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Umbrella

There she stands 
Centre stage for all to see
Tall and slender 
Precariously she balances.

I reach out for her
Draw her to me 
My hand skims her body 
Slowly reaching her skirt.

Playful fingers find hidden areas
Delighted her legs spring forth
Displaying the very beauty
Of her delicately adorned skirt.

Gaily she dances around
Dizzily twisting and turning
In the brightness of day shading
She gently tends to my needs.

Personal ballerina takes to toes leaping
Merrily bobbing up and down
As emotional to her performance
Clouds cry a thousand tears for her.

Reaching our destination
Slightly shaken, she leans
Watches me quietly drips
Against the wall.

Reminiscent of the day's fulfillment
We acknowledge one another silently
Restful knowing we shall be
One once more.


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Ode to the Redwood

I was once a little twig with dreams of being a mighty tree
So people would come from all around just to look at me
As the years started to come and go I fell in love with the wind
I would open myself big and wide swaying to the music of my friend
My rings became many and my bark was as red as red could be
Then the day finally came I was the tallest of the tallest trees
I stood tall and I stood proud and everyone knew my name
As my rings continued recording my destiny to fame
Then the fateful day it came my friend and I had a fight
Looking back I can't recall who was wrong or right
I said, "You are but the wind something people can't even see"
" And I'm the king of them all the tallest of the tallest trees"
That night the wind started to howl she really started to blow
And I the tallest of all the trees learned we reap what we sow
My roots struggled to hold on tight but without a soul around
She who had been my dearest friend knocked me to the ground
The loggers came and cut me up then shipped me away
To my soul that truly was a sad and lonely day
Torn from all I knew and loved wishing I didn't have to feel
I was cut into boards and post down at the local mill
Now I'm back here at home just a few feet away
From where my friend the wind and I used to dance and play
I'm the deck on which you stand I lay below your feet
There is a bench made of me would you care to have a seat
Sometimes in life our roles change just take a look at me
The trick is no matter who are what you are be all you can be
See I was once a little twig who became a mighty tree
And now I'm a redwood deck as proud as proud can be
And of my friend the wind she visits me everyday
So I can thank her once again for helping me find my way


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Whispers Within



I am the spirit of satin stardust and the antiquities of golden memories alive I call to you from the rising warmth of the sun and greet you in the misty morning light I am the steady and rolling drum beat echoing from the jagged heights above I am the mysterious curves of the raging waters' and the freedom birds of love I rise above the white summer clouds in lilting songs of grace and roam with the western tail-winds to take you home again I am a Spirit of our gracious Lord God Almighty of love hope and faith I have come to tell
Dedicated To P.D.


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CRUCIFISH

The fish is a creature cold and wet
Hooked by line and trawled by net,
Easy to catch and yummy to eat
Fried in oil or seared by heat.
I must admit I eat my share
So my guilt I sadly bear.
Handless and legless they strive to survive
Yet they are loved more....Dead than alive!
-But-
Fish cannot scream
Fish cannot yell
The pain from a hook,fish cannot tell.
Fish cannot scratch
Most do not bite
They go to the pan with little fight
-But-
What a frenzy,what a fuss
When one of them devours us!
It's on the telly,it's in the press
"Each shark killed is a monster less."
It's not in the press,its not on the telly.
How many of them are in our belly!
-But-
If fish could scream,if fish could cry
If fish had fur or big brown eyes.
If fish were dry and nice and warm
We'd never do them any harm.
We'd think them cute,they'd get respect
They wouldn't 'get it in the neck'.
Protest groups would march the streets,
And fish would multiply in peace.
-But-?


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The Heart of Imagination

I smell the scent in the water
As it pushes through my gills
My desire to return
beckons me to the place of my birth
For me the desire consumes me

I struggle against the current
Imagining my place of rest
I desire to place my children 
safely on a bed of stones
Sweet water to welcome me home

I know this to be a perilous Journey
I may travel over a hundred miles
Grizzly bears and Eagles block my path
They are to be my test
Yet I am strong
I have swam the oceans
I have known predators greater than these
They will not impede my path

Flying upward in the air
I glimpse the night moon
reaching towards my horizon
water splashes as I make my way higher
Almost
yes, almost home
I push beyond my limits
gathering speed

My sisters and I
we turn the river red
Arriving
thankfully arriving
imagination spawns reality
Estuary,
cool relief!
I release seven times
Now, completely exhausted
I can finally rest
Thirteen years 
I have waited
To come home.










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Rose

She holds herself above the thorns of bitterness-
So sharp  and green with envy of her loveliness-
As she trembles in the chill of winter’s breath-
That stills the beating of her scarlet breast-
As  her petals fall like drops of blood 
Upon the snowy mantle white
As beautiful in death
As she was – my Rose - in life

~~~~~~

Author:  Elaine George
Awarded: First Place
Brian Strand's 1 to 8 contest


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Snowflakes

Mesmerizing flutters and flourishes
gracefully blow on the wind
drifting, creeping  and crawling up and down my back door
I see you hit the  pane
slide a little to the left and kiss another
slipping together as your mass melds - swaying as one
As if on dancing on ice
Together you perform 
Quick-stepping motion
As the crowd thickens
or winds abate
Tired from your escapade together you settle
On the purest white bed
Where tomorrows warmth will warm your juices
Melting you and allowing you to slip away
almost unnoticed you make your exit


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MY POEMS

.                         ‘Violin’ was written on a soft dark velvet night,
                As I drifted - in the dreams -  of the flickering -  candle light;
           Ne’er pre-planned -  nor pondered - nor was she - pre-conceived,
        She came from deep within me, appearing  on the screen,
               As did my favorite poem - my darling ‘Cannon Lee’.

                ‘The Love of a Gentlemen’ -  and ‘Where the Heart Resides,’
                   Came from treasured memories - I tried to keep alive;
                   With words - chosen carefully - to create solidity,
                          I brought them back to life - to live eternally,
                  In vivid hues - more beautiful - than all the autumn leaves.

                   Others - fell like drops of dew  - from flying fingertips,
           That raced across the keyboard  - in hopes they wouldn’t miss,
                The chance to share the beauty - my eyes now fell upon,
           Through the kitchen window  - across the river -  and beyond,
            Where fields of liquid diamonds - glistened in the early dawn.

                    Others came in metaphors -  disguising secrets held;
                      To painful in reality - for me to ever tell. 
                ‘The Rose and the Thorn’ -  poured herself upon the page,
                     A sonnet of over-whelming grief  - rising up from hidden rage,
                         Releasing me forever - from my gilded cage.
                                           
                                                     ~~~~~

                        These poems I write - come day come night,
                                  Come candle or come neon light,
                       Come wind, come rain, come joy, come pain,
                They are the life - the Great Creator -  breathed in me;
                                         They are my breath! 
                                          They are my poetry!

                                                      ~~~~~


                               Author:  Elaine George
                               Written:  January 13th, 2010

Inspired by:  Deborah Guzzi's contest 'How Do You do It - How do you write your poems'?
PLACED: SECOND

Authors Note:  This poem was written on route to Bath, North Carolina via Ferry 
crossing.  It was written on a note-pad from the' Hampton Inn' and transferred 
to my lap-top after returning to Swansborro.


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Pulse

One moist patch, like dewy grass,
surrounded by a field of weeds,
emerges first and breathes at last, 
through openings, the air it needs.
Cut off from, and cut off of;
counting on, and counting in;
from down below, to up above - 
A smack on tender, crimson skin.
	There is a pulse.

One spring bud, like seedling stems,
surrounded by a garden wall,
is standing out from all of them, 
despite the fact, they're just as tall.
And though the bud has not yet grown,
the soil and the water see
more than just the seed they've sewn.
They see the flower it will be.
	There is a pulse.

One tall stem, like climbing vines,
surrounded by its petals' plumes,
shares its elegant designs,
and stretches as it blooms.
And when the wind begins to call,
the flower spreads it's pollen 'round.
It falls in love, and loves in fall,
and falling love renews the ground.
	There is a pulse.


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when

if i wanted to kiss you
would you stand still
if i wanted to be with you
could we both time kill
if i held your hand
would you understand
or carress your cheek
would you be meek
if i whispered in your ear
would you hear
if i look into your eyes 
would they lie
and tell me something else
that my heart is saying
if i wanted to love you
with all my heart
would that be smart
if i made you my reason to live
would it be worth everything i give
and if i said i love you
would you hold those words above you
forsaking all others as the preacher said
being mine and to no others lead
then my heart belongs to you
remember, to no other will i be true
with this poem i make this pact 
and with my hopes i hope you act
fill in all the love that i lack
and as for doubts
we could fill up the cracks


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Haste!

How painful it is to fall
Mind I am lost
Please rescue me!
Haste! For stranded I stand
Upon shores bemused
Alongside the sea
Haste!     Haste!
Lest I choose to swim 
And lie beneath what no eye can see

                                                 Compare approach to “Heart, we will forget him!” 
                                                                              By Emily Dickinson


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Mother and I

Mother shares all, sacrificing 'til barren.

She and I are one, united in breath and dust,
the atoms and spirits spinning, fragments of failures,
curiosity and constraint... I was tempted in the orchard.
I was cold in the desert. I felt abandoned...

Dreams are feathers fleeing on wings.
Birds of Paradise in the mind's eye...

Destitute yesterday, fruitful tomorrow.
Decadence is a disease. No one is healthy.
We are changing, dying from birth to grave,
I hold onto the internal, eternal while I ramble on and on...
Mother, are you listening?

I live in a trench of contentment, sheltered 
in my little world of sun and shadow, small
in my birthplace, blaming and forgiving,
striving and settling...digging my hands in the dirt.

Mother, you are the daisy, dainty and demure,
fair to the admiring eye, silent like the sunrise.
I pick daisies from your garden and pluck the petals hoping for love.
I may never know...

Mother, you are the redwood, strong and mature,
praising golden sky, healing and wise.
I climb your branches and gather leaves for the wind's scrapbook.
A lifelong search...

Mother, who are you? Who am I?
We are the distant stars.
We are the rivers nigh.
the daisy and redwood live;
we are earth, water, sky, life and death.
A dream on wings, laboring land,
A prayer on bended knee,
we dance, swim, fly, stand tall.
I call her friend...

Mother shares all, giver and taker of life 'til the end.


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Indignant

Indignant am I,     
My Life on the Line.
Through self inflections of my       
Dope sick addictions.
Raping my soul.
Unable to recover.
Failure as a mother.
Spinning out of control,
No place to go, 
No one to hold.
As an abuser,
I have no hope for the future.
Needing a hand 
But I have not a friend.
My hateful demise has pushed them aside.
Ashamed of my choices,
I'm riddled with guilt.
My children at risk,
Hurt and broken,
Loving me still.
Oh, what I'd give to be free from of all my Ill's
For the Love of God to find his way 
Back to this dope sick mother
In desperation of his blessings
To be forgiving
For I am his child, and I need him to come into my life.
For I am not ready to die
Just to recover!


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I dare to dream

As I clutch the hand of the little girl
       who walks in my shadow..

         I dare to dream

As I gather my self-will, prepare to hold my
ground against even the slightest hint of danger..

         I dare to dream

As I distance myself to look for progress,
the distance soon becomes a measure of my emptiness..

         I dare to dream

As I look in the mirror, I see her now with
widespread wings and know that real change
is about to take place...

         I dare to dream 


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ROAD TO REDEMPTION

Lately I've been thinking of the past I don't know why.
Past memories only make me cry.
Sometimes I hold so much inside.
Carefully in my heart they will be forgotten and a place to hide.
So many wounds and unhealed scars.
Damaged and wrecked like a compact car.
I read the bible as a escape from my nightmares.
In my sleep I grit my teeth and pull my hair.
Sometimes I wish these memories would go away.
To the Lord Jesus I pray that they will disappear.
It's been four years of not living in fear.
Sometimes we have to let go the past to move forward.
That's not being weak or a coward.
That is life we either keep living or give up.
So keep your head up.


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THOUGHTS OF EXPRESSION

Thoughts of expression

No purpose has life, 
Nor reasonable rhythm within,
The constraints of our time.
Soul siblings in spirit, 
Human angels on earth.
Feeling inside,
Often denied of our strength, 
Protection and pride.
Professing protection, 
As one's lip services.
A confusion of chaotic clouds, 
Drifting away.
An enraged heart of hatred,
A selfish road of fumbling,
Words from our emotional expressions. 
Our reflecting memories,
Past, climbing in the distance. 
Quantity exists by becoming extinct.
Shattered stained glass tears, 
Rapidly falling to rest upon the cheeks of snow adrift.
Explanations of justifications 
Finally knocking on the open door. 
Pretending points of clarity, 
With every breath we take. 
Is a windfall of perseverance.
With the swords of words spoken from our lips, 
Piercing our hearts tonight.
Eventually to see the same,
Reflections of others.
Faith ignites deep within, 
Our souls aflame ablazing.
Ideas unheard of,
Unseen sights.
A variety of visions , 
Left behind, 
Caused by our blindness, 
Of a nation. 
Distracted from the truth of 
Life's true meaning.


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The Mailbox

He remembers when his many bolts
weren't ringed in rust,
and his seams weren't blackened
with years of grime and dust.

The post upon which he sat
was gray and weathered now,
and had become just slightly
west of plumb somehow.

The screw that held his little flag
had long ago come loose,
chipped and faded, no longer red,
it was of little use.

The driveway that he guarded
was dirt and deeply sloped,
and halfway down it gently curved
around a massive oak.

Now some might think that he'd be bored,
stuck there night and day,
but he found entertainment
in the things that came his way.

He pondered long and hard on things
before making up his mind,
there was no hurry, he reasoned,
when all you have is time.

He carefully watched a nest of ants
both day and night for weeks,
before he reached the conclusion
that ants must never sleep.

He marveled at the seasons
and loved both sun and snow,
but sometimes he felt beaten down
when the wind-whipped rain would blow.

He loved the feel of bird feet
when they used him as a perch,
and when a truck would rumble by
he'd feel his spirit lurch.

He delighted in the field mice,
and wept with the mourning doves,
was suspicious of the furry raccoons,
with their masks and leather gloves.

Though days and months and years went by,
and he was oft ignored,
his life of perfect stillness
was itself a rich reward.

So as we hurtle past him,
with our tires spitting rocks,
perhaps we could learn something
from our stoic old mailbox.


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Over Coming Fear

the courage to confront ones fears
to accomplish ones desires and 
manifest ones goals 
even in the adversity where others don’t believe as you do
following the strength of your heart
will retain the flame of your dreams
when you feel that adrenaline coursing through you body
and your mind becomes a blur of confusion
over coming that fine line of fear
when droplets of sweat appear on your brow
and your body temperature begins to rise
a thought will finally break past uncertainty
over coming fear to achieve ones passion
means never giving up on yourself.


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Just A Dream

It crept up on me by surprise.
You were like a gift from God.
So sweet and tender you were the perfect
angel.
You'd kiss me so softly touch me so gentle.
Every moment was like heaven.
I'd close my eyes only to think of you.
And open them only to realize it was a dream.
A dream is what you were.
A  pigment of my imagination.
Every touch, Every kiss was just a halusination.
Everything I thought you were or could be left me hurt and
confused.
The man I've been waiting so long for.
The one that would love me like no other.
Not afraid to show any emotions.
I believe how deeply you loved and cared for me.
Only to find out you never existed.


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Can you hear me god

Sometimes I question my own faith and wonder if you are real,
can you really feel all the pain I feel.
I wonder, Can you hear me god?

Sometimes I cry myself to sleep,
do you know the reasons why I weep.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I give up on myself,
is it because you forgot about me and chose to let me deal with myself.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes people hurt me , and sometimes I hurt others,
but it seems you let them be and it's my life you choose to bother.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes i feel like I'm your mistake,
is it because you judge me for all the mistakes that I make.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I hate others and sometimes others hate me,
but it seems you don't see others,
and it's my life with troubles you smother.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I hate you for taking my mother,
Sometimes I hate you even more for portraying my father.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I think of my past,
and that's when I reliaze that nomatter what I'm feeling now,
it will never compare to the pain I was feeling back then.
It's times like this that I realize that's when you truelly chose to be my father,
to scold me, but hold me, to teach me but reach me.
To show me that my pain won't always last.

I believe this is true, at least that's the picture you drew,
yet I still wondwer, Can you hear me God?


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Night Time Love

As I sit in my window sill.
Relaxed no thrill.
Time goes by, but it seems the world stands still.
I sit and gaze .
Truly amazed.
By the beauty that sits in front of me.
The stars winks at me, twinkles and dance.
So magnificant I saw in watch in a trance.
The love I felt between us must be true romance.
But suddenly it fades.
It fades so quickly and with little warning.
Because within a few moments it will soon be morning.
So sadly it leaves, but leaves with a kiss of delight.
The wind whispers its goodbyes and promise to return tomorrow night.


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Carpentry

Struggling to maintain his magnificent posture
And breathing heavily out of unvarnished pores,
The chair remembers.

Lit by the dim flicker of a ceasing fire, 
His mahogany frame lucidly radiated the room.

Smooth dark wood, solid to his inner splinters,
Slick varnish, lathered his exterior; His defence
Against the world.

The Flicker Faded, as did the Varnish. 
Covered with Dust and Diminishing Debris,
He Rotted.

No room for struggling now,
The front legs snap.


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January

January walks proudly,
He has to be strong,
No suitors at his open door - 
Though welcome they may be.

January guards the threshold
We must pass
To embrace those months
Far easier to love.

January is hopeful,
A new start - 
A new beginning,
New hope.

January is our new birth -
like a babe we scream
And breathe the air
Of what is to be...


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Four-Play

Four corners.
Stands, four players. 
Quarrels of foul cries, collided.
Facing each nemesis into quadrants, divided. 

Individuals motivated by objectives.
Devising plans, careful detectives. 
Goal to achieve the highest rank, careful steps--discriminate.
Going by the hit-list, tunnel vision, hindrances must eliminate. 

Scoping intensely, measuring opponents, methodical evaluation. 
Staying alert, mind assessment, sedulous investigation. 
Shrill of the first struck, the red bullet--bounces. 
Instant reflex, ricochet the shot, violence--denounces. 

The King may bend the rules, charges swift modification. 
The Pawns are summoned, critical prosecution. 
The Bishop prays for the suspects, classified praises, flattery denunciation. 
The Queen cradles a heart, each beat rebounds, battery probation.


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freedom

what do you ask of me
you already get 25% of my life
for i try to survive
but i am not sure
if you want me dead, or alive


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And Nature Spoke to Me

I pulled my aching body
Outside to get Vitamin D
The beauty of my back yard
Filled me with jubilee

And as I turned up my face
To soak up each golden ray
I heard strange sweet voices
That added joy to my day

And the sun spoke to me
As he blazed down from the sky…
“Like me you must be strong
And warm those who pass by”

And the wind spoke to me
As it played with my hair…
“Like the Holy Spirit of God
I’m here and everywhere.”

And the birds spoke to me
With their blissful little tweets…
“Open your heart to friends
They will give you many treats”

And the blossoms spoke to me
In fuchsia garments of spring…
“See the thorns by our sides?
Be prepared for all life brings.”

And the grass spoke to me
As it lay yellow on the ground
“Let love water your soul
So new life in you may be found.”

And the sky spoke to me
In azure tones of love…
“I’m endless as you can see
Free to fly is the peace dove.”

And the clouds spoke to me
As they sailed up in the sky…
“Let the worries that you have
Like us just drift on by”

And the pine trees spoke to me
As their scent filled the air…
“Stand tall like us and know
Gods help is always there.”

Today, all nature spoke to me
In a mother’s tone so kind
My heart heard every word
And I found my peace of mind.

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Puzzle Piece

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


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



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Science and Man's Destiny

The knowledge I have given man empowers him to chart his own destiny Will it be for his betterment or his detriment I can only wait and see


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WAKE UP WORLD

HELLO WORLD I SEE YOU SHINING IN THE CLEAR BLUE SKY WAITING FOR THE CLOUDS TO CRY.

OH WORLD I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU WITH ALL THE POLLUTION GOING ON INSIDE AND ALL AROUND YOU.

YOUR BEAUTY IS FADING AWAY WITH ALL THE VIOLENCE AND POLLUTION IN YOUR SURROUNDINGS.

I NEVER EXPECTED YOU TO COME TO THIS CONCLUSION BUT ONE DAY YOUR BEAUTY WILL SHINE ONCE AGAIN.

NO MORE GREEDY POLITICIANS,CROOKED MINISTERS OR CRIMINALS.

YOU WILL SHINE WITH RIGHTEOUS PEOPLE INSIDE OF YOU WHO WILL NEVER HARM YOU AND WILL LET YOUR BEAUTY FLOW WITH THE RIVERS.

PEACE AND HARMONY WILL SURROUND YOU IN ALL THAT YOU WERE MEANT FOR.

SO WAKE UP WORLD DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO MOTHER EARTH SHE IS CRYING ON THE INSIDE AND SCREAMING ON THE OUTSIDE FOR HER CHILDREN TO LOVE AND BE IN UNITY.


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Sunset

The sunset bids 
quick goodbye.

It leaves behind
Orangey-red days,
Light-grey shadows 
That slowly dips into one's mind.


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DEATH OF DEPRESSION

"DEATH OF DEPRESSION"

Living each day all alone Even though I'm surrounded by millions of people, I still feel in isolation. 
I am surrounded by the nothing, i am the Nothing!
Deep inside, I feel rotten to the core,
Skin shedding,like the devil is devouring me!
 
I feel that life's oils are draining from me,
Seeping through my vein's,
No light within me, darkness has took it's toll,
How do I break it's grasp.
 
Energy is draining, yet a spark ignites inside me,
My soul will win out,
I will fight with each and every breath I take.
The darkness will become light once again.
 


-AMELIE STARR (EMMA GIBSON-CHALMERS)


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Music Child

I hear the music calling me
From the smooth and shiny rows of keys
The ebony and ivory
And all the melodies between
‘Come!’ it says, ‘And play a song
Upon your fingertips I’ll canter along.
Befriend the scales—arpeggios
Follow the tune wherever it goes
Let your heart become the notes
Let your soul become the pitch
Let your life become the piece
Together we shall play.’

I hear the music calling me
From brazen gold and silver strings
Between burnished frets I have seen
The beginnings of a reverie
‘Come!’ it says ‘And pick a poesy,
Fast and furious, young and rosy.
Strum my chords, tickled with rhythm
Call and coax the magic within them
Let your mind roam free and far
Let your voice capture the stars
Let your soul be one with mine
Together we shall play.’

I hear the music calling me
From silver, circular woodwind keys
The trilled and tranquil fairy fifes
Will slice the silence like a knife
‘Come!’ it says, ‘And toot a tune
And learn the lore of lustrous flutes.
Dance upon the bars and staffs
Our mystery within your grasp
Know the sharps, the flats, crescendos
Staccatos and diminuendos
Since your birth you’ve known it’s so
This is knowledge you should know
Lay your life upon these keys
Tune your heart to match my beat
Sing and dance your destiny
Together we shall play.’


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The Call of the Wild

Sharp fangs flashes as he growls
threatening to bring death
the eyes flames in fury
looking for an escape

He once ruled in his kingdom
the predator in a solitary wild
strength was his armor
never feeling sorry for his fights

One day a trap caught the king
in an iron throne, a crown he was given
yet he rejects the admires
for it is not what his heart desires

he longs of his life back
he was a beast, fierce and wild
freedom is his definition of love
one the master will never understand

The death that echoes in every flight
the chase that severs wretched life
the danger of the wild
now he cries his lonely howl in the night


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This Day

This is a day that I could have really done without,
Saying you love me and do this to me hurts no doubt.
   Day  after day I pray that you will please stop,
What pain you've caused me has taken all I've got .
   I love you and adore you but it seems not to matter,
Still you continue to hurt me leaving my heart shattered.
   You come to me with words I have only  dreamed ,
But what they were meant for was to hurt me it seems .
    Never  have I seen a woman with so much hate ,
Taking revenge on me by disrespecting me till it hurts.
    True I have  waivered with my troubles with trust,
The one thing thats important and this is a must.
     There are no more words or sayings that will ever work,
I have tried everything  I know giving it all that its worth .     
     To the day I die I will never understand why ,
The woman I love does everything to make me cry .
     So this my dream to be forever with you ,
Is only nightmares for me  and dying is all I can do.
     This a day I surely could do without.
TAC


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Not Really

How it must hurt you so on days like this,
  Walking around with a frown clutching your fist.
Hearing the words that are meant to anger you,
   Confused  you cry because there is nothing you can do.
Your mind is playing tricks on you driving you to say,
    I hate you all and the games you play please just go away.
Trusting nobody you are not sure which way you sould go,
    It's not real and  all in your head  is what you do not know.
Waiting to see just what tomorrow will possibly bring,
    All will be perfect and you wont rememver a thing.
Your thoughts they torement you  almost every day,
   Each night asking our Lord why your life is this way.
Feeling so alone thinking there is nobody who cares,
   But actually there is so many but you are not aware .
If only you would hear me so you might begin to see,
   You must believe in yourself if you want to be free.
You must have some faith if you are to understand ,
    What God has in store for you and what he has planned.
All the hurt and anger will soon begin to disappear ,
    You'll stand up tall again facing life with no fear.
Please remember always that you are never alone,
    By listening with your heart your path will be shown.
TAC


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My Avocado

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

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

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

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


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The Penny

People traveling over the main road
Not realizing their load
Cars and trucks travelling over me
While I’m the penny patiently waiting to see 
Someone has to pick me up
This I just hate, the waiting I cannot tolerate!
Suddenly someone passes by
Thinking it’s their lucky day
Collects me and puts me in their pocket
And, that is where I stay
Until, they need to use me....
Once more, out I come again
Hands exchanged; I am rearranged
Nothing in life remains the same.

©Holly P. Moore
   October 2012


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Shadow

Walking besides the beach,
With emptiness within my reach,
Who will b there when i die??
Or will it b the same, alone to cry!

I see the stars, up and out,
Lyk a flower getting sprout,
Alone as i walk along,
Trying to get my soul from long,

Lost it somewhere in middle, 
Couldn't find, solving the riddle,
More i solve, more i am trapped, 
Within lonliness i am wrapped,

The sun shone bright wid dawn,
Bringing the chirp of birds along,
And so my shadow came back to me,
Assuring,it'll always be there for me,
And so i walk besides the beach,
With myself&shadow in my reach,
Who wil be there when i die? 
Just me&my shadow enough to cry!


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The Highway

People travel me from far and wide
Cars, vans, trucks, people inside

Going places around the globe
I help them on my open road

Winding up and down the hills
Some stop to see ocean spills

Police surveying people’s speed
So, the traveler’s better take heed

I have ramps for people to exit their space
Of final destination or resting place

I am the highway that has some strife
Looking for my exit to start a new life

If I could find it, I could begin again
Just like these travelers when they come to their end.

©Holly P. Moore
   December 2012


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The Transformation of Word

Letters turn into words.....While words turn into understanding with meaning,some 
you've never heard....
Sentences turn into stories....As stories fill our hearts and mind...slowly...
 seducing thoughts letter by letter, word by word, line by line...
Words floating around in my head it's like they just won't quit...
I find meaning in everything,  from the very first letter that any word has in it....
So for me writing is like my souls transformation into words... 
Into a personal sense of freedom and levels of self expression in ways yet to be 
heard....
It's so beautiful to me...That when I open my eyes I am able to see....
That life forms all type of letters into words into sentences into stories into my mind 
into my being into my heart into me...    
Chapters of love, pain, passion, lose ,success,pleasure, deceit, and envy....
The effects are astonishing and I've been blessed to see, The world's soul 
transformed into words into life into POETRY....


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It's My Life

I live my life this way 
Because I can 
It's my life to live 
One day I will stand in judgement 
For my past and present sins. 
I and I alone will carry my Demons 
Until that day comes to pass 
As for now 
I am in control of my life


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On My Eighty Fifth Birthday


On My Eighty Fifth Birthday

Another Birthday…I’m still alive
Never thought that I’d survive
To the ripe old age of Eighty Five!
But here I am…feisty still
Even though I’m over the hill!
Don’t count me out...Don’t ring that bell
I’m still here and raising hell!

Had a few blimps along the way
But I’m not leaving, I’m here to stay
Still have plans…I’m not done yet
I may do things I may regret
But I’ll have fun doing it
You can bet!

It matters not how old  you are
You can dream your dream
Or follow your star
Your flesh may fail you
Your steps may be slow
More and more wrinkles start to show
But there is one thing I surely know

A  man isn’t judged by how he looked
Or the size of his fortune or pocketbook
The greatest legacy he leaves behind
Isn’t intelligence or a fertile mind
But the love he gave to his family and friends
A heart full of love always transcends
Fame and fortune in the end 

So Happy Birthday again to me
How many more…..?
We’ll just have to see
In the meantime friends
You’ll be hearing from me!

Copyright©2013 Beatrice Boyle	
(All rights reserved)


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I want to say Something

Something is in my heart
I want to say it
 
Words can't support me
How can I say it?

I want to know,
If you can bear it

Why can't I say it?

I am delighted,
If you want to hear it?

No, no, or never
Why can't I say it?


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Dreams riding white horses

Days buried in the snow to save
Recollections touching the grave
Moved by wind in desert of ice,
Moved far from the sea of thy eyes
In the forgot countries of glass;
With wasteful waves they quickly pass.
Stars gather them in their cold lights,
Dropping from sky, they burn our sights.
Longitude of longing new heights 
Looms wave shinning hopes in checked nights

Windows with ice-flowers covered,
Know how their old perfumes were robbed
By young snowmen knocking at door
And asking at what colored floor
Is the blond spring`s good fairy hid?
Wind blows from the other side
Of horizon humming a lied;
Sleepy snowdrops started to read
About dreams riding white horses,
Climb up the mountain of Moses!


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Wild Thang Monkey


    *Wild Thang Monkey
All the things' you wanted to
   Know about a monkey
 But, was afraid to ask.....



INSTRUCTIONS;

1. Never touch one in the wrong place......
                       ---
2. Never let a monkey see you naked!
                       ----
3. Never let the monkey know that
    you are about the same thang
                      ----
4. Never let him see you pet or
    disrespect astray monkey!
                      ----
5. Never let a monkey go first!
                      ----
6. Never ride a monkey out of anger!
                      ----
7. Never let a monkey know all
    of your business........
                      ----
8. Never monkey around with another monkey!
                      ----
9. Never let a monkey see you apologize.
                      ----
10. Alway's remember that monkeys' are
      naughturnal.  Never let them see you
      monkey around with another monkey....

                         GF


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Healing the Heart

Strong beam of light enters the room,
pointing out the mistakes in the settings,
no hidden darkness nor sharp object on the floor;
as water drips from the  bottle
containing ice cold drink on the table,
He stretches his hands to mop the floor.


*Personification*
beam of light--good thought ;the room--mind ;hidden darkness--bad thought
sharp object--wickedness ;water--pains  ; floor--heart ; 

CONTEST:"kindle the lights"sponsored by Debbie Guzzi.


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Strong Woman

If you should ever see me cry, it is not because I am Weak...it is because my eyelids are heavy from holding in all The pain in me...I have eyes to see the things I am supposed to see...Jesus died on a cross...the tears he weep was for me...I have the strength of all the king men!...and that alone makes me a STRONG WOMAN! I have a gift that was given to me, and that is my passion for writing. My inspiration that burns inside of me...I write from my heart and from the things I have seen, therefore my wisdom made me the woman I am now, and many before me...my life path has been written out for me...and that's my motivation that guides me.


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THE ROBIN AND MY MOM

IN THE SPRING OF '1999' I WAS LIVING WITH MY DAUGHTER and HER FAMILY IN BLANCHESTER,OHIO. THE HOUSE WE LIVED IN WAS A NICE PLACE, BUT WE DIDN'T HAVE A SCREEN DOOR and SO WE WOULD SIT WITH THE DOOR OPEN MOSTLY DURING THE AFTERNOON. I WILL NEVER FORGET THE MORNING OF MARCH 16th THAT YEAR! MY DAUGHTER WAS AWAKENED BY THE SOUND OF A CAR STOPPING REAL FAST IN THE GRAVEL OUT FRONT, and AT THE SAME TIME WE BOTH HEARD MY SISTER SCREAM: 'ALICE HURRY UP MOM IS DYING'. MY DAUGHTER WAS HANDING MY PURSE and SHOES TO ME AS I WAS WALKING OUT THE DOOR. WE ALL GATHERED IN MOM'S ROOM and WE TALKED, CRIED, PRAYED and WE WAS THERE FOR EACH OTHER; and AT ONE POINT I ASKED HER: MOM, WOULD YOU LIKE US TO SING LIKE WE USED TO IN SUNDAY SCHOOL WHEN US CHILDREN WERE LITTLE? MOM, COULDN'T SPEAK BUT I THOUGHT I SAW A FAINT SMILE ON HER FACE and FOR ME THAT WAS ANSWER ENOUGH. SO, SOME OF US SANG SONGS LIKE: 'PETER,JAMES and JOHN IN A SAILBOAT - or - THERE'S A FOUNTAIN FLOWING DEEP and WIDE - or - HIS BANNER OVER ME IS LOVE' - WHILE THE OTHERS TALKED AMONGST THEMSELVES and PRAYED. MY BROTHER and HIS FAMILY MADE IT IN FROM GEORGIA LATER THAT EVENING and WE ALL VISITED IN MOM'S ROOM and THE ROOM NEXT TO HER'S THROUGHOUT THE NIGHT. THE FOLLOWING DAY ON WEDNESDAY THE 17th DAY OF MARCH IN '1999' AT AROUND 12:15p.m. - GOD SENT SOME OF HIS BEST ANGELS TO CARRY OUR PRECIOUS 'MOTHER' HOME TO HEAVEN. IT'S HARD AT ANY TIME TO LOSE A PARENT, BUT IT WAS REALLY ROUGH LOSING 'MOM', BECAUSE LESS THAN TWO YEARS EARLIER ON NOVEMBER 15,1997 - WE HAD LOST OUR PRECIOUS 'DAD, WHOM I KNOW WITHOUT A DOUBT WAS WAITING AT THE GATES OF HEAVEN FOR OUR 'MOTHER'. MOM, ALWAYS SAID THAT SHE WANTED TO BE BURIED ON THE FIRST DAY OF 'SPRING'; and YES, THE DAY WE BURIED 'MOM' JUST HAPPENED TO BE ON THE FIRST DAY OF 'SPRING'. FOLKS, YOU SEE GOD HAD LISTENED TO MOM'S PRAYER and GRANTED HER THAT WISH! THIS SHORT STORY SOME FOLKS WILL FIND HARD TO BELIEVE, BUT IT'S TRUE and REALLY HAPPENED. FOR THIRTEEN DAYS AFTER WE BURIED 'MOM', A ROBIN WOULD COME and SIT ON THE DOOR STEPS AT ABOUT THE SAME TIME. ON THE FOURTEENTH DAY I SAID: "MOM, IF GOD HAS SENT YOU IN THIS FORM TO CHECK ON ME - I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I WILL BE FINE. AFTER, I WAS DONE TALKING and CRYING THAT 'ROBIN' FLEW AWAY and DIDN'T EVER COME BACK! FOLKS, I MADE A PROMISE TO 'MOM', THAT I WOULD MEET HER and DAD IN HEAVEN WHEN MY LIFE IS OVER ON THIS EARTH and I INTEND TO KEEP THAT PROMISE!


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DAY DREAMER

Eyes wide open, facing a turbulent world. 
A few panting breathes inward, 
followed by a blink or two, 
leading to breaking news, 
stunned,and numb; 
non-believing, 
all the while, 
awake, 

DREAMING.


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His Special Ability

Experiencing many different emotions, it is shocking to my soul.  Such an intense attraction drawing me in, surprising I am complete as a whole.

Finally full and complete within, a satisfation I've never experienced before. Finally someone able to find the hidden key, the only key that can unlock my safty door.

Gratified in every way possible, he has broken through the barrier I've been hiding behind for years.  Complete in life and in love, finally able to let go of all my fears.

With a smile on my face and happiness in my heart, my dream has come true.  He is my definition of perfect, from day one, my heart and head just knew.

He leads me through many exciting adventures, packed full of pleasant surprises.  Everyday he gives me something new, the intensity level constantly rises.

As the relationship continues, the emotions get more intense.  Surprising me every chance he gets, my suspense level balances on the fence.

It hit me like a tons of bricks, how fast I needed what he had to offer.  His eyes, his touch, his love and charm, made me a little softer.

Everyday I look forward to where this will lead, but I am excited as a couple what we have become.  Enjoying every moment as it's our very first, my heart constantly beats like a drum.

We have been through many trials and tribulations, with every memory I keep on replay.  DeShane, you are the one meant for me, in my mind, in my heart and in my soul, is where I want you to stay!


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life- Chapters

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

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

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

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

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


Avnesh yadav


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If These Walls Could Talk

                                                      If these walls could talk
                                                  They would say “Take a look”
                                                            Hey young lady!
                                                   Why your room is so messy?

                                                      You’re always very busy
                                                        Doing your other duty
                                                   Well, I know the reason why
                                               You just control yourself not to cry

                                               The pain you’ve been experienced
                                                   To whom you love ever since
                                                         And to overcome it all
                                          You only faced me and your tears will fall

                                       How many times I’ve witnessed your attempt
                                            To take many sleeping pills just to end
                                             The sadness you feel it in your heart
                                              That you keep it from the very start

                                                        If these walls could talk
                                          They will say “can you forget everything?”
                                                     And try to fix all your things?
                                          Just like your life, it must be in order again


September 15, 2012


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Loves Destination




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     A Unique
        - And -
   Secure
Gravitational Pull
     Upon...
The Earth's surface
     And to all
        Of it's
Inhabitants'
With redeeming life
        Flowing....
     With.....a
Cause for freedom
To set Thee free....


             Poet Author
             Gary Fields


copyright Apr2012
poetrysoup.com


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Make Me

Make me into a deep life line running it's river across your welcoming words. Toward tomorrow's rushing rapids that drop me in between the veins that you can't see, so that the days and the moments of a future you hope to see rise, just before the sun sets.


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Life Cycle of a Leaf

Fresh spring green was I when first born
Upon a sunny late March morn
But a darker emerald I became
Drenched by April’s pounding rain

All summer long I held my own
Granting reprieves with shadows thrown
For picnics I provided shade
Feeling such joy as children played

But bodies change as seasons pass
Now multi-hues I have amassed
Yellow, amber and crimson red
But I still hang as others fled

The nearby oak is now stripped bare
On soil my mates are lying there
Maple leaves too have joined the pile
And I’m the last to stay awhile

Many colors adorn below
Paths where fall hikers like to go
I’m in God’s hands; he holds the keys
But oh, dear Lord, here comes a breeze


*Entry for Carol Brown’s “Leaves, Leaves, Leaves” contest
By Carolyn Devonshire, October 4, 2011


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Walls of Years

~ I am but four walls painted purple, I remember that day, the girl of raven hair, standing on a ladder painting me. I was laughing because her hair had streaks of purple, and she was dappled all over with dots of me, you see. The next few days, I was left alone to dry in quietude, then came the antique furniture and mauve drapery. Art work was attached to me in hues of purple, my whole essence was lovely and I rested peacefully. I liked to watch the girl dance around in her pretty dresses, looking at herself in the ornate, oval mirror, so pretty. Often she would sit at her desk writing in her diary, with tears in her eyes, head bowed, I was full of sympathy. One day, she wore an elegant dress of white lace, she danced and pranced around the room smiling happily. I was so happy for her, but not exactly sure why I was, but I should have been sad because she was leaving me. Years my door remained closed, the furniture covered, then one day, an old lady walked in holding the hand of girl. She stroked the raven hair of the girl she called granddaughter, and told her, "this is the room where I used to dance and swirl." ~ Written September 4, 2012 For the contest, If These Walls Could Talk, Sponsored by Black Eyed Susan


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DISTANCE

Sometimes I still use a cordless house phone. 
When I call her I imagine her wrapping an invisible cord around her finger 
as if she were only walking slowly the opposite direction as the cord stretched further. 
When she talks she says she likes to feel her voice as it runs away from me. She says that she wants me to believe distance is just a myth our minds created. When she held me I was a last box on a moving van. I was stretched out like piano wire waiting for a hammer to knock the breath back into me. Her hands forced me upward like keys pounding harmony. 

She is the hottest day of summer telling me to wake up and find water and her bed is an oasis. 
Our clothes scattered a mosaic across the paint spotted carpet. 
We read to each other from the bookshelf on the corner. 
The one that sagged in the middle until all its shelves were smiling, ready to laugh loose their stories. 
The morning she left the half-closed shades left cords of sunlight stretching across her chest 
and I traced them but there were highways, and she the smallest country. 
When she calls me she traces her breath as it spirals like a hurricane to the wall and bounces between cities. Her voice is strangled with 350 miles of telephone lines. 
The clothes we dressed our floors with for months have been stripped away. 
The room is naked now and the bookshelf, half empty. When I think of that house 
she is the only thing I can remember. Everything else fades, the room disappears entirely and I remember only having lived inside her. Home is where the heart is. 

The first astronomers who looked up there had to have discovered sparkling new words about how far two things can be. We build telescopes to force everything closer. 
I have built myself a telescope with bed posts and bathroom mirrors. 
On warm nights I climb to the top of my room and look west where the world curves her away from me. I know now why the myth of a flat earth existed for so long. 
It is not a story of people afraid of falling but of people terrified of growing apart, 
reading that if you stare hard enough at the horizon, you’ll be able to find anyone who is left you. But “listen” she says. The blind man on my block had his cataracts removed. 
He told me when he looked out his window for the first time he couldn’t understand why his hand was larger than the houses across the road. 
He couldn’t grasp how things look smaller at a distance so close your eyes. 
Stop looking for me in satellites fading below the skyline. Let us make this world flat again. 
I am always right here. 
This continent is just our kitchen table. 
These highways piano strings. 
The same note ringing resonating between us.
God keeps our sight stronger with eyes that we will never see by looking in a mirror.


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Law Of Reciprocity II








       ********

Do you find your-self
With-out a ladder and
    Just don't know
What to do?
      ------
Try the "Law Of Reciprocity" 
Fore only good thing's
Come back to you!
      ------
Be Prudent in all matter's
         - And -
Always' do your part
And always' be care-full
In matters' of the Heart


         Poet Author
         Gary Fields


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Wild Thang Monkey in Exile


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You see
I am a monkey
Of distention, but
A monkey just the same
While hanging out
At the MONKEY YMCA
I am having profound thought's
                ---
Not to be truly centered
As a Monkey though
My life is pretty much
Obviously obtunded 
Concerning these matter's
               ---
The World is a jungle
And I don't know who is
Coming to dinner
           -Or-
If actually, I am dinner
Some time's
Some dumb alligator
Or snake or two 
May come by
For a snack,
So, I must really stay active
               ----
If I don't stay active
Then my future
Is pretty much assured
             ----
If you put your mind
Into the head of a monkkey
Then, what can a Monkkey do
Meaning me......


                 WTM


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We Heard the Ocean Speak

I can go ahead and personify the ocean
As this pen has been granted the poetic license
To carve a soul from a still object-
And make the ocean take the form of man.

The soft sand shaking forth beneath our feet
The sweet salty smell of the ocean-
Caresses our nostril to the presence of nature
As we watch the image unfold-
Of such huge expanse of water with ships lacing its trails.

So the sun came right above the sky
Embracing us with his scorching arms
Sending waves of heat upon the earth-
As we scamper to find a shade to rest our legs.

So we watched the waves wash the sea up the sand
And watched as half naked men dive headlong into the sea
And there by the shore some set their dice to roll upon the sand.
Just you and me; we watched as the day sailed by
And beggars raised their hands for token-
And little unfortunate boys walked hungrily behind their mothers.

Together we heard it speak,
As it tells us of how beautiful life is,
And how tumultuous the world could be,
So we should expect it.
It speaks to us about the joy that abound
When two people confide in the other,
So we should embrace it.
It speaks to us of how marvelous God is;
So we should seek Him.

Let’s bury our worries in the sand of yesterday
As the ocean speaks to us-
Of men who have been lost in the wind of vain
And of people staggering effortlessly in chain.
Man is history; just a filament of a story.

We heard the ocean speak,
So beautiful and terrifying,
We heard it shriek.
 


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A Mote Of Dust

A mote of dust travels through the air
blown this way and that across the lands.
Finally after many miles it is entrapped
in a rocky crevasse where it joins others.

In time the wind blows in many more motes
and something wondrous starts happening.
These motes give birth to little plants
that struggle at first then bind the land.

Encouraging new birth all around and
flowers that vibrantly wave in the breeze.
Young saplings shoot out deep tap roots
that anchor them in place where they flourish.

In time a mighty forest springs to life
harbouring a wealth of flora and fauna.
All of this came to pass due to just one,
one solitary mote of well travelled dust.


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Pure Heart






          **********


A new beginning
        With
Extravagant flowers'
Doth' adorn your feet
         Decant
    In the life
Of Abstinence
        Where
The Heavens' shall
        Sing....
And sprout forth
The seed's of your
    Beauty...
Heavenly Bound

        Poet Author
        Gary Fields


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A Face Down Penny

I’ve been engulfed by the darkness
That plagues so many of my brothers.
My eyes may be open,
But the void is all that appears.
I see nothing, Know nothing, Learn nothing.
Forced to lay in wait
For prying fingers to liberate me
From my upturned prison.
 
Oh, how I yearn,
For the light of day
To dance before my presidential eyes,
Allowing me, to once again,
Experience a broad mixture of colors
Living in unity.
A scenario that is no longer the fantasy
Of an incompetent individual
Looking to influence a closed society,
But a way of life
For present day.
 
As I reflect on my days of flesh,
Still no-one comes to my assistance,
This makes me wonder
If the world I speak of
Still continues to exist,
Or if I’m doomed to spend eternity alone
Within the bleak darkness,
Dreaming once again
Of a world that no longer requires my influence…


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Just a slab

You might look at me
with your blushed pink face
Your hard pimpled complexion
But above it all I know
that your sharp edged
square attitude is all a bluff
For/Four cornered
we can all see that you really are
two faced so double the math still
just a slab
standing the test of time
waiting to be cracked through age
when your crevices may be filled
smoothed over 
to tidy your appearance 
and make seem renewed
a little younger cosmetically
by the touch of skilled hands
steady in their chosen profession
Yet at the end of the day
everyone knows
you are just going to get walked over


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CAPTIVATING FILIPINA

She is bronze colored in complexion...
She is not too tall nor too small..
She is found along high rise buildings to sidewalks..
She dresses according to the 90's, to the latest moda...

She has her own unique style...
She has of brilliance undefined..
She has the hands soft to caress and rough to grip..
She has of eloquence: smile that soothes...

She is from the southeastern seas..
She belongs to islands of myriads history..
She comes from the land of the tropics..
She stands out among the crowd..

Empowered through high quality education..
Unbreakable by dozens of life experiences..
Molded flexible enough by Her culture 
Zest enough to face the whole world..

Wether in the most sophisticated way..
To the simplest servant you can see at home...
What makes her so captivated...
Her full blown nationality of being a Filipina...

© O. E. Guillermo
02/10/2013
4:30pm

Sponsor	Poet Destroyer A
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SUICIDE NOTE

My name is flower
Of number one display and color
To commit suicide I decide
To take nuclear waste or pesticide

Am tired of you people polluting the air
Polluting our rivers and streams that's not fair
You clear out our jungles, you cut down our mountains
To make way for tall buildings Hollywood Mansions and fountains

You burn fuel for energy source
Depleting the ozone showing no remorse
You drill, you drain the earth of it's natural resource and nutrients
Causing a shift in the earth's plate
Evidence Tsunami and Earth Quake

I cannot take it anymore
This is the final straw
Yes am gonna commit suicide
Either by Nuclear Waste or Pesticide
O! yes you need me for oxygen
along with all other plant life existing

So if I were to take them all with me you'll die
You'll be no more... no lie?
So sit back admire the beauty, the splendor  
The wonderful blossoming of a flower

In my last breath I write this suicide note
Dated 25th April 2011 by... flower


©Copyright April 2011 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved


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How do I escape

How do I escape my life of misery. Do I run away or do I hide away. None of my 
choices seem feasible because where  can I go to escape tradegy or how conceal 
could I be  so that no one can see me. How could I be like the great Houdini who 
escape traps; as for I, How can I escape life. Or how could I be like the incredible 
David Copperfield who eluded object making them invisible, so that ,no one can 
notice me. All my notions are  idealistic and not realistic, so the best thing to do is to 
expire, that will do the trick. Therefore, making me the greatest illusionist and 
escapist artist that ever been - to create more than illusion and to escape the 
greatest escape... and that is cease to exist. That is how I will escape my life of 
misery.


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Down the Mountain

Trying to come down a mountain you've already conquered is the true test, and it's a hard one. 
Like pouring cheap sanitizer 
over your bloody hands.
The 99.99 that it may kill will not eliminate the painful little hundreth percent of pain that still stands.
But it is necessary.
I can see parts of my past like jagged rocks I've already placed my feet upon once. They remind me of all the times I slipped up cut myself with such failure I never thought I'd move on from. I slide down the mountain's side, hoping that if I fall forward I will be caught by a cloud filled with the heaviness of my old pride. Reminiscing on a cumulus crime trying to piece together where I made the mistake in believing being selfish would ever put me on cloud nine.
It can no longer hold me
like flimsy caution tape failing to hold an overwhelming riot at bay
and down I go with the rain precipitating all my pain away.

At 6'4, my height is pretty easy to see
my mind is pretty difficult to read
And my beliefs are even harder to understand. 
At times I feel having the word 'susceptible' tattooed across my chest would be fitting for me
just so I could be understood by my fellow man.
I heard that 90% of human interaction is nonverbal so 
if I could, without a word I would speak volumes upon volumes of my autobiography and just live the rest of my life shirtless
So that even to the passing stranger, my life story they could comprehend.
Vulnerability at it's finest. 
I learn from experience.

After a long fall, I land close to rock bottom.
The temptation to give up always seems to make camp in front of the exit of freedom. 
I can see two male rams clashing their brains together while making a thunderous noise; the most accurate depiction of brainstorming I've ever witnessed, and an easy way to see that staying stuck at the bottom is a choice. 
There is always something new to learn. 
Something to struggle with up and down the mountain.
What we must learn is to not be ashamed of our struggles, and to instead show how we are victorious through the renewed life we live.


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Crude Reality

I once saw a rundown house
sitting on a thin little frame
and thought it pretty to someone.

She doesn't understand,
when she speaks of me the same.

Reflections aren't supposed to lie.
I see less than she, or more depending
on what it is I am searching for,
anymore I see the rundown house,
weakened frame, but I can't find thin.

I think the scale lies,
perhaps just to me.

She says enough is enough,
look in the mirror and see what I see.

What does she see that hides from my own eyes?

I see less, perhaps more,
depending on what it is
that I am searching for.

I see things perhaps with death's eyes,
does she know it is killing me?

Has she seen me fall from grace
and turn from life as if pushed
into the depths of my own grave?

She must know:
it has me hanging on a thin frame,
rundown, weakened from neglect,
I guess I am pretty to someone
but I don't see it the same.

She asked how can you
let it rape you of life?

I guess someone should tell her
that I am already dead,
she doesn't see.


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THE END GAME THE END




         **********Note: The Game is over********



The second batter put th ball
             Over the fence
No one knew where it went
It screamed and it screeched the sky
And burdened it's silence with light
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Their was an Angel in deep middle field
It was also an Angel of the LORD
He really fielded it hard....
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He swept so high
That he breech the sky
He braved the breath of
Death and Eternity
But, He make it back eventually
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He cast that ball in the name
              Of the Lord
But, He didn't cast that hard
And as it turned out
The game was won
In the name of the Father
And the Holy Son
And this is how we have
To end this pun!


                 Poet Author
                 Gary FIELDS


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Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


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THROUGH IT ALL

Frightened; scared; worrisome, that's how I am..
Not that I am so ****ed up or too bad..
Rather I am caring so much...
Or maybe I have experienced too much..

I built up walls to protect myself...
I restricted myself to rules and regulations..
I defined and structured ways to be in control..
I followed a pattern to avoid dominion...

Maybe because of how I have grew up..
Maybe because of how the persons treated me..
Maybe because of how situations challenge me..
Maybe because of actual experience..

True, I am almost exactly like that..
Few have taken the time and effort to discover me..
That..

Behind those smiles are hidden pains to burst..
Behind those silence are quiet tears waiting to break..
Behind those hugs are yearnings of affection.
Behind those compositions are me: myself...

Yet, I have always been hopeful...
Always holding on...
Not that of pretentions.
Nor to give good impression..

Rather, It is because of that burning faith..
It is because of that selfless love...

Didn't I laugh hard until I'm teary eyed..
Didn't I sing so much until my voice hoarse..
Didn't I eat so much that I burp..
Didn't I given so much that I'm remembered...
Didn't I still love so much that I don't expect any returns..

I lie to protect people I love..
I break rules to get closer to what I want..
I work hard to attain my dreams...
I try to be the happy me to me others happy..

I am living my life the way I know right..
I made mistakes and even failed..
but, I rejoice to acknowledge these didn't stop me..
These didn't lead me to quit..

I rise up..
I stood up..
I am still here..
God, helped me through it all..

by: olive_eloi
02/10/2013
1:37pm

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Life All At Once

Too young to remember , remembering is all I can do , stories told , may different , not never knowing the truth , a scar for life , not knowing the story behind it all , feeling like a leap and a frog , alone always and forever , standing strong on my own tow feet with no support , about this time I still have tears in my eyes, hurting and weeping from all the pain thats inside, feeling abandoned at a young age, my heart filled with hurt and emotion , like a boat on a ocean , screams and fights , something that I didn't like , it never excites me , it just makes me wanna go far way , running way all the time was getting old and leaving me out in the cold with no place to go , house to house , different rules , different place , different race and different pace. Ive been through hell and back again. 7:00 , lying on the floor , stomach growling , tears falling , left alone , hurting inside , just about to cry , flooding my face , with a salty taste , forgetting my race , forgetting my struggles , going blank with no trace , comes to comfort me , I pull away , with a lot of force , not wanting to be loved by someone who hurts me the most , running away thinking its a better place more hurt occurs , not giving no one a chance , to dance in my present , but finally I give in to something special to me , he who sees the best in me , he who takes me for myself , he who loves me more than ill ever know, he that stunts but deep down he's feelings truly shows , he that I love with all my heart , he that I don't want to leave , he is something like my everything , he is so much like me , he you wouldn't understand , he is my man , I could keep going on and on forever but Ill just end it here this time....


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My Unique Line - RD

"Petal nor thorn could save this rose."


From "Flowers...Beautiful Flowers"  
This line personifies the loss of life and the harvest of flowers  (roses) for a funeral.  Just as loved ones are lost each day in the prime of life (any time really), the rose is taken in the height of beauty and placed atop the grave.  This is in spite of the thorns which protect it.  We possess the attributes of the rose as well.  Yet, still we pass, regardless of benevolence or wickedness.


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'Our Journey'

I know you hate having me around 
I feel your fear, the angst, ‘cause
I am a sign of weakness 
even though I bring hope at times, 
other times a brighter day 
a new perspective on a foggy splay… 

Let me help you get past the hurt, 
Let me help you deal with the loneliness
Take me with you on this journey,
Turn your frown into a smile
As I trickle down your beautiful face
Let me cleanse you and take the pain away… 

Inspired by the contest “Personify A Tear”
by Wilma N. Neels

9th Place


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Black Widow

She's got a plan
just moved to Florida
one week in the hole
a forced proposal...

"yeah...
uh...
maybe if I get a job with insurance;
we'll get married...
then you'll have insurance too!"

a bribe
the spider web is officially constructed
"Charlotte's web"
no...we'll name it
the Black Widow!


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Drawn in Harmony

The phrase "Music to my ears" has been injected toward the 
wrong part of my body, and most unpleasantly personified. 
There is a record player that I let skip and scratch on purpose, hearing 
colorful sound of life back when truth kept us both inside the lines. 
I thought order was helping me draw closer to you, while you began on the next 
page without me. The needle digs it's way into my ape-shaped forearm. 
I'm directed by the guitar string shaped veins 
that only play notes in the keys of D# E# A# F# and the sharp sounds pierce 
my perception to the point I can hardly hear your voice anymore. 

At times, listening to the same old sad song on repeat makes me think
that I am just an old soul getting repeatedly tossed around in God's 
big barrel of human paradox. "Lord what was I made for? Surely it wasn't 
to repeat the mistakes of my forefathers, because I'm certain I am the 
only one you molded with forearms so large, that the record got lost 
and forgot how to spin in circles. Music is all about art, and art all about 
perception. Perception has nothing to do with your eyesight, and 
you use your ears to envision the painting on a blank canvas before picking 
anything else up but sound waves. I drive myself crazy sometimes when 
I think that my inspiration is speeding away from me in the 
opposite lane, but I didn't even ask for directions. Mostly because I'm a man, 
a stubborn one at that, and I always think I know where I'm going. 
But this time, I swear I had gotten the map right. So I transformed my open 
hands into tight fists to make music burst out of my arms, and the needle went 
faster and faster until it broke off, and the high pitched vibration 
disintegrated the steel into my own blood. I blame myself for letting this 
be the first time to let myself draw some air into my body. A surgery of 
scalpels cutting into my physical, and an orchestral symphony of sutures, 
threading my life back together again. My blue blood turns crimson as it kisses the air. 
Why do we associate the color red with life and vibrancy, when it clearly shows that we are letting our own blood run down our arms? Why do so many women where red lipstick; the kind that sticks to your collar, screaming to your wife that you clearly sinned? 
Why do we see sin so clearly; transparent enough for others to correct us before we really we even grasp the desire to fix ourselves? AND WHY IN THE WORLD IS THIS MUSIC PLAYING SO LOUDLY NOW; when my needle broke off into my body a long time ago, and I can hardly hear you anymore.
Good thing my life's song still isn't completely written yet. Let's add a more positive climax to this. One drawn in harmony.


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Dead Or Living

The dead walk among the living Who can tell living from dead Where do I lie in grave or sun Blood or flowers ?


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Elvina, the elusive slyph

this poem is dedicated to Elvina Kuchukova

thy power over wood and water lead me to springs untainted thy music is a bath for the mind thy art is a balm for the eyes oh Elvina you elusive slyph, where shall we meet next? Elvina i long to see your face again with thy hair black as midnight flowing like a river thy face angles like an elf with patience to match thy gentel words show thou troubles and scars yet to my eyes they beauty is everlasting Elvina i thank you thy skin is scarred with lines of flame the burning knife that scarred your skin is no deterent to me for i know the troubles other cause you strength has saved me from the burning knife for this Elvina i thank you you have saved me from myself for this Elvina i thank you may we meet again


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crimson wings

On crimson wings I fly Twixt night and day I fly in crimson wake, there is no rest, there is no haven. On crimson wings I flee there is no joy there is no love only fear and pain ,sorrow and malice On crimson wings I fly searching Searching for the way The way out of this cursed place Where the living and the dead know no bounds For this I hunt on my wings Covered in my blood dripping crimson I fly not knowing where i go I wander endlessly Waiting for the shadows To finish me


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My mind

My mind is a weave of Inspiration

Legally bound by the commitment

To creatively explode

Never before have I looked at yesterday

And thought that today was worth witnessing

Because tomorrow will bring the fruit of it all

Hope!

 

My mind is a knot of troubled freedom

Sensitive and waiting to burst open

To enjoy the light

Yet to live and let live

To be or not to be

 Is not a question but a realization

Breathe!

 

My mind is a tongue tight vision

Waiting for that platform

To raise all hell

Yet to acknowledge

To plant the seed

That will set it free

Live!



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Unwritten Story

A pen rests unreservedly in my lips 
Another embraced behind my ear 
A ream of paper at peace on my lap 
And ink smudges consume my fingers 
/ 
  
My perception beyond physicality 
Mystical enchanters in chorus 
Momentaneous fantasies in flesh 
And the artistry streams 
/ 
  
In a foxtrot my pen whirls 
Across the ballroom of parchment 
Virginal ink smears 
And the gala commences 
/ 
  
Unbeknownst of my environs 
Enveloped passionately within my illusions 
Adventures given essence 
And pressed into a colloquy 
/ 
  
Not infamous is my name 
Nor are my narrations published 
But a dream I live for 
And a tale to be told 


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One Life Story

All my life is

is a story.

And I get to tell it.

What more grace could one be blessed with?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Days when life doesn't suck feel different than days when it does (do do do do-di-do do)... dontcha know?


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A New Kingdom




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Doe's things' seem strange
Not what they used to be
             Well...
This is for the first time
The first time in History
      ------
Doe's things' seem slow
While a bestselling economy
   Just doe's not grow'
Everything is a shroud
         In mystery...
And everyone must know...
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         It is time
  It is time one may say
For a One World Government
        To save the day'
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But, their is one thing
That I would like to say
      And that is that
           Except...
By the Blood of Jesus
Things' wouldn't be this way
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What We really don't need
    Is a new government
        What we do need
Is a New Covenant'
     A Covenant'
         With ' GOD '
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      Did anyone think
            Of the way
       That it should be
To dwell in the House of the Lord
            For all Eternity...
To be with the Prince of King'
    To be with the Almighty
With-in the Kingdom of ' GOD '
Where He has already prepared
      A place for you and me...


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Lady Luck

I am way up,
I am way down,
I am all of the way around.
I am your Lady Luck!
I am right here,
I am right there,
I completely care,
I hold zero fear.
I am always in,
I am always out,
I am here again,
I am Heaven’s great big shout.
I am mother struck,
With Lady Luck!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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What is Sefiroth

 Sefiroth
"The Divine Emanation of God"

Unfathomable are His thoughts and reasons
Hidden in His Divine Magisty
Unconditional His Divine Love
With Unmatched Beauty
Death was His Divine Com"Passion"
It was His answer to Divine Judgment  


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Life

Life
Freedom Reigns
Surrendering
Into The Power Of Death
That Brings Life
Ressurrection
Discerning The Difference
Between Trial And Attack
Deleting All Delete Buttons
Regretting Nothing
Passion Burning
Accepting The Heat
Laying On More Kindling
Stirring Myself Up
Praying For All That Is 
Displeasing To God Within Me
To Burn
Burn Up
Clothing Myself In White Garments
That The Shame Of My Nakedness
Be Not Revealed
Anointing My Eyes That They May
See
Accepting Truth
Accepting Me
Crushed
Moist With Tears
Moldable In The Potters Hands
I Praise
I Will not Live Again With That
Which Was Meant To Kill Me
It Is Too Late For
Miscarriage
I Will Not Abort
Love Remains


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Rusted Lips

Orange lines form on the plump pink structure
Creases start to form in-between breathes
Yellow surrounds the formation
Slight dark tented color, the trace of a mark
To where her tooth once lay
Garbage fills my nostrils, as the crusted image begins to open its cave
Her rusted lips, turn to dust
The ash falls to the floor, as the wind blows it towards the door
Hands over mouth, she must
Burning lips that have turned to crust then dust
With nowhere to look back
Screams fill the tortured atmosphere
Silent yells surround the tormented air out here
She runs out the door, looking for somewhere to turn
Deadly hollows beam through the woods, without a trace in the light
She's lost out of mind
She's out of sight


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lost to the light

They take my mind heart and soul and twist it to their words Binding me in chains that hold fast To my very being unable to escape I am lost to the light and found by darkness


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Madame Morning Glory

Madame Morning Glory
greets the sun's warm embrace,
getting to work before the others do,
getting to work with intense purpose.
At the crack of dawn she begins to move,
creeping over powerless garden beds,
crawling up old brick walls.

Madame Morning Glory chokes her prey,
after seducing with violet blooms
and an array of hypnotic spades.
She knows how she is being watched,
realizing each new day could be the last,
but this doesn't cause her to be more bashful,
or hide her murderous ways.
She moves through the garden,
strangling her newest victims-
whether lily, daisy, rose,
iris, gladiolus or hyacinth;
makes no difference to her at all.

Madame Morning Glory
desires to be the only beauty queen in town,
leaving behind a funeral procession,
of any other likely candidates.
But it isn't only the glamour and charms
hiding the deadly nature of her whims,
that keeps this Madame alive.
Even though many people uproot her in angst,
there are those willing to make some shady deals-
bewitchment and dilation
traded for the opportunity to spread and kill,
as Madame Morning Glory twirls her trellises,
invokes a spell of intoxication
and continues on her way.


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Guardians

My teachers hold me in when I need to learn they are there When I am with them I am safe from the darkness for a time The dragon , The succubus , The fae queens,, The slyph, The wolves, These are my teachers And my only friends ,


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My blood is poison

My blood is poison Darkness flow in place of my blood A black stone is my heart it Kills all who draw near My blood is poison never again will you know love, joy, hope or passion Nor will you receive these from others Darkness is your ONLY companion lover and friend The light will NEVER be yours NEVER again will you feel its warmth upon your skin


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Synopsis






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      Their is a day'
When the Mirror
         Of Fate
Has to make a
     Suggestion
       But, whom
  My be sufficient
     To be the Judge.....


            Poet Author
            Gary Fields


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PEZ DiSpenser

Being used.
Take everything out of me, 
& on the days i’m not wanted, 
I am left emptied 
all of the way out.

A pleasant ‘medicine’ to show others just how good I make you feel, & how good I taste.
I’d be lying to say that hearing those words doesn’t make me spring right back up even in a setting as disintegrating as this. 
I’m still here, ready to break off a piece of plastic from my narrow body for you.
It is you after all. I’d do it if I had too.

But, you confuse me.

You keep my head lifted & it keeps you entertained. 
I like it, kind of. It’s like we’re getting to know each other’s touch, and see similar smiles to those of when we first met. 
This makes it easier not to think too much about how I’m handled.
But
You’ve never treated me this way. 
I’ve gotten my big head stuck before by trying to fill myself up with much more than you needed, 
but this feeling of loneliness by you is unfamiliar. 
I love you, I say. I love you, I show.
You love me, you say. You love me, I believe.

I hate the feeling of feeling cheap. You told me that I was especially manufactured for someone of your taste, & I believe every word of that.

Stop pressing my head down into my stomach, please.
I’m starting to get sick of not seeing everything that kept me full of your every desire to see me smile.
I could never be naive enough to say that I can fulfill who you are, 
because I have a purpose that involves much more than 
going up and down, emptying my insides with temporary dissolving gestures.
But I know I can share with you 
the essence of being the someone who treats you as good as the planets you can’t see. 
So align me inside the atmosphere of your care, & I’ll pick you up before you can say, “deSpenser”


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CHERISHED

SOME PEOPLE ARE HERE FOR A SEASON AND SOME STAY FOR ETERNITY.

THERE ARE SOME PEOPLE WE WANT TO FORGET ABOUT AND SOME PEOPLE THAT WE CAN NEVER FORGET ABOUT.

BUT ONE THING FOR SURE THIS LIFE IS FULL OF JOURNEYS,TRIALS,TRIBULATIONS AND MYSTERIES.

THERE ARE SOME PEOPLE WE CAN LIVE WITH AND SOME WE CAN LIVE WITHOUT 

LIFE IS A JOURNEY EACH MILE IS A STEPPING STONE TO SOMETHING GREATER.

LIFE IS LIKE A BOOK EACH YEAR OF YOUR LIFE IS A NEW CHAPTER AND THE ENDING VARIES.

THE PEOPLE WHO ARE THERE FOR US WE IGNORE THEN THE ONES THAT IGNORE US WE BEG FOR THEIR ATTENTION WANT TO BE NEAR THEM AND WANT TO CHERISH THEM.

WE FIGHT FOR SOMETHING THAT IS NOT THERE THEN WHEN WE REALIZE THAT IT WAS ALL FOR NOTHING WE LOOK SAD AND ANGRY

THERE ARE SOME THINGS THAT ARE MEANT TO BE CHERISHED AND SOME THINGS THAT ARE MEANT TO PASS US BY.

NOW WE MUST MAKE THE DECISION ON WHAT WE SHOULD DO.


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THE HOURGLASS

 

Time drones slowly on 
Each day...an eternity 
Snowflakes change to frozen rain 
Leaving icicles on the tree 

I barely notice spring's approach 
Budding branches on the tree 
Or summer's sun-kissed bounty 
From the garden planted for me 

Fall arrives in all its glory 
Nature's artists on a spree 
Painting glorious colors 
For all the world to see 

I do not see this beauty 
The golden leaves upon the tree 
To me it has no relevance 
For you're not here with me 

The sand is flowing slowly 
Through the hourglass of time 
Now the days fly by too quickly 
Soon  the tolling bell will chime 

But I cherish these fading days 
And our promised rendezvous 
When the last grain has flowed 
Then I will be with you

For John Freeman's contest (your best shot) _


 Copyright©2004 Beatrice Boyle

(All Rights Reserved


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Rough Cuts

Peel back my skin & you will find bone. 
Bone so white that it drarwfs the paper I scribble on now. 
Just like your my bone. 
Just like his bone. 
Just like the bones of all of those who are black, yellow, red, purple & polka dotted, 
my bones are nothing more than branches rooted deep in an idea. 
An idea of a man filled with ideas. 
Ideas which are seeds, seeds that when planted, grow when watered by heavenly droplets. 
And when the rain falls, it will wash the dirt into the gutters & we will pretend that it was never even there. 
Just like the innocent bloodshed of invisible African children. 
Bloodshed in the name of love? 
Heh, no. 
Bloodshed because men try too hard to be gods forgetting that when everyone at their feet are dead, 
the only praises left will be of the voices left remaining inside of their own heads. 
And yet we will do nothing about it, because far too many of us only believe life. 
But in order to believe life 
you must first live. 
And living only exist on a dying man's bucket list. 
So go ahead, jump out of airplanes in the name of your mother's fathers. 
Look at your girlfriend guys. 
Let her for once keep her clothes on. 
Remember that she is somebody's daughter. 
Tell that man or woman how you really feel. 
Hold the door for someone you don't even know. 
Tell somebody a secret that will let their heart grow; 
Grow so large that it burst from them as a shout of joy! 
And them let them catch fire and call it the spirit. 
What spirit you ask? I know mine. 
Not dad, but Father. 
And my heart and mind when with You, even if your spirit aint mine, that alone I find is true love. 
So go ahead. If you're a brother 
be my brother. If you're a sister be my sister. 
Cause what the world needs now is lots of smiling faces, 
Open arms, 
Very giving people 
And every single one of us putting together the pieces of the puzzle called peace. 
So peace my brothers. 
Peace my sisters. 
Tonight, let these rough cuts 
make us into love wishers. 


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Sorrow

Sorrow

Uneasiness or pain, due to loss best describes my existence,
My name is Sorrow and though many try to avoid me,
No one can keep their distance.

I live strongly in the families of Malcolm X, Dr. King and JFK,
Some use me as an inevitable excuse to escape the every day.
I will never die, though people kill themselves for me to continue my mission,
Whether you be rich, happy, beautiful
I strike you in any condition.

Like a common cold, I don’t disappear, Im just dormant
But happiness is a medicine, not a cure
To strike you, I need no consent


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Dragon teacher

Thy fire cleanses my body of the darkness that clings to me Createing a barrior that the darkness cannot pierce Thy wings bright and shining though the dark Guide me to you
More pending


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Intersection of Justice and Mercy

Justice,

is not the sound:

of a banging gavel,

as the result of a man's decision.

It is found in the laughter of orphans,

or in the quiet tears of a widow's distress.

Justice, does not announce its presence noisily,

nor does it appeal to mere reason or fleeting thought.

It is in the silence of a still moment that it rushes in.

A flood of rescue, a team of unsung heroes, without banners.

In the simple embrace of a father to the orphaned, or mother to the widow.

There it is found in the least likely of places, the free offering of smiles.

An undeserved torrent of kindness that drowns out history's pain,

giving a new and beautiful fragrance to the debris left by injustice.

Tears lose their sting, they become source of life watering souls,

satisfaction is no longer measured by simple shelters, or full

bellies, and clothed bodies; this is not true contentment.

Joy ignited by the embers of love, fueling life.

Purpose, not dependent on fiscal wealth,

a life becomes a raging wildfire,

made visibly tangible,

Mercy.


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My animals

The rain pitter patters off the tin roof
Like little mice scurrying the dirt looking for a meal
It lulls me to sleep, into a peaceful slumber
I am awakened soon by booming thunder
Like the rush of a bull attempting to gore his matador
Oh the crazy animals in my nature!


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CHRISTIAN HYPOCRITES

THERE ARE SO MANY PREACHERS TRYING TO BE TEACHERS BUT INSTEAD THEY ARE LEACHERS.

LYING,CHEATING AND CREEPING AROUND LIKE A SNAKE IN THE GRASS COVERING UP HIS SLYNESS WITH SOPHISTICATION AND CLASS.

THE DEACONS ARE CREEPING ON WHO THEY CAN PREY ON NEXT WHO THEY CAN DEVOUR WHO THEY CAN EAT UP.

PRETENDING TO SHOW SINCERITY WHILE ALL THE TIME THEY ARE LOOKING FOR WHO THEY CAN PULL INTO THEIR OWN CIRCLE.

THE LADIES LOOK DOWN ON THE OUTSIDERS FAILING TO REALIZING THAT THEY WERE ONCE IN THEIR SHOES.

THEIR NOSES RISE SO HIGH IF IT RAINED THEY WOULD DROWN SNIFFING THEIR FANCY PERFUMES INSTEAD OF BREATHING THE WORD OF GOD.

INSTEAD OF MINISTERING TO THOSE IN NEED THEY ARE AT EACH OTHER'S THROATS TRYING TO UPSTAGE EACH OTHER.

WITH OUTFITS,CARS AND OTHER MATERIAL THINGS IT IS SUCH A SHAME HOW THE PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD BEHAVE.

WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF GOING TO CHURCH IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE ANGRY.

WHAT IS THE POINT OF GOING TO CHURCH IF IT IS NOT FOR THE LORD.

WHAT IS THE POINT OF GOING TO CHURCH IF IT IS NOT FOR THE RIGHT REASONS.

PLEASE HELP ME TO UNDERSTAND THAT IF PEOPLE WOULD STOP AND LOOK AT THEMSELVES BEFORE THEY LOOK AT ANYONE ESLE THEY WOULD KNOW THAT!


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DEATH IS DEAD NOW

Death is dead now in the pleasant lap of the Immortality.
It seems to sleep in peace, not having slept for thus long.
It is tired now after dying so many times, deadly drained.
The horrid Death appears a naughty child, now, subdued.

Its red awful eyes have sunk in soothed shade of eyelids
And its raw sharp teeth are shut within the freezing lips.
Its soul-less abstract figurine now lounges with a shape
As its quenchless vengeance on Life finished in its death.

Death is dead now, it will wake no more, not any more.
Life has reborn in deathlessness, Death shrunk into Life.
It was the end of the beginning that had certainly begun.
It is the beginning of the end, the ending devoid of end.


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Small Talk XXIV






*************Note: Life Is A Trampoline***********

      

      It is a fool who
  Puts' ideas' into His
        Own Head
            -And-
Then bounce around
   On an Trampoline

               GF



Morrow: Though life has it's own 
             Ups' and Downs'
             Be prepared......
             For that bounce'
             Before you hit the ground.....


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Evanescence

Dear Soap Bubble,

bright focus
in an air-light reflection
of the ephemeral beauty
of this world

diaphanous soul 
in despair

sincere
fearful
innocent
hesitating
uncertain
distrustful
pure

Emotional universum
rumbling inside the anima
of a tiny simple
passionate creature

I shall enjoy thy sight

Shall I live in fear
for you not to burst

Shall I be the wind
to blow tenderly
directing thy path

Thy shelter shall I be
I surrender myself to thee


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Of Hope, Dreams, and a Love

The four walls envelope me
Holds me down within it
A place I neither enjoy nor desire
I feel lost within these walls
They are so restrictive on me
Keep my life to a minimum
I don’t live when I’m in them
They’re a painful reminder of my past
When I solely lived within them
And didn’t know life outside
A miserable life that was
Now I understand more, desire
A full and worldly life of hope,
Dreams, and a love like no other
I hold a love that compares to none
One that these walls don’t know
And can’t comprehend, it’s
Something walls just can’t get
A life of love, complete and true
That walls can only dream of

Entrant into Black Eyed Susan's "If These Walls Could Talk..." contest

9/5/2012


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The Garden of Death

There grew in a garden,
White flowers pale as death,
That grew in rows like tombstones, 
Their odor; foul like dragons breath.

Flowers bent and brittle,
Stems with many a thorn,
No sweet fragrance, just a stench,
Their existence was one to mourn.
 
These deadly flowers spread,
The world was its domain, 
Its roots had leeched all over,
And no other life could remain.

Only these flowers grew,
The earth’s soil was rotten,
This decay consumed all life. 
Its plague could not be forgotten.

When it spread its poison,
Life on earth was finished,
All life had become extinct,
The whole world had been diminished.

Even though its fiction,
All this could become true,
These flowers merely symbols, 
Of hate that could live within you.

Evil spreads so quickly,
To hearts that are hollow,
People want the easy life, 
A route that’s easy to follow.

Evil tries to tempt you,
Disguised as a flower,
Don’t be tricked by its beauty, 
Or you’ll fall under its power.

Take control of your life, 
Don’t let your heart harden,
Or you’ll become this flower,
A spawn of this deadly garden.


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My Chestnut Tree

If I was given one wish free
by a fairy from beyond our times,
I’d tell her that I wish to be
an agèd, stately chestnut tree
rooted deep in solid ground,
my sturdy trunk not being bowed
to some ill-humored gust,
my branches growing high and wide
so gifted with all seasons’ pride,
such as Spring’s blossoms,
Summer’s shady velvet-green,
and getting cooler in the Falls
I’d blush with joy to shed
all of my shining fruity balls,
before I stand in peace
while my bald arms are letting pass
a Winter’s frosty cruelties,
trusting the cycle soon will start anew
and I will love to spread my lush crown over you.         


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The Flower

Wither,
Wither and die,
Said I, to the flower,
Your purpose in life is what?

To beautify,
To beautify the land?
Inquired I of the flower,
Would that be your reason for existence?

Wither,
Wither and die,
Commanded I to the flower,
Should your beauty forever live?

Answer,
Answer me!
Pleaded I to the flower,
What has your destiny shown?

Should your beauty thrive?
Should your beauty thrive forever?
Wondered I of the flower,
Or should the Earth wither and crumble?

Wither,
Wither and die I shall,
Said the flower to me,
Should I live forever, only you may know.


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Step by Step

Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat.
 
Jump started or kick started my day has begun.
I’m holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run.
 
Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do?
Run all over the galaxies in search of you?
 
Shucks you mucks, I’d do it all over again.
But from time to time you stop when I begin.
 
It’s a life of life’s bundling into one row.
Yet it is step by step in which it can grow.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


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My Dreams






      ******

 All of My Dreams'
Should not be beset
       Upon Me....
           But,
All of the inclinations'
         Of GOD
   And what is to be....


               GF


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YOUR FORM,FIRST YOUR FORM

YOUR FORM, FIRST YOUR FORM.
I sought to write,
of  thoughts ubiquitous in the mind,
so with forlorn eyes I peered into myself,
sought the flame that once  warmed my heart,
the last bastion  when in grey shades I oft found myself.
Ooh you elude me, lifeless you render me, a still statute you cast me,
the flame in me  quenched ,  bubbling mirth  buried,  laughter stilled.  
But like a groping in the eerie night I recall you
a beloved wife not a mistress, a brother not a colleague,
 a bubbling warmth  not an apparition. 
The teary nights when with sobs I punctuated, 
And the gaily afternoons when with warmth I rhymed
Like pearly waves upon the shore, they flood back,
 like a  horn call for grazing cattle in the setting sun, they call back.
Like a beloved mother’s cooking they beckon  me  from afar,
From the dregs of a  life long abandoned to the draining of time, 
From the corpse of a life washed ashore nibbled to the steely bone.
Those voices etched in time now call me back,
 To a lover’s embrace long forgot , to a whiff of  air, 
a tasting of the morning dew, a warm blushing of the skin .
Aaah I can now make you out ,  in the mists afar.
Your  form. 
First  your form.


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The Storm



The bride of day arrives,
Wearing a dark veil.
Her train, carried by the wind,
Stretches long into the evening.

Growing weary, waiting
To cast off oppression,
Tears break restraint.
She cries into the night.

Her anguish falls heavy,
Repelling her friends.
All is lost, for now,
Until her mood is spent.

Fair weather friends awake,
The earth has quenched its thirst.
The storm relinquishes its hold,
And the sun smiles in victory.


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When a Bag Talks

I am a bag
I was polished but now I sag
can't I be your next best friend?
though I'm not a soul that can mend
I carry your heavy load
still you don't care me for good
you put inside of me
anything you please
that sometimes I'm suffocated
and cannot breathe
from paper, clothes, and toiletries
why not bring your own house instead?
I have a favor to plead,
just once, listen to my heed
please bathe me in a soapy water
or dry cleaned to protect
my sensitive skin
then I'll be feeling fresh and new
ready to be of service, and on the go!







9.26.08


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GREETINGS TO THE LODESTAR

GREETINGS TO THE LODESTAR

Vain of metal ore that smiled 
It is by you am steered  
    Guiding my principle in direction 
    You shine like magnetized
    Iron ore 
    I lithe toward you as 
    You called

    We lissome to our destination
    With your eye in dimension
    I shall not be sorry when it’s over
    Cos it ways is determination
    Thou Icy wing “lay us pass”
    To see they treasure 
     
     Remove thy odds from our
     Partition
     My sinus seep to sea, cos of
     Sinking to shore
     Sire your strength steered
      My fate to shore
      Wh’n I hold your face, I am 
force
      Cos, hope, fate, destiny is 
steered
      By measure
      
      My accelerando is powered 
      By force
      Thou the tides are high
      The treasure must be found
      When you bid me, I will 
aggrandize
      Cos life journey is unstandadize

 REASON OF WRITING
This poem is written in the night in 
my little room when watching The 
stars, Lodestar is a bigger, it shines 
very well and in those. Days when 
voyage in the see was not of to day 
every body looked of for lodestar 
that gives direction to sailors. It is a 
poem about our cause of journey in 
life some of the time when we 
succeed we give our thanks to our 
guidance angel or lucky star it is this 
star, angel an greeting begging to 
guide our life affair in this world. 
Life problem are so many that we 
some time need this angel and lucky 
star. So it is easier when traveling 
with a guide, this makes it (life) not 
so difficult.

MESSAGE
1.	They is a force that direct our 
affairs in this world existence.
2.	We should always pray for our 
affairs to before in good hands to 
enables us achieve our aim.
3.	This world is difficult to go 
through, it like our sailing in the sea 
of life.
4.	The sea of life needs a eye that 
will guide us in this affairs.
5.	We should always thank, greet 
our lucky star or angel.

PLACE OF WRITING
Ameka, Ezza South L.G.A Ebonyi 
State Nigeria where am doing my 
NYSC


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It's a Great Day

It’s a great day,
When I can say,
I am the best me,
And you will see.
 
I will come to you in a dream,
I will be a shout with a scream.
I will be an unmistaken seed.
Balancing every want or need!
 
I am on a mission you see,
To be the very best of me,
There will be nothing to say.
The Moon will set my day.
 
I am the need,
The deep seed,
You will hear my scream,
Planting myself in a dream!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


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The Candide Within

“This is the best of all possible worlds I hear, and you’re the master of your life”,
But when you count the closed shut doors, and look around you for a window,
Turn a rubik’s cube around and play with empty running rivers.
Mere stupidities and bottles with clichés will smear, right across the empty floor,
Tremble stupid kid! For cold, is just your empty sensation of fear.
This life is a wondrous gift, you’ll say; a challenge for the mighty heroes.
The good Pangloss in blood and flesh could not resist his own ideas.
You run and jump on sharp and blunt spears, to catch a glimpse of certitude.
But gravity, a law of nature, will keep you still in mortar shoes.
“Men have somehow corrupted Nature”, and I corrupt myself with dreams 
But what is hope but a glorious strength, embedded in genetic attributes,
Like aids attacking healthy cells, will disappear. And let it go Candide!
You die a hundred times a year and fear, fear, fear another death, another life,
The grand pillars of values and potent righteousness, 
You dare to believe in their existence. 
It’s like the God you trust, but cannot see and cannot feel.
But do not be shaken, have no fear for this is just your own free will,
Oh Cunegonde of mine, you’re near, and every time I look you disappear!
Sometimes you search the absolutes of universe and wonder where,
Does God exist and what He’s doing when Cunegonde is flagged and raped?
Stumble on the rocky path on orators and chaste priests,
With tongue so sweet and gloried preachings,
But what they do in solitude with sharpen knifes in backs of infants?
Close your eyes oh sweet Candide, and dream away with no restraint,
And watch how all your hemispheres will tremble soaked in darks and lights.
If not your head can imagine life without a shadow or a tear,
You are corrupt Candide oh dear, but this is the best of all possible lives.
You kill even the ones you love the most, nothing is holy anymore.
Just the promise of Pangloss and the dream of Cunegonde.
Merge your coding to save a dear, stop on red, and do not litter!
For your punishment ‘s not in Hell, it is indeed the life you bare.
Pace yourself! In the New World, like a Columbus you’ll try to steer,
Your arms and legs but not your head, for it is damned for it is barren.
There is no sun, or air out here. You strive for breath in empty chores,
At least you have your Cunegonde I hear, but she is just another whore.
Who cursed her love for seven years, but plow your garden cher Candide!
For this is the best of all possible worlds.


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A Fallen Angel


They were God's people'
The most postulant among men
If you believe in Jesus
Then you will know
That they do carry sin
         -----
Subjugated and infested
By the sin's of their time
They lurk in the shadow's
In the recesses'
Of the human mind
They some-how garnish
All the truth in salvation
To do dirty deed's
Using frustration
With death and emnity
Here come's their elation
             -----
So, listen to this warning
Listen to it all
For the fallen Angel
Serves' as a recluse
      For us all
For all whom shall fall
              ----
So, take my advice
And just stay away
Fore they will steal
All your spirit
On any given day'

            GF


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A FIRE FOR LIFE

THERE IS SOMETHING THAT HAS COME OVER ME LIKE A RAY OF LIGHT HAS OVERSHADOWED MY SOUL.

WHO WOULD HAVE TOLD ME THAT THE STORM WOULD PASS OVER ME WITH ALL THAT HAS COME AND GONE.

I AM CLEANSED WITH GOD'S LOVE ALL AROUND ME AND NOTHING LESS THAN THAT.

I HAVE PASSION BURNING IN ME LIKE A FIREPLACE ON A COLD WINTER'S NIGHT WITH A WARM BLANKET WRAPING ME SO TIGHT.

THIS LIFE THAT I LIVE IS NOT MY OWN AND I AM ON A MISSION TO BE ALL THAT  CAN BE NO MATTER WHAT.

WATCHING PEOPLE WASTE THEIR OWN LIVES IS SOMETHING THAT I DO NOT WANT TO SEE.

FOR LIFE IS PRECIOUS AND NOT TO BE TAKEN FOR GRANTED JOY HAS JUMPED INTO MY SPIRIT AND COME OVER TO MY HORIZON.

HAPPINESS HAS BURST OUT ME JUST SO I CAN TELL THE WORLD.

I AM FLOATING ON MY OWN CLOUD.


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I'm Here

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I am not asleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints of the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripe green
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
Do not stand at my grave and weep & cry
I am not there,
I did not die.


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Animism

Ask fate does the moon shift 

As the oceans drift apart 

With no moon in this sea of dark 

Visions slowly sank 

My dead eyes staring blank 

While i stay idle 

Forming an illusion of an isle 

Struggling to find consciousness growing weary 

Long thoughts in my head I hold dearly 

Chained as I am to body, soul and mind 

Barely scraching the surface with nothing to find 

There is not a line pourtraying a goal 

As I live peacefully with my soul 

My last drop of satisfied life that once ran rampant 

Drips to the sea of lost souls to be tampered  

Twisted and sore my vessel that I lore 

My soul began to soar higher then ever before


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A Special Place

Places! 
I have been to many, yours and mine!
So much seen with these eyes!
I’ve walked the lonely highways night and day,
Powered with great energy to just run away,
I have crawled so deep within myself just to find you.
Running with a bleeding mind with so many views!
I have a special place that I come to.
It‘s extra silent!
My time to be quite!
It’s completely in sync!
My time to think!
It’s so beautiful!
My time to feel wonderful!
It’s a special place that I find plentiful!

Places! 
So many I’ve already been! 
But many I have still never seen!
I have thought many times of my broken dreams, time and time again,
Powered with great energy to just run free with the wind,
Sunsets and sunrises capturing my view,
So many to come with a gleam that shines through you!
I have a special place that I come to.
I have many visions that I see.
A world untouched and unscathed by its common ground,
Touching a very special place inside of me!
Such a blessing I have found.
It’s extra special!
My only pedestal!
It‘s without pain!
My only gain!
It‘s so exceptional!
My only interval,
And it’s completely unconditional!


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Withering Maple

In an open field stood a withering maple,
the only one in sight
Initials carved inside a heart,
squirrels nesting in the limbs at night
One day as a bunny was passing,
the maple let out a sigh
The bunny looked up, saw sap running down,
and asked, "Ms. Maple, why do you cry?"
Ms. Maple said, "Son, have a seat.
I have a story from long ago  
I once had a maple friend, 
and oh, how I loved him so.
As saplings, we would laugh and sing,
as the squirrels frolicked and played
With him next to me, I had the world
and I never had to feel afraid
As we grew, we had children, 
this field was full of joy
See those initials there?
That's from Anne and Roy.
One day they got married, 
and had a child of their own
As they lie beneath me,
their son is now full-grown
He started his own family
and they are poor you see
He cleared the field to feed them
and took everyone from me
I am the last one standing 
with many memories that live on
It's just a tad bit lonely
as my family is now gone
I know he had good reason,
so I don't blame the boy
But, my last days are just a shade
for our dear Anne and Roy"



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comfort

my friends, I feel your presence but I cannot see you where are you? my friends your songs soothe my wounds, Wounds that scar my body, your fire my mind your hungers that feed upon my burdened heart your magics of earth and Fae my soul I can almost feel thy furry bodies surrounding me, thy warm fire in your belly and hard scales upon which I lay my head, the soft earth colored skin of your arms around me holding me The powers of winter and summer inside me, Power that comes from The Fae beside me spread Salve on my wounded soul, as incubus and succubus feed ever so gently happily eating the pains, the woes, and sorrows that lie etched deep into my heart Taking its burden for their sustenance as you all surround me Comforting me, telling me that I am not lost in the darkness that you will guide me, teach me it gives me a measure of comfort thatI have companions that I am not alone


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My Everything

I call my life a blessing
Not because of what I am facing
But coz of the people I'm having
Especially Mom my Queen
She is my Everything

Alone she tried to raise me
My sisters and my brother
Without complaining
At times life failed her
But she was always on her knee

Our big family without him
Seem a bit like nothing
But thats how it is
We need to pray we manage
Because God is with us

Sometimes we cry
Untill tears dry
Yet we pray
2 reach the next day
Oh,Mom I know it's tough

One person carrying us four
Trying so hard not 2 fall
Climbing the mountains 
With us on her back
Falling, but yet she embarks

Sacrificing all the goods in life
For us to get all we want
Even when it's tough
She fights hard so hard
Making sure she provides

What a gift from God?
Mom,my everything
Without u I'm nothing
Please keep supporting
For forever I'll keep u with me

U always understand me
Even when I act mean and annoying
U truly are my Everything
My love, trust and happiness
Forever I shall keep u

Growing up with just u
And grandma who loves us
Taught me 2 be there 4 others
As the two of u did 2 me
My Mom, My Grany is who I wana be


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Remains of the papaya tree!

You chew your papaya like you chew her head.
Callous and savagely,
You take out each seed, like you did of hers.
Each seed she sowed in you, you spit out from your soul.
You think you can slice away from her life, give her a piece and let her go.
Aah but what do you know?

She has already killed the biggest seed sown by you.
In her womb lies the remains that you spewed!
The remains of the Papaya tree you grew...


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What's Your Name?

Its simply remarkable, the excitement I feel
When I am blessed with your dominating presence
I am easily drawn to you and immediately lost within you
Traveling glorious heights exploring the depths of many heavens
The sight of you promotes intense anticipation and extreme anxiety
Umm…I am easily overwhelmed by a hunger, too strong to resist
A tremendous desire for a need, to omnipotent and persistent to just dismiss
Without you, my rational thoughts and actions become elusive and impulsive
Emotionally, I am incoherent and unstable, besieged by a love so fragile but 
explosive
Physically, I am deaden to the actual world around me
But reanimated mentally and spiritually to the fictional world that impounds me
Extreme chills and vigorous shaking spells, cleanses my flimsy body of any 
impure manifestations
During the absence of your efficacious aroma filling my lungs with love
I long for your intense inoculations

Baby, I must be tripping…please inject me with your venom
It’s what I want…it’s what I need and what I truly desire
I don’t care what they say or how they characterize me
All I know are the feelings we share together, you control my thoughts
And I …I…I passionately ignite your fire
I hear the rumors they call me weak and say I’m addicted to your love
I say, I’m addicted to your autonomy, honesty, loyalty and spiritual essence
We’re on another level, just you and me…I trust you with my life and you give me 
a different version of life One of trust, freedom and understanding, without 
apprehension
Those other people fear change…they make such a big deal of change
When it’s really all the same…there are no differences whether white or black
My only disposition or concern is “why don’t I know your real name?”
For months now, we have been intimate lovers, yet I only know you as “CRACK!”


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I HAD A DREAM

I am looking for dream interpreters.
My name is Goodluck
Don’t swear yet please, don’t “****”
I am no president or “less”
Neither am I clueless
Parents christened me Goodluck
So if there be name sake as me
Well, that is bad luck

Like I said,
I am looking for dream interpreters.
I had a dream last night
I saw ancestors.
Breathing fire like dynamite
Asked me if I am insensitive
Or just clueless
Out of respect for ancestors, I asked them
‘Insensitive to or in what?’
“Insensitive to or in what???”
Was their angered response
“Even in this, you are still clueless”?
Their lead speaker asked

“Okay, fine! Mr. clueless” he continued
Under your watchful eyes
The plane you are saddled with,
Cries out for a pilot
For the auto-pilot can’t land it
And you are a clueless pilot
The ship you are saddled with
Cries out for a captain
For you have broken the compass
And an inevitable sink might come to pass”.

“Mr. clueless” he continued again
The streets of Jos,
Blood has become a river.
Have you seen the butchered women…
Pregnant
Have you seen the opened bowels…
Slain infants.
Religious insurgencies on the instant
United Nations office and police headquarters
All crashed landed with a bang…bomb

Churches are smashed, even mosques
The blood rivers of Jos has flowed beyond us
Now, it’s a national flood above us
Yet your greed is on the oil well
You have weakness for debt accumulation

SUBSIDY!
Your greatest height of insensitivity
What happened to profits of yester years?
Same old promise of good roads,
Good education, a better tomorrow
Yet, forty billion, a former house of reps
Single handedly stole it.
Are you leeches never ever tired of loots?
Or fear of insurgence of the deprived youths?

The people raped by empty promises of bandits
If you are in all these things clueless
Then our dreams for the country is hopeless
All leaders before you
Have creatively out done you
Hate has come to the surface
And you have lost your grace”.

Then from the dream, I woke up!
Somebody help!!!
I need dream interpreters.

THIS POEM IS FOR THE NIGERIA PRESIDENT WHO CAN’T FEEL THE NEED OF THE NIGERIA PEOPLE


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PLEASURES OF MAN'S FOLLY

PLEASURES OF MAN’S FOLLY

What can we say of man’s wisdom?
But to know it seeks freedom
From the distance of heavens kingdom
The thoughts of which we should feast on
Pleasures of man’s folly

What necessity is invention?
Than to rip nature of perfection
Reality hell bent on mass correction
The end on which lies destruction
Pleasures of man’s folly

They claim hold of its need
Yet it’s far from the necessary
Giving life to the eyes at sight
Its use is damned till dawn
Pleasures of man’s folly

Men and neonates rage at your presence
Hearts lift to know of your absence 
Sight of your absence is a welcoming ambience
Your many colours can’t restore looming pretence
Pleasures of man’s folly

Your conception was silly,
With or without straps
Be it perfect or willy-nilly;
Full or half cups
Pleasures of man’s folly

Two mountains rise to clarity
One valley cleave seen in celerity 
At your removal mountains obey gravity
Your work is best expressed in brevity
Pleasures of man’s folly

Before now, you never existed
All could see the lumps you confined
Alas these days, we are perplexed
Since your use for confinement is released
Pleasure of man’s folly

Natures age long pacifier
Why have you sought in her solace?
She is no good to you even in tubes
She is a traitor when she comes in nets
Pleasures of man’s folly

She makes a dint when off
Process which baths many flag-off
Our expectations never cut-off
At the break of sunlight we round-off
Pleasures of man’s folly

We salute your courage 
At sight, you ignite our forage
Tales about you will be the best montage
But, what use is you in old age?
Pleasures of man’s folly


THE INVINCIBLE PEN


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Who am i, i am a monster

pestilence restlessness sedatives
represent my main directives
presentment made me infected
selective systematic collective
medative hesitation effects my relevance
like hell needs a prince
never accept limits
convince me long since
i should repent
i never new what i was trying to attempt
i believed it was from hell i was sent
because once you get under my skin
you'll never tempt me again
Friendly enemy or foe
i don't not care at all no
Then into the monster i transform im a fellin 
my exoskeleton is made from titanium dripped gelatin
Perfectly flexible cybernetic veins here my bellowing
im set to kill automatic tongue im never mellowing
i spit sparatic people lavish my tongue lashing hello n
goodbye nice to see you have a good time kill a fellow n
realize im a villain include chronic in my song im telling
you dog like wrestling im raw but bloody like saw your welting
from my manic pelting i keep it strapped above my belt im melting

My personification became like a puppeteer
i dangle on the strings of my sanity
and dance in the pale moon lite 
its in my nature to believe i am something i am not
a look in the mirror is a trip into a place that has never
been seen before in the depths of my consciousness


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RAPED BY DARKNESS

My soul the darkness has consumed The lust for blood has taken my mouth Draconic flames burn in my eyes The falling of blood fills my ears Murky ,dank, and reeking of death, the dark fills my nose The dark has taken me consumed me body mind soul and heart I am eaten Taken Raped by darkness I have no body, mind, soul nor heart


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Why Sister

        *********

Loving and considerate
The first of her kind'
She is a glimpse of
Her own reflection
Garnered from time'
         --------
A reflection worthy 
      - Of -
    Her Mother
       Fore She is
Her Mother's child
Willful and obedient
She shall always' smile
        ------
She is also a Child of God
Divinely and duly resurrected
She is only surpassed 
       By Her tenacity,
    And her capacity
             To Love 
Which should be the envy
Due to it's charm and varsity
And her Self of well being


             GF


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he and I, me and Him

He is I
and I am Him
we sing one song
even in our sleep
my breath completes His
and He exhales life
into my deprived lungs
and when we look into
our eyes
its explosions of feelings
that even I cannot understand
we fell in love
me and Him
Him and I
when i was concieved...
He is my now and then
and every single strand
of our communication satisfies
the ear
He and I
live for
Me and Him
and he dripped his blood
to spare mine
He felt the pain of that knife
'til the dead and deep end
so I can live
and i live for Him...
He is my redeemer
the Messiah...Jesus Christ...


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Once Was A Tree

Once was a tree
Not just any ordinary tree.
Once was introduced to a 
world
of no worries for 
tomorrow.
Once was a special tree 
so said
those who planted me.
Once grew without 
knowledge of
my purpose on earth.
I guess it's nature.
To survive, from birth.
All I needed was nurture.
Once friends I had would
converse with I in the 
woodlands.
Once we would bow due 
to the
wind blows in the 
woodlands.
Once I survived death 
from wild
fires.
Once time came when 
the OWNER
of the woodlands 
ordered to cut
down the trees grown 
enough to
be processed.
Once in my life said 
GOODBYE to
my friends I thought I'll 
have for
the rest of my life.
Once I felt the wrath of 
death. But
on the bright side of it, 
my life
purpose was revealed.
Once my life has new 
meaning. To
provide tangible 
substance to the
world is my purpose on 
earth,
after processing.
Once again the OWNER 
will
choose my future from 
here.
Once Was A Tree....


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FaLlEn InTo ThE dArK

i have fallen into the dark Ocean storms arise to swallow me whole unpredictable untraceable intractable I am hunted Hunted hunted Doomed to die in darkness With no way out I am dead dead to all living to none black is my mind heart and soul for I don’t live


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Trials Of The 21st Century

Alcoholic,rageaholic,another drug addiction consumed by depression,Its just a 
fraction of what this generation faces these days;in denial or torn in the middle of 
silence  or confession.Confusion,rebellion,anger and neglect,A huge percentage of 
the worlds youth is another lost soul held hostage by self rightousness and there 
salvation it effects.Abandonment,fear,emptiness,trapped and alone;Enemies to self-
destruct ones life is what so many are known to be in fact a walking bag of 
bones.From neglect brings emptiness;Emptiness results in feeling alone,A heart and 
soul running on the edge of confusion which in many ways can go wrong.Another 
statistic on the news again,I pray for them to all find Jesus,Hes our Savior,our 
God,the beginning and the end.   By Tina Myers 11/06


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Religious Persecution




       ------------

Some people....
Speak in Tongue....
And some speak out
Of the side of their neck'
       ------
Some do it to supplement
Their own sadistic
        Vision's....
     ------
Strait out of the Arm's
      Of Pedition
      ------
But, when it comes' to Sin
Their is no such thing as
     Remission

             GF


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Daddy

Cant believe your not here

Lost inside

Trying to  erase  the fear

I didn't  get to say goodbye

 

It wasn't that long  ago

That i had you in my arms

 Hugging you  to let you know

That  I needed you more

 

I breathe  a little  deeper

trying to hold  back all the tears

Remembering the times

You  was always here

 

The days and years

Months and weeks

Went  by  so fast

I couldn't  even  think

 

Memories  of you

Wonder through my head

Times where you would "Baby" me

Daddy's little  girl is what you  said

 

I couldn't deny it

How  true that is

Not trying to believe

That your not here

I know this  won't  be easy

Apart of my heart is  missing

 

As  tears  roll down my   face

Thinking  about you

I hold  tight to  the good times

and  let the bad  ones slip through

 

There  will be times I'll stare in space

Wondering how things would  be

If  you didn't leave this place

 

The  times you  would sing to  me

 The  times you  would cry

The   times where you'd smile

I'll  never  let that slip by

 

You'll always  be in my  heart

 No matter what i do

I didn't  think I'd  have to picture

 My life without you

 

All the birthdays  cards i  made you

Ill hold  close and dear

Just remember

In my life you'll always  be here

 

I'll  remember the mornings

I'd  wake up and see your  face

I didn't think I'd  ever  have to say

Goodbye this way

 

Daddy's little  girl is what I'll always be

 I'll never forget you

Please remember  me.

 

 I love you Daddy

 R.i.p  6.5.11


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Tears of a Black Youth

I'm crying out with these emotions that i'm can't explain
I'm crying out with two emotions in my heart,my sadness,and my pain

My tears flow out like a river fall into an endless ocean
My mind feels like its at war with my emotions.

Can you see my tears as they flow out
Can you see the pain in my eyes

Can you understand the pain I'm suffering from
Can you hear me asking why

I'm crying because of the world's ever escalating malice
I'm crying because of the news always showing victims of murderers and rapists

I'm crying because seeing so many deaths.
I'm crying because of seeing innocents breathing their last breaths

I'm crying because of people dying on the street corners
I'm crying along with the other mourners

These tears are for those who've died in wars,barrios,and ghettos
Even though we it was their time to go

I'm crying because the the pain will never go away
The tears will never disappear

All i can do now is pray
And that people can see this black youth's tears


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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where are my dreams

Where are my dreams

Where is the light, the hallway
That leads to dreams to hopes
Where is my door to that world
Where dreams and life merge?

Where have my dreams gone
How do I now live without them
I am lost,lost without the dreams
Where are my dreams


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The "Weather"

Tornado alley is a place to visit if you must
go there with conscious caution
look out for nails of rust

The alley's fraught with winds that fiercly circle with no warning
Look left and right.  Look out, that's right!
Who know's what'll be left in the morning

This place is quite forboding
Mother nature does her scorning

It's quite clear to me; staying clear is the key to surviving when it is pouring!


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January Flumes

Jetting out first as many cascades,
Addictive in a calendar of twelve,
New Year’s Day known in charades,
Unknown factions continue to delve.
Again and again it shapes natures tune.
Reveling waterfalls rouse in faded moon.
Yet without, life would have no commune.



written for
Sponsor nette onclaud 
Contest Name PERSONIFICATION OF JANUARY  


written by
Cecil Hickman


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The Clock

Tick tack
The clock shows life again
Tick tack
The clock brings life back

Hear no voices in the darkness
Tick tack, none hears the sound
See all moments of happiness
Tick tack, they fell it all around 
 
The clock goes on with 
Seconds become minutes quickly
Hours passed within
They are ready to become eternity

Tick tack
The clock shows life again
Tick tack
The clock brings life back

So fool to die in life
Now he lives life in smile
Liking the clouds in the sky
To where he looks for a while

No time in the yesterdays 
No time in the past to hide
He lives the present in many ways
And will never hold the time

Tick tack
The clock shows life again
Tick tack
The clock brings life in the heart


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THESE WORDS I WRITE A POETS LIFE


I SPEND HOURS OF MY DAY
WRITING ANOTHER STORY TO SHARE
NOT  A NOVEL OF ANY KIND
JUST DESCRIBING IT THROUGH A RHYME

SOME TIMES THE WORDS COME EASY
OTHER DAYS I FEEL SO EMPTY
THAT'S JUST THE WAY IT GOES
BEING A POET,

ALL THROUGH LIFE YOU SEEK TO FIND
THE RIGHT WORDS TO DESCRIBE
WHAT YOU PAINT IN A PICTURE
TO SHARE WITH OTHERS

HELPING A STRANGER KNOW WHO I AM
I WRITE FROM DEEP DOWN
EXPRESSING FEELINGS I CAN'T SPEAK
THROUGH THIS INK

IT SENDS A MESSAGE WITH LOTS OF  MEANING
THIS THING I ENCOUNTERED YESTERDAY
I DIDN'T THINK I COULD EVER WRITE
SOME THING LIKE THIS IN LIFE

STRUGGLE YET THE WORDS FLOW
COMING FROM DEEP WITH IN MY SOUL
HOPING WHAT I SHARE WILL HELP
ANOTHER LIKE MYSELF

TO GROW AND CHANGE
ALL THESE THINGS  DONE WRONG
I CAN'T JUST ERASE ANY OF IT YOU KNOW
THATS WHY I WRITE THESE POEMS

SHOWING FIRENDS ANF FAMILY AND STRANGERS TOO
THAT NO MATTER WHAT YOU CREATE FOR OTHERS TO READ
IT'LL ALWAYS BE A PART OF HISTORY
SOME THING THAT CAN'T BE REPLACED

ONCE IT'S CREATED IT FOREVER STANDS
IN THE WORLD WE KNOW
HIDDEN AWAY IN A POEM
DEEP INSIDE A MIND I DON'T KNOW

SOME TIMES I STRESS MY PAIN AND ANGER
IN THE WORDS I WRITE
OTHER TIMES I SEND JOY THROUGH THE PICTURES I PAINT
WITH THESE WORDS FROM DEEP WITH IN......


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Black Rose

Petal by petal my black rose is dying. Weeping blood as it's stem turns brown. With 
its beauty forever gone and its heart not beating, it shall die. His leafs fall off and 
his last petal unclasps from him. Finally, he is left in complete silence as his last black 
petal falls to his feet. As for him, he falls to the ground, dead, as the last petal hits 
the ground.

-Kallie Mason


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MUSICAL CHAIRS

I live in a world of musical chairs,
Where I’m always the one left standing,
When the music stops,
And the confusion starts,
I’m the only one without a chair

I walk with a terminal illness,
This is, always being wrong,
When the truth comes out,
And the lies come in,
I’m the only one lying down.

I burn with an undying flame,
Wanting to be a great person in life,
When my mind says yes,
And my heart says no,
I’m the one left failing in life.


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AGAIN

Remember once when we last walked,  
The beach of our childhood, you asked?
Make your choice, as I trailed sand behind you.
Then I climbed beyond your long shadow to the stone shore
And you reached out to me, do not fall now.

What choice is there for me? Tanks are on the beach
Our mighty military strategy pointing to the penguins and the seagulls
Choose your future, you speaking against the wind
Barely, I heard your word future, all I saw were tanks
with your wavy smile you held my hair back, crazy hair girl
Come back, we belong here together.

A life without tanks, I said,
My choice is,
to dream, to build and to think free, that is my destiny,
Separated, a life-sentence, you whispered,
So unjust a choice, you screamed it.
I cried loudly, louder and wider than the waves,
You screamed it over, over and over, frightening the birds.

The tank guards thought ours a lover’s spat on the rocks,
smiling down as we shuffled out of the tide in random steps.
Beyond the beach, I left your bed, your patio, your street,
I flew into the air.

Remember, yesterday when I forgave you,
Your choice that is, 
to dream, to build and to stay here, that is your destiny,
And you reached out to me, do not fall now.
Separated, is our life sentence, I whispered.
Yes no choices left for us then, you said.
Choose again.


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War Stories

May Day, acid and the National Guard
You tell it so well, you tell it so hard
The dream, the trip and peace rallies you stress
We've heard them before selling war stories for less

Rinding in cars and running in the street
Locked behind bars, afraid of defeat
The dream , the trip and peace rallies you stress
We'ver heard them before selling war stories for less

You've fallen, get up and get out of here
Why risk being buried by the past many years
It's time for a change in you 'Little Boy,'
Pack up your bags, throw out your old toys

Why chance looking back when you're so far ahead
Go hang-up your hang-ups, awaken the dead
For the dream, the trip, and peace rallies you stress
All gone today and, people can care less

The Dream, the Trip and Peace Rallies you stress
Could have helped saved the world but 
our youth failed the test.


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January my lover

January, With thou beautiful eyes, You make me see crazy flies With thou strong arms, So full of charms, You protect me from any harms With thou hungry lips, You forbid me from taking dips With thou sexy hips, You keep giving me slips! January, Like a handsome lover, You give me essence You surprise me with the flower's fragrance You take me and make me dance Never to your sad tunes But to your husky melody There, By the lonely dunes, Only, you, January!
Name : Anoucheka Gangabissoon Contest : Personification of January Contest Sponsor : Nette Onclaud


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Straw Man

So, take a gander at the Strawman
As he take's a stand
He is from every land and region
He is always' at your command
He never mouth off to anyone
And he always' does his job
In essence he is the law
Until a crow of two happens'
             -To come along
To pluck away all of his straw
                    -
He stands' to expose
To execute a message
Thusly, he always' have a plan
That which we can understand
                     -
              Hence fourth
                     -
He piers very tall above them all
He barely cracks' a smile
He wear a hat of straw
That is his style
                      -
He wears' a straw hat
That he probably got from the Mall
And no body know's
The full extent of it all
                       -
He piers above the yard
With such command
And speaks' in such aa language
That few can only but understand
                        -
Unless you are close to this man
You can barely see a strand
And off from the distance
He looks' just like a man
Though he is filled with straw
With bits of cotton
              - Or -
What else ever may be
But, I mind you
This was to conceal his identity
Even though he has a pension
To be free
He is perfectly content
Just to scare the birds' away
Just maybe two, maybe three
Sometimes' he even scare people
The likes of you and me
                  - Or -
Those who should happen
              -Suddenly upon him
Fore it is only he or them

                    GF
                  


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PUSHING

DAY AFTER DAY AND NIGHT AFTER NIGHT I KEEP ON PUSHING TO DO THE BEST I CAN.

THE ROAD IS GETTING ROUGH AND THE WIND IS RISING BUT AT THE END I SEE THE SUN SHINING.

THE RAINBOW IS GLOWING ON MY HORIZON TO THE POINT TO WHERE I CAN DO NOTHING BUT SMILE.

I AM SHINING AS I PUSH THROUGH THIS STORM NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW I GOT TO KEEP MOVING.

I AM GOING TO STRIVE TO BE MY BEST AND LET GOD DO THE REST.

THE RAIN IS POURING EVEN HARDER WITH THE LIGHTNING FLASHING IN FRONT OF MY VERY EYES.

WHAT MORE CAN I DO WHAT CAN I SAY BUT TO THE HATERS GET OUT OF MY WAY.

I AM ON A MISSION WHERE YOU MIGHT TRY TO STUMBLE ME AND DO WHATEVER YOU CAN TO DISTRACT BUT I AM NO FOOL.

I AM EDUCATED TO THIS LIFE AND HAVE BEEN TO SCHOOL.

SO YOU HAVE TWO CHOICES EITHER YOU WILL GET OUT OF MY WAY OR I WILL PUSH YOU OUT THE WAY.

ITS UP TO YOU I DON'T CARE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT I AM DESTINED TO MAKE SOMETHING OF MYSELF.


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fire rains

Fire rains pain and sorrow yet only I fell it how can this be is every one dead? Do they not feel it burning upon their flesh and soul?


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Reality


       Reality..
      ------
Reality is liken to
         A cuff
That which bridges'
       Of reality
           And
Holds' it's sublimation
           To embrace
     Full disclosure

            GF


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You

Before you came into my life, the sun shined, the breeze blew, the birds flew, and 
people mingled. Day after day, I witnessed life's splendor through my window. I had 
an urge one day to venture outside my captor. The sun still shined, the breeze still 
blew, the birds still flew, people still mingled, and I was life's spectator. Suddenly, 
then came you, you entered my life like the sunlight that interrupts the dark, like the 
music that fills the silence, like the supernova that brightens the sky. Our hearts 
spoke an inaudible language that only two lonely souls know; thus, faith has 
become our liberator. Now, we are inseparable. As we frequently strolled through 
the ravine, the sunlight paraded her beauty laminating our path, birds gracefully 
glided through the air as if they were been choreograph, the summer breeze burst 
with fragrance caressing our souls, and consequently we became a part of the 
cosmos. like a well-deserved gift that is torn from one's arms, so is my heart, faith 
has torn us apart. Instead now, we are kindred spirits separated by distance, so, I 
retreat to the familiar to witness life's splendor. The sun shines, the breeze blows, 
the birds fly,and people mingle.


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My new love

You have captured my heart with your love, with your promises, with your deeds. I 
have surrendered to charm and embalm in your principles. You have made me glow 
brighter than a summer sun thus making me warm from the rays of your 
compassion, and you have intoxicated me with your sweet words. I am  now captive 
in your laws, and I shall remain a prisoner. You have comfort me in distress, and 
make my heart rejoice when I am in sorrow. How could I give you up when you have 
satisfied my needs. You never force me to love you nor serve you. You have only 
shown me the way. How could I leave such security for empty promises when you 
have proven you loyalty by remaining by my side; you have demonstrated your love  
by making me,  and you have promised me a paradise for my home. How could I give 
my heart to someone else when it has already have been given to you, my sweet 
love Jehovah.


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Love this hate that

music is more than an obsession its magic
no room in my heart for another thing
Why does the devil talk to me and i listen to it
feel like i gave myself away a conscript
who wont listen to his parents
a young rebel not caring
but i don't have a selfish center im always sharing
so let me give this back to you what you gave to me world
so much blood hate anger 2 vipers inter twineing and twirling
the black depths of my mind is swirling 
the passion i used to have is running low so follow me
No remorse im nothing more than a modern day force
evil sittin on my horse swinging my sword twords
your vocal cords as my hordes of minions claim im insane
as they dancein short shorts take a bat to your porsche
stomp down all your fortes join me im no demon
im just a evil genius alwase scheming about reaping
anyone stupid enough to close there eyes for sleeping
im fiending on feeding you to my inner beast whos dreaming
Of a day i wake up without screaming


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Good Morning Lord




************Wait on the Lord*********

      --------

He woke me up early again
He woke me earlier than before
He always woke me up
At a quarter to 4.
Only to day,
It was shortly after 2:00 am
      -------
So, I turned back over
And went back to sleep
Back to a slumber Dream...
      ------
Then He woke me up again
Some-time after 3,
Know, I had to go Pee...
Maybe it my bladder..
May-be, it was just Me!
      ------
Maybe somethings the matter
With me.....
      -----
And thus I went back to bed
Once again......but I waited 
To four and this time' I didn't
Snore !
      ------
Now, that woke me up!
      -------
So, I got up out of bed
Got down on My knee's
And asked the Lord to forgive
Me please....
     -------
Now that I was on my knee's
With a need to pray.....
If just now happen that it was GOD!
And what did He say!
     -------
He said that thy will always' 
With Thee, still..
      ------
So, have a good day!

              GF


Remarks: Wait on the Lord fore He has always waited for you!


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A Broken Glass

My heart is so dark
with nothing to forget
i'm lonely as a stone should be
still with no sound to call my
to be breaking a beautiful wing
to have the sadness of me 
No No will i 'll be that lost
the feeling is to deep
with no tears to hold back
just me to fix the pieces of a broken glass


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Hometown Sky

A new day is in the way
No time to waste in the blue
Clue to a wise, true heart
and the poetry shows no sight

The clouds dance to the sun
in a windy rhythm
A show to everyone but no one
Heads down to imagination

A dark time comes ahead
With no shy the stars bright
Light up our dirty mind
and the will shows no sight

The clouds cheer to the moon
in a silent cry
A proudly flame to itself
Poets and lovers are sleeping


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My Les Mis'erables

A never-ending life of foreboding existence, a constant calamity, how could I choose 
between enterity of misery or never-ending agony. Who is going to rescue me from my  life of tragedy, a mere existence of calamity. However, a minute desire to live that is what the state of my heart is in. Where is Jean Val Jean or better yet my marius - my rescuer from my life of misery.


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Ivy

Ivy. 
 It wraps around looking for a destination.
 The destination never comes. 

 Ivy. 
 It grows faster then a wildfire.
 Like a river it runs.
 
 Ivy. 
 It burns and itches and 
 spreads unmercifully.
 
 Ivy.  
 It reminds me of well...
 Me.

 Ivy. 
 That is what I would be.









                                                                                         
 The things we relate to when 
                                                                                       
we're emotional are quite funny. 
                                                                                         
       Aren't they?


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Peace from misfortune

All is good 
All is great
but it would be better if I hadn't made a mistake
Only if I did not eat that raw steak on my plate and went at a slow pace
Though my actions were fake, I didn't hesitate to tell my mate that I failed at the objective I was trying to create
I can't rake off the fact that I lied even if I tried to undo my misfortune
The cookie crumbled at my feet and I couldn't retreat from the new custom
It was bound to happen
Now I'm laughing that I survived the round


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demons fallow me

Demons fallow me day and night surrounding me their aroows seek me from their demonic bows, their blades are sharp and ready , their acidic words sear my flesh bear to bone and sinew I fight tht darkness in inside trying to find the light; it is only in my dreams never to be found


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THE BREATH OF LIFE

A GREAT THING GIVEN FROM OUR FATHER WAS,
A WORLD WITH BLUE SKYIES,BLUE OCEANS, ANIMALS, TREES, SUNLIGHT, FOOD, PEACE,
JOY, BEAUTY,
HARMONIOUSLY LIVING TOGETHER ; IN PERFECT COMPANIONSHIP.
GOD THE FATHER DIDN'T STOP THERE, HE GAVE US
THE ULTIMATE GREATEST GIFT ANYONE
COULD EVER GIVE; WHEN HE ; BLEW THE BREATHE OF LIFE INTO ADAM'S NOSTRILS.
GOD DIDN'T STOP THERE THOUGH, HE PROVIDED ADAM WITH A GARDEN OF GLORIOUS
BEAUTY AND PERFECTION.
SHORTLY AFTER THE LORD GOD ASK ADAM "WHAT IS WRONG ADAM"? ADAM REPLIED I
FEEL LONELY, I WISH I HAD A COMPANION". 
QUIETLY GOD THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT ADAM
HAD SAID; AND PUSHING HIS FEELINGS ASIDE,
HE PUT ADAM INTO A DEEP SLEEP
AND MADE A COMPANION FOR HIM.
FLESH OF MY FLESH, BONE OF MY BONE,
AND THEN GOD TOOK A RIB FROM ADAM AND GAVE IT TO EVE.
AFTERWARDS GOD SAT ADAM AND EVE DOWN AND EXPLAINED
TO THEM THAT ONLY ONE THING
THEY WERE FORBIDDIN TO DO AND THAT WAS TO EAT FRUIT
FROM THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE OF GOOD AND EVIL; 
FOR THEY WOULD SURLY DIE.


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Waiting On Decision



       ------
    Why wait...
Don't just lay back
And form your own
       Opinion
Don't let some-one
      Else, make
 The final decision
          -Or'-
  To say the least
  Have to give you
      Permission

            GF


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The Sol's Efflorescence

There lays a dream amidst the green green grass
The sweetest dream unfurled,
T'was then that love would bloom with growth
Inside that dreamlike world.

The prickly grass that touched my stem
The sun which warms my soul,
Took everything I offered it
My heart it came and stole.

Whenever sunshine shined on me
I was happy and so free,
My petals danced and pollen flew
Beneath the redwood tree.

When it was sad it rained all day
My roots felt all its tears,
A flood; A puddle; drenched me deep
My petals torn, severe.

My leaves were drooped; my stem so weak
But sunshine came to aide,
It shined on me to pick me up
Said I must not be afraid.

Now when the skies are gray with glum
I bask in all its hurt,
I stretch my roots down in the ground
Planting myself in dirt.

Oh sunshine please don't go away
Illuminate my growth,
Beneath this redwood tree Ill stay with you
To you I make this oath...


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JANUARY

JANUARY

Spit out hope dear January The cycle has just begun For grandiose resolutions: Saving money, spending less, Losing weight, eating healthy, Walking, exercising more, Sharing more precious time with love ones. Remarkable plans! Light the fire dear January Keep the torch burning A spot light through a jungle of: Joys, pains, triumphs, failures Comfort, discomfort, Fortunes, misfortunes Health, sickness. Riddles of life! Exalt as you open the door dear January For you are the gateway To the unknown 2012!
Dalila Agtani 01/02/2012 Entered in a contest: Sponsored by Nette Onclaud


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LIFE

Life is an everyday struggle, a struggle that never ends where people die and children cry 
and you learn to just pretend. Pretend that you are happy. Pretend that everything is ok. 
Pretend that this crap is normal, when you know its not suppose to be this way. They said 
God only gives you what you can handle, well I wish he dint trust me so much. Cause eve 
been strong for way too long and at this point rim about to bust. Over 10 years i was held 
captive in that belly of the beast but that has no comparison to the pain eve endured on 
those streets. My precious family dying off 1 by 1, so tragic, so painful i just want to run. I 
cant run to my mom God took her to heaven too, since she has been gone i just dolt know 
what to do. A piece of me died with her, rim no longer whole...i loved my mom with all my 
heart and soul. She wasn't the perfect mother but shes all i knew, mommy if you can hear 
me, I love you.Tell Aunt Lisa i love her and im sorry she left this world in so much pain since 
shes been gone no one is the same. She didn't deserve to be taken out in that horrific way 
but dont worry they are all gonna pay. Life doesn't get any easier, its an everyday struggle, 
it never ends...Where people die and children cry and you learn to just pretend.


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behind our eyes

Beauty ,the tormented pain,
  hiding deep within.
A web of abandoned emotions, 
wasted energies  and chaotic dreams.

A dark chastising silence,
engulfed with  flames.
murderous contempt, within our hearts, 
for our fellow self.
  
Thick black ashes, entangled in a web,
of  Stolen time,  and memories.

Learning life's lessons,  
harshly, without a forgiving  word.
 
Leaving us gasping, for the breath of life...

LOVE!!


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I CONSTANTLY PAY


WAKING TO A NEW WORLD OF CHANGE
AND HAVING TO ACCEPT IT AS IT COMES
IS ONE OF THE SCARIEST THINGS I HAVE DONE
SINCE THE DAY  I WAS BORN

ONE DAY I AM ACTIVE AND STRONG
THE NEXT I AM SOME THING I HAVE NOT KNOWN
EVEN THOUGH I HAVE SEEN THIS LIFE BEFORE
WHEN I WAS STILL YOUNG

IT LEAVES ME FEELING SCARED AND ALONE
NO MATTER HOW MANY PEOPLE  I AM AROUND
IT TAKES SOME THING FROM ME
AND I HATE THIS DISEASE THAT WAS GIVEN TO ME

ANOTHER CHALLENGE I KNOW
A TRIAL IN LIFE I HAVE TO GET BY
WITH OUT FALLING TO THE GROUND IN DEFEAT
I STAND AND FIGHT WHAT HURTS WITH IN ME

IT'S HARD FOR SOME TO UNDERSTAND 
AND THEY FEAR TO BE AROUND ME
AND THAT IS OKAY WITH ME
FOR I AM SCARED AS WELL YOU SEE

I HAVE NO CHOICE OF WHAT I AM TODAY
IT'S SOME THING THAT IS MEANT TO BE
AND THIS I UNDERSTAND IN MANY WAYS
IT'S A PART OF THE LIFE I WAS GIVEN YESTERDAY

FROM ALL THE YEARS OF ABUSE
OF ALCOHOL AND DRUGS
DOING THINGS I SHOULD HAVE REFRAINED FROM
WHILE I WAS STILL YOUNG

I DIS-OBEYED MY DAD AND MOM
BROKE THE RULES OF SOCIETY
COMMITTED CRIMES FOR FUN
AND EVEN SPENT ELEVEN MONTHS ON THE RUN

TO ONLY LEARN THERE IS NO ESCAPE
CAUSE SOONER OR LATER YOU'LL PAY
AND TODAY I CONSTANTLY PAY A PRICE
FOR HOW I WAS YESTERDAY


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Moments

Some things in life beyond control
Alike some minds as beyond
With things in life to let flow
Will perhaps be moments let begone


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Love me why

You must love me ? love me, why? as how cruel is my heart,
                 how cruel has my quest for love come to this end...
how cruel that I found my true love only to find his heart numb to my own.

And now why carry on this life knowing this to be true!
I searched forever to find that my true love really exists but how evil is this..

As my quest has taken the women out of me and replaced my being with a harsher me.
That woman I was so long ago still lives within me she just had to go!
And now I stand here before his heaven with no way of entering the future with my true 
kindred soul,

Instead I shall end up in hell with so much woe as he will never love me it is my end I 
know and that's my own sentence forever to be in graved in my heart.
That my quest to find him took me further away from his heart.

Can I change into a bird and fly away tonight unheard?
Can I sink into the ocean and become lost forever in the darkest seas?

It is never to be for some one like me , to hold his hand in mine that fits into my fingers 
in twined,
No babies shall I ever hear cry as that too has been taken from me.

And now my quest to find true love is over, my tears, my broken heart, my fears are not 
finished that is for sure,
As now I have to watch him slowly disappear forever.. into his life,
I shall cry his name into the dark night until my voice has no sound, 
As my quest to find his heart has torn me apart and now that I am so damaged and so 
filled with past hurts..

The path that I took left me this way and now my heart will never be filled by another,
As I found him too late that's my life lesson, that instead of just settling with all the 
wrong hearts and trying to make it  become what it could never be. 

Take me now and let my life in this time be forgotten,as the next life time I shall save all 
the mistakes and stupid heartaches and keep on my quest to find him before any one 
can stop me trick me into false fate.

My end is to never be with the love I have finally found but to spend the next years 
being held by the emptiness of knowing my love is alive but in his eyes I am the walking 
dead..



I wish him love, I wish him peace, I wish i had never found him at all, as the search kept 
me hopeful now I am filled with rage and despair ...... 

If I take my life will it bring me back to the start or will i live forever in this dark black 
cold space as the evil underneath is hell that is for me .. but can it be any more painful 
than my own hell I live in today and now forever more.






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A Three Alarm Cry!

Hot, hot, hot, am I 
like the castanet’s of a flamingo dancer!
Confining me 
basted, laced, wrapping me
how dare you!

I will singe you raw.
Curl the hairs in your nose.
roll back the edges of your life.

Let me go and gentle be
the rosy light of candle
let me go and cheery cheeks I’ll make
on children from Nod.

Hot, hot, hot, am I 
the truck that gave me my name
it’s betraying hose defies my flame
Peel back the paper sheath 
of my dismay!

Scrawl!!! scribble!!! melt and dribble me
Fire Engine red am I and freed I will be!
Bull baiter red, bloodshot red
Fire Engine red colors the bloody
and blushing world.
Get your cray on!


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Thievery

4 walls, 3 windows, 1 door, and 2 locks: what for?
When evil remains unleashed 
And penetrates even the most solid of barriers.

Is there no salvation?

Is there no reprieve from the ugliness of
An angry soul lashing out against invisible foes
Manifested on the innocent?

Windows decorated with bars.
And peering through their coldness mournful eyes stare
~ veiled with the caution of soiled hope ~
Searching for sanctuary:

Knowing we've come too far.....


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DANCE OF INFERTILITY

STANDING ALL ALONE
THINKING NON BUT ALL
NATURE AND DESTINY AT
ITS BEST
AT WAR BUT WHO WINS
GRIEVE NOT WOMAN
GRIEVE NOT
FOR IS THERE A REASON TO
NO SEED CAN EVER SURVIVE
IN THIS LAND
WHICH YOU’VE NURTURED
PLOUGHED AND TILTED FOR
MANY YEARS
YET NO FRUIT HAS IT EVER 
BORE
STOP DREAMING THEN
STOP DREAMING
LOOK HOW YOU LIE SOUR
WITH MILK
YOUR PRIDE OF WOMANHOOD
HAS GIVEN YOU NO PRIZE
SEEDLINGS WOULD YOU
NEVER TRIM NOR PRUN
FOR MOTHER YOU WOULD
NEVER BE CALLED

WHY LET THIS EMPTINESS
RUIN YOU
AND INFERTILITY HOOT YOU
WHILE YOU SIT AND SING
THIS SONG OF MYSTERY AND
MISERY
THOUGH YOUR CALABASH IS
BROKEN
AND YOUR BAMBOO FALLEN
STAND UP AND DANCE IN
AGONY HAPPILY
FOR LIFE ITSELF IS A MIRAGE
THE MORE YOU LOOK THE LESS
YOU SEE
THEN TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTH
OF SACK
AND WEAR YOUR GOWN OF 
RAFFIA AND COWRIES MADE
SHAKE TO THE TUNE
THAT LIFE PLAYS FOR YOU
COS’ ONE DAY IT WOULD ALL
END
WHEN ALL THE DRUMS WEARS 
AND TEARS
AND NATURE WITH DESTINY
ALL LOSE THE GAME


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CHANGE ME LORD

Change me Lord and make me whole,
Renew my body, mind and soul.
Create in me, a brand new thing,
Wash me on the inside and make me clean.

Take out the junk that’s in my heart,
Please heavenly father, give me a brand new start.
I have always tried doing it my own way,
But dear Jesus I surrender to you my all today.

Change me Lord, my all to you I give,
In your word I truly want to live.
I want your spirit in everything I do,
Io want to be more like you.

I want your spirit to dwell deep inside of me,
I no longer want to be bond, but I want to be totally free.
All things must come to and end,
And I refuse to let the devil win.

I want to eat of your word morning noon and night,
Lord, I want to be pleasing in you sight.
It takes commitment, fasting and prayer,
With a sincere heart, you will be there.

Change me father from the inside out,
Serving you is what it’s all about.
Use me Lord, let me be heard,
I want to help spread your holy word.

On bended knees and a humble heart,
Change me Lord, even if you have to take me apart.
Change me Lord, my body, mind and soul,
I am ready to be made whole.











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touching life

Watching the water so still and sound
With only a reflection of who we are now
Watching the clouds in the sky
Rolling fast as they say good by
Touch the flowers there smooth as silk
As the sun shines on them they start to wilt
Is this my life showing me how
Or can it be the world spinning around
If we touch the water we touch the clouds
Turning are life up side down
The sun is hot but it gives us life
Like the clouds when they touch the sky
I’ll just lay here watch and wonder why


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A Special World

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.


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WhO i Am

wHo Am I
fOr SoMeOnE tO fEel mY pAiN...
wHo Am I
fOr SoMeOnE tO CaRe...
WhO aM i
FoR sOmEoNe To ShAmE...
wHo Am I 
fOr SoMeOnE tO bLaMe...
AnD mOsT iMpOrTaNtLy WhO aM i
FoR sOmEoNe To LoVe...
WhO i Am 
Is Me...
AnD WhAt YoU gEt...
 Is WhAt YoU sEe!!!


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BREEZY SECRETS!

Cloud had cried all day that day
Once she heard Breeze blow by
Without knocking Breeze blew in 
While her whispers ...lingered in the sky

Boisterous Cedar had carelessly bellowed 
Saying how ugly was her cloud friend
Cedar’s hate was mindlessly spoken
Thoughtlessly repeated again by the wind

Breeze had saddened Cloud that day
Unaware that cloud had heard
We must all learn to keep silent
Verses saying anything so absurd

Father Fir Tree was so delighted
Standing tall shading the ground 
Listening intently to Babbling Brook
To things she had discovered and found

Breeze’s stories always pass by 
There is more to life than it seems
Karma always chooses her time 
Hence....Don't repeat hateful things!


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Mother Star

I am aimed and directed for a shooting star.
In the midst of a collision I am traveling far.
 
Nothing can stop me for I am on a lifelong mission.
I’m timing the clocks and gaining some recognition.
 
I am in and out of reality stumbling onto a delusion.
Sometimes I want to run free and go into seclusion.
 
The wind tries to hinder me so I shew it to go away.
I stand on the Moon and make the Sun arise a new day.
 
I am looking down at a world that is misunderstood.
If I could have I would have and then again I should.
 
But that is neither here nor there so I will fair.
I have accumulated a bit and have much to share.
 
However, there is a cornerstone one can get stuck.
One must find the mother Star and hope for lady luck.
 
Once you find it you will be well on your way,
You’ll rise with the Sun and be brighter each day.
 
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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Don't Grab the Steering Wheel While God Is Driving

don't grab the steering wheel while God is driving the car
just put your trust in Him that you will travel very far
we have a tendency to pray on things but of them we won't let go
we keep worrying about the problems and won't let God run the show
instead of looking at the Lord we keep looking at the load
we need to keep our eyes on God and not on the road
so don't grab the steering wheel while God is in the driver's seat
just be prepared to remain a passenger until the journey is complete

there's no person too insignificant and there's no problem that's too great
God's always on time, He's seldom early but He never arrives late
so just sit back and enjoy the road trip that is your life
and place all in the hands of your mechanic Jesus the Christ
don't worry if you get a flat Father God has a spare in the back
and don't worry if you run out of gas the Holy Ghost has a full spiritual flask
and don't fret if you happen to a make a wrong turn
just consider it a lesson in life that you've learned

don't grab the steering wheel while God is driving the SUV
just make sure you have on your seat belt for the road of life tends to be bumpy
you won't need a navigational system nor a GPS
just trust in God to steer you safely through all of your mess
don't worry about the insurance and you've already passed inspection
just don't try to be a back seat driver and give God any directions
the road of life may twist and turn down some valleys and over some dales
but as long as you stay prayerful you might miss that exit going to hell
and if you get stuck in traffic there's no need to feel overwhelmed
be anxious over nothing remember God is at the helm

so hand over the keys to your life and let God take the wheel
and believe He will guide you towards those eternal Elysian Fields
so don't grab the steering wheel while Father God is driving the van
He'll get you to your final destination according to His master plans


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Personify this

I am a dark metaphysical being
Created by the wall of reality breaching
the malevolent Fabric of your nightmares  
I am not the boogie man no
I am the force in your mind that describes depression
I am the all mighty one who makes love falter
I am the beast who shines no light but engulfs you in the night 



If i am broken
it means once i was whole
If i am dead
it means once i was alive
If i am depressed 
It means i have once been happy


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Tedious Flames

I used to be a zippo 
with a wondrous flame, 
mesmerizing many men 
mending my path to fame. 
  
But with every flip and every trick 
my liquid flame trickled slowly away. 
Hinges would break with every shake, 
day and day after day. 
  
Now my own precious fluid  
is nearly depleted. 
Feeling less and less lucid, 
more and more often I'm seated. 
My hinges have broken, 
leaving so many words unspoken, 
for the will to speak them is gone. 
  
Now I remember 
that upon my birth 
was given to me, 
a lifetime warranty. 
I can replace 
my current disgrace 
with elegant grace, 
but that would not be me. 
  
I gaze at the stars 
into the dead trenches of mars, 
where life used to be. 
And I see 
the beauty 
in death. 
I look at my scars 
and relive their stories. 
I laugh at my reactions to the pain  
I thought was so intense, 
until I felt the next, 
laughing that I was far from slain. 
For even though I'm broken
and my fluid is gone, 
the memory of my flame 
shall burn on and on.


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I want you around

you were set free,but your messing up already like thats where you wanna be.
today you got lucky this is your last chance next time there gonna lock you up and 
throw away the key.
                       
                                 Is that really what you want them to do?
            It's really all up to you.You can get on track or mess around and go right 
back.
                         I dont want to see you in a orange suit and in shackles again
                I love you more like family then a friend.
                
                All my friends now are locked up or dead, I want you to do good and stay 
one step ahead I'm trying to get in your head. I dont want you gone like them I 
want you around instead.


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The Pianist

They were invincible
whenever they’re onstage:
piano on the lead
with violin
as his accompaniment.

They toured the cities,
the parks as well;
soft harmonies they played
that all, including men
went envying them—

violin had felt betrayal
from her own bow.
It snapped her strings;
made it sever—
leaving piano out of tune.

Despite his downfall,
piano persisted performing
on stage, but alone—
playing his wife’s
funeral song.


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UNSPOKEN WORDS

 
UNSPOKEN WORDS


UNSPOKKEN WORDS ARE MEMORIES LOST, 
...COUNTLESS TIMES THE UNSPOKEN WORDS,
THAT HAVE CLOUDED MY HEART.
SCREAM OR SHOUT ANYTHING BUT SILENCE!
CALL OUT MY NAME AS I CALL OUT FOR YOURS, 
MY SOUL LONGING FOR YOUR ACCEOTANCE AND LOVE.
LOOK INTO MY EYES AND YOU WILL FIND MY SOUL.
TOMORROW WILL COME AND MANY DAYS AFTER, 
YET TODAY WE SHALL NEVER SEE AGAIN.
SHALL WE LOSE TODAY AS WE DID BEFORE?
IS TODAY THE DAY WE BEGIN TI HEAL?
UNSPOKEN WORDS HOLD DARKNESS TO THEM, 
THEY THRIVE ON SHADOWS,
THAT WE HOLD WITHIN, 
HIDING FROM OUR CONSCIOUSNESS.
HOLD CLOSE TO YOU THE PRAYERS, 
I'VE PRAYED FOR YOU, 
I LONG TO HOLD YOU CLOSE 
TO MY HEART IN A CHILDS WAY.



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Spring's Promise

Rise my children, wake!
I bring Father's breath
Raise your arms and take
His life into your death!

Rise my children, grow!
Show your glory to all
Cold sister northerly goes
And now I bring the thaw!

Rise my children, bloom!
Paint brightly your faces
Rise from mother's womb
And sing Father's praises!

Rise my children, rejoice!
Father's love is eternal
Raise to Him your voices
For your life is paternal!

Rise my children, live!
Declare your presence here
Drink in all Father gives
And I'll return again next year!


                        Timothy I. Brumley


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It Rained Down Upon Me

It rained down upon me
robed
in ancient grace; 
lacing me in conscious life experience.
Gravity extracting the wet from my arms
lingering on my fingers
with gentle force.
The natural law ruled the motion; and
gratefully I was relieved of this persistent rememberence.
I am naked now and
full
of light.
Delicately freed from a thought-created blight.

I hear what the leaves and trees tell me;
as many reach strong in rooted courage.
Some roots are named Blame
and others
Shame.
I hear the maples, oaks, and dogwoods whisper to me....
One said, "Trust in me."
Emperor of the forest,
I hear you clear,
and you, my love,
are not rooted in fear.
This one I climb when the rain comes down
draping me in conscious life experience.


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What I am

Shameless when it comes to lo vin' you
A poet with heart
Rhythm in search of rhyme
A fire about to rage
Simple yet difficult.,
A book wanting to be read
An eagle needing to be free
This is what I am!


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I Am A Weed

I am a weed,
Why do you ask me to paint my face and nails?
Do you not see my beauty without the falseness of that view?

I am a weed,
No, not a rose, soft velvet pleasure,
Beautiful until you reach out to touch,
Her siren song lures you to the spiny web.

I am a weed,
Verdant, brilliant in my tenacious ability to survive,
My flower is more subtle, it is not that of the rose.

When in drought, my vibrant presence still endures,
During flood I grasp on to life with strong arms and legs,
My beauty is in my ability to adjust to life,
I hang on in the storm, as I am a weed.

Behold me, I am a weed, 
How can I help you understand me, cherish me as you do the rose?
Look within to see me as 
I grow in strength with each new challenge thrown my way.

I am a weed, I am not a rose,
Many are like me in this world,
Some surviving phenomenal events, 
Clinging to life as we know it, 
The beauty of our spirit lies within.


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Mortified

I,
walk among the zombies
rotting in an unfathomable ghetto,
thrust ‘neath lifeless golden bricks,
drenched in crimson hues 
of survival.

She,
dressed in disgrace,
gyrates to an ugly music,
painting  his evenings in sordid colors!
What have they done to you,
Oh my Modesty!!

A desperate light flickers high above.
Unattainable.
Blind.

Does your fumbling feeble mind remember me?
I was once known as Honesty.


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REGRET AND REMORSE

THE DAY LAID ITS FOUNDATION ON THE EARTH AS THE CLOUDS GREW DARKER AND DARKER.

HOW CAN I ALLOW THIS NOT TO RUIN MY SPIRIT SO MANY PEOPLE I HAVE LET OUT OF MY LIFE.

WITH ALL THE BICKERING AND ALL THE FIGHTING I MUST BE ABLE TO MAKE GOOD.

I HAD SOME VERY SPECIAL FRIENDS BUT I PUSHED THEM AWAY OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

FEELING AS IF I WAS I HAD TO KEEP MY WALLS UP AND NOT LET ANYONE IN.

THE HEARTACHE ERUPTS AND I DO NOT KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN.

AFRAID OF BEING A FOOL AND AFRAID OF BEING ALONE HOW CAN I NOT LET THIS HAPPEN.

A NO-WIN SITUATION IS WHAT I AM IN THE PEOPLE I CRAWL AFTER HAVE NO INTEREST IN ME.

THE PEOPLE WHO ARE IN MY PRESENCE WHO WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR ME I MISTREAT I MISUSE.

BUT I HIT ROCK BOTTOM AND SEE WHERE I MADE MY ERRORS IN THIS LIFETIME BUT I COULD NEVER MAKE UP WHAT I DONE TO THOSE WHO HURT ME.

NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS SEE WHAT I CAN DO TO MAKE IT RIGHT.


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Our New Born King

It’s a bouncing new baby boy
Bare butt shiny and smooth as can be
Bringing hope of life renewed again
This month called January

The old man is dead and gone
May now he rest in peace
January is our new-born king
Giving life a brand new lease

Embrace him with all your heart
Treat him kind and feed him well
The joy and happiness he brings you now
Only future months can tell


By Joe Flach for the "Personification of January" contest.


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Destiny for Eternity

Destiny is determined by choice. We create our own destiny. We can live a life of hell on earth or we can choose to create a utopia and rejoice. Life isnt always fair. Some of us werent raised with much morality, unity or with love in the air. Some of us had to go through things that the average person could never concieve but by the grace of God, he created us and built us to weather the storms as long as we hold onto faith, just have to believe. Some like to use life as an excuse to be bitter and angry, a reason to allow responsibilities to go neglected, but Ive been through many of storms and theres no excuses, you just have to face reality and accept it. We were all dealt a hand and we have to just learn a winning strategy to play our hand to the best of our ability. Why act like the world owes you something? Create a better destiny. Destiny is determined by the choices we make in life. You learn to just become wiser and stronger with every bit of pain and strife. Create your destiny. Choose the road for your journey. Decide where your destiny will lead you for all eternity.


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The Gentle Rose

This gentle rose, how sweet it seems,
The waters flow down quiet streams.
The soft winds blow, spread out with ease,
My smiling rose sways in the breeze.

She's small and simple, yet she grows,
She always shines, as any rose.
Her velvet touch, so soft like fleece,
Her freedom's never out for lease.

The stars that shine, the moon so round,
Her strong roots growing underground.
She's tender, though she's fierce inside,
Those feelings, now, are put aside.

Her heart still beats, she is alive,
Our feelings shared in her do strive.
She's always there, she cares for you,
And no one's love could be so true.

Thorns have roses, that may be,
Although her beauty's plain to see.
Strong and stiff, with petals cream,
Her character is most supreme.

Surrounding her the scenery
Is more than you think it to be.
Perfect posture, striking pose,
The life of plain and simple rose!


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Jones for Legacy

Like a portrait already painted but needing a little more color
I am not done and I can not go on.
Two roads and I have taken the one less traveled upon.
It has been discarded but it has made all the difference.
The path is covered with oversized bushes and thorn stems.
You can not see all the trail for it has grown scattered grass.
The other way was much clearer but its simplicity scared me.
Life is not unadorned.  Life is not uncomplicated.  Life is imbalanced.
Like a perfectly bitten apple thrown onto a concrete ground in front of a fire hydrant
I am not hesitant to fight for work.
My legacy has not been satisfied, my labor bears incomplete.
Like a portrait already painted but needing a little more color
I am not done and I can not go on.


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Nothing Is Taken

When everything feels like it has been taken apart when it feels like the world is coming full swing.

What can you do when it seems like nothing is going your way all I can do is cry and scream.

I want to be around someone or something that is sacred something will not suck the life out of me.

The tears can't stop falling they are just flowing down my face like a river stream.

I am losing my inner self I am losing all the confidence in me I am losing my energy and the spiritual being.

All I can do is scream and shout I need some kind of release some kind of inner peace something that can heal me in a heartbeat.

I want to feel life again I want to feel the joy that was once apart of my life that brought a smile on my face.

Everything is going in a spirial a downtown spiral that has me thinking that I am going insane.

I no longer care about the hurt and pain that has affected me on a personal level.

Numbness has taken over me and no feelings hit me at all I am going to be in a daze.

My focus has shifted to something that is not for me something that is not me at all.

Nothing is Taken but my being that is numb like pain medicine and cold as ice.


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Forgiveness

I am forgiveness. Bring to me your burdens, And I will render them weightless on my shoulders. Tell me of your troubles. Of your lies...of your envy, And I will walk you to the truth evermore. Listen while I talk. As I will hear your tales of hate, And take that hate from you, embracing you in love. See as I do. Not through the shattered window of you past. For I, am forgiveness. And you have found me at last.


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life to me

i see life as a struggle
and how to make it ?
to some people is a baffle
but i  know myself
am gonna jump over the hurdle
no matter the situation
even in the hardest scenario
just trying to make some few notes into my pocket
take time like hitting a tennis ball with a racket
my road to stardom,see it just started
am focused minded like searching for a nugget
people want things easy,that's not what i want
i wanna strive and get it,that's what i'm in for
nothing to break me down like the virus jeefo.
i owe my life


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Hypothetically Speaking Vol.III

If you knew my struggle would you try to 
convince me that I'm gone make it
If you knew how bad I was hurting would 
you try to take that pain away or just savor it
If you knew how much I loved you 
would you continue to do me wrong 
would you change your ways or press
repeat and play that same ol song
If you could grant my prayers 
just think about it, would you?
No matter what your friends say 
even though you had a rough past
would it cross ya mine that I'm
loving you unconditionally & true
If I showed you my inner self 
would you be able to handle it
or would you runaway and just be 
another statistic of my list of abandonment
Could I count on you to be as honest as me
would you think I was full of it 
when I say all I desire in life is just to be free
Would you care If I died tomorrow knowing
you didn't appreciate when while I was living
Would you try to understand why I lived 
the way I live with thanksgiving & repentance
If I told you the harsh truth of what 
I really thought about life would you 
or could you sympathize even though 
there were no more tears coming from my eyes
How would you react If I had to erase you from 
my life because of how you live yours 
would you plead wit me not to or just point 
me to the door.


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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The Crucified Church

Stained glass windows
Paint her world-
In shades of
Blue 
Lavender and rose-
As she sits alone
Atop of old point road-
In a place where
Bygone phantoms blow-

No one comes to visit
With her anymore-
Except 
The whispers 
From the pines-
Who
She reminisces with
Of better times-
Before the cross 
             was 
           nailed 
                to
              her 
             door-


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Indignant

Indignant am I     
My Life on the Line
Through self inflections of my       
Dope sick addictions
Raping my soul
Unable to recover
Failure as a mother
Spinning out of control
No place to go 
No one to hold
As an abuser
I have no hope for the future
Needing a hand 
But I have not a friend
My hateful demise has pushed them aside
Ashamed of my choices
Ridiled with guilt
My children at risk
Hurt and broken 
Loving me still
Oh, what I give to be free from of all my ill's
For the Love of God to find his way 
Back to this dope sick mother
Desperation of his blessings
To be forgiving
For I am his child, and I need him to come into my life.
For I am not ready to die
Just to recover


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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Breakfast

Beside a sluice rests a home:
humbly weaved with strands of memoirs.
Minute signs of yesterday’s flight
submerge beneath cinders of warmth.

Inside is a temple, Genesis’ daughter, 
who rears the seeds of tomorrow’s spring.
Withstanding languor: gravid’s twin, 
she awaits the sojourn of a milk-washed kin.

Soon enough, she perches on lives-
each, counting chickens inside their minds.
Alas, they fail to know their fate:
not all will leave their carapace.


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un chanse una life

its only been u, trusth me im so glad that u get to read this.
love, trust, respect, and all u need to survive in this world.
i might of been wrong to people but thats how i have made it in this game
i have done all this for u, all u there was no one thing tht i would say no beucase 
the way i push and showed u opend ur eyes so fast yea i know im sorry but i knew 
tht i wasnt going to make it tht long not the life i was doing.
cheat everything and everyone but at the end you know when the reaper is 
following u beaucse u start to see him looking at his sand clock and u just bring up 
ur chest and head and rule with force becuase all u got is pass the tourch and pass 
away and so.
i love you my daugther even though u know nothing. and ur not named with my last 
name its all for ur all own good n safety im a santiago n ur a hernandez so, now u 
know im the right one that gaved up my life for u to make a change in this world.
bye- bye hailey irene hernandez.


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Just a Boy..


I sometimes see through you... you sinner.... you saint...
I sometimes see through your selfish gait...
you are but just a boy... and just a boy you will be!
you will never see through a man's eyes... the woman that lies in me.

you will never see the eyes of laughter... you will never see the eyes of pain...
you will never see the trials and tribulations... for you have  missed the train...

your mind is open but you heart is closed... you are only what 'You' Know!
you will never know to be someone else.. . as you dwell in your own enclave...
you think your the master of your life... but in reality your the slave!!!

But I am you... and I am me... I am wisdom, I am foolishness... I am beyond the skies and 
the seas...
My world is not known to you... because you cannot see!
You are bound by closed doors which you call your reality!


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AFTER LIFE

AFTER LIFE: (HOPE COMES)


AFTER ALL OF YOUR RECKLESS LIFE CHOICES, 
THE ONLY TRUE ARCHILLES HEAL IS ONESELF.
REGRET NOT YOUR PATH IN LIFE,
BUT ONLY THE IGNORANT REACTIONS. 
AFTER OVER COMING QUITE HARSH CONDITIONS
OF YOUR EARTHS ELEMENTS
THE ONLY THING YOU SHOULD PONDER IS THE TOTAL 
IGNORANCE OF YOUR DEAF EARS KEEPING 
YOU FROM SEEING THE WHOLE PICTURE.
BLINDING YOU FROM ALL

THE UNSPOKEN WORDS OF YOUR LIFE,
RELATIONSHIPS THAT SUFFERED, 
YOUR BROKEN HEARTS EMOTIONS RUNNING WILDLY.
OUR BATTLE STRICKENED WOUNDS TRYING TO HEAL;
NEEDING OUR BANKRUPED SOULS SAVED
FROM ALL THE CHAOTIC SORROWS SUFFOCATING US DAILY.
OUR OUR HOMELANDS

FEARS ESCAPING HOLD OF US
MOMENTS IN TIME LOST TRAGICLY.
BE ALL THAT YOU ARE FROM WITHIN, 
SIMLIFY EVERYTHING. BEING HONEST WITH YOURSELF,
ABOUT THE TRUTH OF YOUR LIFE.
IT IS EXTREMELY HARSH, AND HARD PAINFUL WORK,
BUT AT LEAST YOU'LL HAVE THE KNOWLEDGE OF 
KNOWING THAT EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. Y
YOU'LL UNLOCK THE POWER FROM WITHIN
YOU'LL GROW IN STRENGTH, CONFIDENCE.
YOU'LL SET YOURSELF FREE AND APART OF THIS WORLD
AND THE HUMAN CONDITION.
YOU'LL GROW AND OPEN YOUR MIND TO BEING KINDER,
TO OTHERS, GOING THE EXTRA MILE.
BELIEVE IN THE TRUTH AND STOP 
ALLOWING THE LIES FROM OUR MEDIA AND GOVERNMENT
WITH THEIR ILLUSIONS OF WHAT OUR REALITY TRULY IS. 

HOW CAN ONE CHOOSE THIS YOU ASK? ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ACCEPT JESUS INTO YOUR HEART AND KNOW THAT HE DIED FOR YOUR SINS.



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Heroes Are Not Forgotten

Many there be have turn their backs to thee/

No sense of remorse,
No notion of integrity or respect/
You stand so proud with your head in the air/
Waving your hands like you just don't care ?

But none the worse for wear,

Heroes Are Not Forgotten !
Those men and women who have waved the banner high !
With every bit of stregnth that have fought with no remorse,
We often get tongue tied within ourselves/

In the great melted pot we call The United States of America,
It was for freedom that our ancestor's fought to so desperatley uphold/
Far too many of us take it for granted !
They have eyes but tend to look the other way/

Paying litle to no homage to buw their heads to pray ?
One day every knee will bow and tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord !
There will be no mistake about it !
Those that pierced his side and pulled his beard/
 
Many say that us Christians are wierd/
You will know on that very day that he's not someone that you could play !
Heroes Are Not Fogotten !
Just look what that ass did Ben Laden !

We need to speak up now or forever hold your peace/
This world for some is a will for power,
Perhaps your all in need for a long cold shower/
Stay up late to listen to the radio The Hour Of Power !

No, Heroes Are Not Forgotten in this land of cotton !
We will lift up our head high to look toward the sky/
As a beacon of hope to a hurting worls in need/
Where as other's are just dying to see you bleed,

We will remember John Wayne in this old house of pain/
Bob Marley and The Wailer's,
Ronald Reagan and his awesome plans !
Last but the best Jesus is my man !


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Downpour

A child has soared the pale blue sky-
to his family, kisses of goodbye.

In the heavens, he then transforms
embracing the promises of fluid mold.

Captivated, the youth forgets 
soils that have been his foster parents.

Man assumes a denser phase: 
heaviness - has now prevailed.

The sudden shifts of cold and tension
beget him towards state of depression.

Palls of nimbus saturate; 
darkness consumes strands of bliss.

Overwhelmed with august ambition,
tears have burst in all direction.

Hence, with this, a realization seen:
down, he plunges the bottomless pit.

The height of climb, the depth of fall-
a fact to be learned by one and all.


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Then and Now

I use to be a flower 
that sprouted from a seed
The soil as my mothers womb
through fertile flesh to feed

The bees are dear beloved
attracted by my scent
They carry strife but still remain
Resourceful and content

I've many brothers and sisters
that starve before the rain
Kidnapped and beaten by the heat
wishing death more than pain

I gave praise to the firmament
to open up the sea
The waters fell and gave the weak
the strength that of a tree

I use to be a flower 
that sprouted from a seed
The soil as my mothers womb
through fertile flesh to feed 

The children now are not content
a mandrake of a seed
That nature neglected as an
antagonistic weed
The soil as my mothers womb
through fertile flesh to bleed


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The person who could not be replaced

Based on true facts and this poem is dedicated
too one Ramon Fuentevilla.

The person who could not be replaced
We search out many friends, lovers and
acquaintances only to get that 1 person who can
not be replaced. There our most trusted our
very best friend but this poem is about my
very best friend who could not be replaced
by any other, yet he fell into a life of drugs
and a attitude of another. I did not understand
why he couldn't face his demons. He just turned
from the best friend one could have to a life
filled with dope and a taste of crime to going
to jail for a very long time. My Ramon was a
guy that made me laugh when I wanted to cry.
He always knew what to say even if life was
so bad his strength grew into me. I would give
my life just to have him back for 1 more round
of sharing, his way of caring and just that
smile that lives with my memory of the man
who could not be replaced by any other. So I 
pray every night he will have time to try to
see how really special he was to me.



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A free man

Give me the hope
Give me the light 
That I was looking for

I don’t want to be blind any more 
Please let my prayers rise to your kingdom
I am sure that for once in a life time I deserve it

Let me be free
May I fly like a bat?
Only at night 
Because I’m sure that I must be blind
To do not see what I have right in from of me

My self must be deaf 
My soul must be mute 
Because I don’t speak every time I hear of you

Let the breeze hit me
Like a slap on my face 
Because I have had life right in from of my own blind folded eyes;
Since the very beginning

Stupid me
I did not realize that 
Till this last very moment

What a sinner like me can do?
Nothing else, but to be glad that I was blindly wrong 
And learn from the experience that life gives us

All the way from loving to hatreds 
And the lost of a love one, 
And of course living the incomparable life

I am guilty as charge
For once being blinded

I am a free man
Thanks to that fly
That I took once upon a time
That I was only a man

I am a free man!!
In JESUS grace


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debt trap vol.3

HE PAID MY DEBT

WHEN I FOUND THAT OUT I BEGIN TO WEPT

THE DEVIL HAD ME CRAVING 

IN BONDAGE AND MISERABLE SLAVING 

I WENT THROUGH A LOT OF PAIN 

AND ASK THE LORD PLEASE LET IT RAIN

 THE LORD TOLD ME, HE PAID THE COST FOR EARTH AGONY

AND VALUE THE LIFE OF HUMANITY 

EVEN WITH ALL THE TEARS MY GOD HAD TAKEN THE HUMILITY

WITH ALL ME SINNING EVEN TO SPAT ON HIS FACE 

BUT YET HE OPEN IS ARM AN STILL EARN FOR MY EMBRACE

HE PAID MY DEBT THROUGH HIS AMAZING GRACE

OH LORD I CRIED AND REPENT IT IS YOURS I PLEA 

YOUR MERCY I SEE IS ALL FROM THEE

YOUR EVERLASTING BREATH YOU BREATH IN ME  

 

WRITTEN BY STANLEY JEAN JACQUES 


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Dear June

Dear June,

Arrived when the sun touched
The dew in the sky
And left in June

Life has a course
The path is numbered
But don’t make a left at June

You just can’t
You just can’t fight with June

January brings a chill
That February deepens with each day
March to the beat of your heart
While April brought few showers
May-be that was love
But June was met with open fire

Tried retracing steps 
Instead blinded by the shadows of darkness

Dear June,
I gave all that was me
Still to no avail
This must be something like hell
But I shall no longer dwell
Because you….

Dear June,
Have compelled be to rewind the end

Dear June,
Your face is clear 
and
Your place has been written 
Dear June.


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Vinegar Part Two

a love for your fellow human being, simply show compassion for your brother,
this is what the world needs; to be working towards an understanding of one another
but we're too busy fighting, much like the squid and the whale, til death, entwined
their way of life, the tentacles, both are binding, is that what you want? a life so confined?
don't follow their lead, don't live with their hate,  it's control of your thoughts they seek
I ask you to resemble the sea; I beg you, be gracious, I plead, you must never be meek.
let this be the salt in your water, salinity is serenity, into every inch of you, let it spread
 I ask you to keep a promise, I request of you, please, make these words your daily bread 
We'll right the wrongs, clear our hearts of the taint, the weight of hate, we'll make amends
we'll stick together, we'll have our ups, our downs, but together we'll weather the bends
a life less virulent, a cure for your jellyfish sting, the vinegar, these words, a gift I give to you
these words, they will remedy us all, these are the truths, the truths that I pursue;

face your life with an open mind and face it with a love that's barrier transcending
face you life with open arms and face your life with a kindness that's unbending
face your life with an open heart and face it with a happiness that's never-ending
for the tide has come, to wash this all away, and it's time to start defending


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New beginings

New beginings,
of new journey in the old world,
in which many dreams are filled
new success in which you go and seek for those new opportunities
like every new year with new happiness which hints new confidence
what is needed is new confidence which takes u forward towards the mountain of success
so dont hesitate ever, now if you backout will lose a golden chance...
its allright to lose a chance for sake of loved ones if need be,
but later dont give up, tis a lesson you should heed thats try again
with new hope, with new beginings.


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The Fallen Leaves

The fallen leaves looking at the heavenly sky 
and at my own doorstep they, in silence, sigh; 
they often criticize my feet as I pass them by.

Day and night, they hang around, relentlessly
and never know that they, actually, bother me 
from entering and leaving my place. My kitty

cat does not like them too, ‘cos they do crackle 
as she tiptoes out, eagerly, to touch the sparkle
of the afternoon sun. Ah, today I have to tackle

the task of teaching them and myself. Luckily,
these delicate hands of yesterday are totally free 
from the arid office, serving my boss with a tea 

that I gathered them and place them in a shelter
of green, letting their last smile not just to loiter,
but for them to use it, for Earth to have a better 

feel. Now, I see them not, yet they promised me
that they’ll be back once they’ve seen the beauty,
curved from their skin, of a blossoming cherry tree.  


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Beautiful child

from mom to dad from my lord god
you create me 
when you saw , you saw a precious child
a child of god with so much charm 
the gift is so real it made her cry
her laughter made it the most of all
and with in and with out they saw a beautiful child sent from god


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The Velvet Chair

Many have felt,
my soft velvet skin,
from the common to royal,
my service I lend.

Sometimes for hours,
they sit, and think,
as they rock, and rest,
and their sleepy eyes blink.

Once I was lonely,
no one called on me,
they said I was to pretty,
with my hand carved feet.

Up in a room,
I was cold, and alone,
till my mother fell apart,
her rocking days gone.

Years have passed,
and I am still here,
I have comforted many,
and caught their tears.

Although I have noticed,
a little squeak now, and then,
I'm still rocking strong,
and my service I lend.


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Destiny

                No matter where you plan to reach
                You began with a step.
                The steps you take are your  fate
                The pathways are your destiny.
                Our destiny dictates what our life will be
                 It choose what we become.
                Our destiny is our only fate
                Which we cannot kick against.
                We are powerless under its influence
                And we can only watch helplessly as it controls us.
                Destiny the government that we cannot complain
                About ti rules and ideologies.
                He place us on the right path
                And all we need to do is follow.
                Man should not rush his destiny
                FOR surely, your destination will be 
                Reached only by his destiny.
                YOU cannot surpass your destiny
                Likewise you will never stay underneath
                YOU will only reach and match your destiny.


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A Life to Figure out

Every right a wrong, every feeling a song. Every day a night, every smile a frown, every up 
and every down. Every thought an action. Every life a death. Every truth a lie. Every who 
and why? Every laugh a cry. Every person a soul. Every possitive a neggative. Every vision a 
sound. Talking when no one's around, speaking without a sound. Living without advice, 
trusting yourself with your life. Struggling to be me, wanting them to see. Telling myself it 
will be okay, knowing there is a way. Walking without a vision, seeing without sight, hearing 
without sound. Being alone, when everyone's around.

Fighting so hard to move on, wanting, needing, everything to go away. Wanting the way 
things were to stay. Stuck in the past, when my soul belongs in the present. The mind that 
continues to wonder, the soul that will never know. The reason that we live, the people we 
forgive. The life that we once lived, the heart we once gived. The thought of every day, the 
hope that everything will be okay. The hiking trail without a map, the thoughts without a 
gap. The love that's never gone, the hope to move on. The heart that loves too much, the 
person that's empty too the touch.

Making plans of a better life, not taking actions to put them in play. Every person and the 
power of what they say. Believing in God, knowing that he is the way. Going too slow, going 
too fast. Staying at a place you know won't last. Empty with no soul, knowledge but no one 
knows. Always going, but never gone. 

Trying not to fight with all the aggression, trying not to cry from all the deppression. 
Wanting to learn without a teacher, learning without a lesson. Asking without a question. 
The past that won't go away, history is yesterday, the future is tomorrow. Alot of sympathy, 
not enough caring. Alot of taking, not enough sharing. Alot of seeing, but no looking. Hearing 
and knowing what you heard. Choices that brought you where your at. Always running in 
place, staying in the same race. Holding on to the self conrol,holding on where there's no 
where to go. Yelling without a voice, choosing without a choice. At the beggining but can 
see the end. So much to do not enough time, too much beat, not enough rhyme. Too many 
words not enough pages. So much talent, not enough stages. Too many minutes, not 
enough hours. So much growing,but no knowing. Having to chase what your after, trying to 
smile without laughter. Finding yourself without losing everyone else.


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are we the same

maybe you see nothing but love,
maybe your world is cheery,
but that is not mine...
for me life has never been "fun",
I've always had to put you before me,
it never mattered if I was happy,
all you cared for was your happiness,
I was a tool,
a toy to be used at will,
how I hated you through all my days,
listening to your problems,
keeping mine bottled,
one day you finally found me half dead,
my arms bloody, 
what did you do......
nothing,
 my life was fading yet you did nothing,
do I even belong here anymore?
no....for my purpose is not of this realm...
but the next...
for then I shall be freed from the bully's,
the haters, And those who would ridicule you,
and scrutinize you for all you do,
for that is all the attention that's given,
to the sad little child
who's last wish.... is to die


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felt in this world

Felt as if I were a stranger amongst family.
A mere shadow puppet on the wall.
The whispers that enraged me deeply.
From all the distasteful, shameful,
ungrateful words that had been spoken.
Utter silence drifting away,
the darkness starts to reign.
Sincerity's all so superficial beauty shines brightly,
blinding us from the true light burning within.
Rebelliously our selfish motives,
and lustful attitudes,
ruthlessly are felt thru out the land.
Emotionless thoughts,a lack of wisdom,
Aimlessly wandering about,
consuming everything in it's path.
Leaving "heart aches" as distraactions,
felt dining the war within the chains of bondage.
Keeping us slaves of death.
Our "seeds of faith" never failing,
surrendering to our human nature.
Repenting with our bankrupted souls.
His grace,given with forgiveness
and love.


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I Found Love

I found Love


As you put your arms around me and tell me not to let.
I can't break free cause I want this,
Tired of feeling lonely
tired of waiting until i fall under the
 ground.No matter what 
anyone says as long as I say it fine 
everything and everyone
has no word.I found love, this isn't like before 
this is where my 
wounds that I've licked and cover only to 
have them opened again.
I will always fear,i will hide this emotion until i 
know I'm going to fall
but for now i have this love this love that no one gave me 
can you see me dancing in the rain of the moonlight and 
your arms around me 
saying that you love me I do.I'll leave in fear of being hurt 
but i will pass this life and the next with the wills of my
 past life and the future of the next.


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Cutter Girl

Maybe you'll see how I view my life through my scars..

Feeling alive is what I lacked
A good life is what I needed.
Cutting is what made me feel
Open wounds from a beautiful green and red razor
Slices upon my arm
Came faster than the peel of an orange
I LOVED the effects
Bloody tissue
How ALIVE I felt
Maybe one day you'll see
The person I wanted to be

Dead.


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Keep it simple silly

Life, what is it?
is it full of adventures?
lots of if 's and but's ?
is it only of ups and of  downs or mixture of both..?
how to survive?easy or difficult?
life is little of solved solutions and unfolded mysteries waitng to be opened...or is life a reaction to surroundings by various emotions and living through them... 
dreams-sometimes beautifull and colourfull
scary or pleasant 
however they are, easy to see them while your asleep
tough to accomplish them as they dont let you sleep..
trust-easy at times to trust a stranger but difficult to trust a known person
its an ability to destroy you but at same time being confident that someone wont break it.
words-easy to speak but, tough to refrain when to know not to utter any!!
anger-its like volcano tough to be as cool as ice in difficult situations..
better expressed than suppressed but at right time!
ego-best to keep it aside but more difficult to kill it, let not arise it.
feelings- easy to hurt someone,show their faults, mistakes, errors.
but diffficult to accept owns.
more tough to heal wounds of hurting someone,
most toughest of all is to ask for forgiveness.
acceptance-easy to do wrong, blame someone,
very easy to hurt loved ones but tough to accept owns shortcomings.
easy to point others not easy to see within oneself.
more tougher to improve oneself.
hardworkingly not easy to learn from owns mistakes.
most difficult to accept truth then.
love- easy to fall in but tough to get place in someones heart
more paintakingly is to maintain those beautifull precious relationships.
success-easy to be selfish, tough to be not to be greedy but happy and content in all.
life seems to here little tough, not easy to fight for fulfilling dream,
not easy to start from scratch and begin afresh when you are defeated
tough to pick life and get up when your down
more uneasy to accept that you have failed
more difficult to be positive then,
difficult to assume defeat wtih dignity
more hardest to stand up and succeed again with new beginings
tough to fulfill all promises
not easy to find god in small things.
in short, life is not as difficult as you see,
 not so complicated as we think it is,
enjoy to the fullest,
be responsible for own actions, brave enogh to accept errors,
honest to loved ones, lhave positive attitude,
laugh at own faults, love life as it is.
its only one life you have... so keep it simple silly!!!


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LIFE


AIMLESSLY WANDERING DOWN
THRU OUR SINFUL PRIDE,
EMOTIONALLY BLACKMAILED BY OUR FLESH,
TEMPTED BY OUR "NEED"TO "FEED" ITS "GREED".
SILENCE BREAKING THE ABANDONING,
LIFELESS MIND WITH ABSOLUTE POWER,
OF NEVER SURRENDERING TO ITS HUMAN
NATURE
OF MANKIND
.
YESTERDAY'S MISTAKES,
ARE TOMORROW'S
REPENTANCE,
BY HAVING THE COURAGE
AND THE FAITH
TO LIVE FOR TODAY WITH,
THE KNOWLEDGE THAT JESUS'S HEALING AND FORGIVENESS
FOR OUR TRANSGRESSIONS
IS WITH ALL THE UNCONDITONAL LOVE
AND UNDERSTANDING


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Sow seed

Jesus know our greatest needs
He has planted an incredible seed
That whosoever may believe
May received.


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debt trap vol.2

I CRAVE FOR THE EARTHLY GROUND 
DEFEATING DEBT TO RECEIVE MY CROWN 
BUT DEBT HAD FLAGGED ME DOWN 
I CRIED AND ASK GOD WHY
THROUGH MY CREDIT REPORT I HAVE LEARNED MY FATE 
CREDIT CARD DEBT HAD DOMINATE 
I NEED TO TAKE CONTROL BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE 
THROUGH MY WIFE WISDOM 
SHE URGE ME TO START A CLEAN SLATE 
SHE ENCOURAGE ME TO FIGHT BACK 
BEFORE THEY CONTINUE MULTIPLY AND ATTACK
I HAD A BAD HABIT 
RUNNING, HOPING AND BUYING LIKE A RABBIT 
DEBT AS BECOME MY WORSE NIGHTMARE 
I SAID IT'S NOT FAIR 
I NEED TO CHECK THE CHAPTER OF MY LIFE AND LOOK THROUGH MY 
PERSONALITY 
AND GET BACK TO REALITY 
TO RECEIVE GOD KEYS TO TAKE CARE OF HIS DYNASTY. 
 
WRITTEN BY STANLEY JEAN JACQUES


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FOOLISH MIND

AS I GO DOWN THIS ROAD ONCE AGAIN I AM LEFT HURT AND ALONE FACING HURT AND DISAPPOINTMENT.

LOOKING AROUND TRYING TO FIND THE PEOPLE THAT I HAD IN MY LIFE AND NOW THEY ARE GONE.

I HAVE THREW THEM OUT LIKE GARBAGE ON THE STREET THE ONES WHO HAVE NUTURED ME.

WHO CHERISHED ME THEY ARE ALL GONE ALL BECAUSE OF FEAR AND HURT OF PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS.

NO LONGER TRUSTING OR BELIEVING ANYTHING THAT NO ONE HAS TO SAY.

NOTHING PHASES ME ANYMORE I AM NUMB AND LONELY WISHING THAT ALL OF THIS WOULD GO AWAY.

ALL THIS PAIN AND HEARTACHE THAT HAS BUILT UP IN ME ALL THIS HURT 

IF I COULD TAKE IT ALL THE THINGS THAT I DONE BACK I WOULD.

IF I COULD REWIND TIME THERE ARE SOME THINGS I COULD HAVE DONE DIFFERENT.

SO MUCH REMORSE AND REGRET IS IN MY HEART AND I WISH THAT I COULD TEAR IT  APART.

THIS PERSON THAT IS SEE IN THE MIRROR  I NO LONGER RECOGNIZE.

I HOPE THAT SHE COMES BACK SOON.


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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Unadorned

Naked, skeletal, the forest shivers.
Bark thickening in the wily wind.
Unadorned the trees slumber on.
Their limbs seeming to fight off the
onslaught of nightmarish Winter.

Twig tips claw avengingly at the sky
and rake torn nails across windowpanes.
Slumber soothes not the dreamer
who waits in a frenzy of anguish 
for the kind covering of snow.


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Your Not Gone,But Soon You Will Be

If Idon't get to say good bye for one and final time,
then know i've alway's loved you more than anyone could.
And though you are ill and the diseases you have are painful and kill,know God will comfort 
you and you'll rest in his arms.
You are my mother who I dearly love,you are my friend and alway's have been.
We've had our cries,we've had our laughs,
we've shared pain,and were both a little insane.
How can I say exactly say how i feel,
when so far away i cannot show you.
I wish i could give you all you deserve,
the moon the stars, and all you dreams,
take away all the pain,the nightmares,and screams.
This reality is all to real,
I want to wake up,call an apeal.
god is who we must call upon,
in times of right,in times of wwrong,in times of joy,and times of pain.
He is the one who can save us all!
Your soul he will rest,now i'm depressed.
Just in case i dont't get to say goodbye.
I wish i could hold you and hug you again soon.
But when i give you this letter it'll be to late,
you will probably be gone.
Cancer,serosis,diabetes,and more,
I sometimes curse life and it's whores,.
You my mother,please know i love you,
i love youi because you've alway's loved me,
in all i have been andand always a friend.
An ear to listen,an eye to see,a hug and a home ,
A mother in all.
times were rough in our growing up,
we didn't have much ,and sometimes very por,
you gave up alot,even the men that raped us.
We our family,barely alive,barely escaped.
Nobody knows of the horror we've endured or seen,
what we've lived,how cruel,how mean.
But we were strong,we made it through it all,
we have survived one and for all.
now your time is coming to rest,
So follow God,He offers his best,
A kingdom full of no pain or hate,
but of much love and joy.
something you so rarely had,
you will soon have.
So take it and be glad,
rejoice and be glad,
You will be in Heaven!
I love you mom!


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Your Inner You

As you walk through lifes traveled roads, 
every step you take gets you closer to your goals.

Dont ever loose site of the challenges that lie ahead, 
for the answers you need are in front of you, like a book
that must be read.

So remember as you take lifes journeys through all thats 
thick and thin, all the answers you will ever need come from
you,deep within.


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A Dandelion's Dance

A dainty Dandelion Puff
was waltzing with the Wind,
donning white feather headdress
and black suede mary janes.

She graced each twirl with poise,
emoting sweetly to Heaven's voice.

Like a starlight in the morning,
she strucked Daisy with awe;
like a pixie in the meadow
she dropped Butterfly's jaws.

Alas, her dance was thwarted to a halt
by two clasping Hands that hitted her like a jolt.

It was then followed
by a Breath so warm
who whispered,
He just wanted to wish,
He meant no harm.

Seconds after, She was blown in the air,
still a bit dizzy, she danced with flair.
Once again, she danced and waltzed
'til another pair of hands clasps her to a halt.


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dressed from the inside out

it's Fashion Week in New York City and the people just can't wait
to see the lastest trends that the designers will demonstrate
to all the fashionistas with their obssession to impress
tis the season to be a woman of style in the way that you dress
for true fashion is about representing one's identity by the clothing one wears
but fashion is fickle and it's a crazy and unpredictable world out there
one day you may be in and the next day you may be out
but if your wearing the garments of God your fashion style is never in doubt

celebrity endorsements, designer labels and someone's logo on your butt cheeks
there's nothing wrong with the external facade but it's the internal you need to seek
you've been baptized and now you are a new creation in Christ
wearing Divine Designer garments to go with your new life
you have been stripped of the old way of dressing
now wearing the virtues of God in a way most impressing
high fashion from that Universal Designer known as Our Lord God
wearing His Divine creations to go with your brand new heart

Patience is now the pantyhose where your divine foundation starts
Compassion is now that delicate silk blouse worn over your heart
Kindness displayed like a heavenly pair of shoes upon your feet
Humility is now that stylish hat that makes your outfit complete
Forgiveness worn like a precious and expensive pair of gloves
and last but not least that glorious overcoat that God calls love
dressed in Divine Designer garments from the inside out
dressed for success with a stylish spiritual clout

you don't need a Louis Vitton sash around your waist
if you have the Belt of Truth cinched firmly in place
you won't need a Ralph Lauren chemise to cover your back
as the Breastplate of Righteousness will protect from any and all attacks
you don't need a pair of Jimmy Choos stiletto high heels
as the Readiness of the Gospel of Peace is a much better deal
you don't require a Prada handbag just to show you're with it
if you have in your hand the Biblical Sword of the Spirit
and it's not necessary to put on Ban de Soleil
as the Shield of Faith will cover you each and every day
and you don't need a Kate Spade hat upon your head
as the Helmet of Salvation will have you spirit led
dressed from the inside out now totally and spiritually clad
dressed in the virtues of God, the finest garments to be had


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SHADOWS ON THE WALL


SEE ALL OF HER BEAUTY DEEP WITHIN,

HER PAIN MASKED WITH HER  BEAUTIFUL

SMILE. RAGE ENTANGLED WITH ABANDONED

THOUGHTS AND WASTED DREAMS.

PROCRASTION BEING THE FOUNDATION

OF OUR NEW GENERATION.

RAPIDLY  BECOMING SHADOW PUPPETS ON THE WALL.

A THICK INVISIBLE SILENCE, LOOMING ABOVE US,

ENGULFED WITH THE FLAMES,

OF OUR SOULS MURDEROUS HEARTS.

FIGHTING TO SURVIVE, FROM DEATHS AMUSING CHOKE HOLD ON US.

CHASTZING THE WEAK, ACKNOWLEDGING ONLY THE DEAF AND THE BLIND.

LURKING IN THE DISTANCE,  ARE THE SHADOWS IN THE CLOUDS,

OF CHAOTIC CONFUSING ENERGIES POISONING,

OUR HOMELAND.

DESTROYING ALL OF HER BEAUTY,

TURNING IT ALL INTO THE PLAGUE.

QUICKLY BEING CONSUMED UP WITH THE RELENTLESSLY BURNING FLAMES ABLAZING,

EVENTUALLY ALL BECOMING SHADOWS ON THE WALL.



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Diamond

Cut 
The apple 
You 
See a star
In 
My heart
A 
Diamond-
That is 
You.


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HOLDING ON

So the flower is trying to keep on growing,
In a room that is cold and gray.
She tilts alone by a window in a corner,
Thinking how to make it through the day.

Her leaves are becoming brittle and dry,
Her pedals are dull and brown.
She notices that her life is going downward,
That if you see her, you’ll see her with a frown.

Days, hours, and minutes go by,
When she realizes her life can not be on hold.
As she bows her head and closes her eyes,
She whispers, “I do not want to die alone.”

She feels like her life is falling apart,
Yet she still tries hard to hold on.
She feels vulnerable and delicate at this time,
But she knows not to ever give up.

Tears run slowly down her face,
As she sees her life turning so black.
Having feelings of loneliness and being incomplete,
She questions, “How can I get my life back?”

People walk by and smile at her,
Not knowing what she is going through.
They think she has a wonderful life,
When the truth is she’s been sad and blue.

As her life continues in a sadly way,
She knows very well her life will be hard.
Waiting for the love and happiness she longs for,
She lingers with a broken heart.


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My Mother will not curse me

Mother, your insanity is my blessing!

Your cry, like a creaking door,
Opens to a lawn of sour,
Your eyes, like a flame of candle,
Pierce to my heart that fails to handle.

And, your insanity is my blessing!

Because, I am not a son of your dream,
The essence that dripped out of the cream,
The life that burns as a wooden window,
The deep woods that drenched with heavy shadow,

Mother, I am not a son of your dream.

The dream of becoming a morning dew,
A song that moves a failing crew,
A dawn, a dusk and a poem with lovely words,
A canoe in search of unknown world,

And, I am not a son of your dream.

See, I am a warrior of a loosing battle,
The blood was washed through the rains that clatter,
I see the children playing on the streets,
I do not know, is it sickle or flowers for them to treat?
 
I am not a son of your dream and still away from your curse,
Mother, your insanity is my blessing!.


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Getting my Breath

We are in the age of raging time,
rhyme and reason down the drain
 with our coffee grinds,
quick views and videos, terror on the tubes,
smart-mouths cursing
between commercials
repeating Breaking News.
Find somehow a parking place,
stand in line, glazed over,
gulp a drink, make smiling face,
chew on a Something Burger,
Spray underarm deodorant
so your sweat smells sweet—
sit at the computer,
tap away,
sinking in your seat--
gaze at the little icons,
brand them in your brain;
wash the car to guarantee
a bath in Acid Rain;
set alarm and throw it down,
put body in a shower,
Stop a minute! Cries the churchman—
time to smell a flower!
Time to look in someone’s eyes,
Past the flickering nod,
to run through open fields again,
to contemplate a God—.
Cook your dinner,
stub your toe,
write bills --small change keep—
moments touching tender skin
through packages of sleep---
stand aloof and shy because
you said the wrong damn thing:
watch a Sitcom, sponsored by
all your  plastic things—
O what to tell the child inside
that still believes in dreams?
(O young girl, and O young boy, 
deafened by the screams?)
As for Romance--
not a chance
though still a wavering ray
of Light I see: I’d like a Knight
to carry me away.
But if I were innocent Maiden Fair,
with bosom bound in silk,
the men on my street
would rape me down
for Heroin and Coke.
I’ve no time
to quaff the wine,
can barely wash my hair,
and the clocks tick on as my life winds down
 running down the stair—
(and in the store, a pregnant clerk
is not allowed a chair…)
So all of us are forced to stand
And Never Can Sit Down:
the ants in ant-mounds ---better off---
hurrying around.
I’m out of breath
I’m out of time  --
there was so much to say
I always thought
I’d get the chance
But life just breathed away.

                JVB   U of Louisiana @ Lafayette 1998


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A Scar Is A Scar


I am very lonely today. Surely, 
my sorrow will last 
for a life time.  The Earth fell 
on me. First, my boss is kicking me out, for I am not 
of good use these days. Second, my Doctor says--

“You must be quarantined to prevent 
the outbreak of the virus!” Yes, I am infected with 
a deadly virus. I don’t know where I got it. 

I worked hard and even obeyed everyone, instantaneously  
to achieve my goal, my career. Shame, I over exposed--
myself. I’m dead! Now, what will I do?
 
I shared this bad news to my family and friends--
they were shocked! I prayed, in solitude, for help. Well, I got 
a message from someone of good heart, offering me

His magic cure. Although, I can easily follow 
the instruction: “Click this balloon”-- 
to remove the PSW.x-Vir Trojan trapped inside my body 
still, I am not happy. You know why--
whaah, I am no longer a virgin and a scar is a scar!


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I carry with me Color

I Carry With Me Color

If you stare at me long enough your eyes will burn hot ember 
          Until they burn into flaky cinders.
	Cinders blown with the wind to the bag 
                       Slung across my shoulder.
	A bag the color of an artist’s palette 
                       Filled with salmon pinks and indigo violets.
	I carry with me colors for many different occasions, 
                       And sometimes secrets.
	My marigold yellows are for sunshiny days 
                       And kids contagious laughter.
	I carry with me streaks of burning cinnamon red 
                       For lovers to embrace and ponder.
	Sometimes deep within my rainbow bag splashes wet sea foam green 
                       And blue for those in need of salty tears and a good cry.
	You might ponder why I carry this palette of colors weighing me down 
	           Day after day.
	That is simple, Color defines us. 
	           We carry colors with us every day, 
	Sometimes they weigh us down in murky umber black puddles, 
	           Sometimes they lift us up to the lavender sky.
	You ask me what I carry with me?
	           I carry with me all of your wasted color in my rainbow bag.
	One day, these broken cinders will be ready 
	         When you come back for them, 
	And that is when you will see your own colors 
                      Floating around you.


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A Poet's Day

When it rains, it shines in these radiant beaming eyes of mine.
When it's cold, it's warm in these promised lands I've come afar to farm.
When you're there, I'm right here and there's nothing for us to fear.
Nights become darker and day’s grow lighter, each becomes more vividly bright.
I love, I hate, but my life has brought us yesterday, today and once again tomorrow.
My world is huge, and so are you perfectly attuned standing straight in front of the line.
I loved you, I hated you and still I brought you neither malice nor any bodily harm.
It is the echoes of uncelebrated storms in your heart I can soundly hear.
Over here and even over there! I‘m still mistaken by shined or shaded Earthly lights!
It is your love for your life of just being that I've tempered and borrowed. 

Wallah! It's "A Poet's Day" and you shall be my insatiable ennobled prey. 
I am always right by your side to accommodate your pleasurable stay. 
Forbidden and pardoned from up above, goodness planted my glory on Saint's Day".
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" and She comes with rain or He comes with shine.
Promised from up above, you are with me from all formations of time!
I roll and I sway reckoning these implanted seeds are here for a very long stay.
I loved you and I hated you, but I'm here by very afar and by many of few. 
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" cultivates golden glaring growing seeds of light to sow. 
You shall know me and we shall produce a world none can ever show. 
I'm yours and you're mine, yesterday, today, and then tomorrow we will shine as two.
TA DA! Your beloved reigns above all your painful empty sorrows buried alive inside of you! 


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The lone fighter

A young tree stands amongst weather 
Strapped down with only a small piece of wood and leather 
It’s been beaten down by wind and rain 
It’s been left alone to cry in shame 
Left aside in a harshest environment 
Its bark is almost torn off 
The tree is pitched toward a sloping trough
No one fertilized it before the winter 
Soon it may look like a giant splinter
But the young tree still stands up tall 
He’s fighting through a mighty snow squall
The salt from the road has left him weak 
It looks like things for him, are pretty bleak
The years wined by and the tree still stands 
With a sad spirit and a wounded bands 
It tells a story of the years of pain 
And all the damage it disdained  
He stands today with a slight pitch to one side 
It’s the love of God that’s kept him alive


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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I Am

I am something you hold when you miss,
And I am forgotten all but a gentle kiss!
I am the cold draft when you’re all alone.
And I am the smile that generates your happy home.
I am something for nothing but I’m more than most.
And I am your summer breeze, I am your host.
I am the tear that falls from your eyes,
And I am the light that outshines your lies.
I am the flutter in your beating heart,
And I am the breath that gives you a fresh start.
I am the lump in your throat when lost for words,
And I am the silence you have always heard.
I am the warmth traveling in your blood,
And I am the memory you instantly flood.
I am the dream you’ve always had,
And I am the one with you happy or sad.
I am the one that always told you so,
And I am the only person you positively know.
I am taken and given because I just am,
And I am exactly what I am,
And not even by you will I be jammed!
 
© Copyright  Ann Rich   2006


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My Silent Solitude

On the inside and looking out, I sit below.
Maybe I am here to wait?
Deep within the depths of me I must go.
My world is all mine being one that only I know.
So many things in here that I can debate!
I see a world of madness so I steadily take it all in.
New things come to me, time and time again.
My silent solitude renews what time creates.
On the outside, I can look deep within.
Maybe I am here to know?
Deep within the depths of me is where it begins.
My world is all mine being one that only I must transcend.
So many things in here that I can show!
I see a world of confusion, but I can always navigate.
New things come to me, the more and more to vindicate.
My silent solitude always tells me so.
Deep within I can come and go.
Maybe I am here to show?
My world is all mine being the one that only I accumulate. 
So many things in here that I can comprehend!
I can see the beginning and I can see the end.
New things come to me, one by one to appreciate.
My silent solitude is the womb in which I alone can grow.



© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich


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Palms by the Sea

Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
 Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



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Diamond Souls

Hearts of gold fused by two making me the only one,
Aries, “I am” is you to all of us who have only just begun.
Crystal clear the visions I seek, you are the one that is complete!
You are a diamond in the sky; I look and wonder why you’re at my feet
I wish, I wish for your beautiful brilliant shooting stars.
I pray, I pray for our dragging existing time you balance so very far.
If I had one then I’d have two and the more I’d give for you to share.
If I were, then I’d be again where you float through the sky on a dare.
In the midnight skies I see the diamond souls lined all in your corner.
But the “Archer” I am and the “Bulls-eye” I target from your former.

Flash by flash I see your lights and one by one they glare by my own given fate.
Inside and looking out, I see your brilliance aiming extremely high with my “God-given” bow.
The stars aligned like chicken pox spread from here to there and one of them my mate.
Outside and looking in, I see your intelligence and draw my arrow with a big lump in my throat.
If I could, then I would dash from here to there shining the Diamond Souls by my very own.
But the “Archer” I see what I know I am aiming for up on high and you my Aries, 
You just tempted your own fate with your diamonds on my “Royal Throne“.


®Registered: 2001   Ann Rich 


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Commanded Demands

Verily, verily I say onto you.
Watch me pass right through.
 
That which is of dust and sand,
Knew not of my helping hand!
 
That which is of stone and clay,
Knew not of my night and day!
 
Shew thyself away from the dust!
Put on clean garments of the just!
 
Shew thyself away from the stone!
Put on armor protecting thy bone!
 
That which has been made of a particular brand,
Henceforth, are made from commanded demands!
 
 


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Get Over It

Frowns galore
The negative
Holds so many captive
My ears have heard
You can't do that
Yes the hell I can
Dwell in the land of pity if you must
This soul will not be taken prisoner


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Wind

The wind whips my skin with chilled water
as I urge myself to take the next step
forever being pushed back from my goal
shuddering at the gail as pushes me away
I dig my heals in, bending to the wind.
going under its force
As it cuts my skin I take one more step
waiting until it slackens to move again
each step a triumph of patience and strength
while the wind fights me all the way


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Never-Never Land

I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Silent Poet

In winter I nestle 
under your quilt warming me  
till snow melts.

In spring I bloom 
from your quilt to bear fruits
of everlasting joy.

In summer I watch 
hordes of backpackers, under my shades 
as heat wave makes them bored.
	
In fall I remember 
you, my sanctuary, full of uplifting smiles
as I, slowly, turn into gray.

Before your eyes I became 
the silent poet, longing for your warm
embrace when winter, again, comes. 


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I Think I can

I was playing a game
When my brother came
He is a great fool
Who kept a strict rule
He was very cruel
And we both use to have a dual
He began to use sharp tool
To he went to high school
My mother is very kind
She is always at the behind
Helping me in all kind
She always use to teach 
With a beautiful speech
Until the top I reach
Then about my ambition
This has a long mission
I want to be a business man
I think I can


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God Has You....A Dedication To The Victims Of V. Tech

Your smiling faces
Promising futures you had
But someone full of hate
Who blamed his ills on others
Instead of taking responsibility for them
Has ended the lives of happy, loving people
Something he was not
Your family, your friends
And the  nation are grieving
Those who knew and loved you
Will never forget you
You still live on
In memory
Your souls are with our father
God has you
 



I dedicate this to the families and friends who lost their loved ones. God Bless!


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My Aphrodite

Laying next to you by this rushing bayou I marvel in awe of  you a miracle I cant 
live without you. Graciously your beauty lifts me unforgiven your kisses breath life 
into me. No vivid metaphor of love can describe you dynamic and tremendous I'm 
unworthy of you. Harmonized forever I stand by you embrace me immaculate 
angel there is no where I'd rather be then here with you loving me.


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I Have A Right To Live

 Hello Mommy
I'm growing inside of you
I wish you could see
my little hands
my little feet..... developing

I can hear your voice
It sounds troubled

Strange noises come from you
Is  it the sound of tears

Shouldn't you be happy
I'm growing inside of you

Something is wrong
What are they doing to me

I'm growing inside of you
I have a right to live


  Note: My personal feelings on abortion.


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My Mind

I'm trapped
Locked inside my mind
Screaming to deaf ears
Crying to blind eyes 
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Day always night
Darkness invading innocent hearts 
Always seeing bad things happen
People's sanity coming undone
Moon dead
Sun vanished, stars hidden
Evil being unleashed
Good cowering behind fear
Seeing everything my mind invents 
People dying, hearts broken
Nowhere to hide 
Nowhere to run
Crying to blind eyes
Screaming to deaf ears
Locked inside my mind
I'm trapped


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One's Inner Mind

Anger and sadness combined into a blend.
Expressing your feelings that lie within.
Not able to understand or say anything.
Your life you live, the impossible seems like a dream.
Heated and tired of self-playing games.
While hurting others, don't point or say no ones name.
Everyone is or should be treated the same.
Listening to my heart can make a torch burst into flames.
Proving your point on paper, not able to say a word.
Can't understand this feeling, feeling lower than a curb.
Pain is love, but pain can be worser than that.
Because pain falls into anger, leaving sadness without a partner at back.
Feeling lost, helpless and hurt within my eyes, I blink.
Able to stand, but fall within every 5 steps, I sink.
Needing a powerful prayer only signifies that I need God’s help.
Pain and unhappiness is something I've always felt.
Wishing all my inner feelings I couldn’t ever kept.
Wanting to say how I feel, but my words hold me back.
Eager to say something, but there's no love on my track.
The love I had was bunched into a pack.
It was thrown away, while my mind was hacked.
Waiting to speak and let my mind flow and go through.
Still waiting for my impossible dreams to come true.


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CLASSIFICATION

NOW LET ME CLASSIFIED THE PROM OF 2009 IT CALL ADAM THE REAL CLASSIFICATION. ADAM IS CLASSIFED AS A WHITE MAN. NOT BLACK MAN SEE ADAM WAS SEND DOWN HERE TO TAKE CARE OF THE LAND. NOT A BLACK MAN HE WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD. CLASSIFIED THE REAL LIFE OF EDUCATION OF THIS WORLD, ADAM IS WHAT THIS WORLD NEED SOME ONE TO TAKE CARE OF THIS WORLD BUT THE BLACK MAN HAVE DESTROY.THE WORLD.  ADAM   MADE THE WORLD HISTORY AND NOT IN A SCHOOL BOOK BUT IN THE LAMB OF LIFE BOOK. ADAM IS THE PROVIDE, AND THE PASS GRAND FATHER OF THE WORLD. SO NOW IF YOU SEEN THIS BOOK CALL THE BIBLE YOU SEE THAT GOD DIDN’T SEND A BLACK MAN TO TAKE CARE OF  THE WORLD AND GOD KNOWS WHAT IS GOOD AND THAT IS LIGHT NOT DRAK. SO LET ME CLASSIFIED THE EDUCATION FOR YOU AND I SEND YOU TO RIGHT TO THE BIBLE.


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Sometimes

Where do we go when we go away?
Where do I go when I want to stay?
Sometimes I am lost and I can not see.
“God”, I look up and all I can do is pray.
Sometimes it is hard for me to even believe.
And then sometimes you set me so free!
Why does it have to be this way?
What is it that you need for me to say?
Sometimes I run free with the night.
“God”, I look around and I find my prey.
Sometimes I can see the crystal clear light.
And then sometimes I enhance my very own fight.

What mountain do you need for me to climb?
Where am I destined in this blessed and holy time?
Sometimes heaven is right at my front door.
“God”, I look down and even I can draw the line.
Sometimes I push for your all or more.
And then sometimes I am my own warrior.
Why do I balance these things with you?
What is it that you need for me to do?
Sometimes I just wonder why.
“God”, I am looking all around simply passing through.
Sometimes I am just tired and want to sit down for a cry.
And then sometimes I know that I have always been the one that tried.


© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Its Only Me

At me I see you looking unsuspiciously... from the corner of my eye. Your stare is what I see... Do you have poor judgement? Or Is their just no one else around? Im no one special just look at what youve found If you look my way a little longer youll find a sight to see.... I cant surely promise you that it isnt me I understand though and thank you for the thought But Im not what your looking for..... Just look what little Ive got Who your looking for it couldnt be me..... Take a look again Its only me..........


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The Hobo Butterfly

I've been worried lately.

I cry inside, and my smile 
is just above the surface of
my lips.

Often I'm afraid someone 
may see that it isn't always
the genuine smile I claim it 
to be.

I don't see me; accomplished, 
and
I don't see failure either.

I see someone who is 
stuck-

With seemingly no way to
scramble out. 
To wriggle free, and spread 
her wings....
As if emerging from inside of
a coccoon. 
A butterfly, transformed
from that of a lowly caterpillar.
Yet still afraid to fly, but longing
to soak up the wind blowing upon
her fragile newborn wings.

I wish sometimes I were a hobo.

Where my only worry would be
when I could hop the next train;
destination unknown.

No distractions.
No worries.

Just me and the train.

Nothing but the roar of the 
wheels humming against the track.
Vibrations coming through the steel 
of the rail car, into the pit of my being.

My bones rumbling.
My core trembling.
My soul shaken.
My heart, mending.

My wings finally, 
fluttering.

When that train stops:
(I will)
Fly away free.


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Life Surrounded by Death

The black sand,
On the land of death
Is the only thing
That made the flower stand,


This flower is living while dying
it's smiling while crying
it's living surrounded by death
it's feeling happy while feeling depressed
it's seeing darkness while seeing light
it's living day while living night
it's living everyday waiting for tomorrow
it's praying for God to feel no more sorrow
looking up and never looking down
listening to its soul and no other sound
flying in the sky while standing on the ground
watering itself by tears of angels
that fall all around...


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Angels of Mercy

I‘ve an Angel of Mercy watching over me,
His eyes are watching me from sea to sea.

Staggeringly, I did stand there and I waited for only one who really knew.
Balanced by shining Stars, the universe earned my golden wings of two.

I fly high above from worlds torn apart by a magnificent set of three.
Cast down to Earth the galaxies spread far and apart just to be free.
We watch and we sit as we wonder when will all of this be?
Angels of Mercy balance the scales of lighter years that shall come to be.
I rise above Seas and Skies that can not set a boundary high enough for me.          .

Scattered by harvested seeds delusions are sent plentifully my way,
Up and down I am this way this day and I shall make my own way.

You feel, you see, but you can not believe that it is me, the pure and true one.
Angels of Mercy hear my plea, for I believe and soon I will be forever done!

Flying here and flying over there,
Only you know how much I truly care.
Angels of Mercy be on your merry way!

Me and mine will peacefully war with every single one of you,						
Eternally conquering exactly what I as one have set out to do!         


®Registered:   Ann Rich   2004


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Temperance

A lost of temperance
Must be a waste of time
Fore neither of the same
Shall their ever be two
Separate they may seem

GF


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Granny

Odessa W. Connell
You never knew
But you were a source of strength  
My admiration for you knew no depth
So hard working
Faithful to God
My mind wanders back to your rose garden
Beautiful beyond words
The fragrance  
Intoxicating
You stood tall and proud
Divorcing, with six  offspring needing you
At  the time
Almost unheard of
Just over a year now
Since our heavenly father called you home
 Granny, I loved you
Now and then
May your sweet soul rest in peace


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Larvae (part 1)

I am a walking fetus, worm-like crawling alone
Its sad, because as a baby I've yet found a place to call ''home''
Ouch, my stomach is grumbling, from the ever-lasting hunger
Mommy, Daddy, where are you is all I ever wonder
Is this how life goes, I'm struggling day-to-day to live
I shouldn't be feeling like this, I'm a larvae, a kid
It's winter and its cold, I feel walked on like the green mold
This time of the year I should have someone to hold
Not to mention the ruthless autumn that just passed
I was trapped under endless leaves and feeling like I'm masked
Spring, I never saw, maybe I'll live to see the next one
If I'm able I would go downtown and sight-seer near the lake-front
Summer was a bummer, every single day its hot and humid
I'm the prey of the birds, to crawl around do I look stupid
If something is going to happen with my life it has to happen now
I will not sink beneath my anguish but battle on is what i vow
I'm getting tired of almost being stepped on and ran over
As soon as I get my chance at it, this world I will take over
Then I start to fell helpless like now, It wasn't meant to be
Thats when an agonizing pain starts to bind all over me
What is going on, I'm paralyzed, I can't move any of my tiny little feet
Ohh great, now I have a set of headlights coming toward me
I'm looking in fear of being crushed by what seems to be a cadillac
Then the universe spins me around and my whole world turns black... 


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Thinking

Yellow, blue, purple, green
all these colors surround me,
as I sit on the grass
looking up
at the sun
thinking about my future
what will I do?
who will I be?
where will I go?
questions fill my mind
but I forget about them
and
paint a rainbow in the sky


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Soldier

    Dear Lord,

                       You are the reason now for everything I do,
               Because You are the reason I choose to see life through.

              All the hopes and dreams I have are hinged upon my Faith,
          That You will keep Your promises through Your abounding Grace.

                          I know you are real, and great and true,
                                     I am answering Your call.

                  I know of Your great love for me, what I don't know is
                                                       Why...

                  For I never sought to please You God; I didn't even try.

             Those days are gone, You have changed my heart, and now
                                                  I understand.
                So now I won't waste this life no more, I place it in Your
                                                         Hands.

                No matter what You call me for, Your words I will obey,
                 With confidence You will smile upon this Soldier that,
                                              YOU HAVE MADE...

                                                                                                    2-23-06


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Nothing Matters

The loss of love causes a broken heart
The loss of hope leads to a broken spirit, and a life without dreams  
A life without dreams is a life of only existence... and apathy


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I know My Destiny

 
A journey lies before me
Long and winding road
I cannot ignore what my heart cries

 I may stumble
Maybe even fall
But pick myself up I will
And continue on

My place, in this vast universe 
Is to bring aid to others
So at peace
When I know I've helped

God travels with me
In him I trust
My dreams will come
I know my destiny




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I saw A Face

Knew that I wanted to
But not knowing what to expect
I looked at pictures
Angels needing help
Then I saw him
I saw a face
A darling named Nishantha
At once, this was meant to be
Two magical years later
I still sponsor this sweet boy



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Dreams

 
The glistening stars
In the night time heavens
Can I wish upon one
Hoping my dreams come true

Forever love
Soul mates
Does it exist
Can two actually become one








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Brittle

Twisted into the shape of  a jagged diamond, 
i squeeze tightly in aspiration not to lose my bloody grasp, 
cutting me to peices but i do not let go 
as i watch the life  continually flow out of us both,
 the one jewel in my ragged tore down world 
i wish to hold as a keepsake for all of time, 
but i have done nothing more than deminish your true value, 
in my hands your shine has been lost, 
you validity has wore thin,
 and your strength has come tumbling to an end, 
for i have loosened my grip to find 
there is only a hardened rock 
where my prized possesion once lay resting


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Laptop

I am compact and have a grayish-white skin
I have neither beliefs, nor a great sentiment
Whatever I am asked I do it instantaneously
Just as one wish, unmarked by hate or love
I am not lazy, or a busy body, only obedient



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She's a Blessing

She could've been died
She could've been pearlized
She could've been torn in between the two
She didn't know what to do but,
I know one  thing I will always love this person
This person is my mama 
I'm glad god kept her on earth
To show me things that I never seen
God Thank You for letting my mama live to see each an everyday
I'm glad God kept my mama on earth to show me the steps an every each way
I love my mama with all my heart
Without her my life would be in the dark
but,
She's not gone, I want no longer be alone
It was hard at first but,
I learned it was for better or worst
That's why she is a blessing to me and everyone
She's a living testimony
Without her my life is incomplete and lonely 
I learn my Lesson
My Mom Is A Blessing


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REFUSE

I refuse to be another black victim.
I will be great i care not to be less.
I refuse to ware a bar code across my chest.
I refuse to let a whit tee on a throwback jars in press me.
I hate been how many kids do you have when a man approaches me.
I want to flip from urban to  corpate measures.
I want to gain the knowledge of the earth not just for my own measures.
I want to rip Christ to the fullest with no regent. 
My only regent is the stigma that the blacks in past have set,
Like going to jail,bragging bot bail, cursing in church,
Mainly the with in the ministers of our church.
I refuse to let my people be labeled as tempery.
Iplanting a seed not just for the moment but one thats lengdeary .
As for satstics my mother broke the mood.
And i feel that its my job as
the next generation to countiue in it
LIKE I SAID BEFORE I WILL NOT BE 
ANOTHER
 BLACK
 VICTIM


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Tears

I am a physical sign of sadness,
A glistening show of emotion.
I express feelings of anger, happiness, sadness,
And even fear, laughter, love, or relief.

I am the release of thoughts held back,
Things not said, and bottled emotions.
My purpose is to relieve you
Of your strongest feelings.

I help people work through long held issues,
And relieve them of stress.
Many people are ashamed of me,
But you can’t control what’s inside.

Most of the time I am cried because
Someone I trust has hurt me.
I try to act strong, but I have to let go
Of the tied up emotions held back too long.

I shine and reflect 
As I flow uncontrollably 
From your clouded eyes.
Burning your cheek
As I fall carelessly down your face.


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Time's Up

How time doth flow,
Like grains of sand,
From the bony fingers,
Of death’s cold hand.

A blood stained scythe,
His weapon of choice,
A broken hourglass,
His haunting voice.

His cold blade hacking,
Piercing skin and bone,
No time for forgiveness,
No time to atone.


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I Wed Thee

The eyes of God are in these eyes standing here when I look at you. 
My salvation! You’re honest and true crying real teardrops of heartfelt tears.
As the Sun sets by night and rises to the dawning of our blessed brand new day, 
I Wed Thee to the very best of the all there’ll ever be of me.
I promise to cherish the smile upon your face and to conquer your early morning hidden fears
I promise to abide abundantly to a heavenly scent that comes from me through you,
Forever I’m your lock and you my Master Key!
The eyes of God are in the eyes of you!
My breath, my life, and all of my existing meaning, 
I do Wed the “Most Honorable Husband in Thee”!
As the Moon lights the evening skies and fulfills these promising days, 
I Wed Thee to everything God ever meant for you in this world to be.
I promise to adore your brilliance and to magnify your streaks of gold in the Sun’s blinding glare! 
I Wed Thee to a most promising brand New prospering Year!
I promise to Love, Honor, and Respect your wisdom for many lives that shall follow and proceed! 
Following you, I am always so very close when you’re near.
I Wed Thee and by these hands we shall forever be blessed and correctly fed.
I Wed Thee, by my God given name and I now declare our all a final by being done and said!

®Registered: Ann Rich  2002


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Be Free

Why be content to live a mediocre life 
Don't stifle yourself
Always pleasing others 
in the end, we have only ourselves 
Rushing, here and there
Some are afraid to look within
So content, or so it seems. with what life has presented them 
But life didn't hand it on a silver platter
It was chosen
We make the decisions on our course
In the morning, off to work
Are you happy 
Fullfilled
Do you say yes
When you really long to scream no
Are you the abiding child
Is your spouse your true love
Is it easier to just go through the motions of life
Instead of being faithful to you
One life we have
To be true to ourselves
Who we really are
Look deep, very deep within
Find the soul that longs to live in a world you can call your own
Learn about you
Be free



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Shimmering Leaves

Looking high at the top of a tree
Leaves glisten dancing in the sun
Seems the rest of them stand shaded 
Quiescently as their day is done~

Giant Fichus grows steadily higher
Gaining momentum in the bright sun
Extending branches lingering out             
A thick winding trunk of merging fun~

Piling underneath this grand tree 
Fallen dead leaves bathe in the sun
Congregating turning to mulch 
One more purpose they’re almost done~

Imagining superb life unfair
Comparing life to leaves in the sun
Like the sparkling trees tallest leaves 
Position has bearing on every one~


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All in All

Riding in the winds of humbled inspiration,
I’m coming for a mighty restoration!
Stars so bright, lights increase by a great number.
The Moon leads the day its way.
Riding in much thunder,
Bolt by bolt, all in all it’s but a ray!
Soaring in clouds of separation,
I’m going for a mighty preparation!
Skies so blue, seashores engulfed by a great encumber.
The Sun bleeds the only ray.
Soaring in much wonder,
Beam by beam, all in all I’m on my way!
All in all, dashing through every ray!
All in all, I’m shining in the light of today!

® Registered: Ann Rich 2002


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Moments

In the distance of a midnight prayer you may ask, that you be heard by the Master, 
As you send your request asking for guidance, and comfort through certain 
moments of your life

Or when you take a stand for all you believe, and place in yourself only words 
that “I will succeed”, To fall short balled around on your own heel, and it leaves 
you weary and you do not know in the moment how to feel

The end is near to finish it all off, you spend sometime piecing it together the 
road at the path you once did chose. Finding it was all worth it no matter the 
gains, and what you did lose, You take a moment to catch your breath to receive 
your own just reward from the short task goals you have just performed

Yes moments like these are in our lives, and with out them well we would not be 
able to take time for one self, To reflect who we are and what we believe, When 
the day comes to the end I we can only hope to reflect did we spend our time 
wisely on this wondrous day

LDN


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Flower

the flower blooms 
with innocent hue
waltzes in fantasy

then, a messy rain 
catches a glimpse 
of its softness, ‘til

it blushes away…
and withers alone 
in a pang of guilt


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MUTUALLY UN SUPPORTING

My heart is beating yet
my lung yet breathing
my eyes yet facing the queen
of myself thy love
      — (Thou thank your creator . . . )
But, obviously in degrees
in other side
your wearing breasts in a practical nude                                                                                     
your truly wearing encounter-leg
by 75% nude
sneak of a stylish whole
Over a break surround the hole.
Over reacting is you practically
in imitation, from my death 
by had said
it without a giving of indication
of snaking-back in your mind
you had ever caressed me
May be-yes!
In ignore tab imagination.


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Give Way

Could I tell you that your special, and would you believe it with your own eyes

Or can you see it without a mirror, or would you get lost in your soul searching 
leaving you mesmerized

But come what may in what I call you, or what it simply seems to be

For you are very special, and it sometimes may take a life time to see

Am I saying it because of the things you do or say

Or am I just saying these words to make you feel that way

So you can give into your expectations each passing day

No your special alright, that's what I know and see

And no matter what other's may think and say

For my dear give way for they can never truly see what it is I see and why your so 
very special to me

LDN


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The Sun

Bravely it roams around the details of life independently.
Slowly it seems to emulate memories of those foretold.
Boldly it displays the richness, its knowledge profoundly.
Never disappearing, escaping the season of cold.
Though it may anticipate the darkness of one case,
Jealousy never affects any partition that remains seen.
Tears will never flow as known by a human face.
Though the shrouds of tears are still crystal clean,
Smiles briskly displayed in its aperture, sensed deeply.
Frowns as well glisten bright depicted upon the mind.
Sadness not categorized within its realm, even meekly.
Happiness integrated forever from the orbit we find.
Dependent for life we have worshiped and adored true.
Capturing intensity, we endure its survival, without a clue.


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YOU WALKED OUT MY LIFE

I love you why didn’t you
Mean what you said.
You told me you would never leave
My stupid self believed you.
Everything was going all right.
Yes we had our ups and downs every night
All that stuff you would say to me 
You did nothing but used and abused me.
We were together two damn years
Was she them years.
You told me you never cared about your ex
That she was nothing 
I will never forget.
I loved you for you even though you never had much
I believed in trust.
I thought you said money can’t buy you love.
Why did you leave me for her?
Is it because she has money, house, and car?
I just want you to know that you were my first love and 
I will never forget that then you had the nerve to tell me
Lets be friends 
Like that’s going to work, I can’t see you with her.
I can’t call you on the phone. You don’t even stay at
Home.
I was so comfortable around you
I could talk to you about anything.
I felt like an angel when I was in your arms.
Now I am here all alone
Wondering what went wrong.
Day by Day I will move on. 
Your love is like a sad song.


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On The Other Hand

The crying game
The burdened tears,
That follow hearts
Throughout,
Life and all her
Promises,
The failures 
That she counts,

On one hand
With an empathy,
She aptly calls
To play,
Amongst the 
Soulless symphonies
Whose sympathy
Betrays,

The wistful wit
With which 
She hints
That all has yet
To pass,
Throughout 
The rhythmic
Ridicule that
Only seems 
To last,

As long as we
Remain astute,
Unwilling to deny,
That those who seek
Enlightenment,
Expect a sure reply.


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Answering Machine

I am not ashamed, if, I am that black and small
I have the patience of the saints and time for all
And, whenever I am called I answer right away
Just as from anybody, whether a friend or enemy
I take greetings, news, gossips, and all messages
I keep it just as it is, and I never throw it in a bin  
Oh! I am not really talkative, only a good listener


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Natural breath

Whispers in my ear,
tussling of my hair,
and sweeping me
off my feet.
Wrapping a blanket
around me,
warmth engulfs my form,
new breath, 
blown gently upon my skin.
Goose pimples,
shivers down my spine;
bodily senses pricked
top to toe....
as you encircle me,
I move to find comfort.
Willing you to climax,
that I might find satisfaction,
a quieter state of mind,
a stillness,
as the sun shines once more.
I anticipate your return...



Author's notes

Okay, so this is slightly different from me....I wanted to kind of personify the wind here; 
making the reader unsure as to whether it were a lover I was thinking of.... Try re-reading 
thinking of it the other way, I think it works.....


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Blank Slate 5-7-03

So she made a few mistakes
She didn’t even mean to make them
Now she might as well not try
To put on her happy face
Because no one cares if she starts to cry.


She’s apologized and begged forgiveness 
But no one listens ‘cause they don’t believe in second chances
It’s like she’s not even there
She’s just a whisper in this new world
And it’s not fair.


What would she give to start all over?
What would she give for a place where no one knows her name?
A place where she has no reputation
A place where she’s made no mistakes
What would she for a blank slate?


It’s like everybody else is perfect
Like they got something pure to compare to her to
Everybody’s done something at least one thing wrong
They’ve got some starches on their cup of life.


So why do they make her like she doesn’t belong?


Mistakes are always part of the past
And even though, that is why it shapes our future.
You can learn from both of them
Well, this girl has been taught by all her bad choices
And she’s never gonna make them again.


What would she give to start all over?
What would she give for a place where no one knows her name?
A place where she has no reputation 
A place where she’s made no mistakes
What would she give for a blank slate?


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The Flower And The Weed





The weed is jealous looking over to next door,
                       that pleasant flower whose most adored.
It eyes the style and mimics through its bloom
                       but there was only room for one to groom.
The clippers controlled by human hands
                       Decided first who was meant to leave the land.
The weed did fear for he only wanted love
                       But clipped away and jumped afar above.
 


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Mind Power

Mind Power
    Power concedes nothing without demand. It never did and it never will. Find out 
just what people quietly submit to and you have found out the exact measures of 
injustice and wrong, which will be imposed upon them.
                                                                                   (Fredrick Douglas)
 
Mind power is very important. It isn’t something that you can buy. You can prepare 
yourself for mind power by making a deal. The deal is that you have to do your 
best in everything that you do. You can’t let anyone or anything get to you. Take 
pride in yourself. Define yourself. If you take this passage deep into your heart 
and soul then you can become very strong and bold to take over the world. If you 
have this feeling you have the mind power to do anything that you want to do. But 
remember you can’t let anyone take it away from you because the power is yours.


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A Bullet

A bullet gets out of a pistol
Flying in the air like a shining crystal
Moving really fast without turning back
Straight ahead without changing its track
Knowing its way without confusion
Living reality but no illusion
BANG! it hits a wall
BANG! it's in the air but then it falls,
But it always does what it has to do
No matter where, no matter why
It knows that reality is just true!


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Oh, Morning Rose

Oh, morning rose,
So full of prose;
Greet the early sun with your pinkish cheeks;
As I see you glisten thru the day,
Happy and proud I am; 
And, when times come for you to write 
Your own cause, remember me, 
Your oldie prose, always, I’ll be.

 


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Valley

The place where I walk
And journey day to day
Is where shadows lurk
And death is but a step.
Fear rushes all around
To paralyze my movement,
But a monument I will not be.
Ravens send me bread.
Brooks are my drink,
And my soul is restored.
I have comfort in the night.
Though sometimes lonely,
I am not forlorn.
I will not be afraid.
Green grass is my bed
Until morning dew wakes me.
His mercies will help me
Reach the foot of the mountain.


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Excited Winds


As the wind blows
I almost know
I can feel the thrill
Without one kill

As the wind talks
I start to walk
No one understands
A man with no hands

As the wind yowls
It sounds like howls
Like women in need of money
Or craving for some honey

As the wind weeps 
I get the creeps
It sounds like cries 
When someone dies


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Fond Reminders

If fond reminders seek a passion void
Then leave without a voice of "I love you"
Make him feel that you are still annoyed
And lead him to this place without a view.

That this allure has possibly been used
It far outstretches things beyond his reach,
He doesn't mean to show what seems abused
But manfully designed he's lost for speech.

Yet wait, the full intent of passion fills
What seeing less of you has seemed to be
He wants to understand you, with these skills
That taught him, most of all, 'It's not just me'.

While closer you've become while there are two
Converse in turn, just listening content
Creating words with meaning, ones that woo,
You back again without the need for vent.  

And gradually the sway of tides embrace
Can sunsets on horizon sleep in peace,
'Love', is such a word that shows the face
With smiles that no frustration can release.


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A Taurean's Nature

When His dreams becomes visible by word expressions, then He's going to 
become Po @ It( poetic), but when His dreams becomes a reality then he is 
considered Rich @ It!!!


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Free

All these words I read
their power
Like a forest fire or a river wild
pure power is in their hands
These words I read
their freedom
Like a child's laughter or a sparrow flying
the world is in their hands
The words I read
hold in their hands
my ability to be free


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She Stands

She stands at the harbor door
so strong, her heart of stone
is like one of a Saint.
Her eyes of wisdom have seen
the coming of greatness, and
she welcomes them, much as a 
mother cuddling her newborn babe.
A sight to behold for many a lost vessel,
searching for the comfort, once forsaken
needing refugee in safe arms.
Tears she has dried, while allowing dreams
to become reality, with new found hope.
A giver of compassion, love, and acceptance,
never swaying, she stands.
A beacon of warmth as a new life begins,
guarding the rights, and safety for all.
Yes, she stands at the door.



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The Lighthouse

There you stand in your deepest thoughts     
but alert and awake, all senses ready;           
thru bleak days and stormy weathers         
you keep watch in the night till morning.                

Such a sad solitary creature you are,                                   
seemingly lost and oh, so forlorn;                                                    
many a life would have been wasted            
without you to guide them to shore.                         

You know exactly when to spot trouble -             
sailors you brought home to safety,                            
weary travelers to hearth and family,             
but after it all you’re back on your own.              

Yet in the deafening quiet and stillness,                       
you never once even complained                             
nor whined about this life’s inequity                             
for you knew the role you must play.                    

Your aloneness you willingly accepted                           
because it’s what makes you complete,             
for looking after the lives of others                               
is a burden you have gladly taken.                                           

Would they ever try to understand you                                  
and give thanks for all that you've done?                           
or take the time to pat you on the back                        
and take you like a new-found friend?                     

What a thankless job you have, brother,                 
yet there lies the purpose of your being;          
maybe that’s precisely the reason why                         
you’ll not waste your time complaining.        


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a letter from Paul

In the New Testament we see that Paul sent a recommendation
with instructions to Timothy on how to preserve his salvation
Paul had written epistles to many of the churches
letters full of spirituality and on how to worship
he said the Gospel, the Good News will always be the main point
the words for one to live by so that to them God may anoint
you need to be girded up in order to preserve your faith
and watch out for those false teachers 
and make believers who are always lying in wait
Paul wrote this letter of encouragement, support and concern
It was a reminder for Timothy to utilize all the knowledge that he'd learn
for Timothy was a destined disciple, a child of God from the start
he had an inherited belief that was entrenched in his heart

so how does anyone measure true faith?
do you use a system of scales and weights?
faith is a belief based solely on your actions
faith is the whole of you and not just a fraction
faith is more than just a feeling
faith is the state of just believing

God gave you a unique skill, a special talent, He gave you a gift
It was a show of grace so use it to help others spirits to be lift
God gave you power and a great strength
to go the distance, to go the entire length
depend on the Lord to move and guide you
rely on His promises for they are sure and true
let go and let God and with your gift be stirred up
let the Holy Spirit continue to refill your cup

so watch out for those Tates and others like them in the church
be aware of the spirit of negativity that around them lurks
Old Man Tate is just one big know-it-all
Mother Hesitate is always trying to stop and stall
Sister Agitate is always trying to stir up some mess
Brother Irritate always irksome and no church business can progress
Deacon Vegetate sitting in the pew always in the same spot
Cousin Imitate always wanting to copy what everyone else has got
Trustee Potentate thinks he's the big man on the church scene
but the Choir Director Devastate, that's one member who's just plain mean
but Facilitate is the only member in the Tate clan
who could be a blessing to a spirit-filled man

so let the Holy Spirit call to your remembrance all that you've learned
you have a gift and a belief system and the spirit to discern
God gave you power, love and a sound mind for a reason
just don't worry about the Tate clan for they will get theirs in due season




 







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Off and On

Yesterday I lived in a different world.
A world filled with anger, selfishness, and a need for belonging.
Today I'm here, in a place unknown to most.
A place with warmth, comfort, where I am to belong.

My switch is either on or off.  
From world to world I willing allow it to happen.
With faith in myself to know Im where I am for a reason.
A reason at times unknown to me, but in time I see.


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I fell in love last nite

I fell in love last nite 
I let my inhibitions go
I put pen to paper 
and I just wrote 
You see the paper
is my perfect mate
just as much as 
a blinking cursor
awaiting the first word
That blank sheet 
symbolizes everything
that is me 
I am a palate 
waiting to be painted
I love how I can relate
So carefully he caresses
my deepest emotions out of me
So patiently he listens to my side
I couldn't imagine life without him
I could spend all nite just looking into his eyes
One night with him and I give birth to miracles
I fell in love last nite
with this paper and pen
I came to him sad and lonley
He wiped my tears away 
Told me not to be afraid
I never knew how deeply a pen and paper
could affect me 
Until I wrote something down 
using my lovers amazing skills
and released all the pain 
onto my pen and papers shoulders
 


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Behind These Walls

Being set free is all you think about
Sitting behind these green doors and wanting to get out
Looking around at these bare white walls
Thinking to myself how could i fall
Fall into this hole so big and deep
Wanting so bad to fall asleep
How can i fall asleep with a peace of mind
Knowing that some c.o.'s are not so kind
I didn't come expecting to be treated like a queen
But respect is due we are human beings
I sit up in this place until late at night
Wandering to myself is everything right
Go to sleep they say with the light in my face
Please LORD just take me out of this place
Wake up at 5 a.m. to cover a mat
Can't do nothing but be sleepy and sat
Rubbing your eyes trying to think of what you can do for now
Can't do nothing but sit til 6 until they holler for chow
Lock Down Lock Down is all we hear all day
An hour, 30 min, that's no time anyway
So lock us down for one day and soon you will know
That hollering at us was just a show
So be careful C.O.'S of what you might say
Because your time will come on JUDGEMENT DAY !!