave sugar plantation,
the stone from the corner of a ruined windmill stair—
broken free by my criminal hand, having liberated a vine.

The stone looked like a bleached out mini-monolith, square-rectangular,
able to be stood on end, leaning back and swollen at its center
like a pulled cork.

What could have moved this sequestered world to opening?
That was not for me to discover, except what came on Christmas Day,
two days after my returning.

Slave watercourses, the sight of innumerable Dutch ships,
ballasted with human flesh and hewn rock for sugar works buildings.
The drop at arms swish of the Driver’s bullwhip.
Flecks of spirit splayed on vegetation.
A mongrel dog barked beyond the windless wall of sugarcane
in centipede and mosquito heat.


Seaside, beautiful seaside impressions;
distant coral light shadows, etched deep azure;
snowy colored breakers that pencil-marked the sea.
The staid, vibrant, mocking power
of visual symphony backdrop.

So little of aid for the slaves, but for those dangerous secrets, 
unhoused in the fallen coolness of the night:
demonstratively crystalline heaven of stars; 
a ragged moon, clouds scudding eastward toward Africa
before freshwater rainsqualls came.  And there 
Orion’s Belt, mid-sky, illustrious bright, with its three
centering star points in rational line, as if 
Hope could have flung such a rope anchor onto Life
engendering sanctified resistance.

Christmas morning, 5 a.m. 
I had awakened from a stuck place, shapeless and dark, 
half in dreaming and half in knowing I was in no dream.

I was sobbing, yet strangely, because there were no tears. 
I had only put the stone inside my pajama top onto my heart.


Details | Rhyme | |

God Doesn't Give Up

This is not going to be easy;
No one ever said it was.
We're going to have to be strong now
'Cause God doesn't give up.


Details | Quatrain | |

Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.


Details | Lyric | |

In my soul

You are so alive in my soul, angel,
You are warming up my heart.
When you're far away
You are always closer than anyone beside.

They may never know the story,
How much we hide inside.
Sometimes people are so blind to see
That real love is worth to fight.

And maybe both of us are living
In the darkness of this world, and
We are wrapped in wrongness but
Still we hold on through these days
Believing our love will save us.
Somehow.


Details | ABC | |

An Angel in Danger

Life's gifts is of all the good and 
the bad 
Never knowing what may arise 
An angel is everlasting hope we 
long to have and to hold 
We have watched you through 
just like a hawk 
We will never give up on you 
we know you are strong 
Who the angels will pull you 
through somehow 
Where there is a will there's a 
way 
And with god looking over us 
well know we will be safe
Even tho this deadly danger of 
a disease took you over
We know in our hearts that 
steady burns yull be ok 
As a fighter like Athena (a 
warriors guide)you will grow 
stronger 
Even now we see your alot 
better 
Must be these guardians of 
heaven looking over you 
Feeling good with this is all you 
may need 
This danger none should live 
But as long as there is Angels 
up above its all you will ever 
need to pull through 
A tragic time. 
- by Brian O'Toole 
Caregiver of a cancer patient 
and friend 
Share!


Details | Free verse | |

Awakening

Are we awake or are we still sleeping?
Blind to the hurt, and deaf to the weeping.
Ashamed of religion and supportive of the new,
Aware of the lies and hidden from what’s true. 

Worship the evil and turn away the pure,
Developing disease with an unknown cure.
Starving the poor and overfeeding the wealthy.
Killing the sick and drugging the healthy. 

Going to war for some kind of power,
Building tall structures over all types of flower.
Cutting the trees and polluting the air,
All out of greed, with no sort of care. 

Turning us against our own, 
And help from up above.
Making us beings of hate,
Instead of ones of love. 

Demonizing the mystic,
Criticizing the wise.
Making our own family members,
Into people that we despise.

Awaken to the torment, 
Be aware of all the pain. 
Those who are misleading,
And claiming that we are insane.


Details | I do not know? | |

South Africa salutes Dr Martin Luther King Jr

South Africa salutes Dr. Martin Luther King Jr!




They gunned you down,
on this April day,
all those years ago,

yet you live, you breathe!





They gunned you down,
just as they did Chris Hani and M.K. Gandhi,

and they failed, as they always will,

for they can never kill,

your dream, your ideals.





Your dream, your ideals,

live, and breathe,


still!









Details | Free verse | |

Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


Details | Free verse | |

Driven

The keys rattled gently in his pocket.
Gradual jumps like the ocean,
Peaking with every heart
Or every step.
The music was in sleep
Allowing silence for thought
To contemplate on the sun,
Of this clean, clear October.

He sunk his eyes into the core
Of pale and fresh above,
Ember, his numbed head rocked from
Slow and forced breathing,
Suppressing the smell of deep,
Deep purity
Yet conscious of the high brick wall
Where the wind taps
Like a faded voice sighs through a lost keyhole.

He was greeted distantly
By early-anthem families,
Walking the dogs
Or singing with linked wrists;
Sipping at the last, smoked bowls,
And the circling of the roads.
How they would pass,
With a stranger’s recognition
And mutter as they retreated;
 “His hair is thinning!
His eyes are fixed, like
The bolt in a crossbow.
His arms are depleting
For slow, heavy breathing...
Yet his eyes are fixed.”

And sometimes they pass alone;
A little too close
With their gaze separate.
Their tight coats
And pocket smokes,
While they sway to poisons.
How a smile can turn damp
At the thought of past brothers.
And how a passing car can sigh,
With misunderstood pity.

The lamplight’s warming,
The Gutter dweller’s dawning,
The dented camber’s pouring,
The rugged throat with it’s sweet inhale
For the decisive steps
And the vivid gold Yale.

Dream in encumbered times,
Where the destination is a home to rest.
And you walk a shadow amongst the binds,
That break the folds of your armoured vest.
For my ear is a raven,
For my feet are hooves,
For I make a thousand strides,
Within these tightened shoes,
And my arms are not depleting,
And my slow and heavy breathing,
Is only the product of the season,
And will soon falter for my reason,
And my hair can never thin,
While the lamplights never dim,
And my strides will form the door hinge,
That stands so high across the fringe,
And I find lavender in the bins,

While I...search my empty pockets.


Details | I do not know? | |

wishing

If you were wishing
A wish come true
Do have a idea
Where your message
Go's too,
You see how I see it
Don't know if you do too
Not even hands praying
Or eyes tight shut,
Oh I know most want money
You see
Some want a house paid
No worries
But really think deep
Maybe right too the heart
What you never had
I think will never be missed
But if you had riches material you see
Is nothing a rich as a loving family,
I look out today with eyes so wide
Why so much anger and rush
Getting nowhere
Stop slow down
Take a breath
Look all around
See where you stand
If in a material world
Then stay stuck in a mess
For a soul to be happy
For what they have
See what you never had
Will never be missed


Details | Ballad | |

UP TO SUCCESS, WANDERER

Ten thousands I do not have..
Sparkling diamonds unfortunately Im not bestowed as well
Big architectural design homeI don't have as well 
And So I have not also seen much of the world..

However..
What I do have is my family and my friends
What I do have is a mind willing to learn and discover 
What I do have is a heart sensitive to feel and understand...
What I do have is a handful experience

I have loved thee..
With all that I am I did..
Though It did not end to what I want..
Still, I remained hopeful 

As much as, I want to give..
There's a drive I need to control..
As much as I want to show..
There's that voice saying: "careful"

How can I not stop?
If it can be; it might be..
How can I not go on?
If I don't feel the possibility..

Between heaven and hell, it might be..
Over the sun and under the sea, maybe..
I will bravely the risk..
I will courageously seek..

Even if I'm not sure of the result..
Even if I may be place in hot waters..
I must try; I must try..
I must not quit; must not quit..

By: olive_eloi
oct. 6, 2013
1:40pm


Details | Blank verse | |

JUST DOWN THE ROAD

Just down the road, I keep on searching. 
What must I do in this life, I keep on asking. 
I almost lost myself in the middle. 
The crossroads seem so misleading. 

I walk down the road to take some fresh air.. 
But pollution surrounded my inner being. 
The toxins penetrate deeply in my veins. 
I'm grasping thin air, I'm suffocating! 

I tried to move my feet in different directions. 
The road is wide, inviting me to walk on. 
Wasn't aware that it's just an illusion. 
Trying to elude me from blazing temptation. 

Just down the road I used to meet a various faces. 
Some are painted with a smile, 
Some are sad and hiding tears. 
Some are part of grande masquerade. 

I came to walk down to see what I've found. 
A narrow walk path going down the aisle. 
The wounded image of a man hung in the cross. 
Lighting up the right way down the road.  
 




** 5th Place in Kelly's Contest JUST DOWN THE ROAD**


Details | Rhyme | |

Just What Is A Broken Dream, Anyway

A strange sight upon a lonely road.
A dream ripped in half.
Looking closer, I wonder what was the travail.
An old price tag attached, making me wonder at what price it was sold.
Along the edges, tattered and torn, it gave forth an evil laugh.
As if some sly devil concocted a way to turn someone pale.

Onward I traveled, with pack upon my back.
To the left and right of the road were littered with more broken dreams.
So many that one could not keep track.
Some having been blown into the parallel stream.

So, I checked the pack upon my back.
And, yep all my dreams were there in a stack.

Cold winds howl, trying to rip my back pack to shreds.
Freezing were the winds, but forward I march.
Never losing sight of my dreams in spite of many dreads.
They all hold up strong even though many times I'm in a lurch.

Suddenly I see people returning to the road.
Going back and picking up their dreams.
Dusting them off and restoring them to their pack.
Each and every one said to me, you are quite bold.
To go forth and not let the cold winds of fate not destroy your knack.
To face life as it comes and not give up even if offered gold.

Good, bad fortune, are likewise of no importance.
Put a failed dream back in your pack and maybe a new day will appear.
Where you can unpack that dream and give it another go.
But, for today, march forward, today's failure might tomorrow's dance.
You gave it your best, and win or lose, that game has ended with a spear.
Win or lose, that game is done so pack it's knowledge away in your pack and grow.

Suddenly down the road a new vista appears and a brand new game.
Left high and dry or victorious are the two possible ends of any venture.
But in truth, knowledge is all you will have, win or lose.
For tomorrows game is just around the bend, all the same.
Win or lose, the game of life only ends for the moment within sight of the new adventure.
So, to quit and call it the end, only makes you look like a goose.





Details | Lyric | |

Exist in Dreams

A dream that dances in waves, and mirrors all you do
So you dance, and hope that some day the song will come from you
This dream is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
The song is picking up speed, so it’s follow or fail alone

A flame that flickers in sync with the shadows by your side
The rain puts out the light, and causes you to hide
This nightmare is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
But this song still hasn’t stopped, and so you dance alone

You cherish sand on the banks of a path winding through a storm
This desert trail is all that you see; too blinding to look beyond
This path is all that exists, and the only way to go
Holding close the sand as you sing, just so you’re not alone

The sand is part of the storm that makes you close your eyes
But now the wind starts to slow, and the scenery makes you cry
This life is all that exists, and the only way to go
The sand falls through your hands, and you carry on alone

A love that blooms into being beneath the darkest skies
Is a life that will venture out despite the lonely nights
So scared, but so unafraid to find what you need to be
Despite the fear that prevails, and tells you what to see

The flames steady and still, and a shadow kneeling down
The rain cleansing your heart as all your fears drown
The sand creating a path, and shielding you from pain
And now, with the wind at your back, you remember why you came

To dream a light shining out for all the world to see
To be more than you think, and beyond all that will be
To create a desire to be the creators of our dreams
To become the mirror of self, and reflect our unity


Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


Details | I do not know? | |

a new year has come

a new year has come  so why cant you see , i'm still the same old lisa that i use 
to be
the careing still here the heart still big, there's nothing here that i cant see , the 
hope the faith that i once had i never lost it  but i still feel sad . 
you once told me that you could be anything that you wanted to be, you once told 
me just trust in me.  the year has past and thing's got worse you left me hear 
crying in my words . that i still love you ,cant let you go .i think of you dont you 
always know? i keep the faith that someday will come the day i can tell you it was 
alot of fun . that now i know it was just a bad crush and let our lives get out of this 
lust . you was a great person who i loved very much . i always dream'ed of that 
frist touch to see you step off a great big plane . 
was the part that drove my heart in sane , the beat of that day  i would never forget 
cause that was the day i could'nt of missed . 
but now i relize that day wont come , so i'll hold my dream's of us under the sun.
and as night time passes ,and were tired in our beds i'll have you pounded in 
side my head and i'll dream of you everynight . 
so i hope you dream of me .  and right now good night.......


Details | Free verse | |

Dreams On Hold

Dreams on hold
Patience is a virtue,
I'm sold


Details | Free verse | |

I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.
Amen.


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Baggage Claim

Drained to my very heart by our slow-paced arrival, 
          I wander through tasteless decor to the metal arches 
                                                Beyond which a future is unfurled.
My bag’s innards are spilled like blood in the Bible
          Before the cold gaze of the armed man who marches;
                                                He holds the key to this new world.

The mechanistic arch stands and takes quasi-sentience 
          Beside passport control, piercing my finely popped 
                                                Eardrums with sonic solemnity.
I am refused by technology but stagger forward hence 
          Into baggage claim where a suitcase pile is propped 
                                                Up like a holiday Tetris calamity.

My suitcase is soul black and with difficulty is found,
          In its lucid eagerness to fasten itself a faux family;
			   Airports are filled with pretences.
Now we are away again, small trolley safe and sound,
          On the road from snow, heat is where I plan to be.
                                                Our intrepid journey commences...


Details | Rhyme | |

Humble

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


Details | Free verse | |

EYE Don't See -Part 4-

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

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

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


Details | Free verse | |

Sicklied Breezes

Here comes that familiar breeze again Emptied of hope, it always returns to refill Some other abandoned soul A soul that delves deep into my own, Drifting in an almost shameful stance Festered ignorance, time, and thought Resting under the wing of frightened hope It is cool, like any ordinary breeze It pleases all that feel it, save I For I know it longs to take all that I have In one…single… swoosh You overlooked demon! Why are you so gentle? Why must you manifest in sorrow and woe? Sleeping in the convent of my soul As others praise you and thank you You take me under tow Forever more, lost in this sicklied growth With a silent tune of rests within notes I remain where the breath is taken I remain your host The breeze grows painstakingly warm Filling all with passions unfolding Each soul finds its home Leaving me alone with a soul untold Always awake and crawling… and screaming Bold, all-knowing and thoughtless Wingless, tainted…filled with dread It is warm and hated by all that behold it And I grasp it, and hate it, and LOVE IT For it takes nothing and gives me all In multitudinous shrouds Beloved angel—why do you burn me so… Leading me into your sick embraces As others curse to your face You forever release in me A despairing freedom that I know longer wish for The melody caught—no room to breathe Harmony caked with ignorance does seethe For all no longer see… I was always the caller


Details | Free verse | |

You Are Alive

You're alive even in the darkest place;
Even when we can't hear Your Name,
Even when we can't see Your grace,
You're alive!
Even when we can't feel Your grace,
You are alive!


Details | Rhyme | |

One Thing

We can wake up,
And this all might be changed.
But one thing remains:
We are saved.


Details | Free verse | |

The desires of a loving heart

To see you the way I do,
When my eyes are closed.
To hold your hand firm and strong,
when my heart is wet with tears.

To see you alive always...
the way you are in my prayers,
to whisper in your ears..
my deepest of fears.

To never to be scared,
of having to be far.
For forever to be sure,
that we will stay the way we are...

To be knowing that in this life,
I'd never have to say goodbye...
To know every morning..
That I'd get to see you smile.

I have a very small wish,
The only 1 in my loving heart,
I want us to always be this way..
I never wish to part.


Details | Free verse | |

Appeal to reason

“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” 

The sun Plagued by darkness.
I walk alone a shadowless figure with no face or heart beat.
Full with an emptiness void that grows and sucks all joy and happiness from my soul.
shortness of breath, heart racing, a twisted anxiety which battles with the mind.
In a dark hole, which grows deeper, no ladder only panic and Nausea.
The only escape is childish dreams which aren't reality and will never be.
Finally out of the whole, a long climb, but sadness and hopelessness is still greater that mere achievement.
Walking through a barren wasteland with the sounds of screams and tortured souls.
Tears of pain and resentment roll from my face I am nothing and will be nothing I am lost.
The Wind is blowing, the breeze is hot and very fierce like shards of class cutting my skin.
Then I wake from this dream in my bed the sun beaming into my eyes, the dream I had was a true definition of my real reality.
Hopeless, depression, and sickness of the mind a disease that eats until you make a decision for change.


Details | Rhyme | |

Birdcage

Forced me into the birdcage
nervous while plundering
The lash around my neck
result of blundering
Awakened my wrath 
vigorous equally thundering
Lost in panic, 
facade of a dervish wondering.


Details | Free verse | |

STAY ON CHEER

These pass years, I have been in a quest..
There are times I want to stop but I guess..
If steps and risks aren't taken, I'll be waste..
Thus, I try and try slowly not in haste..

To become a Saint, one must be chaste..
To become a hero, must death be faced?
To become renown, must fame be chase?
However, to be love, must one be on same race?

Building long lasting & steadfast relationships..
Will require from you more than stewardship..
Even more than a deal of companionship..
And more than just friendship..

It takes the right time...
Sometimes months extending to years..
Or a whole of a lifetime..
Only God knows yet stay on cheer..

By: olive_eloi
5:29pm
10/10/2013


Details | Quatrain | |

I Don't Know What To Do With My Life

When that feeling rushes in-
I don't know what to do with my life-
I need to search from within
And look up toward the light.


Details | Rhyme | |

Judgment

What happened to me? A short while ago I was home in bed,
Was I dreaming here? Seems to me I’ve woke up dead.
Firstly I worry what pain I have caused my love ones.
I’m not there to provide anymore, now I wait standing in line to the Kingdom.

Standing, waiting my turn I anxiously await.
Wondering what the next step was? Would it be doom for me? Or will it be great?
In my mind I had to clear my head so I could reply to any question.
Did I do right in life? Did I try to learn the Father’s ways and strive for ultimate perfection?

Well moving up in the line I saw the brightness surrounding the throne.
The Power of God blinded all who looked and it got brighter as I came closer to home.
Soon my turn would come and shortly I would have to answer to God.
Sweat protruding from my brow my judgment will be known hopefully I’ll get to be in the Lord’s Kingdom and have the Father’s nod.

Mixed emotions came to me as I stood in the judgment line.
Thoughts flew as I reflected on my inner spirit, and in my mind.
Thoughts came flashing by as I stood in this line would I be let in or be sent to the pit?
Would I get the Father’s approval and be turned to a heavenly spirit?

Boy, as I awoke I thought what a dream it scared me to the core.
I wasn’t dead yet it was a dream of profound meaning for me and following the Father has been an easy chore.
The dream reminded me to be contrite, vigil and to have faith in the Holy Father and His Holy Bible.
Getting right is the path in God’s eyes its necessary for my spiritual revival.

Don’t be like me standing in God’s judgment line, wondering if I’m worthy.
Pray for guidance and hope your deemed righteous so you’ll not be sorry.
If you study God’s word and keep His teachings and Jesus close to your heart.
You’ll be prepared to stand tall in His judgment line with faith as your beacon you’ll have a purified soul and with God you’ll never part.


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EYE Don't See -Part 1-

My eyes
Pour forth feelings
That I’ve felt in the past
They make my heart ache…
Take it all away…
Oh my God…
They’re making me sink in dismay

When will they break away?
When will they give me a break?

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

My eyes
Journeys into the unknown
Who knows what will happen…
They’re like hidden treasure…
They’re buried far below…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near? 

Oh my God…
They’re driving me insane
When will they see my reflection?
When will they heal the infection?

Eye don’t feel
Raindrops of hope and relief 
All I feel…is grief…
Eye sense no peace…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Does He hear
My supplications?
Does He sense 
My fear?

My eyes
Conceals the tears that dare to spew out
I feel trapped and lost without a doubt…
They erase my delight…
They seek my hurt…
Oh my God…
They’re casting me away into the perilous sea

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace throw out my fear?

Eye don’t see
A ship in sight…to save me from my demise
My lifeless body...
Drifts away in the wild ocean...
Without a sound...
Without emotion...

Eye don’t see
A rope to hold on to…
My hope for peace
Has drowned…


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That's The Amazing Thing About Love

That's the amazing thing about love:
Love doesn't matter who it melts together,
'Cause He will never give you up.


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Subconscious On My Mind

She visits in my dreams,
A place that I love to go,
For when my body is sleeping;
My subconscious starts to show.

She is not the same as when I’m awake,
She is fierce and unafraid; 
She watches over the pillows,
Where my head is soundly laid. 

She has wings just like an Angel,
Only hers are made of light;
With brilliant rainbow hues,
Enough to shine throughout the night. 

To me she looks much older,
Maybe even wise; 
One look at me and I know,
She can see right through my lies.

For her and I are one,
No hiding from the truth;
She understands that I’m growing,
Developing from my youth. 

She never passes judgment,
For herself would be included;
Her thoughts are always brilliant;
And never convoluted.  
I’m referring to my soul;
Aged throughout my lives.
She gives my words their meanings;
And my body is what she drives.

Inspiring my movements,
And wiping all of my tears;
Her voice is mine but rings through,
My head and out my ears. 

Perhaps it’s her who is writing this,
Giving me the rhyme;
My subconscious and my consciousness;
Working together for all of time. 

Although most won’t understand this,
That it is about a different part of me,
Tonight under the full-moon;
I’m setting my spirit free.

Allowed to dance in the stars,
And run across the sky;
Only to return to our body,
Suppressing her urge to fly. 


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Our Divine Haven

This town was the place we used to call our haven 
You don’t remember which road we’ve driven on 
The stars were shining against your cherished soul 
You’re a part of my belongings 
You’re ascending above the ground 
The peace is still like hidden treasure – it’s bound to be found

I believe in you…I put my faith in you
After the miracles you’ve performed 
You don’t agree with what you truly are 
The sky is grieving 
You jump from puddle to puddle
You’re struggling to meet your destiny  
Even if your body is saturated in sweat
You must keep your head above the sea

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
I could tell you've been stressing out 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me  

Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears
Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free
We’ll flee  together…despite the unwholesome weather 
The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we’ll rise like the sun
Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory  

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You’d rather be drifting away and never be seen again 
I wanna change your mind and erase your frown
Take your mind off of the distressful past
Let loose your strain on me  

Hey! I know you’re stronger than you realize
You’re not a failure – don’t be disheartened  
Don’t worry…you and I will earn our future prize 
This mess will clear up in a moment
Just stay by my side and never depart 
From the light… I promise that we’ll endure till the end
Just stay nearby and our hope won’t tear apart
We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight  
Let’s take action and snatch our glory before our time is up 

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You've been trying to keep a steady pace 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me

Let loose your stress on me…
Don’t be under pressure
Let me handle your anxiety…
Reach towards our divine haven
Do you need a helping hand? 

I wish you a carefree 
Future


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Me

So long my urges have been hidden beneath my desire to be just fitting..
a daunting task that has come to be
Wanting to be just perfect in the eyes of many,
I forgot to be the most important type of perfect, -- to be me

I wanted so much to be seen, seen by many
but in all that
I lost the me I was meant to be

So many things I wanted to be
I just couldn't really come to see what I truly felt 
what I truly wanted to be... I couldn't see the natural beautiful dancer, performer within me.

So many things I am good at
but the things that I love, that flow easily through me
are the things of love, poetry, dance and artistry

I am a creative creature of the light
Fluid and free as the water, to which I truly belong
My home, my solitude, my place of being free, of just being me.

So funny how things occur, when you just let your heart be free
So simple the heart is, while the mind seeks to rather be complex
There must be a balance of these, through the center of our being

With this comes a deep appreciation of self
Appreciation of self comes with complete acceptance of one's self
complete acceptance comes with complete love of self
and complete love of self comes with true understanding of self - compassion for the darkness and gratefulness for the light 
All this leads to the being of me.

Destined to be all I my heart dares to dream
I will be abundant in the spirit life and the physical realm
I will manifest the best that is for me
then bring it to the world to show
how the spiritual life leads to a beautiful bountiful life of heaven on earth

The philosopher in me
is quite intelligent you see
so all this knowledge, all this wisdom gained and to gain
will only set me and you free


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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……


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My Dreams

I dream of sun , I dream of star .

I dream to go beyond too far .

I dream to run , I dream to fly .

I dream to rise above  the sky.

I dream to love , I dream to smile .

I dream to catch happiness for a while.

I dream of fun , I dream to dance.

I dream to renew world at a glance .

I dream of a birth , I dream of  a life .

I dream of a love that needs me to survive........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Is Life but just a Dream--Reality

Many say we in a dream world
Tis all just a dream 
We all be in
and one day we shall find
As we wake up..
that life was just a dream 
all this time...

As I told this person
Tis if all this be so..
If be such a dream
Pinch yourself...
Then you feel 
The extremes

But then tis person 
said... yes you can feel 
within your dreams
but as life itself.. 
is just a mere dream

Then I said..
for tis if this be so
Then explained
Where???... when you wake up
Where? would you be???

For Jesus said..
"You Must become born-again"
As we born upon earth
Be reborn as of Eternally born-again.. 
so we be Eternally Liven.. 
When time comes for Heaven...

Tis be... Truth.. Reality
Life is Not just a dream
For Jesus did die upon the Cross
His Blood was shed
God had His Divine reasons
for us all to be cleansed 
from all our sins
God did raise up Jesus from the dead..
to save our souls.. for us to gain
Eternal Life tis Truth is to gain..

If you think within this life
is but a mere dream
You need to Wake up.. Now
for Satan has blinded your eyes
For Truth tis.. 
                           Now is Reality...
For Time soon shall be
The coming of our Divine King
Jesus Christ will return..
Rapture will take place
Those whomsoever belongs to Him
Those whomsoever is Eternally Born-again
Will go with Him
Glorious Divine Place.. Heaven
Given by God's Loving Grace..

Don't Fall for… Life tis but a Dream.. 
But for tis..  Truth is.. 
                                  Reality.. is Now
Choice for each of us… tis Now
Who do you Choose?
Choose Jesus.. Our Divine Christ
Then You will Never Loose...

For if Life tis be…  just a dream
For time when you do  ??? wake up...
Then tell me
Where will you be???

Come to Jesus...
Know ~Truth~.. Shall set you Free..


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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(2) I don't know

And I felt like the echo broken on the lake’s wave
             And my solitude was my last poem ready to save
            The whole world .But I didn’t find the words:
             Something locked my poor vocal chords 
             The doctor seemed to prepare his knife, but –he said-
              “You can ask the other doctors` advice even prepaid.”
               “I would pay anything to know the best truth…”
               “You must not pay because you are on the roof “

              And it was freezing last night. Many mud died.
             And I felt the frost as a light, and I cried
             Hidden into the wonder trembling dew-drops;
             Lord will choose the true prays crops
             And a new hope thrilled in my old chamber.
            I opened the eyes for this light like the amber
            Slowly, it invaded my soul with a tender serenity:
            My body has to fight and go deep into holy sanity.

           "I don’t know…but I will try for God `s sake...”
            And the day was pretty sad near the lake;
            And long hours, I had a horrible headache.
            But, it was an important decision to take. 
            And the day was windy and cold;
           And I drank much brandy to hold
           The dream with the Fairy of Life; 
           And I made love with my wife.
          
            I don’t know; unfortunately nobody knows…
            I don’t know…how our solitude grows;
           The churches are empty where my angel bows;
            Serenity, why must you knit the brows? 
           I called the ambulance and we wait in desert for what?
           The paramedics said they didn’t know ...but
           I didn’t know we needed their help or a psalm
           Could quickly transport us in other magic realm...

          And you didn’t know the true love,
          And you didn’t see the lonely dove.
          You didn’t think this body as a glove
          Of the joyful soul that will fly soon.
          What is there, at the side of the moon?
          Nobody knew our hearts put in just a big one to gather;
          I waited so much that finally we decided to go together:
          With much patience I stayed on the side of the river and time.
          I don’t want to accept the surgery intervention upon my soul.
          Please Lord, make this to be just an ugly dream I will recall.
 
          


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Never Take Hate Outside

When you're hurt inside,
And there's no where to hide,
And there's no one on your side,
And it's killing your pride,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is chocking,
The heavy words never spoken,
The things that hurt you inside,
When love has died,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is gone,
From being alone,
And it beats a solemn tone,

When you're cold inside,
It's only a short ride,
Never take hate outside


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Do You See

This is me
Can you see
Be not still
For you shall see
Believe in me
Believe in you
Take control
Heart strong
Full out assault
Take it down
Let it go
The crowd is not taken
Silence is strong
Penetrate its core
Breath the fire
Let the ashes float
From embers of defeat
Comes a healing seed
Plant it soon
Let it bloom
No longer hidden
No longer scared
You will grow
You will believe
You are meant for more
Can you see
Do you believe
This place is right
This dream is true
You are the spark in this child's eye.


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Lives to Live

We have dreams to fulfill.
We have goals to achieve.
We have hearts to inspire.
We have love to give.
We have faith to teach.
We have hope to send.
We have strength to create.
We have bravery to find.
We have positivity to shine.
We have courage to build.
We have stories to tell.
We have hands to hold.
We have lives to live.
All in Your Heavenly name,
We pray,
Amen.


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A Chipped Heart

A Chipped Heart...


Dreaming, my heart brittle as glass,
my solitary facade a pitiful farce,

shards tearing out of my skin,
seeking release, from cages within,

I am lost, in the dream,
bellowing out a silent scream,

torn from reality, drowning in the now,
yet I refuse,
I refuse to succumb,

I refuse to bow.



My chipped heart, may be wounded,
wreathed in pain,

still,

I believe, love, truth, belonging,

will take my hand,

again...


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Friendly Love

There are a lot of things to say
Why do I feel so alive when you're around?
There’s so much to do today
But how do I get rid of the clouds – shadowy and gray
We're lying on the ground...
Looking at the stars overhead... 

You are my beloved friend – 
Our love won’t break or bend
I’ll love you until the very end…
I’ll love you endlessly…our happiness blends
Like coffee and cream– yum! 
I know…these rhymes are quite dumb…aren’t they? 

Our light will shine and burn out the night 
Maybe there’s a star in the sky that scorches with love 

You are my superb friend – 
Our love won’t wear off or wither away
I’ll love you until the day I die
I’ll love you every day…our delight will be
As sweet as pie – how appealing 
I know…these words are overused…aren’t they? 

Our flight will be as dazzling as the elegant eagle 
Trained to ascend for more than half his life – or we’ll be like the seagull!! 
We could fly there and catch it someday
Fly…fly..fly…with me! Shoot the bull’s eye!
Our love will never die…so don’t say otherwise
Or I’ll sink in dismay


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Home Sweet Home


Once I bought a ticket to the theater.
Shakespeare’s play.
Some old, small stage in London.

I never needed more.

I was prepared quite well.
The dress, the shoes, the mood.
I had it all.

The moment I sat on that balcony
I knew I was home.
It felt right.
Better than anything before.

For one day I returned to Wonderland.
Restored my faith, was not afraid of who I was.
I belonged there.
And nothing else mattered.


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It takes my breath away

The way you move when I pray,

It just takes my breath away.


Little prayers sent up to your throne,

no more for them to roam,

brings relief when whispered in my ear,

It takes my breath away.


Your arms around me is all I need,

I realize when I see, that your embrace

just takes my breath away.


Nobody can show their love the way you do,

It just takes my breath away.


When I think your far and I wait to hear Your voice,

You reply in such away,

that it takes my breath away.


So long I wait, but when I'm still,

You come and take my breath away.

Your Majesty stay,

please take my breath away.


Written by:©Betty Bolden

12-9-04

All my poems are copyright!


Details | ABC | |

I Can't Believe It's Really Over This Time

I really hate this feeling, sometimes I wish I could stop breathing. I don't wanna try, just leave me here to die. You were the thing that made my life living for, but your no longer mine anymore. I feel so much pain, sometimes I believe I'm going insane. I'm missing what we had, although it was bad. I'm always walking down memory lane, why can't you see my pain? I know people change, &&' things get strange. I guess I gotta face it, she's my new replacment. I can't believe it's really over this time, I feel as if i have commited a crime. I live in a world of sorrow, so I don't ever worry about tomorrow. I didn't even have time to cry, because i had already said bye. I feel like I'm digging a deeper whole, so I'm hoping Jesus will take control. I'm sorry for my dumb mistake, but baby now I'm wide awake.


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Turn All Your Worries

"I don't know where to go,
And I don't know what to do."
Turn all your worries out to God;
Trust Him,
And He will lead you through.


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Demon in the Night

I stand brave at might within my room 
Without a single sight of fear 
As thunder roars from outside 
My heart as pure as gold 
This ugly bloody demon came upon me 
Face so gruesome yet posed expression without a soul to take 
Here in a home of faith that lingers in 
Thou demon in the night you can not have my heart nor soul and steal it within this night 
As the demon spoke to me in tounges 
I could not understand words that's been spoken 
And as I pray on my knees with my merry roseary beds in palm 
I wished for this demon to banish forever from my sight
And never again to appear to me within thee night 
That demon in the night can harm me no more 
By Brian Otoole


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A Terrible Trance

I saw the radiance of reality fading away,
the little stars were silent at night,
Cloud stole the rays of moonlight...
Dusk and dawn shared shades of gray.

In the midst of a furnace was a fountain,
my desires dried up on the platter of pain
never to be wet by dewdrops or rain...
Alas, there was a mansion on the mountain.

The arrow of our candle-light sparkles,
roses and rythym roused our room.
Love at first-night burst out in bloom...
My enslaved heart lost its shackles.

Vengeance was born by repentance,
regret was something I had to forget...
Losses are lost, I found an asset;
it was all a mirage, a terrible trance.


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An Astronaut

I think I was an astronaut
Aimed for the stars.
They fill me up;
They refuel my tank.
They enable me to believe,
Telling me to never give up
As they follow me all of my days.
If only we could see the beauty
That they truly are.
They shout out dreams
That we can reach so far.
Climb into the rocket
And liftoff!
On a journey to discover ourselves,
We are taught so much more,
Learning our goals are only a plan away.
Even thought we must return,
I know that I will be back.
I am an astronaut,
And we always reach for the stars.


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Thinking of You

Sitting here in the darkest hour all alone 
thinking of you and me together as one 
When i lay my head down im thinking of you 
When i dream im dreaming of you and me 
When i start to smile i know it's becouse of your sweet way 
When i stop to think of you comeing near by to see me 
I start to think and wonder about you 
Day and night in your arm's i dream 
always of having you here with me your sweet embrace  
Forever i hope to long for 
Never will and never give up faith  
Alway's thinking of you in my arms  


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Dreamer

Make Haste! My dreams! For night ensures 
That in the night I'm only yours 
So, bring the darkness; bring the night 
Until dawn brings It's humbling light.

The stars can sparkle, they may glow 
But, in my mind alone, I know 
The comfort of your radiant smile 
Which day was shown for just a while.

For countless days, my memory cries 
And craves the twinkle in your eyes 
Your touch; your quiet, gentle kiss 
Are, in the daytime, greatly missed.

But when the shroud of black surrounds 
And air is filled with lonely sounds 
I close my eyes; Then so it gleams 
Your light; That guides me through my dreams...


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It Took A Lot of Faith

If they ask me how I did it,
How I got here today,
I will love and laugh and smile
And say, "It took a lot of faith."


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Tipping

Gracious smiles, a waiter waiting.
The service: quite nice actually.
The drinks cool and food sating
My average appetite factually;

Who knew they had coca cola here
In the middle of the desert... odd
Isn’t it? I ordered water and beer
And here arrives our saviour, god

And leader, dressed in a brown
Shirt despite the pre-mentioned
Heat. He never wears a frown,
Even at rush hour not tensioned.

7.30 comes and goes, morning
Or night, we arrive, are seated
And eat. The waiter is fawning
But nice, the food is all treated

And we eat it all up, fulfilled by
A fountain of beverages he will
Provide. Full, we give a goodbye,
And place tips away from the till

So the manager cannot see, risky
Business. But how to divide the
Cost? Calculators grant only frisky
Fractions, I only had a mint tea!


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


Details | Free verse | |

Eternal Spring

With each stone,
A certain size,
A distinct color,
Water flows gracefully
Over each backbone of the brook.

Along the brook,
The water is pristine,
Yet calm and quiet,
Rolling over stones
And pebbles, the water streams into
A natural spring.

The spring dwells
Eternal life,
Once drank,
Life everlasting.
Offering life after passing.


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Echoes

Echoes
By Kevin Robey
January 6, 2014

If there was a time that I realized what I hide
It’s the day that they saw the fire behind my eyes
If there was someone in whom I'll never confide
Anyone anywhere while I reside in these lies

So scared of the sunshine in places they love
I’m safer down here where the shadows are bright
It’s not scary when echoes fit like a glove
Call out for everyone and no one at night

Don’t think I’m giving up, my faith isn’t used
I’ll just dig through hell to rise above it all
Two black eyes new I’m broken and freshly bruised
Still searching the dark for my own wonder wall

I see why you're scared, guess now that we know
What I meant back then, when I couldn’t fight
Revealed much more than words could ever show
Saw these bright lights in the darkest of nights

You won’t see me hide my insecurities
Expect nothing less cause my fears live out loud
With every degree of my abilities
I’ll give you the answers up high from the clouds

These words are like glass it happened so fast
I started these thoughts now leaking with love
The family tree from ashes of the past
Means something more, what I was dreaming of


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soft strength

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


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life & beginning

Everybody has a one time & one time only beginnin in dey life

Weather it starts with yo first word or makin a pretty lady your wife

It starts out nice because your going in knowing its going to be hard

Your eager to work hard live hard and win by far

You do fine when you are a month or 2 in pushin the dream

But oh so quickly do we learn things are not what they seem

I care a lot about what my future holds, i aim for the gold

And not once did i forget what i was told; about life of course

But life is a course so i dnt plan on showin remorse

I would love to take this world by force

Only, it gets harder as i dig deeper and i realize the hill is gettin steeper

I feel that life is the grim reaper of dreams and courage

I want my courage, i need my courage, so life will not destroy my courage

I fell so hard that life knocked the dream out my heart and replaced it with reality

I curled up like a child experiencing the worst ever tragedy

Fallin every step i take, feelin gettin up would be a waste and that life should jus devour me

But no i wont let it simply cuz ma heart is not prosthetic 

I have the soul of a spartan and the strength of a god

Im only human so i am indeed against all odds 

No one will control me or replace the faith i have 

No matter how hard i fall i will definitely get the last laugh

Life is only how you want it and how you make it

To me life is the dream and your dreams are reality

So my beginnin is da day i realized my dream was never replaced with reality

It just grew bigger inside of me





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So Close, Yet So Far

It's like I'm there,
Standing behind a glass wall.
I've had a taste,
Just not the full platter.
I'm ready for the cake,
But all I have is batter.


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Temple

People look at me and see a fortress.
 Someone without weakness. 
A carefree soul without boundaries.
 A welcoming warm heart. A shell full of life.
 I find an aura is what we seek and a tender touch is what we crave.
 Sickened by the way we bind ourselves to materialistic things.
 Can we not just seek friendship, love and understanding. 
The wrong say I am weak because I look good for in all.
 I've come from little in my life. I've been beaten down and scarred.
 My innocence was taken very young, but I will not let that alter the way I see 
things!
 I refuse to believe we were put here to dwell on the past.
 So much is given to be thankful for. 
Why live for the bad? 
I have strength but I am no fortress. 
My walls do come down. 
My heart has been cold but then I was saved.
 I knew I wasn't alone.
 I seek to share all this life I hold inside.
 When I look at people I see promise. I see love. 
Hearts bonding. Friendships being made. 
Now I ask you why not live for the moment. Live for each other.
 Let it go, its not as if you're going to get out alive.


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SKIES FULL OF WONDERS

written 9th June 2013



See the sight of a full moon in the dark of night
 if done just right, it's a magical sight

Watch, as the sun descend's off the edge of the earth
 it's flame's extinguish, as if by the ocean's thirst

Look deep, into the sky at night
 you'll be "surprised by your delight

All of the heavens glory
 will return again, the next morning

So send a wish, upon your favourite star
 you'll never guess that your wish, went so far

So at the end of every busy daylight
 breathe in the gift, of heaven's blissful night 

I guarantee, it'll help you sleep peaceful and right
 well, into his new mornings delight


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Death's Darkbeat Door


as many times I close my immortal chime-street eyelids
I hear the grim echo of the tap shoe reaper shuffling her uncertain deck
in the god forsaken rusty night corridor
of death’s darkbeat door
a waltz, a swing a whirling dervish belly hop bop 
pick it..she’ ll be a willing partner when it’s time


Details | I do not know? | |

Moments to Reflect Voyage

Moments to Reflect
                                          
                                                   Voyage
Dream voyagers seek reality with close eyes living within a big lie. Realist sees reality with their eyes open but their minds are closed life to them life is to be sold and not told. Traveling in this kind of world; it is hard for them to find that precious pearl, and it is not hidden, it is in plain sight if your heart is right. 

Those who are in Christ know where to go find that precious Pearl that can bring true reality within their world, free to live and to have  life without any sins. This is how their journey begins; walking in faith and living life right with no fear of the night. Treating others as they want to be treated, love is given without ending; as it is written. Keeping the Comments day and night eyes open to the reality of the Living Word that has been spoken. Placing the Christ first they know where their journey will end; everlasting life their voyage begins.

Those who dream and try to live a lie and those who called themselves realist will travel to and from getting nowhere fast; their voyage will never be done. For what they seek only comes from the One who sets high above upon His golden throne waiting on His children to come home. Everlasting life will be given and treasures that are never ending and this reality is just the beginning voyage to paradise you will be spending; this is what all should be seeking.

What waiting, no one can truly conceive; the wonderful Gift that you will receive if you chose only to believe. Faith is all need so get down on your knees and ask for forgiveness and let Jesus drive while you ride. 
There is only going to be one last journey all will take, a trip to paradise or to that fiery lake. The voyage that is called life is going to end, where are you going to spend what coming to all in the end? Dream voyagers seek reality with close eyes living within a big lie. Realist sees reality with their eyes open but their minds are closed and those that are in Christ know that the real voyage begins when you get down on your knees and ask Jesus to come in. When time comes to an end, dreams are for sleeper and having faith in Jesus will make you a keeper and true life begin and will never end.  Up or down where are you bound? 


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Il Fiore Della Bruma P1

In a moment, a lapse of anguish
Through the sanded markets that
The mind implored.
Dust coughed up
And crystallised silence;
Each moan and cry
Of every wrapped face
Became a whisper,
As blood might echo an unheard drip
Into a lake of cold concern.
I do not know how the street kings felt
For upon re-opening they continued much the same;
Decrepit focus on none but their own.
It would sadden me to think the whip of this
Aged and ground earth
Was nothing more than an inconvenience…
But I do not know how the street kings felt,
For my only sense was the smell of mud from my hands,
As I pushed my eyelids shut.

I was never one of the stalls;
I had played that game and not liked it.
Instead what was I?
Scarce confess more than a ghost.
I had dropped an eye into the weeping tomb,
I had retraced each bone with affection
And made self-labour of their wandering loss.
I had carved a hole so deep within
That I may plunge.
Rise as I did, in the scope of the curious
I had no form known to this winding world.
I had a difference, for sure, there was much that I could not now.
Only sleep and give; remaining as dead as I ever was.
I lay naked upon the grazing sand,
Skin as cold as the failing tree.

But in this moment
The mournful fled,
My arms less heavy than known.
The wind spluttered,
Shook its anchor from retreat,
Revealing sights of the like
That opens the lungs.
An image serene, that beauty becomes existence.
I had dropped an eye into the weeping tomb
Now, returned with a thousand unseen truths.
This scope, upon which all light was born,
This blessing, upon which my skin was warmed,
This infinitely gentle and delicate sky
That I had long looked for.
Myself had withered and decayed
To reignite a brighter flame.
And as this new form,
My mind was able to understand these sights.
I lay still upon my back,
My eyes awake with the possibility,
My mouth gaped;
Hope wrapped its arms, like a quilt;
I was soothed enough.

And as in a touch, I breathed.


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Break Free

Don’t tell me how I feel
You don't know what I’m going through
You’ll never understand
until you feel the same way I do

I wake up everyday
and even sometimes through the night
I’ll never feel the way I want
until the feeling's right

You may see me smiling
and you may think I’m fine
I’m only lying to myself
and I'm only wasting time

Escape the dream I’m dreaming
Wake up and realize
Nothing's free like love and living
So I'll push on until my demise

We have one life but two ways of living
So you can sit there and criticize
or break free from the dream you’re dreaming
and be like those you idolize

I’ve always tried to be
the only man I want to be
Now I’ve got to play the game
and never let the game play me

You never win the war
without going through some pain
and though I’m feeling sore
I will fight, and fight again

Now you see me standing,
against the highest wall
I tell you now, I'll keep on climbing
no matter how many times I fall.


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Is it love

my heart is hard to touch but you can
If you want you can be my man
Your strong arms and tender kiss
When your gone thats what I miss

The way you hold my hand 
An you always seem to understand
When I need you your always there
When I am down you care


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sing me a lullaby

Sing me a soft lullaby
to hush away my fears
Pull your arms around me
Wipe away my salty tears
Sing to me of muddy shoes
And someone asking for a dime
Tell me who rips your heart out
And handles it with care
Sing to me of angels and a whisper of a prayer
sing to me a lullaby
That ill sing my unborn child
Hold me tight and brush my hair
Away to see my smile
Sing me into slumber
Where happiness exists 
Sing me a soft lullaby
And ill finally get some rest 


Details | Nonet | |

God bursts everywhere

Did you know that God is always present everywhere 
Everywhere, where life simply is, where you are 
God bursts out in the form of love
Even in the form of pain 
As long as you live
And you remember him
In your heart
Says himself
Mysteriously!


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Patience

Patience, one of my less desirable traits.
Why is it we have to wait?

Life is too short not to go after what we want.
If we stop dreaming and moving forward the past will come to haunt.

There are just so many wonderful adventures out there for us to discover.
That’s the exciting part, all the surprises there is to uncover.

No matter how trivial you think a dream may be.
It’s not; to dream is to be free!


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Castles in the sea

great pull colors wide                                                                                               living beauty of ocean  	                                                                                  surf dreams never known


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Dreamy Girl

She was within the greatest of them all
The strong but sensitive heroine
The sweet yet sassy, spirited girl
Who harbored thoughts that could inspire the world
She sang with a voice that could sparkle the skies
She drew tears from the earth with her cries
The ground she trod engraved her steps
The memory of her presence it kept
She molded life from a drop
Of what lay in her heart
And released dreams into the atmosphere
With the misted breath of her mouth
She stood on the brink
Of what is and what could be
She gazed into the distance
And dreamed

She was, in actuality, a frail thing
No brave warrior or beauty queen
A quiet and withdrawn soul
Hidden within a physical mold
Her only garment was invisibility
She could only boast of not being seen
And living in a world of sights and sounds
In which her own could not be found
She stared at the world from behind a glass
They stared back at her, but stared right past
A soul that was burning bright and long
And they couldn’t hear the reverberating song
The tears in her eyes
They couldn’t realize
And the dreams in her hand
They wouldn’t grasp
And so she went from day to day
With only thoughts and never a say
She stood on the brink of what is and what will never be
Turned her face from the skies
And cried.


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Esther Arbuthnott 1847 Her Ancient Photograph

          ESTHER ARBUTHNOT--1847 From Her Ancient Photograph
While the rain is falling gently on the roof it makes the sound,
of a time that's long forgotten, though it seems to hang around,
I can hear you breathing lightly from an Irish dream I've known,
it has come to Pennsylvania where you've found me here alone.

All the way from County Down, you were a dream I had to find,
though so long you were forgotten, you were always on my mind.
In your photograph your eyes are reaching out, perhaps for me,
I can feel you when I see you, but I never really see.

In your Book of Shadows, reading, is another person's sin,
but you open it to anyone who's wanting to come in.
There's a candle always burning in my window late at night,
and I'd love you in a moment, but that wouldn't make it right.

Can you hear the raindrops falling? County Down's so far away,
or perhaps it's just forgotten, like a dreary Irish day,
I can feel it when you're smiling, in the Heaven of your eyes,
love is gone and you've been dying, and it's then I realize,

you have found it all in Heaven, and it's such a part of you,
all the sad you had been living in this life will have to do.
it's an Irish kind of feeling, to be dying when you're dead,
and a lot of Irish whiskey only lightens up your head.
       © ron  wilson


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The Quiet Hypocrisy

A Rant – The Quiet Hypocrisy


it seeps in through gradual osmosis

and soon is ingrained in pliant minds

it mutates and thrives in tunnels of vision

and then is fused into the fiber of unreason

the quiet hypocrisy that drips of the tongues

spouting broken words of unfathomable callousness

the mutilated reeking carcass of cynicism

obscured by the veneer of polished discourse

stinks of inaction and of insipid rationalization

the probing and prodding and splintering of each thought

curdles the shallow layer of feeling

interring the basic simple and only humanity

that is gleefully ripped into isolated fragments

the quiet hypocrisy of battles fought and of causes embraced

is plain to see in the faces of the earnest

as they cling onto their bitter loathsome prejudices

whilst buying redemption under a placard of well-meaning

the quiet hypocrisy of these selective battles waged under the flimsy pretense of caring

stinks to the highest heaven promised in mantras and duas and prayers and chants

as the spectacle of the apartheid within the mind is worn on each tailored sleeve

the choosing of these battles in the name of faith and clung onto simply because of a common creed

is a pathetic spectacle of segregated thought

buried under the folds of righteous bluster

so before you jump on that bandwagon of indignation because 'your' people are in pain

take a look at the hidden fascism that simmers just below your holier-than-thou sudden spurt of heartfelt rage

for the quiet hypocrisy that is unknowingly imbibed

is apparent for all to behold

for when the 'other' endure the injustice carried out in 'your' peoples' name

you stand mute and silently complicit for your indignation simply melts away

as the quiet hypocrisy that is firmly rooted in you 

exults in pious pretences while 'your' own continue to hate, rape, pillage and slay

it saddens me that so much vitriol drips off my pen in such effervescent times

but I cringe as each moment another quiet hypocrite rants about the despotism of the 'other'

while smiling complacently and smugly and soaking in the quiet hypocrisy of remaining mute about 'my' peoples' own crimes
 


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Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


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The First Time

For the first time,
I feel that life’s treating me right

Everyone’s talkin’ amongst themselves…

I’m sick ‘n tired of wastin’ time
I need to…train myself to become successful – 
Starting tonight.
My life has its ups ‘n downs…
How can I balance myself again?
How can I be more productive this week?
How much time does it take to make my life valuable?

Every now and then, 
I feel that there’s no way out of the cage

Everyone’s bringin’ up past recollections 

I’m willin’ to fight the good fight… but I feel like garbage…
My faith towards Him slowly decays away… 
How can I rebuild my strength again?
How can I reassure myself that I’m stronger than I realize? 
How much time does it take to accomplish all of my dreams? 

Every so often,
I feel that my family doesn’t love me

Do they still cherish me like hidden treasure?
Do they still love me beyond measure?

Everyone’s tellin’ me that I did a great job on my solo 

I don’t believe them entirely…but at least I got the audience’s attention  
My future is bright like the sun…
How can I make my dreams a reality?
Does God know the answer?
How much time does it take to taste a sprinkle of glory?

For the last time, 
I feel the need to reach the finish line

Everyone’s proud of me for trying my best 
And running with all of my effort
I’m willin’ to encourage myself to pass the test…
Despite my struggles, I’m doing fine  

My courage increases by the minute…
I outrun the competitive runners and I’m barely passing the test 

My cup is half full – I’m extremely grateful
For the first time, 
I feel that God has answered my prayers – 
LIFE IS SO. . . . WONDERFUL!


Details | I do not know? | |

She



A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm,
she came to me,

thunderously raging with raw emotion,
she came to me,

drenched in the essence of truth,
she came to me,

she touched a chord deep inside,
she strummed away all emptiness,

she came to me,

once...

she comes to me,

still...


a gentle presence filling my life,


she comes to me,


still,

a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.





Details | ABC | |

whom are thy i am just a number to you

All seeing eye . whom are thy ? cameras on every street supermarkets shopping malls on the buses & trains  why is it one needs to see thy, its within peoples hands cameras in every cell phone , image is on every dollar bill your symbel of controll over seeing all that is below , nowhere for one to breed within ,  that day will come when you must come to pass  to witness  the judge that made all " the big bang" that knowledge  of hate and love alike so who is this all seeing eye who has a dream to controll the world " a new world order"  a vision for the future one that makes us slaves ,  all will be judged the crew who designed such  vanish them away those who refused to take the chip this  mark of the beast for the wee little chip size of a grain of rice implanted within right hand ,  one can not buy or sell  future of full controlled souls designed to crush freedom nomatter how they dream the future cash the RFID chip implant is soon within you so whom are thy  for i am just a number but a soul a creation beyond implant one will  never see such within me so RFID chip implanted me thinks me knows 100% no thanks .


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Enigmatic Lane

Enigmatic Lane

This enigmatic lane-
I’ve walked long.
And now I see
Only barren lands,
A mere setting sun,
And a vague horizon.

I turn to look back
Along this enigmatic lane.
And then I see
Those umpteen vicissitudes,
Those sudden meanders,
Those familiar turns,
Those abrupt detours.

Down this enigmatic lane,
There have been
Many a rich meadows,
Many a bleak wastelands,
Millions of pompous marches,
Millions of disconcerting dirges,
Several comforts of love,
Several cruelties of reclusion.

Along this enigmatic lane
I may no longer tread, for-
As I now halt, I ponder-
Perpetuation has always been
The ruse of fleeting phases,
And what worth has it been
To walk this enigmatic lane.


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Just Dream

there's a dream inside
to possible the impossibility
to make sense a non sense
to believe the unbelievable
i think that what makes a faith is

there's a dream inside
to bliss the unhappiness
to let go a depression
to release frighten
i think that what makes a dream alive

it's harder to breathe
when you keep on waiting on your dream
but it's easier to live
when you believe in your dream

dare to be different
dare to be the unusual
dare to believe the unbelievable
i think that's what makes your dream alive

when your days are weary...just dream
when your nights are cold...just dream
when your heart's breaking...just dream
because life is part of a dream

just dream


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Stress of this World

Stress of the world washed away
As I start a new day
Hopes of a better tomorrow as I break
With it my heart it takes

I dream of a place were peace lives
Where everyone their hearts openly give
But then I wake to see I am still here
Where children live in fear

This world where moneyy rules and greed devides
Wishing there was somewhere to hide
Not wanting to see to destruction and crime
Just wanting to go back in time

Back to when life was free and fun
Where everyone had their momet in the sun
Back to when it was ok to laugh and be a child
And it was ok to be a little wild

But now I am grown and have the stress of this world
And heaven knows I am just one girl
So I will dream and hope as long as I can
And I will let God take care of his plan

For it is him who can change it all
And only him who knows when we fall
So I will put my trust in God above
 An let him shower me with his love


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Imperfect Escape



I wake up on the ground
and the tough guys are coming.
I try to rise
.
my trigger finger high,
begin to float.
They watch me,
.
can't believe it.
But I don't float high,
slip downward as they approach.
.
Dammit I breathe and 
thrust my lungs,
rising out of their reach.
.
There is a gun,
glinting in the light.
I hope and rise imperfectly,
.
my trigger finger up.





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Dream Revival

You can’t KILL my dreams,
They were predestined by my KING.
There is a river flowing 
through me,
That allows me to once again SING.
You can’t CURSE 
my destiny,
Or ever get the best 
of me.
BECAUSE when I fall,
I always RISE 
With HOLY FIRE
in my EYES.


By: Sabina Nicole


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THE PROMISED LAND

I have taken so far a long walk,
I have listened and let them talk.
They think it is simple as scattering a flock
Or like eating food with a folk.

Yet! They forget this is a marathon,
It's not a Bolt's kind of champion.
It's keeping going on, and on and on
Letting the critics and  so pundits into confabulation.

Desire keeps me going,
Vision keeps me dreaming,
Hope keeps me toiling,
Faith keeps me not whining.

I will not grumble,
I will not bellow,
Yahweh is taking the lead,
I will reach the Promised Land.


Edson Mwebesa (2013)


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THE PONY RIDE

      THE PONY RIDE
I'm going for a pony ride
to gallup through the countryside
and if you'd like to ride with me
I'm sure there's bound to be
a pony just for you.

I'm going to the county fair
and we can ride our ponies there
if you'd come to the fair with me
I'm sure there's bound to be
a pony just for you.

I'm going riding all night long
within my dreams, please come along,
and if you dream this dream with me
I'm sure there's bound to be
a pony just for you.
© ron wilson


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I saw, I came, I conquer



                                I have this burden in my heart
                                 It feels like a thousand tonne
                                   and it seems, I'm in a race
                                    Everybody is ready to run
                                 I have this burden in my heart
                              Oh, my Lord, How I can get it done
                                Thoughts and plans in my head
                                I wonder how I could get it done
                              To aim, to shoot, in the light of red
                                Is to put a bullet and fire the gun
                                       I think, I will go to bed
                               And wake up again to do the stunt


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Isigin dusu -1

Isigin dusu yagmur 
Yagar yagar   
Sicim gibi duser 
Duser  ustume
Uyanirim  dusumden
-Hatirlarim  -
Gecmis yasanmis  
Bitmemis  hayata
Senle ve sensiz
Isigin duser  ayin golgesine
Isildar  yakamozun dalgalarin sesinde
Senle ve sensiz 
Yasamim eser  melteminde tenin
Aninda ruyam desem unutulmaz
Lodos kasirkaydi karanlikti  gece
Karanliktan daha karanlikti  dunya ve ay
Dusunurken seni ay isigi vursa yuzune
Senle ben sensiz bir hic
Bir yildiz olsa da  aydinlatsa yolumuzu
Ask yalin bir cocuk goge agaca tirmanan
Nehirlerde ve denizlerde sandalamiz
Sevdamizi tasiyan goklere merdiven 
Sen istedikce  kosalim bilinmiyene
Ellerimizde isik  sevdali gizem 
Yagmur  ve sel sonra  gunes   goklerde ates

Korkmadan bu defa senle yine  olumune
Karanlikta ve komurun atesinde  elele
Yuruyelim  elele  isigin  harelerinde


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TAKE THE CHANCE


TO TAKE A CHANCE IS A RISK IN THE LAND OF THE UNKNOWN.
PULLING ONE OUT THEIR COMFORT ZONE.DUE TO YOUR FEARS
YOU BACK UP FROM THE DREAMS YOU ONCE YOU CHASE IN YOUR
SLEEP.CLOSING YOUR EYES TIGHT TO SEE THE DREAM TO THE END.

TAKE THE CHANCE AT THE ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES TO ACHIEVE
ULTIMATE SUCCESS.CAN YOU REMEMBER THE DREAMS  YOU
VISUALIZED AT THE AGE OF TEN?THEY CAME TRUE FOR YOU AT 
TWENTY.

INNOENCE DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO ANALYZE OR CRITICIZE THE
 CHILDISH THOUGHTS THAT RACING IN YOUR HEAD.THIRTY HAS
COME AND GONE.YOU HAVE LIVED LIFE SOME.TAKE THE CHANCE
AND LET THE PAST ENCOURAGE YOU....AND DON'T LET THE STUM-
BLING BLOCKS BRING YOU TO THE PLACE OF DREAD.

DUST OFF THE CARWEBS ,AND DISGUARD THE IN THE BOX MENTALITY.
TAKE THE CHANCE AND DREAM AGAIN.DREAM OUTSIDE THE BOX,EXPAND
YOUR TERRITORY. VICTORY IS WITHIN.

SET THE ATOMOSHHERE WITH YOUR MOUTH AND WATCH YOUR DREAMS 
MANIFEST BEFORE YOUR EYES..IT'S OKAY YOU JUST NEEDED A FRIEND 
TO REMOVE THE FOG FROM YOUR HEAD;AND BLOW AWAY THE HAZE THAT HAD YOU IN A DAZE.

NOW DREAMS ARE CLEAR. SO YOU CAN CHASE THEM AGAIN.TAKE
THE CHANCE TO DREAM.   


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Not So Reality

Not So Reality

Loving quiet time
Absent radio static
chatter free 
Driving through black skies
road opening before me
sight lighted by street lamps 
stretching vertically across this driven horizon

My mind drifts 
And I find myself fantasizing about 
A life lived through dreamt desires
Collecting the mail 
checks magically replacing bills

Folly of a reality 
so called reality
Questioning 
Who made it, so huge and intricately woven 
Having difficulty digesting 
Big ole beige pill 

This I wonder as I proceed through my undesired routine;
of not so fun work 
followed by anticipated work
and not vice versa

Wanna Alice a new pill
slide down a different rabbit hole
decapitating a job’s necessity 
rewriting 
paper scrapped
new blue printed
feeling into existence what I 
yearn, crave and desire

a place to write
as the children play in the adjoining room
audible laughter as I write poetry and prose
evoking imagery
in rooms client less
where the only problems I fix are my own
and debt is circumcised
 
where I’m perpetually full-termed pregnant with writing, 
days are more than halved with family time
folded in with soul mate time
then sprinkled in with friend time.

Feeling this into existence
each night before I overdose on life
and succumb to sleep

new found perfected existence
Where writing and creativity are vigorously occurring continuously,
 
I wait patiently with gratefulness
on the shores of this summonsed life
rolling toward, a smiling anxious me


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Tangled Vines

 Feeling lost as I stand  by that ivy tree 
               on this emerald field
   With mixed emotion over you with nowhere to run 
 Feeling astray from here where we first were happy 
                  But that is gone 
    As I stand by this old tree of vines
       I looked upon the summer sky 
            Utterd these simple words 
          To the sun giver of light and to clouds
              That makes dampend sorrows
        Why did that person toy with my heart and not love me so

  Then i turned my head quick to the ivy tree 
  Placed my hand on the rugged vine tree
       Feeling a new life pull me deep within 
 All wrapped around my fate with it's tangled vines 
 Now I'm trapped as I cried to the sky with prayer for my wrongs 
    A love with tangled vines I never wanted you like this 
               In your tangled vine that haunts 

7-19-13
For tangled vines contest


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In The Future Looking Back

In the future looking back,
You'll be happy to see
How far you've come
And where you are today,
So make the most of this now.


Details | Free verse | |

Rest

Don't worry, don't worry;
Give yourself rest.
Release fear and struggles,
And He'll take care of the rest.


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District 13 Revolution

Fireworks slide down the back of my tongue

Some went north to imitate stars, 

knowing all to well they wouldn’t even make it to the stratosphere

A fire can’t breathe with no air

Ask that man in the alley why he has to shoot black skies into his veins to see them.

You probably have more in common than you might think.

Satellite transmissions making waves like the oceans they cover

Healthy food is expensive, while poison is damn near free!

There is a storm coming

Grab your blankets and I will tell you how it ends with a new beginning.


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Wish

This is the wish I wish tonight
I wish to dream and dream with sight.
I wish to wake to the morning light...
But not the light our eyes can see,
I wish and dream of eternity.
What does this life hold for me?
Nothing of this life will remain,
In th end only one stands to gain.
For this reason I wish tonight,
I wish to wake unto the light.


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My Countless Wishes -Part 2-

I wish
To demolish my sorrow…
I wish
To forget the despair and gleefully grow…
To forgive and seek the challenges of tomorrow…
My downfalls and my failures…
I wish
To disappear
I wish
I had no fear…
For God’s near…
I wish
I could be a cheetah in the grassland
I wish
To store all of my energy for an evening run…I’d never give up in the process
I wish
My whole spirit could simply sponge in God’s nature and make great progress
And I truly wish
I could stick to my daily plans of building a sturdier relationship with God 
I wish
I had the merriness in my life especially during hardships…

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my weakest point…
My countless wishes
Overthrows me…but it helps me in the long run…

I wish I could forgive 
My daily regrets and breakdowns
I wish I could forget
My despondency – embracing my frowns 

I wish
To live a life without error
Without a care
I wish
To be flawless when I make my everyday decisions
And scare away 
The darkness that tries to make me give up
I wish
I had more time to overcome…
These waves of emotions

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my disheartened state…
My countless wishes
Are like walls from every direction closing in on me…
But it’s a convenient tool in the future…

I wish
I could be live in someone else’s shoes…
But what good would it do?
Would it lead me to the narrow pathway?
Would it inspire me to push all of my doubts away? 
Would it push away the blues?
Could He give me any clues?


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Always Chasing

(Rondelet) 


Always chasing... 
In my heart after the rainbows 
Always chasing... 
I won't miss day without dreaming 
Wishing for things that make heart glow- 
Just chasing rainbows as I go 
Always chasing... 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
Aka ladydp2000 
Copyright@2014 


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I'M A SINNER, I'M A SAINT

It’s been 22years now; and I look upon those hills
The twin hills; that stand facing each other
The great towers that rise in full distinct of each other
The great book says I was born a sinner; man says I was born a saint
With no blemish; a little child dressed in white
Who landed all naked with a cry; a cry into an immoral world
I grew in innocence and grace; till I became eve
Yearning for a forbidden fruit
It drew me to it; it told me it was the sweetest
I believed it; I tasted it
Indeed, it had the sweetest taste
I feel bad for Adam; he didn’t taste as much as I tasted
Yet he suffers a great deal
My eyes beseech these unlike hills that towers up to the heavens
The first a dump for sinners and its twin a heap for saints
I’ve seen Christ; I’ve seen the devil
I know them both; I try to belong to one
I try to be a saint; but my thoughts wouldn’t allow me
Is it my thoughts that cause me to sin? Or my body
Sin is sweet; sin is pain…It is a sweet evil
Being a saint is hard…and glorious
I dream of white robes; the songs of saints
I live in the joys of the world
The loud banging music; the clubs of men and stench of beer
I dream of showing the woman I can be; and having the praises of Adam
Don’t blame me Jesus…
Don’t blame me devil…
I was born a sinner; I was born a saint!

©Naa Takia, All Rights Reserved 2012


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The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


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Living the Dream

I am living the dream.
I stand here today,
Cannot believe what I am about to say,
But I am living the dream.
At times, it's tough
And it is not always easy.
I might be condemned
For choosing this path in life;
Some may think it's too bag of a risk.
When we give it our all,
Our passion and our might,
We can overcome and forget the fear
To become who we are meant to be.
I stand here today,
Another tear ready to wipe away:
You can do all you aspire to do!
Set your mind and never give up!
If I can do it,
You can too!
I can't believe I'm about to say this,
But I am living my dreams.
I am living the dream.


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PLANET OF MY SOUL KEEPING

I DREAM ONE DAY I HAD ALL THESES PLANETS IN MY LIFE 
I SHARE LAUGHTERS N HAPPINESS ONE ONE PLANET
 I LIVE ON AND ANOTHER PLANET 
I LIVE ON IN MY NEW LIFE
 WE ALL HAVE PLANETS TO SEE
 MY DREAM WAS A PLANET
 I   HAD IN MY SOUL 
PLANETS OF LOVE
 SO MUCH LOVE INNER PEACE THE PLANET
 I DREAM OF WHEN I LEAVE EARTH
THE PLANET OF HOPE
 PLANET OF NATURE
 PLANET OF INNER SELF
 EXPLORING MY FAR OUT PLANETS
 IN BODY AND MIND
 SPIRIT SOUL HOW MANY PLANETS


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Flametip Riders

flametip riders
 
last call brass doll
suitcase in hand 
howling at empty rafts
fire consumed deck
tickling rain flaked boot lace

frozen slices of polar existence
hanging from great western ship gallows
spinning blind eyes in the technicolor night dream 

invisible fury shamanic invocations 
floating in a dark lonely bottle
seven charkras forty oms
military mantras blazing drones

starboard we toss the captains hind quarters
aging skeleton maps drawn by green phantom winds
lobbing lucifer’s cold shoulder as we blind dive for answers
through frosted airs to the warbling wobble beat wharf

tattoed tugboat arms toss frayed 
white flowers and free passes to afterlife’s
comfort lounge


Details | Dodoitsu | |

My verse

All I possess gets along 
the witty wide wistful world, 
and turns back to me cleaner 
My verse, friend!


Details | ABC | |

THE EARTHEN OVENS

ALLAH SUBHAN-HU-TAALLAH CREATED THE PLASTERED SCLUPTURES OF GRAVEL & SAND ,,& BROUGHT THEM TO LIFE.
TO LIVE WITH SERENITY,,WITH LOVE.
TO CLASP WHAT THEY SEE & HAVE A FAITH ON IT.
TO HAVE AN UTMOST BELIEF ON THE SUPREME KINGDOM OF THE ALMIGHTY.
ALTHOUGH THE WORLD IS FULL OF SUFFERING,,IT’’S ALSO FULL OF OVERCOMING OF IT.
IT’’S FOR US TO PRAY NOT FOR TASKS EQUAL TO OUR POWERS,,BUT NOT FOR POWERS HARMFUL TO OTHERS.,,,BUT FOR POWERS  EQUAL TO OUR TASKS,TO GO FORWARD WITH A GREAT DESIRE FOREVER BEATING AT THE DOOR OF OUR HEARTS AS WE TRAVEL TOWARD OUR DISTANT GOAL.
    NO PESSISMIST EVER DISCOVERED THE SECRET OF STARS,,OR SAILED TO AN UNCHARTED LAND,,OR OPENED  A NEW DOORWAY  FOR THE HUMAN SPIRIT….THR’’Z A DIVINE SPIRIT TO LIVE,TO HAVE A FAITH THAT “””NO MEN ARE FOREIGN””
         LIFE IZ JUST  A TESTINY FOR DESTINY,,,,WHAT WE  HAVE ENJOYED WE CAN NEVER LOOSE……
……….ALL THAT WE LOVE DEEPLY BECOMES A PART  OF  US.
WHEN WE DO THE BEST THAT WE CAN ,,WE NEVER  KNOW WHAT MIRACLE  IZ WROUGHT IN OUR LIFE,,OR  IN THE LIFE OF  ANOTHER.
…I’’M A BEING OF A DIFFERENT THOUGHT BUT I’M ACCUSTOMED TO PEACE WITH A DESIRE OF LOVE & RESPECT..& I PRAY EVERDAY FOR ALL BEINGS TO BE  LIKE THAT.
         
                          
          ……………………………………………………………………………………
                  …………………………………………………………………..
   ………..KRB@BURNING SOULZ…………………….


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Lifes Lessons

Even in the darkest hour, a tiny light still seems to shine.

It's not as bright as the subtle moon light but it's still only a matter of time.

One of the lights is dying to shine and it’s a mirror of what I will become.

As this is more than life's good dream, it's the dream of something that I've never done.

I'm better than some but not as good as others, and I'm really not worried at all.

For I had a dream of my future one time a dream where I didn't even fall.

It's not about the things you own or how much most of it cost.

It's more so about what you have in life and whether or not you've been lost.

So here I sit alone today wondering what might or could have been.

Although it’s not exactly how I had planned but it reflects on everything I’ve seen.

So here’s to life and its every lesson, for teaching me such marvelous things.

Yet it’s not enough to daydream or feel mesmerized by beautiful shiny new rings

I will not take for granted the good things I have or the things I don’t really need.

Although I wish I had more, I’m much better off than to be filled with hatred and greed.

I have seen the world from a whole different view, and it’s worse than some people believed.

So I can say from my past that it wasn’t quite fun but in the end, I’m happy to say I’m relieved.


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Hope

Holy books says it all
You taught me how to crawl
This will never change
Never ends never fades
Dear God where you are?
Shattered piece of childish dreams
This will never change
Never ends never fades.

I can fight for all my life,
Not broken, not broken inside
Never be so frustrated,
Not going to commit suicide.

Fuc*ing faith will fall,
Mortals will stand tall
Hell and heaven are all the same
Live your life, don't die in vain

Only you and I can make 
A better world for tomorrow
Have faith in yourself
And wipe off the tears of sorrow

Make me scream, Make me cry
I'll never fail to try.
This night's has an end
No pain will remain


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Pagan Dreams

There the ancient stones and the pyramids
survey the Roman and Greek temples

silly left us worshiping now the illiterate beggars
Mohammed and Jesus 

leaving us the fruit of their labour
nothing but foolish dreams

and the gun


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Stand Tall

We can be strong;
Time to stand tall.
With God, we have it all
'Cause there's no room to fall.


Details | Prose | |

Train

I’m not sure when I became one to dream of a locomotive heaven, or if God struck the match inside of my mind to illuminate the path I thought about traveling on yesterday. I just want to see whether or not I can blink twice and then open my eyes into a brand new state of vintage, and venture off to see all of my dreams as countries, and the people I meet as the cities in between. Take me train; steam-roll my insecurities onto the next stop to forgetfulness. Let me remember the childlike freedom expounding as vast as the scenery outside of my mind’s window. Even if the destination is clear as glass, I want to be a traveler’s traveler and get lost at how much of the map I still don’t know. I desire for knowledge to become my excuse to learn more, and regret to be my motivator to never give up. Please, take my luggage away; I wont be needing style where I’m headed. Fashioned in my Father’s footsteps I’ll be, and tailored by his enchanting everything, I already am.


Details | Ballad | |

Time

Time is near me, it's within me, it surrounds me, it raps me in it's motherly loving 
arms, it cuddles me, it squeezes me so tight that it makes me feel save, nothing 
could ever hurt me.

It gives me time, the time I need to heel to repear and prepear from all the cruel 
things I've witnessed, beyond my wildest dreams. It helps me to not be ashamed 
of the person I really am deep inside and when things are just too much to 
handle, I escape reality and go into a dream world, my dream world, the one it 
supplies for me.

It gives me my wings to fly, and then when I least expect it, it crawls next to me in 
my bed and rips me out of my deep slumber and bashes my head in against the 
walls of my non-spoken tears.

It rapes me with all the wrong doing I've done, it stabs me in the back with 
sorrows and sadness, it breaks my bones with lies and deception, it burns my 
very existence with hatred and then it rips my bleeding heart and feeds it to the 
deepest darkest hence men of hades, god of the underworld and throws my 
naked self, my bruised soul on the cold dark floor of the hidden away childish 
fears and leaves me to die.


And when it's all over, after all the bad things that could happen, happened thats 
when he comes back to pick me up, dust the durt off of me and pretends like 
nothing had ever happened. He holds me once more and all hatred, all the 
hostility turns to trust...


Details | Triolet | |

The Dream

~A tribute to “The Slave's Dream” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~ 


One night the slave had a nice dream.
And in the dream he was just free. 
He heard sounds of freedom's bold scream.
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And saw the light of liberty's gleam.
No more felt flesh by whips just bleed. 
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And in the dream he was just free. 



Details | I do not know? | |

THOUGHTS

I sat with my thoughts
Hands cupped my cheeks
Eyes staring in front
In trance like state
Nothingness insight
Just a blank open space
Imagination would normally
Take place
Nothing but grey mist
Thick like a fog
Waiting too settle
Clear out this negative.

Dawn Mclaughlin.
@Dawn2013.


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In another life

In another life
When all positions are
Changed up,
I will be at your place
Sitting on your throne
Ruling the world.

In another life
You'll be abandoned,
You'll be destructed,
Hurt and cut,
You will be begging
For the ending but
The end will never come.

But don't you know,
There is no any
“Another life”.
This one we have is good enough.
Why don't I shake the order, and
Become a queen at once?

Something goes on under the curtain
Of my life for now.
You don't expect but
I will start a war.


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Dance

My baby
My precious
My warm and glowing light
I cannot seem to sleep at night
For dreaming while I'm awake.

I dream of the kindness I see in your eyes
And I yearn to be able to hold you.
I dream of what Dubai is gonna look like
And how happy I think I'm gonna feel
Complete.
Content

Radiant.

Over and over I say your name, and only because it brings its you I've fallen in love with.
Suki
My Suki
You
are my
Suki!
Lol, my friend I can't say it enough and I absolutely love it.
Love you.

Aw man, if ever there were words, I'd sing them to you.
If only there were actions that showed you strong enough, I would do nothing else but
dance them for you.

But let me tell you this, my sweet love.
I have my whole life to sing
My whole life to dance
My whole life to dream.

And I want nothing more than to spend my life doing those things with you.


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Glory

How glorious is Love ?
How magnificent it's depth ? 
How bright are it's visions ?
How true are it's directions ?
What can compare to it's shear delight ?
Where walking in it's sight
gives clarity to every living thing .
How bold are it's promises ?
It's paths hold wonder 
for every step taken upon it.
Vibrancy is it's assignation.
It beacons the heart ,
and whispers treasures in it's future.
It speaks of grand designs 
and builds it's dreams
into realities here to fore unknown.
In it the soul with happiness is filled .
Men have penned it's words
sang it's songs
and dreamed it's dreams .
It is desired above all other things . 
It's breadth is exquisite 
and vast are the many who
would sell all , to possess it
only to find it cannot be purchased .
It is a gift given freely 
it cannot be coerced 
No building can house it 
You cannot cage it 
It has no chains that can bind it
no prison can hold it , 
but within are  the floodgates of 
of heaven that waters all of life .
It is a fire that burns
all lies to ash
that purifies all intentions
and refines , polishes , and reflects truth .
Men have sought it's face
in every crack of his existence .
Men have apprenticed at it's feet
journey-manned in it's instruction
but few have mastered it 
and certainly only one has become it's Grand-Master .
But we run to reach for it's crown
we strive to bow our wills before it
to learn it  , receive it
then release it and set it free .
This the Rulers of this world 
would steal if they could  !

1 John 4
16 And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them. 17 This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus. 18 There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
19 We love because he first loved us. 20 Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen,cannot love God, whom they have not seen. 21 And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.

COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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The Final Star isn't Born

(The final star isn't born!)  
    There is a star shining in the skies above you.
    There's a hell that likes to sink inside you,
    and there’s a ambition that stands beside you,
    and a dream that likes to catch you.

    Within these dark eyes,
    is a drop of our belief.
    As you fly in these blue skies.
    you’ll soon be up there in relief.

    With the world in your hands.
    Take a chance and take a stand.
    Tell the world another great story
    and with your stories in hand.

    Take the controls, take command
    and you are the star with the best glory.
    There’s been a mirror held to my face.
    Your face is what I see in place.

    I want to see it again and again.
    You are the dream of the girls,
    come and take us just for a twirl.
    We just like to know how’s it been.

    Your are the star in the sky.
    We will come to help you fly.
    lets take on this dream together,
    no matter whats going on with the weather.

(The final star isn't born!)


Details | ABC | |

Never too far away

I know your spirit lingers here 
Your always with me till the bitter end 
Just too painful to talk about 
So I write this poem to inspire 
Wishing I could see you in the flesh 
Hopeing for a miracle 
But I know deep within my heart 
Your never too far away 
I'll always keep you with me in my heart 
That steady burns inside 
I think of when I was happy 
And all those dark and dampend clouds 
Start to fade away 
In loving faith I'll find comfort 
And like the birds that fly gracefully in the sky 
I will always see your image within those ivory clouds 
Long as I look upon to the ivory clouds 
I'll always know your never too far away 
   
  By Brian Otoole


Details | Free verse | |

Small Little Victories

If we break life down into small little victories,
It won't be long until the battle is over,
And before we know it,
The war will be won.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


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THE HANGMAN

The pay is good. The world's abrim
With men in need of dying.
Though being shunned confounds him
Some, he's past the point of trying.

Unwelcome in their church, he prays
Alone for his deliverance,
But can't recall the magic phrase
To jimmy open God's forgiveness.

He looks sidelong at all their locks,
the doors he may not enter.
And ponders hard the paradox
Of circles with no center.

The citizens avert their eyes
From him at obtuse angles.
Preserving thus in their surmise
Safe distance from the throats he strangles.

He feels no need to hide his face.
He does the work as bidden.
Yet yearns to feel the touch of grace,
Which seems perversely hidden.

The man sleeps heavy on his farm.
He's valiant in a world unkempt,
Where every breed of villain swarms.
The hangman dreams his hands are hemp.


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I dream

I Dream

I dream to strive
I dream to achieve
I dream to reach a certain goal
to dream it is god I shall call

I dream to be a success
to achieve such a dream it is
my bible I shall access

I just don't just dream to the above
I have written
I make sure what I dream comes
to reality

I dream to win the prize
it is my beliefs that shall
allow me to rise

I dream
to be supreme
I shall dream
to do the extreme


Details | I do not know? | |

I will

The chance of ridicule rears yet again
Never once more shall I meet with disgrace
No matter what they say I will reign 
On top the podium’s paramount place

Can’t be fazed by the loudest commotion
Nothing can get in the way of my track
As a dream bound train I’m set in motion
Going the distance and not turning back

Passion for the game keeps me alive
Never forgetting what I want is the key
Trust me there is no one who will strive
More to reach their true potential than me

Don’t try to get between my dream and I
No matter the obstacle it can’t hold me
Cannot jump but I promise I will fly
Above all men one day, you’ll see

More crippled than the average man
Created without strength or skill
But as long as I believe that I can
All I have to do is say I will 

I will


Details | Chant Royal | |

WE ARE CHRIST VISION

We have vision 
We are the equality of God words
A craftsmanship born to serve God
Each of us has a dream, and this dream there is a gift, a gift to live a dream and 
a gift to give a dream
Martin Luther king said I have a dream, but we have a vision 
We have a vision, a vision to love 
If you have no vision, wait God has a vision for you and me the amble of 
opportunity to grow in His eternal dream; we are his vision and instrument of God 
choice 
You, who are helpless with your dream through your trail and treacherous pitfall 
you are God eternal dream, in these last hour in time of trouble we have a dream, 
dream to feed the hunger , a dream to clothe the naked , a dream to heal the 
sick, a dream to encourage the discouraged, this was Christ dream 
When our dream was drowning, Christ reach out is hand an save us 
We are His vision
We have a purpose to live in salvation of God grace. 
We are his vision 
We have a dream, a dream to commission God work
every child, Every youth, , elder, married coupled, single, widow, fatherless, for 
the love of God and the uplifting of humanity this is our vision.
We have a vision. 
by Stanley Jean-Jacques


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i dream of dreams

i dream of a life where money is no issue
where my stomach is full
and the roof is always strong

i dream of nights out with friends
of random fun with no fear
of meeting that one special person

i dream of walking on the beach 
and holding hands with that one special person
as we smile and laugh

i dream of the sand under my toes
the wind in my hair
the warmth of love

i dream of that one girl
i might not even know her yet
but then again i might 

i dream of relationships ending well
and people staying in touch 
and a day without fighting

i dream of a day we might once again be close
a day in which we can walk together
with a smile on our face

i dream of you- of being close to you again
of just being friends, forgetting all that has perspired
of you, and me, and the way it was

i dream of a life where money is no issue
where my stomach is full
and the roof is always strong

I Dream.



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Seven steps to and fro

tears on her pillow
draw her huge billow
drowned in awkwardness
invisible in darkness
 
deafening loud scold 
denial of  mold
memories unbound
plunging her drowned speechless sound

feelings paralyze 
fears demoralize
life's always the same 
words unable to explain

ignorance dictates
returning misstates 
silencing too much
lost the connecting touch

saddening feeling
despite crushed kneeling
bricks building a wall
dry tears tell about the fall
 
time stepping backwards
frightening factors
unwanted distance
lost intense inner guidance

her new world ice glassed 
storms of the lost past
arriving ashore
irreversible once more

she fights frozen air
gazes with a stare 
searching for fires 
her own past never retires 

tears on her pillow
drawn by the willow 
dry frozen in time
fate echoed again her chime

she searches for words
struggles with what hurts
moments of relieve
her wish, dream, truth and belief


Details | ABC | |

Irish eyes I long for you

 ''twas  a new feeling-somewhat more 
Then we even dares to own before
      As I looked upon the stars 
  I hope and dreamed someone like you
   Who can take me back to my old Irish roots 
Never met anyone from the emerald hills of Ireland 
       Our Irish eyes gazing into each other
 With the tall flowering hedges shade narrow 
    With head to shoulder on your skin 
    I long to be in your arms of joy 
Show me your beauty and beauty of Ireland 
  With Rocky roads and ancient castles 
Just tell me the words I long to hear 
  And we will be at least halfway 
With many tremendous miles apart 
 I keep wishing to be with you even just once
Wherever you may be or wherever you shall go
   Just always remember I longed for you
On the field of bliss forever on My mind 
With my Irish eyes that long for you

 By Brian Otoole


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The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


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Insignificant Matters

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

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

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


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Biz zum Hahnenschrei

If only I could buy the silence
From an antique shop
Near my heart
So close to freedom
Where all the doors are open
And doves can fly
To reach heavens

But my inner asylum
Suffocates me
The air smells like tortured flesh
Unbearable stillness
Holding a calendar of sacrifice
Over my shoulders
Those nude seconds slip
Into nowhere
My fragile faith will only be awaken
Up to the roosters first song
Biz zum Hahnenschrei


Details | I do not know? | |

A Dream World

As I sit here in my dream world
I wonder what my futer holds.
44 days ago I became a mother,
what a wondrous thing it is to bair a child.
Tiny and tender an infant crys.
Joy fills a mothers heart.
As I sit here in my dream world I wonder,
if what I see is true.
A falde and used female striving to change her life.
She's frightened, and feeling alone.
Used and deserved.
Real friends and love before her,
but fear, age, time, and interests cloud her
heart and mind.
As I sit here in my dream world
 I realize that dreams don't become reality without prayer.


Details | Free verse | |

Soul Unchained

Shackles of sadness
Chains of despair
Prison of depression
A dungeon of darkness.

Sunlight shines through the bars
Its rays shining on my face
The warmth and love it brings
Gives me hope to survive.

Shadows lurking in the darkness
Taunt my existence and well-being
"You'll never make dreams come true",
"You'll never make it".

Every direction I hear them
Trying to get me to lose myself
Down a spiral of madness
Wanting to break my spirit.

Yet I lift my head high
Staring at the light
That lies outside my cell window
Showing the beauty of the sun.

The sun my only friend
Telling me to hang in there
For I have the strength I need
To break the shackles of my despair.

No matter how much pain 
My body will endure
The soul can never break
Such as the mind keeping its sanity.

I pull forth with all my might
The chains and shackles keeping be back,
Yet I pull forth toward that window
Getting closer by the inches.

The chains and shackles beginning to crack
As my will was fighting back
My determination breaking through
The soul fueling the fire within
To melt through the chains that held me down.

My arms reach out toward the window
The sound of metal chipping away
As the constraints beginning to give way
Breaking a part into pieces
As I was breaking free.

My hands grabbing the bars of the window
As I was free from my restraints
Embracing the warmth of the sun
As my eyes glowed like the aurora
For there was hope for me
I can make it out as long as I believe.


Details | I do not know? | |

Never

Never did I dream that
So intertwined, so separately
Our paths would cross this way
So intimately, so deeply

Never have my footsteps
So quickly, so easily
Fallen in sync with another's
So naturally, so happily

Never have I felt this way
So scary, so amazing
Grounded while flying
So proud, so full of awe

Never could I truly see
So oblivious, so blind
How ignorant my heart was
So selfish, so masochistic

Never was I treated
So respected, so admired
As a true equal
So fairly, so new

Never have I realized
So depressed, so low
That I have and talents and gifts
So precious, so eye-opening

Never have I loved
So sanely, so smartly
Nor have I been loved
So truly, so honestly.

Never did I dream that
So intertwined, so separately
Our paths would cross this way
So very intimately, so very deeply


Thanks for seeing me
Not my body, not my silhouette
Thanks for being selfless
So rare, so special


Details | Shape | |

I Dreamed a Dream Last Night

I dreamed a dream last night
Of flowers colored vivid bright
Of forests dappled rays of light
Of blue birds singing while in flight

I dreamed of whispers on the breeze
Singing gently through the trees
Of busy humming bumble bees
Winging by with wondrous ease

I dreamed of peace upon this earth
Of joy and laughter and much mirth
Of happy mothers giving birth
And others who proclaim their worth

I dreamed of oceans deep and wide
Of ebb and flow of changing tide
And how the froth on billows ride
And angels standing at my side

My slumber now has given flight
As I awake with great delight
Knowing that the world is right
Because I dreamed a dream last night


Details | Sonnet | |

sonnet too

Sonnet. 
I touched upon a dream perfectly chorographic 
as a ballet troupe of sardines avoiding predators.
A dance where no one applauds and everyone 
is a loser, sad except for the mysterious beauty
 of shimmering silver in a bottle- green ocean. 

I touched upon a dream sparkling as fizzy wine
bobbles clung to cool glass disappearing with 
plop- a momentarily rush of happiness- murmour 
of voices; then the wine was still, yet for a second
the of mysterious wonder is remembered.  

I touched upon a dream cold as a winter forest,
blue, frosty mist wrapped around trees; layers 
of snow on the lake of recollection, but one day
a mysterious flash; and all will be remembered.  


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The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | I do not know? | |

Our Dreams

Will you have the courage to follow your dream that haunts you every single night?
Will you have the courage to make that stand and not give up without a fight?
Do you hold your dream firmly in your mind and have it played on constant rewind?
Is it played over and over again to remind yourself of what you want to aim?

For to dream a dream may seem fine, 
But finding the courage to follow it may take time.
The reward in itself will be clear, a price for which you may pay dear.

For to follow a dream we may need to sacrifice, 
Some of our most important things in life
The end result we may not know but at least we can say we gave it a go.




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Who can won the War?

>Understanding, Up and down has a different level
>We need knowledge and experience to find a medal.
>
>Life is the combination of a different level
>Color, caste, race, religion, is a target feeble
>Is it natural discrimination or a variety of nature?
>Time has taken centuries for its identity a grapple ?
>
>Twenty centuries skill and experience is human growth pedal.
>We need knowledge and experience to find a medal
>
>A fight for power or a grace: the honor of bravery,
>Different matters have misunderstanding a level of slavery,
>Non co-operation or misjudged by the expectations
>What do you think: who can learn all about having a clevery?
>
>What is truth if God is one: religion has race and caste bundle?
>We need knowledge and experience to find a medal.
>
>How long time nature took to purify the water and fresh air?
>To grow healthy food: to differentiate the poison less affair,
>Time has taken a long to develop gravity for a planet?
>Why has only Earth a source of existence an oxygen care?
>
>Is natural process for welfare also not feasible?
>We need knowledge and experience to find a medal
>
>A process is for understanding, and sense of co-operation
>Experience and non-cooperation seems beneficiary dedication,
>Nature is powerful can ruin within few seconds if a man can do,
>but Honey Bees never mixed poison in their sweet production,
>
>Who can protect life and civilization if a person fails to handle?
>We need knowledge and experience to find a medal.
>
>Nobody can won the war: not a meaning of Liberty,
>Ancestor has tried all but struggle is a root of fraternity,
>Efforts for peace is a struggle by a dedicated person,
>We need rest after all a long struggle is natural eternity,
>
>Only peace can provide, a sense of Love; affection of cuddle.
>We need knowledge and experience to find a medal.
>
>Who can won the War: why does a person dream a War?
>How long a personal existence is? Only present is our,
>We need to learn more how to live on Earth?
>Future is uncertain: A dream of heaven is only a future,
>
>All Depends upon circumstances only nature can won a saddle.
>We need knowledge and experience to find a medal.


Details | ABC | |

Follow a dream

When your alone 

Follow a dream 
Take one step at a time 
Never settle for less 
Just continue to climp up high 
Follow your dreams 

And if you start stumble and crumble 
Please don't stop and lose your sight of goals in your life 
Press up high to the top 
Cause only on top high 
You can see your whole view 

Can we see what we have done so far 
And what we can do 
Keep pressing up high to thy sky 
And follow that dream you long to have 
Just follow a dream 
By Brian Otoole


Details | Free verse | |

no fear

Stared into the dark
Without a torch
There’s no fear in my heart
I don’t know the path or course
I’m not afraid to get bruised or scarred
Not scared to fall short
If I get lost I’ll find a different route
From a place where help wasn’t given out
You want to know why I don’t feel fear?
I stared death in the eyes and I’m still here
Made mistakes, shed a few real tears
It just made me stronger and wiser
Can deal with whatever is put on my plate I’m a survivor
No reason for me to run or dodge
Get back up if I get hit
I love being the underdog
Proving people wrong is my fetish
I don’t fear losing blood
I overcame obstacles I never thought I could
I mean everything I say
Can beat anything that life brings my way
Never take back anything I write with this pen
Fight till the end
What is there for me to fear?
I’m fully aware
One day I will lose my life
You wish you could see the world through my eyes
The only way I’ll leave is suicide
And I’m not even close to being suicidal
No one can beat me
Nothing can beat me 
I know about survival 


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A Dream Bestowing a Dream

A dream bestowing an unimaginable dream Is far beyond my imagination My dream cradles another form of creativity Freedom leads me out of troublesome society My dream bestowed another shard of vision It was far beyond my reality Our dream’s purposes will soon be fulfilled Freedom grants us tokens for two to search us out of trouble What if we took that getaway route? Would we lose a grip of reality or a segment of dreams? Don’t change your ways—you’re destined to have what you wish Reach out to snatch a sense of destination Confirmation has no reason to prefigure our dazzling palace A stunning dream mirrors in our delightful requests Marveled by the view of true ecstasy or eternal turmoil What if we look beyond realization? Would it open up the pathway to troubled reality? Look beyond our heedful dreams and your canvas of articulation Walk with me to a pathway that allows our dreams to become a reality Look down to perceive another dimension—outlying from the Earth’s alienated nations There you’ll find a dream drawing us into another atypical dream—we are lucky enough we had our freedom tokens in your “lucky” bag If we didn’t have them with us, where would we be? Far, far beyond our unknown adventure Our dream meddles with our restive reality Freedom has taken its toll into existence A dream bestowing a dream Is, in reality, beyond measure!


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The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Free verse | |

His Eyes

His eyes are a cup of warm coffee
With swirls like soft chocolate notes
Deep like the ocean without a trace of blue
Hiding secrets and emotions too;

His eyes are chopped mint leaves
Adding a color like no other
The clover color touches the hearts 
Of all who dare to seek it out;

His eyes are golden flecks
That sparkle with every breath they take
A topaz color like clean jewelry
Scattered among the darkness.


Details | Free verse | |

Hand of Art

When awoken
weave through the brush
Run and run
with eyes glued and
feet sturdy
              As you discover your canvas
seize and embrace

Grasp your fists
holding your ability 

as you grasp, grasp so tight

Swipe your brush
spreading vibrance

As the colors becomes
harmonious

Soul is present
Now your art 
is only yours


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Free verse | |

Dreams

Dreams

What good is a dream evil scheme when falling headlong in a ditch nervous twitch

Through a port in a storm one could barely see so sound the alarm;
A vision of sorted delegated deception or that of reality transformed,
Fantasy/
To dream in spite of the madness

To dream in certain gladness,

That amidst folly should chill its temporal flame;
~

The entire world today is totally insane/

To dream, amidst the common swell with ease;
Enough of cold sweat in your living Hell,
A gap between the sullen hard shell;
Dreams our built on nothing less then hardship amidst 

Tossed in a sea with compromise & charity

Through nights filled with fright & flight of fantasy
Through words filled in timeless plight & shivalry;
Dreams will take flight so forget the night,
Dreams can be crushed in the midst of catastrophe;

The heart will relinquish along with beauty/

Can ultimately realize it's equated heightened reality,
Can appreciate the light amidst the darkness ravaged in pain;
Can one negate sadness merely looking out of the window pane?
Can a leaf sullen in the fragment of one's inner imagination ?

Reality...


Details | Personification | |

Dark Visions

Have you ever  had, Dark Visions? I have,when I was seven or eight
I had a dream one night, That was a nightmare, so vivid and so frightful
fear so intense, I wet the bed. My Father wore a badge and I told him what 
happened, and with much insistence we phoned the local authorities. ( Which he knew all of
them) My Dark Vision was of an Airplane a jetliner, on fire, going down.
I saw the flames, faces, colors and style of clothes. I heard screams, pleas to God for
help and prayers. When I woke up I was praying too, in a wet  bed. Two days later the FBI
knocked at my door, with questions after questions until they were satisfied. I felt
berated and alone. Thank God for my Dad. Then it hit me their last words to my Father," If
we have any more questions about the accident we'll contact you" it..it..was real, it
really happened. My Dark Vision,,For thirty years I kept my Visions to myself, until one
day at work a friend of mine Marjie came to me and asked me if I saw things, things I
can't explain. I was floored, dumbfounded. I didn't answer. She said" I sense you had a
Vision and saw something you can't explain"  How could she know? I said " What do you
mean"? " I sense you had a dream that is troubling you, because it was more than a dream"
Gig's up, so I told her. She told me to write it down always write it down, So I did and
let her see it. 3 days later she came to me with a VCR tape, we were alone in the TV room,
so we played it. Suddenly in an instant I was flooded with the whole Vision, everything I
saw and heard. Shamefully a puddle formed on the floor at my feet, as I shook. Everything,
the Bus, the explosions, faces, the Soldier, the old man in the beret, The red headed
woman in the yellow dress and hat. It was in Israel. She had taped it from the news the
night before, the day it happened. 2 days after my Dark Vision.Now at 48 with many
conversations with my Priest and Spiritual adviser, I realize, what I thought a curse, is
actually a Gift From God. Because I am praying with them in my Dark Visions, I am helping
them. One thing I always remember from them is I tell them God is waiting for you, every
time. Then I wake up. 

 I believe my being there has brought some comfort to those souls as their end is near.
That comforts me!  God does work in mysterious ways..He has in me with...

                                           My Dark Visions!

                                                  Taz


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The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


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Colors Of Freedom

Someone came to the door of grace
With a dream clasp at hand
A picture of white laces, picket fences
Glorious man holding her hand
Solid grip as if to say all this is all
This is me
This is all of me
Only this will bring happiness
Layered with peace
Full to the brim with joy
Sequined dream on a mind hill 
Of every up and small town girl
Sharing but one life vision 
Or is it but an illusion?
I came to the funnel of mystery  
Of which generations foretell of a history 
Face to face with the dream
Begging for some piece of me 
Some more of me at the brink of salvation
Craving for truth
Is this me?
Is this all of me? 
Inside my dream I saw 
Locks and chains on delicate wrists
Where every form of movement
Tears and breaks
That white has gone bright tinged red
Gone deeper and deeper in shade
Until black
Surely life is more than this
Is this life for all?
Is this me?
All of me? 
I closed the door of my once ago reverie
Found myself surrounded by divine sympathy
Cradled in mercy
of unexpected and undeserved
Comforted by hope
Life is more than just one dream
More than just one door
Or one corner of every road
Compelled to seeking truth
The choice of life more than its world-set guise
The limitless marvel of natural wonders
Color after color of surprising hues 
Life is more than every inch of a broken glass
As even splinters so deeply cut 
Also heals in time
Every breath that grasps life
Is worth another dream
For life is more than me
This is me




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The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Dream

Lord, I had a dream of you
And saw your face up in the clouds
I knew that you were with me Lord
Though I didn’t know why or how

Why was I walking up that hill?
Who was walking by my side?
Why was I a child, Lord?
I don’t understand although I’ve tried

I think you spoke to me my Lord
Although your voice I did not hear
Did you forgive me for my sins
As I asked of you in my prayers

Was that hill the challenges in my life
The burdens I’ve had to bear
All the struggles I thought I fought alone
Not knowing you were always there

And was that person by my side
My Lord, God and King
Was my hand like the hand of a child
Holding tight to thee

I tried to understand my dream
Through so many troubled years
I tried to understand your words
But then I could not hear

I can hear you now my Lord
My eyes have opened I can see
Without your presents in my life
I am incomplete
 
I know my dream was not a dream
You spoke to me that night
And through your words of truth and love
A sinner found the light


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Romanticism | |

Mans lust for beauty

It is this of the mind that drives us crazy.
This beautiful lady of time that makes me wildly insane.
It is that of her skin I see lying here next to me.
That of her lips to mine as I dream of what could be.
It is a lust of beauty that portrays me.
As I hear her words haunting me.
It is them words to which makes me bleed.
Not that of real blood but my heart instead
It is there it runs like water through my soul. 
As I seek to find my own soul.
Her curves excite me beyond my control.
Like that of morning dew, she brings sunshine in.
Like that of the heavens above, the stars shines brightly in.
She is like an angel of God’s best sent.
As she stills my heart in prep.
It’s there I want to feel that tummy tight.
Not just the ripples but the baby inside.
It’s that of her thighs I want to feel.
As I crawl up in between them with excitement spent.
It is that of her smile I see.
When I close my eyes in sleep.
But that of her cheeks I want to feel.
As I hold her close to me.
It’s her eyes of beauty that doesn’t lie to me.
As she said she wants to be forever in life with me.
But it’s a lust of beauty to which consumes me.
As she quenches the fire from within me.
It isn’t of water but gas instead.
As it flames high and shows my heart of pure red.
It’s there I love her with all my heart.
As she shines light in the deepest part.
But it’s there she means the world to me.
As I dream of a lust of beauty being here next to me.
And never being lonely in life again. 
But be as two and making life happy again.


Details | Rhyme | |

When I Dream

When I dream
I dream of who?
When I dream
I dream of you.
	
I’m in your arms
And you’re all mine.
We’re never apart
Together all the time.

You tell me you love me
Whenever you can.
I really like hearing it
I'm a true fan.

You make me really happy
When you don’t even try.
You wipe away all my tears
If I ever cry.

But I’m hardly ever sad
And I’d never make a fuss.
Because I’m just so glad
There is an “us”.
	
Reality is different though.
None of this is true.
So I will keep dreaming
Until the day I’m really with you.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

Light or Dark, We Choose To See

Light or Dark, We Choose To See


We that cry for so very much more
 always fear opening of death's door
Images of sickle and bony face
 death's image we can not erase

Steps taken into a cavern dark
 a journey we fear to embark
Eyes shut, the light then flees
prayers given on bended knees

Shall we ,

Dance to the music of misty dawns
 celebrate the beauty of newborn fawns
Join in Nature's majestic treasure
 stroll the woods and never measure
The beauty of that calming sound
 from the depths of Nature's holy ground

Or,

Simply remember to sincerely praise
 the joy Life and Nature will forever raise
Songs in our hearts that so richly give
 paradise glimpses while we yet live.

Robert J. Lindley


Details | I do not know? | |

Tower of Shame

Shame 
Remains the same
But, I'm sure I'm its victim
IT SURE NEEDS A TRIM...

I feel ugly and slim

Devour 
The tower 
Of darkness
Leading me to distress...

I'm in a miserable mess

Kill 
The pill
Of sadness
Swallowing me whole - I'm hopeless

My gratitude transforms to frustration...
Do you sense my agitation...? 

Feel
The steel
In MY heart
Pounding me to death...

COULD ANYONE TAKE HEART?
ARE YOU GOING TO LET THE MONSTERS 
TEAR ME APART??

COWER
Away from the 
Dark and morbid tower
OF SHADINESS
Throwing bricks at me... 
I'm choking on the dry paint of filthiness

Do you hear my screams?
Do you feel my stress?
Will you keep me in your dreams?
Do you want me to be full of happiness?
Do you want to rest for the day
OR put it aside and increase my dismay?

SHAME
Has no beautiful name
But, it sure gets me 
Worked up and distressed...
When I look back at the tower, 
I don't feel the best...
Let me flee!! Let me rest... 

...or I'll feel tired and depressed


Details | Rhyme | |

Courtship -a teeter totter poem

When love is in the air,
Oh! What an indulging affair.
With a day in hope,
The other in despair.
A moment in desire,
The other a blazing pyre.

An outburst of clemency,
Sufferance an entity,
A flare-up of chemistry,
A demonstrable nonentity.
Acceptable excessively,
Insufficient distressingly.

A teeter totter baggage,
An enchanting package.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Ballad | |

Selene

Like when I'm in your arms i am safe
Like when in running agaisnt the wind
All my loosing all my fears within
 
With every light seeping through
I couldn't dream of anything more immaculate
 
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
 
"Your beauty is all I seek
Come stay an enternity in sleep"
 
"cold mistress just leave me
I'm going throughly this star-caressed lands, wasted"
 
"You are for me
Shall be mine
together; never Lovelorned
Within an enteral rest
Passing through thy heart"
 
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | ABC | |

The city

Forever setting an casting this life. Forever weeping its sunda as she crashed and put her self at bay. 

Hide away weeping and creeping always seeping. Never to see the light of day. For every morning weeping for ever creeping up thy path. Rusty gates  lay at bay. Creeping open at a whisper !!!!

The city stands tall at a glance she will never fall. The people fight for the right to strand. But they seek no darkness. And seek no creeping path of sunda. To feel the warmth off this slumber. As they sleep this nightmare away. 

The city sleeps but never weeps as she lay in rune. Waiting for her people to walk her streets once more. The city shall stand tall. And shine with all her might as the people return once more.


Details | Blank verse | |

Dancing Shadows

Dreams have their own peerless value. 
Like oceans enormity, 
This resting shadow can be vast
Diving into its depth 
Lays hidden meaning of unspoken voices in the dark,
Like a bystander you watch its dance beneath unconscious —bursting with meaning but unable to find a soul to decipher it.


Details | Free verse | |

One Pen One Page One Dream

Some say I write the truth.

They say if I sell my work my bankroll would skyrocket to the roof.

I say writing is just an everyday thing for me.

It's not a job; it's more like a dream for me
.
I do it out of feeling, I do it for fun.

I know when I have a child my gift is going to be pass down to my son.

I'll tell him everything starts out as a dream.

All it takes is one dream it seems.

To make a poet all it takes is one pen.

To start a book all it takes is one page.

But to make a great poet it starts out as a dream it seems.

I know what you're saying, what do all this mean?

To be a writer like me it takes one pen, one page, one dream.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Light Poetry | |

IN THE THORNY EYES

                        In the thorny eyes
Truthfully I stared right through
His broken glass, in thousand pieces 
I redeemed my might... for the pain he felt                Plain my night
Not a memory inside, just an empty cloud
Clinging for something more prudent  
For old times...
Is it me my heart longing for a cracking sound!
Is it me my heart pleading for the softest songs
Yes your heart has been once brutal...
Banished and forgotten...
Though to me in thorny eyes I see you, standing fatally
Comfort is what I’m here to mender you...my love
In thorny eyes, you captured my laugh
In thorny eyes you conquered my life
Hardly believed, for your old silly mistakes...
Known by your cruelty acts...

I will cover you in many colours of light
Crystallize your world in different stars  
And cross my heart, for old times...
To reverse 
In thorny eyes...I loved.END


Details | Free verse | |

Dark dreams

In the darkness you try wanting                                                                                 but in reality of the light you never were                                                                       you never will be forever in the light                                                                             for when light dims it is just to ignite                                                                             to watch the darkness flee again


Details | Free verse | |

River of Dreams

Wandering through the wilderness of my mind
Thoughts circulate like ripples across a stream,
As time liberates beloved, cherished memories
Mysteries unsolvable, showcase wonderments
Adrift in rhapsodic rhythms of a lover’s dream,

A river of illusory rainbows soundless melodies 
Like cascading waterfalls twinkling in sunlight, 
My special rememberings, sail beyond the stars 
Starry-eyed  imaginings,  ephemeral visitations 
Recollecting the heartstrings of life in the night,

A bystander to my soul’s impermanent odyssey
O’er a lifetime yearning, forever standing still,
Journeying thru waves of tormented dreamings
Happenstance’s tempest-swept, jaded plaything
Often dispirited and care-laden against my will,

Tis a wonder life’s wild-eyed dream continues
For this lowly heart at the crossroads doth jest,
Midst a whirlwind of angst, waiting to exhale
In darkness happens rescue, a serenade of light
Along mystic highways forever hoping to rest,

In an ocean of galaxies this aweary spirit soars
Like the moon majestically agleam in the night,
Against life’s monolithic challenges hope rises 
As rivers of living waters celebrated daydreams
Jubilantly and blissfully dance in the starlight.

© Eugene Harvey


Details | Rhyme | |

Rise Above

To become better and rise above it all
Keeping my footing so not to slip and fall
To show positive success to the next generation
In hopes that I can give some inspiration
Your background, religion, nor your race
Not your nationality, or even your birthplace
Can stop or slow your climb to the top
Not if you have an ambition,that is nonstop
Even while gazing up and the top seems so far
Still reach for the biggest and brightest star
It has not been easy at times and rewards few
And once I reach my dream my job is not done
See then my dream has just begun
Making a dream I must make it a reality and mine
Cherishing it as I would a fine wine
Unlocking the will to make it live
Knowing to achieve it first I had to give
Doing it my way unlike the rest
I take what I have and make it the best!


Details | Rhyme | |

How To Find Hope And Faith

Hope is found inside your heart
Which is a good place to start
Keeping faith and dreams safely
Stored until the day you maybe
Find your hope is getting low
Just look for that inner glow
Shining brightly till you find
There's no need for being blind
To the things that really matter
Nothing should restrict or shatter
How positive and brave you are
With no doubts you can go far
As dream visions in your head
Know there is nothing to dread


Details | Free verse | |

Unicorn

Unicorn with ivory horn. A mythical beast of legends. Flying high in open sky. Where black and white don't matter. Lost dream or the truth. Who can ever really say. Just let me ride upon your back. So I can taste the freedom. Lonely dream but I believe. You were here at one time. A dreamers dream of real life. That exist within each being. Paper moons and small white lies. A beast thats lost in time. I believe you still survive. Within some peoples minds. Wandering as a free soul. Throughout a misty land. Flying high within a world. Uninhabited by man.


Details | Free verse | |

Listen To The Rain-Part 1

Listen to the rain. It sings. It whispers.

Listen to the rain. It heals. It covers.

I lay in the grass. Thinking. Wondering. The rain falling, splashing on my cold pail skin. Splashing on my hair. Dancing on my dress.

It's falling all around me. Covering me. Protecting me. My body. My heart. My soul.

Healing the wounds. Covering the scars.

I close my eyes and feel it's cold touch. Drop by drop. Sinking in my skin.

I listen to it fall. I listen to it whisper. I listen to it sing. I listen to the wind. Blowing screeching. Screaming. Pounding the rain against my body. Against the grass. I lesten to the thunder roll. Roar. Growl. I listen to the lightning crack and slash the dark sky.

I'm thinking. Wondering. Hoping. Hurting.

I'm thinking about you. Wondering about you. Hoping for you. Hurting for you.

I miss you. I need you.

The pain is unbarable. I can't stand to be away from ou. I can't stand not feeling your touch. I can't stand not hearing yur voice.

So I lay in the grass. I listen to the rain sing. I listen to it whisper.

I let it heal me. I let it cover me. I let it cover the scars.

I listen to the rain. It hides my tears. Washes them away. The wind carries waya my worries. My doubts. The thunder hides my cries. My sobs.

But the lightning brings you. Brings images of you. Brings memories of you.

I can't help but smile. I hold you dream catcher and tags tight against my chest. I hold our picture.

Another crash, another stike. I get you for one more night.

The sky gets darker and darker. More and more memories of you flash through my mind.

The rain grows harder, the lightning grows longer.

In the grass I lay, smiling, soaked. Clutching our picture. Clutching your tags. Clutching your dream catcher. The last memories with you.

I will meet you again. I will see you again. I will be in you arms again.

We will make it.

The wind dies down and the rain slows. The thunderstops, so does the lightning show. My show of you is over.

Sad once again I lay in the grass. Listening to the rain sing. Listen to the rain whisper.

I look at our picture. A tear escapes my eye.

I miss you. I wish I could be in our arms again. I wish you could hold me. I miss being with you. I miss hearing you.

Another tear added to my growing fear. My growing saddness.

Another tear for you. I miss you. I need you.


Details | Rhyme | |

Grace of angel

Wings of highest angel
glide smooth and lightly
reveals goodness of peaceful touch
whisper upon skin slightly

I feel the evil melt away
so gently it leaves
grace sets upon my breast
like a faint summer breeze

Happiness never felt afore
in this life none to compare
raw and naked love
so amazing 
a token so rare

Hard to obtain,
maybe how it was to be
floating in and out
able to grasp a mystery

Some able to reach farther
than others
hands outstretched
blesse the gift of art
drawing the far fetched

Wings of an angel
Glide smooth and lightly
Everyday I pray
Free my melancholy

Set upon the horizon
i see her touch others
am I undeserving
crying under my covers

Touch me too my angel
see my one wish come true
watch over my children
i shall forever be true


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | I do not know? | |

Mistake the knowing

Bright stars hidden behind clouds start to break through lighting the tops of the trees so the crickets can sing. 

overrun thoughts loosing the sense of the what's expected idea only to slowly dissolve as time stands noiseless with a broken heart still beating.
A moment of silence I thought was you, and I waited till the silence of nothing to come. 
 
Forgotten forlorn I was standing weak reaching far and high being lured in and with no compunction, your mind is of no surprise of yesterday's today. 
 
 Stuttering sighs mistake the knowing consequences from one side bringing the lingering thought that never leaves, leaving dejection and desolate weak worn soles I walk thick to thin. 

The bitter taste of rejection of no remedy seeps deep within my starving soul, lost and damaged I've let you go. 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Poet's Tale

the poet sheds one tear
on a hundred sentences
empty papers, unwritten years
locked exits, locked entrances 
the night brings her fears 
loneliness, ugly resemblances
so the poet goes to sleep
and she dreams of scenes
scenes that never existed

You can hear her at night
Her cries they horrify 
They cut through the silence
And silent after the sunrise 
I can feel her pain
it's a torment to the sane
it's a lover to darkness
and an enemy to pureness

The poet writes her masterpiece 
The perfection of pain and grieve
The beauty of a feeling unleashed
Weeps from the deception of beliefs 
A relief comes as robbed from a thief 

The poet feels high as she writes
But the poem refuses to end
three days and nights and fright 
But relief wont come again
The poet spent a lifetime 
She found no happy endings
Sought a completed rime  
And found nothing but death in it


Details | Free verse | |

Moonglow

A curious outlook was once made in exploration

Shifted in the sand of some newest invasion
A frantic waste in some Payton Place
Through twisted logic one may learn
A swift variation in some dream then sublime

Tainted by the ever increasing worry of the day

Long stemmed roses a purple type of haze
A ham hardly eaten even though it clearly wasn't glazed
Moonglow over Miami
Moonglow in my memory

Moonglow over the sunbeam
A pictoral montage of design through the influx caught in time
We mix words filtered through a sorted disgust of intellect
Being exposed to the elements

Then in direct response to its vested choice prediction

Was their something else that you have been wishing
Moonglow may turn over a brand new episode
In direct correlation to a dream while living in a vile world filled with mean!
~

On sunlit days through the briars & hate

Those who claim to be something when they are nothing?
Moonglow
Those who have tremendous tombstones for eyes,
Does this come at any big surprise?

Moonglow

The prince of the air who doesn't even care!
Viscious long hanging fangs that bite in the night to fright!
We stand erected in front of the mirror
A glistening aura filtered through hope in logical & happiness

Torn

Moonglow fever!
The twilight sun had tainted my inner vision
In coping stregnth with logic & scope
In instant fervor with power & stregnth

A promise that was once made in the dark has now come into its fullest of light
To help light the spark to what it was I have been waiting for,
Shining diamonds full of circles in certain peril asunder
Abortion on demand when will we ever understand ?
Decisions that were once made in the dark
Have now again come to its fullest of lights
Homeless in our streets
Moonglow

A branch once twisted then fallen headlong through the wind tempted to once again regain;
The instant knock on the door let us convert after repentance to suddenly explore so much more !

Moonglow
A solution from the very presence of reality
Tombstones for eyes in their evil vested eternity !


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You Are Jamming My Dreams

I wait crossly
To get picked up straightaway
I wait optimistically
To step into the murky bowels of my car

I can’t advance…
When you’re dragging me to your feet
I can’t progress…
When you’re motivating me to be incomplete

I wait at ease
To get a ride home
I wait with heaps of crotchetiness
To jam myself into the jumbled car

I can’t drive on…
When you’re creating traffic in my dreams
I can’t carry on as fast
When you’re taking your time on the freeway,
Though your obedience beams

You’re jamming my dreams, sweet dream catcher
You’re liveliness gleams…It’s not what it seems... (2)
It’s certainly not what it seems…
Blame it on my dreams!
You’re just a dream come true…
It’s nothing that popped out of the blue…
It’s not that surprising
If you only knew…
Oh, you don’t have a clue…
This infatuation is positively true!

I can’t move on…I can’t drive on… (2)
I can’t ride on the road to victory…
I can’t burst forth by dashing proudly
Until you hit the brakes and cease from
Jamming my exotic dreams

I can’t travel on… I can’t light up the sky…
I can’t dream on and on and on
I can’t drift on and on
I can’t…I can’t move on
I can’t… I can’t!
Until you inspire me to gleam!

(the whispers grow soundless)
I can’t drive on…
I can’t drive on…
I can’t drive on…
I can't...I can't...
I just can't,
Dear friend...
*silence*


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When Dreams Come True

There lived a dream within our heart,
With visions dancing in our mind
The home we’ve longed for from the start
Soon, we realized, hard to find.

We know however, when we dream
‘Tho the task be great or small
Never to say “never”
Or we shouldn’t dream at all.

For every dreamer, in God’s plan
To make that dream come true
He’ll touch some heart, with His hand
And that heart he touched was you

We encouraged ourselves, “Don’t give up!”
And at times we’d feel, ‘done in’
Then you would call, and give us hope
Determined we would win.

Day by day you’ve labored hard,
To finally give our dream a birth
And favored us with great regard
To show us what our dreams are worth

Please accept this little token
We pray this key unlocks the doors
For every one of your dreams unspoken
All you desire, and more 


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Il Fiore Della Bruma P5

The little boat of my intellect now sets sail,
To course through gentler waves,
Leaving behind her a sea so cruel.
There is no smoke beyond our wooden surface
And moonlight eases a dark
Void of wind, rain and storm
Leaving behind a most carnivorous tide.
The little flower of my dreams
The littered hope from dank descent
The light fury allure of the bleeding of vessels
The water is calm of October.

To end what do we breathe so clearly?
What ends us to breathe so clearly?
Like the shape I carve to an unfound desk
Sweetest and purest; the stillness of air.
And of what nature:
Who flickers in sight,
Walks beside open steps,
Addendum movements while here I,
Gripping a rock, for the water is calm of October.

Memories falter when replaced
Swimming so deep in own delight.
Returning again to face
When water turns to ice?


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The Rambling of a pen

Why dose the thought of god
Bring us tranquility
Why does the loss of control
Bring us harmony

Is it the Hands of God we fear?
	Hands that smite and take
Is it the Hands God we love?
	Hands that create

Is there a throne in the afterlife?
	Or is it a thought of men
Is there a throne in paradise?
	Or is to question it a sin

Shall we rest upon the clouds		
	To sleep in heavens peace
Shall it be a peaceful slumber		
I hope it will never cease

Shall I dream of this a little longer	
Until I see the face of God
Shall it be as the preachers say	
 My heart seems so flawed

Why don’t I dream of God
No care for his face
Why am I forlorn to doom
In this fated place


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Trust in prayer

Our tomorrow forms
by what was done today.
God will help us through 
you only have to pray.
Walk not the path that is wanted
go the road for you which is right.
Every dream we dream is possible
but,  you must keep this dream in sight.
Hold on to hope, faith, and beliefs
you can find strength within your will.
Trust that God will bring you home
when your heart is forever still.


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day night

choke back fright dark and dusty,
flight plan a little rusty,
hope for a ride have fun, 
then run, and hide, 
twinkle twinkle distant dear

insecure considering all that's been said,
up for interpretation from a rocket bed,
sparkly conjecture, with pale complexion,
simply put a man without a plan of attack,
swells come regular, damn you fear

love is not a modern day invention,
like breathing,
or a one sided upside down mathematical equation,
a lot like truth yet yields ill conclusion

...like sleeping without,
and reaching for air,
because she's not there


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The Dream Of A Baby

Me and my mom sit all alone 
as she hums a very slow tone 
i close my eyes as i dream of life 
and what i will be a girl or a wife
as i drame of what i will be 
i thought of when she sets me free 
i think of what will happen today 
i will always be a step away
i dream what could really last
this beautiful world goes by so fast 
i open my eyes to find it right
the answer was as plain as sight 
it was my mom and what she will be
because at the time i was only three


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ON THIS DAY: 01.20.09

In 1963 Dr. King gave a speech in Washington D.C.
it was a most stirring address that became a prophecy
he made mention of a dream of an America he had invisioned
one with justice, equality for all and no more racial division

In 1964 the Civil Rights Bill was signed and enacted
that federal law designed to have racism in America impacted
yet the struggle continued and the battle raged on
but God had something coming up on the horizon

In 2004 a man of mixed race decided to take up the cause
a Columbia grad with a Harvard degree who did not stop to pause
based in Illinois he ran for the United States Senate seat
and despite the odds against him the opposition he did beat

In 2007 God move Senator Obama to the next phase
the Spirit compelled him to step up and enter the Presidential race
many thought he was an upstart and by many he was rejected
as he wasn't a part of the early movement and wasn't what they expected
But God will use any kind of man to accomplish His goals
all He requires is an obedient servant who allows Him to be in control

In 2008 the Democratic Primary was a most unpleasant fight
it was not only about gender it became about Black and White
but the youth of today stepped up, joined in and took a stance
and the young Senator from Illinois now had a fighting chance
and after the dust had settled it became a very clear choice
the American people voted and the world heard their voice

that young upstart Senator Barack Obama won the Presidential race
and now the most powerful job in this world belongs to a man with a Black face
but more importantly he's a man who doesn't distinquish himself by his color
he's the President of every American citizen Jews, Gentiles, Sisters and Brothers

It was not a coincidence that on the day he won his party's nomination
it was 45 years to the day that Dr. King addressed the entire nation
it was not a coincidence it was all God's design
that this young intelligent black man would have his season at this time

a people delivered from slavery into the ultimate seat of power
on this day in U.S. history African American's shining hour
to be vindicated and now elevated
to be validated and now celebrated

Oh yes we can for hope has been renewed and restored
Oh yes we can pray that peace will reign again once more
On This Day the Rev. Dr. King's dream become divine
On This Day January 20th in the year 2009
ON THIS DAY


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The Waterfall of Dreams

I once had a dream or did my dream have me
Sometimes the truth can be real hard to see

I lived in the shadows of desire and lust
Landing where I may like particles of dust

My heart it was empty and my soul was so tired
As I tried to mask my pain by staying wired

Then one day something special happened to me
I closed my eyes, which enabled to see

In the same way as we scrape the burnt off our toast
The Lord delivered me from my addictive host

Then he opened up my eyes and taught me to see
Through the eyes of a man living honest and free

Everyone life is a river that flows down a hill
It’s an emotional ride full of heartache and thrills

But just beyond the rapids as rough as they seem
Put your faith in the Lord and ride the waterfall of dreams





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Keep the Peace

“Keep the Peace”

 When the world doesn’t move to our rhythm we tend to lose our peace
If we yield and bend like water our pain would surely cease
God teaches us to be kind and gentle when we’re treated with anger and hate
We need to absorb this teaching or come to a fiery fate
This is what Jesus taught us when his limbs were bound with nails
Clear thought, love and compassion is the way that never fails
When the dark side seems to find us be strong and see the light
And let His warmth rush through you and tell you everything’s alright
For the world is in need of good words that strengthen and reinforce
And dream the dream of dreams and stay steadfast on your course 
8/15/2011
Copyright 2011


 


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KEEP THE FAITH

(Free Verse) Sometimes we all have to try something new, But we're so afraid to fail if once we only try, That's when we need to have a bucket full of Faith, You need to keep the Faith all the time, do you know? Without Faith and Hope what are you going to do, I wonder, There are times when we could lose everything we own you see, It's possible to lose your health,and the people that you love, And all your material possessions,your credit cards,your money,your home... When your world goes upside down like a ship in the night, That's when you need to find and to hang on to your Faith, Sometimes you need a new start but you're so afraid to try, I know sometimes there's no way to know if they will be right or wrong Till you get the courage to do it one way or the other by tomorrow or now, Pray and trust in God.Have Faith!He'll be there with you no matter what,I just know! Dorian PetersenPotter aka ladydp200 copyright@2005 December,12,2014


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Drop Out

She made the mistake 
She left her dreams behind
Her father gone 
Her mother lost in her own world
Baby brother became her own
Partime worker 
Age 16
She started to pray day and night 
When things just didn't turn out right
Hoping a guardian angel would stop by
The day came sooner than she thought 
Hope can alive
She walked on that stage 
She sang her heart away
It was never a mistake 
She would have never made it to this stage 


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Navriss in the still

I closed my eyes to dream and my dreams were empty
The Angel, the stairway, the stars, the star
They were all gone
It’s been so long since I felt her presence in my life
In dream where once I liked to go for solace
I find a void
Silence

In the face of such silence
What am I supposed to do?
I reach out into the wellspring and find it empty
There’s nothing left and still
Still I know something secret
Something sweet

Silence has fallen across my dreams like a blanket of snow
Somehow cold and desolate in the quiet
I know that I am supposed to feel despair
Because I am alone
Bereft of my guide, has fled me
But there is no despair
There is nothing

I am alone in the silence of my dreams

I know

I guess in the absence of despair
I am just left to wonder
Just left to wonder

How come I know it is silent at all? 


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RIDDLE

The Truth is the Gift of Gods Word
for it's understanding the habitation has stirred
softly upon spirit we listen to it's call
comprehension to it's voice like a seed is small

Can you understand the wise man's riddle
apprehend interpretation the narratives trail
from beginning to end surround the middle
without understanding it's Truth you may fail

Upon the Truth are your heavens fixed
the hearing upon earth with lies are mixed
to many have reached a state of complacency
the cares of this life has choked ability

You lead upon paths unknown
a flight those having wings have flown
I tell you upon the rise of each day
that you must lead and show us the way

Oh Shepherd like a lamb you guide me
for I am lost to the flock without thee
My Lord and my God you have called us out
faith in you but confidence in self do doubt

With every gesture you affirm the way
yet evermore before me do my sins lay
I look around upon those I do see
whose lives are worth much more than me

The seventh day Jehovah has blessed
where mankind will enter into his rest
abundance of joy will fill the earth
as Gods Kingdom has given birth

The fruit of her labor is worldwide
she will wipe the tears her children have cried
Gods woman has brought forth Life
she will train the children remove their strife

You are God from the womb of my mother
have preserved me from violence of brother
your handmaiden as captive I serve
given more than anyone here deserve

I listen to the music of your call
understand I grace given since fall
for to live is Christ and to die gain
and within the hand of your Love remain

Forsake me not when I reach that hour
frail woman in mankind has not power
give me courage so I don't therein cower
for I have beheld the future from your tower

Oh my gentle Lord your path holds no discord
our seas turned to glass when we do as asked
neath your wisdom do kneel as truth you reveal
all thinking given you and insight given true

Hold me close and in your arms
for hear I do the trumpets alarms
you have signified my death
for those you love I give my breath

Hold my hand on the path you take
for I am weak and easily break
a thing that is soft and frail
for those you love like Lord impale

Now I know the path to you
by example your loved showed true
willing I am to give you my life
like anointed Son did for wife


source 1John 3:16 Romans 12:1-2

© 2010 PoetryofProvidence
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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outline

annointed by indifference,
chastened by chance,
punished by shame -
rewarded by peace,
knighted by love -


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MIKE WILLIS

Most guys have a Dream Girl,
they conjure in their mind.
They’re always much more perfect,
than a real one they might find!

But my friend Mike, was different.
He told this tale to me.
His was not a Dream Girl,
she was real as she could be!

But, Michael, wasn't quick enough,
I guess its just his fate.
He couldn’t build his Dream Girl,
he was twenty years too late!

The good Lord beat him to it,
what else is there to say!
He built one like Mike wanted,
then threw the mold away!

Mike wished that he’d been quicker.
I tell you it’s a shame!
He knew he’d met his Dream Girl,
Jenny was her name!

Her hair was black as charcoal,
her eyes were dark and bright.
Her smile it went from ear-to-ear,
everything he felt was right.

A terrific sense of humor,
with lots of charm and wit.
A bundle full of womanhood,
and looks that wouldn’t quit!

A wonderful co-worker,
on whom he could depend.
If he ever needed anything,
she was, his new best friend! 

But, the fact is, she was taken,
turns out, she was engaged!
There was nothing poor ole’ Mike could do,
 he felt he’d been upstaged!

So Mike was at a loss,
his Dream Girl had been taken.
He decided  to keep looking,
so his quest, won’t be forsaken.

 I encouraged Mike to carry on,
 to keep an open mind!
 Somewhere in this crazy world,
 was a Dream Girl, he would find!

Well that was many years ago,
 but please don’t shed no tears,
cause Mike did meet his Dream Girl,
 and they’ve been married thirty years!


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D.R.E.A.M

Some seek for something that would never be theirs.

Some fall back from life because they're scared.

Some go through life with people telling them what they can't do.

I know because I'm just like you.

But I live to prove people wrong.

A dream lives within everything.

A happy or bad home.

A happy or sad song.

But who really knows what the word "Dream" really means?

Well I do.

Doubt Really Encourages A Man - D.R.E.A.M - it seems.

Living to prove someone wrong that's what makes a dream.

Wanting to be something greater then you are, that's what makes a dream.

To try to live to help your family, that's what makes a dream.

Never let anyone tell you what you can't do.

They're mad at what you can do.

Make a name for yourself -  see me, 
the name's  Young Gifted.

Because I been in this game so long I'm known to be gifted.

What I'm trying to say is if God gave you a gift use it.

Let the haters talk.

And keep your dream alive.


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the sight of dreams

The sight that is mysterious in many ways,
It is hard to explain day by day.
Though I wonder why,
How come I can see dreams that cannot be told.
I dream of people that I have not seen.
I felt it was weird to me.
I did wonder still but one dream kept me alive.
I dreamed that I danced with a girl at the ocean,
She was beautiful.
Though, I had a strange feeling it was you.
The way it felt to be hold tight.
The way in how she said,
"I will always protect you."
The sight of dreams I will always keep as a gift.
But remembering that dream of you is a better gift...


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shattered

Open my soul to the world, and let a million butterflys pass me by
falling back on a sense of belonging ill see the way it should be
thought of things shared with none
fears and sorrow shatter dreams
all of these are peacefull things
when my mind is altering the way i see a mistery
shadows pass an eerie pane of glass
shattered on concrete as i sing a song of endless grace
places to speak my mind when no one else will
things to prove what i really mean
not telling lies to get me by, but telling truths to show...
why i am diffrent
keeping my word, when my word is all i have
telling the world i am a lonely soul
fading in me is a dream of lust a dream of true passion
falling away from my faith bit by bit, something slips
and i find a faith renewed, nothing will take me from him
he is my guiding light my only unforgetable truth
for it is he who has saved me and all i believe in
but what if belief has been honored with gifts
a present from above as it were, bliss in a kiss, hope in a hug
freedom in a word, or maybe... a phrase... think to yourself
these things hold true, byond what we think about on a daily basis,
what things do you honor above the deceat of others?...,
do you deafy yourself the right or act of honor by decieving others?...
why now, why must i realize what i have longed to protect, no not protect
to dispise...
love is an illusion but atleast i can feel happy for a moment, but LOVE
is true compation for another living soul and should be held in highest regard
even if you can show none in return.


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Belief in The Universal Entity

Belief in The Universal Entity
 
And was mankind created to dream for no reason
Locked in an awareness
Only physical
What we sense through this body
Is only an impression
Of the energy field
Created between each and every single atom
 
We touch reality
We know
We feel
This purpose of the divinity
Is to know
And touch
Itself
 
And was mankind created to dream for no reason
To desire and want
Faith it is said can make it so
Know it to be so
And it will be so
If all we would do is believe
 
So small we have become
So small
So small embroiled in our fear of death
So small
That we have forgotten life’s abundance
 
Creation did not create the lack
Of anything
Creation is after all everything
And in this all encompassing wealth of existence
We by the power of our awareness
Could do
Or have
Or be
Anything
 
If all we would do is believe
 
We touch reality
We know
We feel
This purpose of the divinity
Is to know
And touch
Itself

“Oh ye of little faith
I say unto you should you desire the mountain to move
It would move”
 
And was mankind created to dream for no reason
All the aspects of lack
Would vanish
The concord and promise of eternal love
And truth
Would give no other explanation
 
No need for greed
Or avarice
No need for struggle
Or gluttony
Or pain
They fall away as mere misjudgments
Of the undeniable truth
Of actuality
 
We were created in the image and likeness of God
And that which is divinity
Is the universal eternity
We are a single united
Entity
We are with, inside, we are God
 
You see there is no separation
Between us
No boundary of constraint
And was mankind created to dream for no reason
It is only because we have fallen
From the position
Of faith
 
No need for greed
Or avarice
No need for struggle
Or gluttony
Or pain
They fall away as mere misjudgments
Of the undeniable truth
Of actuality
 
We touch reality
We know
We feel
This purpose of the divinity
Is to know
And touch
Itself


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UNTITLED parts 1 & 2 (please comment)

you are all a lost generation -- Gertrude Stein ?

I

Once hallowed encephalon 
cavernous cerebral chasms
	now less serene 
		ruptured n' spleen
Subjected to ravenous days?
Days n' illumination?
n' summers hibernation?
Awaiting eschatology and Madonna's divination

In summers somnolent slumbers I was told
In dreams of all truths and history's scrolled
and what a fair delication to unfold
truth rings from the shell aft each reeling beak's descent
Forsake of the shell's salty fleshes derivment

A fleshy flower buds on the briar
To pluck and dissect or leave to admire

Death in creation
dreaming awakes, awakenings dream
In our waking weakness lies perfection
But, oh how sweet to dream  

Subjected to my piety in blinding ruth	
did I in dreaming sin for sooth?

Had Queen Mab or Archimago	
	twist my thrice twisted dreams
		with lies, abashing
and which in violence dance and beam
As waves with phosphorus' glow
they in guise clever crashing: gleam 
false sooth, in golden pools of indigo 
ever changing yet constant
As waves upon the shore
	singing
Sometimes soft and melancholy
Sometimes malice, as to destroy

Death in creation
dreaming awakes, awakenings dream
In our waking weakness lies perfection
But, oh how sweet to dream 
II

Oh my visage
how it pales in the light beside... 
	her 
		my madonna 
my oracle my day
Darkness in its defined fray
and I Amidst a Yeats' Byzantine nightmare 
to linger, to consist, to decay, an ill-stared heir
	a doxology,
		       pregnant with heterodoxy. 

Paling in comparison, in cavernous fright
days n' days and infinite blight
Static tremors. Intangible vibrations
	Winter
		Summer
			Solstice
Hibernation

To seek what lay beneath
the countenance of the Madonna
the purity
The past I prospectively reap
	n' seep
		n' sow
The city's concrete catacombs glow  
The future in night
day's abrasive
in its own right
reside in the day
confide in night
Rage, rage and endless blight 
in dreaming escape day n' days of 
a lifetimes endless death, in love 

Death in creation
dreaming awakes, awakenings dream
In our waking weakness lies perfection
But, oh how sweet to dream  





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Rapture

I will fall asleep and dream of a place often forgotten
And drift off into a realm of angels and gold;
A single pathway leads there, rarely ever trodden
Existing in a city where age is never old.

The rain drops stream down, saturated with life
Filling the hearts around them with everlasting love
Burying in the meadows all discord and strife
And clouds full of light, hovering weightlessly above.

I will fall asleep and dream of a place void of night;
I feel the warmth of the sun embracing my heart
While I soak up the affection of the light
Glowing with joy and praise from an undeserved new start.


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Dreaming Only Dreaming

I dreamed I was a writer, the pen I could not put down.
And in the dream my books would fill the Library in my town.
Ah, but too the Lord hath spoken says he. "There's no financial gain, its wealth 
will come to those who read the books that print your name".
This did not make me happy for I was almost broke
and I says "Lord there's no incentive when you do for other folk"
But as I floated around the Library for in the dream this was the case
I learned that money did not matter much when put in its rightful place.
It was here the thought occurred to me 'A Revelation of past years'
that is took this Library of books to release my childhood fears.
For I was known as a deep thinker, one rarely heard me speak
but when I put the pen to paper the Mississippi sprang a leak.
In flooding my experiences from page to endless page
I faced my inner shadow released it from it's cage.
Perhaps I misinterpreted for the Lord would speak no wrong
and sweetly, oh, so sweetly my voice returned in song.
For the first to read the books of course before they were put on any shelf,
was now  Author and Editor of the wealth I bought myself.


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BITE

There is a thin line between anxious, nail-biting life and bitter buried death. 
Though we tread carefully the tightrope has been lit by the match of time. 
Let us hem these charbroiled rends that the ones we loved have spoiled, in an attempt to pull us down. 
With heart mottled arms we reach into perilous seas. 
To find a siren singing her eardrum bashing hymn. Is this love? 
I think I will just hook my baited heart and cast once more. Bite.

-Mitch


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Be

be what you dream of
be what you belive in
be the way you wanna be
be what you wanna be
the choice is for you and you alone
anything you can dream you can become 
belive in yourself
be what you dream of
you can be anything you dream
anything you wish you can become
anything you can be will benefit you, not me
belive in yourself that's all ya gotta do
Be Be Be


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The Poet

We all look out at the austere scenic view

Away into darkened silence to summon its approaching few
Some may even insist on writing a haiku?
Others ponder or relinquish to disagree;
The poet writes to expose the lie,

A light fabrication as the time passes by;

Yet the poet can visibly see where others clearly can't...

Out of darkened caverns with very trim decorum,

Still the poet can see what no one else clearly can't...
Has a very keen eye for detail where as others;
Well, others clearly don't understand?
As in the likes of a Pound, Ashbery & Whitman,

There's clearly no need by which to pretend,


In rich, texture tucked away;

To dream the impossible dream or neglect to waste the day...
The poet then looks arbitrary;
The poet looks again at things with a deeper eye,
An eye by which to sing as in a song;

As a song that can ever be sung
The poet then looks intently into the craft he wishes to support;
In branded ivy twisted off the cork
In desolation the thrust of shock
In motives of anticipation when one thinks a lot
In a promise that was made in the dark has come to its fullest of light;
In anticipation to never give up on the fight
As an eagle soar to domains out of natural sight
The poet looks again intently by which to pretend
With sullen wings in flight to forget the night
Shades of grass within orchards grasp 

The poet still dreams of better days never getting lost in its purple type haze
Shattered glass out on the parchment floor lest to find its decor
Shelter lies dormant onto its beckoning call to live the dream
To never look back at its proverbial plow

The poet is me & the poet is you
Blackened hearts in memory beneathe its borrowed pew
In sunlight the divination again sets in;
The promise of a better tomorrow or that in Summer to begin?

The poet can dream at night in distant flight;
To touch its empty swell between the lines
A hand to hold with only one to bind.
A heart to discern its peril intention,

The poet will soon learn an ellaborate invention,

Yet we all must siit back & wait in deep anticipation?


Details | I do not know? | |

FEEL OF THE RISING SUN

Beyond the truth the lie exists
for whom you die for whom you live
you don't know but HE exists
you don't know but you believe
with immense faith from within your deep

Who, if HE is, we can not define
it is all what we call DIVINE
you don't know nor do i
but still we believe, why?

you can't see the Sun in the night
but you know that next day is going to be bright
but our night is very long
and the faith is diminishing
but still we are waiting for our night to be over 
with your ultimate blessings

the morning will be a fresh one
with all our dreams to past
the day will be a precious one
don't know how long to last

but the truth will slowly rise
and be at it's apex
and eventually go down the horizon
and we will again relax

i fear to come out of this dream world
it is the fear of unknown
as the night has lengthened and the dream has deepened
the fear has also grown

a few revolutionaries are to be found
who have felt the warmth of the rising sun
who have marked the history also
Buddha, Mahavira, Jesus : few enlightened one

don't bind your mind nor burdon it with shackles
what you think or are potent to think
may be a key to mysteries of ages
and may be a miracle. 


Details | Sestina | |

THE LAST DREAM

The last dream is about to die
along with this wonderful gift;
and if I lay it gently down...
not appreciating its true worth,
it'll turn into a mystery... 
until it will be known as a mere lie!

Life teaches us its indisputable worthiness,
but distractions sway our attention
from righteousness to destroy the fortress
that love built in these fearless hearts...
being susceptible to all kinds of dangers;
where's the might for redemption? 

How many of us could have known greatness
and be real models for those less fortunate;
and how many others are rediculed,as always,
for envisioning their dream and not realizing it?
That last dream will allow us to be hopeful
and to find ways to win all and venture none!

My wonderful gift and final dream,
in an earnest effort,must lift me
to the heights I was destined for...
to keep this vision from error,
so that others will follow:
as their interest and enthusiasm will grow!

The last dream isn't about to be laid down
and be forgotten for unexplained reasons;
it must continue to show its gorgeous rainbows...
where the colors are so dazzling and unique,
like the minds of all who worship the Devine:
a God who is invisible and yet is truly felt!


Details | I do not know? | |

I Am

I am a lover of monkeys
I wonder if I will ever see a real monkey
I hear them screeching from a distance
I see many species of monkeys running free
I want to catch a glimpse of a baby monkey
I am a lover of monkeys.

I pretend to be a monkey roaming in the rain forest
I feel the trees welcome me
I touch the rough branches as I climb
I worry that I may fall and never climb those trees again
I cry when the day ends and I may climb no more.

I am a lover of monkeys
I know I will die soon
I say I will climb til'' then
I dream that I go on forever
I hope this dream will never end
I am a lover of monkeys.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Can Only Dream Of This

If once more i could have the chance
To see your smile embraced in dance
Feel your lips touching mine 
A dance binding all in twine 
But i can only dream of this 
A lonely dance without its kiss  

To have the chance to hold your hand
Walk the beach in its path of sand 
To see you laughing as we walk
To hear your sweet voice as we talk
But i can only dream of this 
For my path is that of bliss

If i could only have one more chance with you
I would believe that dreams do come true 
Never again embraced in this lonely dance
If only i had just one more chance 
But we both know i can only dream of this 
You passed away now its you i miss






Details | Free verse | |

Modern Man

The Modern Man



In early Spring buds come from the ground a new

In sorted variation of a dream in timeless plight frozen in time
A capsule frozen in the midst from the fall of man to claim
Portions of dust scattered in the wind,
The modern man exposed to the elements alone

Has become entirely dessensitized to the very notion of truth

No clear worldview intact in time he loses sight of the hand with twist & faith
A number of curious onlookers choose to embrace hardship as a fact of life
They lean on material wealth to save their hard hearts;
Yet within time away from the world system one can be justified a new

The natural man has no inclination of its spiritual truth

Instead whatever figment of their imaginative thought will suffice,

As leaves blow in the wind hard on the pavement scale,
A twist of logical persuasion ensues.

In direct correlation to the modern man's soul onto the puzzled mind.
Exposed to the elements in a variation of a dream long sent,
Between swift gravity the soul leans on its choice of wine
Yet this can't suffice?

A twilight sun had tainted my vision,
With reckless motive of thought confessing
The thick of briars torn to rubble in the fire
A puzzled look in the flame of desire..

A portion of dust in the wind chilled with the fragment of sin..
A choice of grace or that of sin ?
The modern man has lost his way,
Through picket fences aligned in fear.

A notion of respect has given way to false compromise.


Details | Lyric | |

If Lastnights' Nightmare

If last nights' nightmare were to come real
I would not be here writing
I would'nt know how
For all my sanity was about to disappear.

I dreamed I was surrounded by 
Many uncaring souls
They even were laughting at my being
Pretending not to know.

What did this dream mean
When it awoke me
From a much needed rest
As my tired body aced so deep within.

Even a dead friend 
In my dream did appear
I cried out to him
And he too had a deaf ear.
 
I was surrounded by clutter
With things all laying in my way
It were as tho I were not present
As people gathered laughting
Looking thur my belongings
Looking thur my remains.

Maybe a "Wake-Up-Dream"
Is what the nightmare was all about
Maybe it was God's way of showing me
Clear the passage
Tidy up your messes
For this life's final journey 
Will soon be in flight.



Details | Sonnet | |

Fixer

I am a fixer; I know this of me.
I wish I could fix everything I see.
My dream is to have all the answers,
Along with defeating all cancers,

You see, I know, how I will die.
Only if fixed, I’d be able to deny,
My genealogy, one of old age,
The other is cancer, in a rage,

Everyone ends; their life somehow,
There is no way, we can disavow,
My one dream would be its’ end.
The disease that ended my friend,

I can almost, fix anything, that breaks,
My dream is to end, all that it takes.


Details | Free verse | |

Historical Flight's

wing's spread for morning flight
catching the wind at first dawns light
wings take me high , so high i might
see the place to end my flight

soaring above forest grandure green
scenes of mountains and glorious streams
only birds can see these things
for the eye's they were given 
were made to be keen

like a bird leaving Noah's Ark
searching for land just a small part
and perhaps a little something to take 
back to the Ark

 of long gone ancestors i dream
 like all birds, i dream

i dream of a bird sitting in a tree
i dream that that bird is waiting just for me
when i land she will not flee
she will have something just for me

there it is the tree
with one lone dove waiting just for me

i'll ascend , like the spirit 
of my ancestor before me
that landed upon the Messiah, gently
and rest with her i will not leave
from now on to her i'll cleave


Details | Lyric | |

Martin Luther king Jnr – A tribute

Every man goes to bed. 
Every man sleeps.
Men dream dreams.

We keep dreaming.
Praying not to stop the Lutheran dream.

‘ I have a dream’,
‘ I have a dream’,
that one day…

on and on and on,
the dream continues.
What have you dreamt so far?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Miracles!

Tonight I lie on a dream
As i sleep in my bed.
The water, from the dream
Streams down my face,
onto my head.

I'm so astatic as the dream continues
And the happiness makes me smile,
Like taking a breath away, 
I'm tired but happy, the dream makes
A way of having them smile back at you
And me too.

Miracles is what it was.
Miracles was the cause,
Of having a smile upon my face.
Miracles of Santa Clause,
Miracles of dreams, that are comming true, In the dream i'm having right now.

I toss and turn, and flip and cry, as laughter and streingth come arise.
I know its good, to come and try
Something you want to do, just fly!.

My dream comes to an end 
As the streams of water come to a stop.
The dream of dreams, the dream of goodies and people who bless you, 
and smile at you.

As I awake from the dream, I go up to My parents, and smile brightly towards 
Them.
This is I wanted to do!
Miracles was what it was.

The blessing of them smiling at me, Makes me just want to keep touching Their 
hearts.
The rise of brightness, and courage is What it is
For Miracles to happen.

If I breathe and know everything is alright,
I know its alright to smile, and have courage.

Miracles! Dreams! Laughter! Courage! Strength! Love! Cry! Touch!
Miracles, is all of that and more...

I know The dream, was a dream. 
But the dream also has a theme.
To always know that Miracles happen!
And that smiling, and having everything it takes, is the best.

So, today And throughout the future, I know I will have miracles available each 
and everyday.
AND SO WILL YOU! JUST BELIEVE!
This dream is alive. 
It comes true.
Cuz no matter what, the dream is alive, and you can achieve,
Too!
  
Just say it with me, say it with them
Say "MIRACLES!" "MIRACLES" "MIRACLES"!!
That dream ,was the best dream, I ever had before. It's the best lesson ever!
I'm glad that Miracles happen, cuz without them, what would everything be like? 

Just laugh, cry, smile, have fun, have courage, faith, strength, averything that 
makes a miracle in life... come true!
 I had a miracle,
It was life, and everything!


Written and created all, by Kayla H!








Details | Free verse | |

The Dreamer

They said I wouldn’t make it
Because all of the odds are against me
That maybe I should just quit because
I am really tired and I may as well throw in the towel
But there’s a dream leaping on the inside of me that won’t allow 
Me to obliterate all of the hell that He has brought me through
In order to get to where I am now
My dream is what has keeps me reaching and pushing 
Even when I don’t feel like it
I am Dreamer and not matter what comes my way I have to keep pressing 
forward until my dream is birthed out of me and becomes a reality
Though things aren’t looking up for me 
And all of the odds are against
The Dreamer and the Restorer of me dreams 
Will cause me to overcome


Details | Cowboy | |

A Cowboy Remembers 9/11

Two proud peaks rise up from the range,
Like a dream we all have of heaven—
They soar above white clouds and sky—
A remembrance of 9/11. 

New York’s a far piece to ride to,
But folks all know what happened that day—
When those twin towers both came down
And there wasn’t much left then to say.

There’s always some that mean you harm,
Out on the range or down by the creek—
And there’s a time to take a stand
And not to just turn the other cheek.

There are those that only want talk—
And those that say we should cut and run—
But that ain’t my America—
Americans always get things done!

A strong purple haze is rising
From the plains and cities of the earth—
It’s called American spirit—
It now reclaims the rights of our birth.  

Two proud peaks rise up from the range,
Like a dream we all have of heaven—
They soar above white clouds and sky—
A remembrance of 9/11. 


Details | I do not know? | |

the american dream a poem for george w bush

only in america land of hopes and dreams. that is what they tell you they try to 
make you believe that if you want it bad enough theres nothing you cant acheive. 
just shut your mouth and do without while they all succeed .they say there trying 
to help people but there hearts are filled with greed. its all about the mighty buck 
and they will step on you and me just to get all they want .how much dose one 
man need. they tell you they are trying theres nothing they can do to make the 
dream happen for people just like you .theres people on streets that dont have a 
home and some of them are there of no fault of there own. trying to feed there 
family and come in from the cold. these are americans living in the streets men 
women and children denied the american dream .theres more deniles than help 
for them but thats the way it goes. they will look the other way and leave you in the 
cold. i speak these words from the heart becuse you see .not so long ago those 
people i talk about were me .me and my family they closed the factory where i 
worked they took my job away. they moved it over seas so they could save a 
dollar they destoryed pepoles lives but that did not seem to matter. they had 
more money to make ther wallets fatter. we all work so hard for this dream. and 
you think your safe but i hope you all here this they can take it all away .we are the 
richest country in the wourld that is what they say. tell that to all the people that 
are on the streets today. mr.bush dont you think its time to give back the dreams 
you promis .i know i want mine and millions of other people that you push from 
your mind .with every dollar wasted on things that do no good. we are asking for 
your help we know you will make it wright .give us back our dream so we will be 
aright .where not asking for much just our basic needs home food and health 
now thats the american dream .so as christmas comes this year mr.bush this 
poem is for you .i know you will never see it but i can only pray that some how this 
is sent to you .and you will see that it is better to give than it is to receive .so on 
this happy holiday all we want this year is to get our american dream back and 
live in peace next year. god bless and merry christmas


Details | Lyric | |

The Dream

Everyday we live, 
gives us more time to learn,
From each and every vision, 
which comes to us in turn.
We feel the need for change…
push toward progress,
When the dreams rewarded, 
we look upon success.
For the dream is the beginning,
an embryo for steps to build,
Where sombre thoughts progress,
to have the dream fulfilled.
.
How often do we toss, 
a dream into the wind,
And let it ride up in the sky,
so when it comes back again,
We become the master, 
to keep that vision high…
It's we who rope the dream, 
so it may never die.
For the dream is the beginning,
an embryo for who will strive,
Where sombre thoughts progress
so the dream does come alive. 

Across the river, over mountains, 
past each horizons end,
We'll always dream of what lies, 
hidden 'round the bend,
And this world is full of dreamers, 
prepared to gamble and combat
With the dream which carried us
from when the world was flat.
For the dream is the beginning,
an embryo born in the mind 
Where sombre thoughts progress
For the outlook of mankind.


Details | I do not know? | |

"I Dream There for You are"

"I Dream There for You are" 

what if God is just dreaming 
and we are all just 
little pieces of  a big play~
pieces free to move 
in may different   ways~

divine  thought with sleep 
God's uninterrupted  dream of life~
 
we are now dreamed into being~

now his will is to watch  
the dreams with mostly  nightmares~

with closed hands 
and bended knee 
only the faithful will pray~

aka:lyricvixen


Details | Free verse | |

The veil of the under rug swept prophet part 1

Where to start
Other then in the pieces of the music of a dream crossing over into reality that 
spirals out from me
There is a truth
Not the truth of how my first last and middle names are songs sang by the greats 
of the generations of my life
but in a dream brought about by a truth
A fact of the universe revealed to me
I had conversations
One with a girl whose bedroom was in the sky
And in time she will remind me what these four powerful sentences are
The other, a man and I told him secrets of heavens and hells
And the driving force within him and his purpose of immortality to protect the 
angels from falling to this land we call earth of god's veil of ignorance which is 
really...
How do you explain it other than a deeply routed subconscious godly issue?
You can only discover by reading between the lines of spirituality and bibles

A prophet predicted a birth in the family of the greatest gods
and this child needed to be tested to see if he would betray his family and earth 
and heavens
Which was once a garden
and somehow in what is forgotten, mankind knew of this
And realized if they knew what the prophet did of the test and gods favorite angel 
they could become gods as well

Heaven is a land of denial
A place of happily ever after
Hell was a land of the test to face
Where the undercover favorite angel was to trick a child
and now the liars burn and twist in agony 
And earth is a reflection of puzzle pieces of what must not be forgotten for the 
gods to fix
What the prophet predicted of destiny and men having an instant to become 
godlike themselves




Details | I do not know? | |

STILL WAITING

I had waited all day long
I had waited all night long
I had waited enough beyond enough.
I had waited basking in the 
Euphoria of a dream in my dream
I had waited long enough
Forgetting that I am still waiting

I relish momentarily in our 
Hobo’s day time out
I speak to myself of a day
To come off my dream.
I dream aloud to myself of a day
To maw the forbidden fruit.
I soliloquy only to my very self
Of the hour to taste the fruit of life.

Could it be when I will be forbidden 
To eat of your forbidden fruit?
Could it be when your heart would
Have forge for itself another me?
Could it be then and when my seat
In your heart is crowned in lacuna ?
Or could it be when our souls must have
Soar very high to the stage above?

No, God forbid !
For on earth our love shall blossom.
Now, lets us loving unveil the veiled fruit
For I am still waiting but
For how long I know not.



Alayande Stephen. T
22ND April,2006
3.30pm  

For  the one my heart have waited for and 
Still waiting for till this very moment.


Details | Lyric | |

Counting into Dreams

Gently my thoughts find their places
Through the drums and past dark spaces
An over-thought of panicked races
I close my eyes and count their paces

Alleviations, inner changes
Congregating me in stages
Deprivation of my rages
I count their signs and see the sages

Lighting me with every wisdom
The universe becomes decision
And through my flowing I see visions
The dark and light seek out collision

Every dream that I can measure
Becomes a claim of evil pleasure
But every dream that I can treasure
Cleanses darkness through true weather

Into breaths of deeper meaning
There comes a place that I’m believing
Reaching into further dreaming
The love that fills me knows no deceiving
Even counting back, I’m never leaving


Details | I do not know? | |

Twinkle

You are the twinkle in the life
of elephants and blue giraffes.
You conjure them up in your sleep
and give them lots of ginger treats.

Perhaps you ride on lion's backs
and hear of secret planned attacks
on zebra homes and wallabies.
Perhaps you even hear them sneeze.

Maybe you hop in your canoe
and race the river otters too
to find the crocodile flower
and taste the kumquat, small and sour.

I think that all your dreams are true
A red-backed snail with one slug shoe.
A butterfly who sells perfume
and marbles played in moth cocoons.

Bubbles blown by flying fish
and riding them to wherever you wish.
A swirl of purple pearly walls
to protect all of your lemur calls.

A thousand sunset’s burn below you.
A serenade from Him that knows you.
You dream in delicate patterns deep
of animals you're sure to keep

And care for in the paradise
You'll feed the parrots coconut rice.
and scrub the algae turtle's back
while he chews on a lettuce snack.

You'll nestle in the wild bears den
and help them call the salmon friend.
It's quite a sight to comprehend
A dream to make our dreaming end...


Details | Free verse | |

Tomorrow

Aspiring
We dream, hope
In love we cherish
Hoping to find happiness
Thinking its out there
Always searching, yearning
Too many never realize 
it is in the “here and now”
Dreaming and wishes
For something else
Longing for what will be 
Always thinking about, 
 when it will come
Rarely appreciating 
It is here now 
The dream  has come
We just forget to appreciate it
Living our lives waiting for Friday’s
Or this date, or when we accomplish that

Always waiting, wondering 
for our ship of dreams
On tomorrow’s ship that is always sailing
Scheming for the boat, often losing hope
not realizing 
ITS TODAY
Not living the dream 
 life is our dream
of appreciation of what we have
And making the best of it
Not lusting for what will be
Or another’s something
Its being something
Making yourself someone
Today
It’s a smile, a gesture
A joke
It’s not the hope
Of tomorrow
Its living our dream today
appreciating
Today every day
 all it brings
Tomorrows anticipation
Of it never comes!
And when it does
Too many find they are still
Hoping, dreaming of nothing 
But
Tomorrow
Not living today!



Details | Verse | |

Bitterness

I had a dream the other night,
I woke up scared so full of fright.

Our Savior stood up on a hill,
This dream I dreamed it seemed so real.

Reading from a book these special names
I stood there and watched as the people came.

The names He read were His chosen ones,
But my name was not called, what have I done.

As their name was called I stood and watched them disappear,
And He looked at me like I was not even there.

Father I pleaded what had I done that was so very wrong,
You’re filled with bitterness is why you do not belong.

The pain I felt had tore me apart,
Unforgiveness had filled and darkened my heart.

This evil thing had claimed my place,
And stole from me my Saviors grace.

I watched and cried as they left that day,
I wished this dream would go away.

As I sat up on the edge of my bed,
Filed with shame as I hung my head.

Help me Father to overcome this hate filled spirit don’t let it win,
I turn to You, help me to make this bitterness end.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

American Fuhrer

As swift as a northern wind the nightmare will finally begin, for years we warned 
you we begged for the resistance to gain steam and forefeel the dream of putting 
an end to this deadly regime.

It was all or nothing the battle of epic proportion but in the end evil prevail and a 
new American fuhrer we shall hail. Unconstrained by law total militarism of awe 
the inferior folk will fall there is no turning back now we know were power lies as 
though a new messiah has risen through blood soaked skies.

His jackbooted soldiers reign of destruction and open terror look for the full 
indoctrination of an enslaved nation a product of this American fuhrers insane 
creation.

A state of horror before the eyes of this republic could this be real our own 
American soil crushed under the heel of totalitarian steel. As we fall in line with 
the change of time what was the resistance is now a band of rogue soldiers 
unwilling to march for our fuhrer and his new world order.

This is it my fellow comrades the iron arm of fascist law America is no longer 
free as a matter of fact it's all the same to me. Have mercy on us my lord for we 
know your righteous light will guide us day and night soon the resistance will see 
everlasting might to end this final fight this dream i hold on to so very tight.

copyright (c) 2006


Details | Name | |

Significant Terms

What a man can achieve?
What a man can learn?
Everyone has participation
Into a different direction 
But all are running a race
Accidentally or luckily,
Having a meeting with new faces
Fresh introduction
Always a learning process
Pointing out a healthy distance
Measuring the needs
Growing a wide range of appetite 
Conformable and comfortable
A dream of beauty
A dream about satisfaction
A pride on achievement
A banishment of neglects,
But a life can do
It is a story of warm blood.
Sex grows in everybody
Sex is only a power
That identifies a hidden beauty
And woos a fragmented desire
A desire of living
A desire of enjoyment
A desire of progress and prosperity
A desire of goodness
Until a hope is alive
A life feels its livingness
A motive for aliveness,
What is a Life?
A limited period for living,
An explanation of needs
An achievement of supplies
Significant terms of spending
Can identify
In past, present and furute.


Details | Lyric | |

DREAMERS

It’s hard to dream the dream when the world around you wants only violence.
Why do I dream? Why am I a dreamer? What good am I to this world?
Who am I without my dreams?

Cold and hard is the heart of a non-dreamer.
Ice covers the eyes and blocks out the colors of the Universe.
They dress in shades of darkness so the colors can’t get near them.

I hang my head low and my colors are faded.
Oh spirit, help me unlock the colors from within.
The power of the dreamer is sometimes hard to find.

A cry of mercy and a plea of hope, escapes from a dream.
The colors must have their freedom, no matter what the cost.
The dreamer bleeds and bones are broken.

Finally, the key is discovered and the colors burst forth.
The colors blind all as they shred the nightmares to pieces.
Bones are still broken and the darkness still waits for its chance once again.

The key is the dream. Never stop dreaming for you are the chosen dreamer.


Details | Lyric | |

Prayer Of An Immigrant

God, only to you I bow, you’re my King;
And for me, there will be no other king.

You have bestowed me a new life;
You’ve given me a pretty wife.

You’ve gifted me a silver quill;
It brings love, peace, and joy, so real.

You’ve led me from great darkness to light;
And the sun, now, is shining so bright. 

I am now rich, for I have you in my life;
You’ve strengthened me, against strife.

But, here I ask, before you take me; 
I’ve a dream that I wanted to see.

I shouldn’t be asking this, O Lord,
For I’ve everything that money can’t afford.

O Lord, You, I should be praising and thanking
More material things, I should not be asking

But please, if it’s not hard enough for you;
I really want to see my dream come true.

Thou, I know in your Heavenly abode I’ll reside,
For you did promise me that I will be on your side.

Yet, on this earth, O my Lord, you created places…
So beautiful and I crave to see its faces.

Let me see Canada, Australia or America,
As you’ve let me see Europa, Russia and Africa.

I beg you; oh, please give their Consuls a good heart;
Without your blessing, from Athens, I can’t depart.

All these, I ask, including the forgiveness of my sin,
Only in the name of my Savior Jesus Christ. Amin.

 


Details | Free verse | |

Not A Dreamer


I tried to be a dreamer,
with those years of daunting doubts.

I tried to ride the dreams
but without rope there is no hope.

I held on tight to words, I wanted to hear,
the problem is they never brought you near.

I have settled now and stronger
in the meaning of perseverance.


To "let go" does not mean to stop caring,
it means I can't do it for you.

Each New Year brought another
promise of this year being the year of birth.

To "let go" does not mean I cut it off,
it means the outcome is out of my hands.

I with stood the time and waited patiently
yet this year has ended and so the dream lingers.

To "let go" is not to deny
but to accept what we had as merely a dream.

You see I never was a dreamer not
one to be patient for to long.

To "let go" is not to fear reality,
but to know the depth of the dream.

To let you go now to dream some more.
I will challenge the future and wait for love
once more.


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My Dream

  

I had a dream earlier this morning,
   It was like I was receiving some type of a warning.
I was told to reach out to all I could,
   And that things are fixing to happen that may not be good.
Repent and turn from sin,
   These few words kept playing over and over again.
It was a dream but was it real,
    I feel like we are living and seeing the breaking of seals.
Look up look up keep watching the sky,
    Is another thing that keeps flashing in my minds eye.
I feel so strange writing this down,
     But I was told to share it all around.
I saw a lot of fire throughout my dream,
     And I felt as if I could hear people scream.
There was blood all over the ground, 
     And your feet would stick as you walked around.
There is only one thing I know to say,
    We must turn to the Lord and shed our evil ways.
Ask for redemption before it’s too late,
    Seek out Jesus and change your fate.
Seek Him in prayer on bended knees,
    Seek Him and ask Him to honor your pleas.
God bless you all that read my letter,
    Jesus is the only way things will get better.


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Be the Night and Feel the Light

I look for beauty in all its forms
Seems I can not find it
But dark confiding in a heavy storm
My eyes are blinded
My breath will compliment the sounds
My heart has found it
I sigh as I hit the ground
Then I will dream about it

I look for fear to return my strength
I need to know I’m here
Force it into my arm’s length
Its hate will try to steer
 It seems that I cannot leave
I hold it far too dear
My heart then starts to bleed
It seems I found my fear

She dies every time I look
My belief is testing
My spirit thrown in the muck
Now my mind is resting
I cry as I read my book
My past is urging
I die as my soul is shook
Now this life’s converging

Drug me and contort my mind
I let the storm become me
I dance as I hear the rain
My soul is so free
Dark light and a force unkind
I am what’s trapped within me
I reap as I feel no pain
But I can no longer breathe

Rain fades and storms must end
It seems I could not know this
I smile whilst I must defend
Lies are fought with days kiss
Beauty is within white light
My nights have gone without this
I fall as I cannot fight
My sigh has now become bliss

I look for beauty in the ways I know
I see that I believe this
Experience and the light will show
I can only cry within bliss
This dream is a test on faith
You must find this within you
I saw and I have become
I can only feel truth


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I Am

Inside a dream once God did have
Dark nightmares in that celestial place
 I, merely a fantasy…
A musing for His Grace.

Did he lay his head down on a cloud
As angels round him sang
A sweet, cherubic lullaby 
In harmonic grace?

To toss and turn as visions burned
Inside the mind of God.
A heart to race, tears on his face
At the innocence unlearned.

To dream of sins, the lust of men
Of broken hearts, again and again
The war. The hate. The poverty.
The crimes of all humanity.

The antics of a worn out soul
Who had no other place to go?
Oh, Eden… so, so far away…
Delusion. Confusion. Dreams of decay.

Inside a dream the Lord once had
I was a fool, I was so sad.
Still, he loved the least of me…
 I Am
I exist 
because he dreamed.




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Overcome

Please never tell me when to give my eyes away
Joined in hand and for every fading day
Please never tell me to give my prayers away
Joined in silence and in every dying way

Please never tell me when to give my heart away
Joined in the circus of the words I'd never say
Please never let me ever grow unknowingly
To join in hands with everything that just can’t be

Please never tell me that you’d die without me
Never tell me when you just want something free
I’m not the angel of your misshapen reality
I am the demon that made you kill yourself not to see

Please don’t rephrase the darkness that befalls you
Through conflict and fire we find what pulls us all through
Like the dream of a fish that killed itself by drowning
The dream of an earth that killed itself by frowning

Never give up and let the darkness overcome
The light at the end makes up for everything we’ve done
Please let me walk and never be overrun
But your hope has disappeared and turned our light into the sun


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Jesus died for your sins I'm different

Jesus died for your sins
I'm here to lead you to peace
in pieces 
in layers
of politicaly commited schemes
and futuristic bibles foreshadowing games that reality will be playing

where jesus died for your sins

I'm here to lead you to peace

sway a little to realise
the ultimatum

life's a stage everybody an actor
false prophets with a getaway plan
and life lessons and salvation for those who were sentenced to damnation

in pieces in layers
like a bible not written foreshadowing everything
amysteruy of revelation
of perfected spiritaualism and lidfe lessons 
with no contradictions

a world script
and the recycled dream of self healing

where Jesus died for your sins

I'll be leading ypu to peace

don't go looking that wasnt the clue
it's something we have yet to write together
a wavelength ive pondered almost perfected
and now its time to ask
do you wan to ccave into the nightmare or the dream

Jesus died for your sins
so I'm here to lead the world to  peace
in pieces
with their layers
and strayegies
in a recyc;ed dream soo perfect
they wont believe it

one book they cant stop reading
but i am the game you cant stop playing
sway a little it all falls apart

and somewher i'll be givving you clues of digging to the devil
of  atime capsule
so you canpiece it together
and start over

since jesus died for you sins
I will ead you to peace
but this obsession is not easy 
and it costs billions
it takes million sof minds
and hours and lives
and politicians and hearts 

where jesus died for you sins I am different

I will lead you to world peace


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Woe

"Pain", you know nothing of pain as I lay in a puddle of tears saturating me in 
woe, so woe am I, face down in the earth that birthed me, so I fly not, dream not, 
yet I sigh sitting in mime watching the masker ade wishing for omega, ripping 
legs off insects that pass squeezing every tear out, in there I lay somatic to 
emotion that poured the liquid from windows of perception, here I fly not, dream 
not, yet I sigh lost in this puddle of woe for woe am I.