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Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

After All is Said and Done

I wrote this random rap song just yesterday! Have a blast, reading it! :D
"We shall all be like magnets,
Connecting to God's Laws in perfect symmetry 
We shall all shine as the sun,
Glorifying the son of God in perfection and ecstasy 
We shall all master the self,
Harvesting God's enlightenment, taking wing of our destiny" - a preacher poet once said...I'm afraid he's sleeping in his holy bed (hahaha sorry lame joke...no anger I should provoke) 

{INTRO} love isn't a game of cheats and greets 
Beats me that you treat me like leftover beets - How discreet like hidden chocolate neat treats 
You deserve a punch in the face with a trace of these sick beats played in repeat...tap your feet to my feats   
I wear a grimace on my face 
Cuz I've been face to face with the disgrace before me - that's me 
I can't keep pace with your rapid race
I just want you to abide by my side and subside from negativity 

{VERSE 1} Yes, you're going to go away 
You're going to go away
No, you're going to go away
You're going to run away 
Into the forest of lies...
Into the wilderness of goodbye's...
You were always on my mind like lullabies...
I got betrayed by you many times and you drifted away from the path of peace...boy, how time flies...
Now, I'm stand tall
I'm stand tall
Through it all...
I got through it all
Why so fixated on your free-fall?
You must stand your ground like a fearless wall 
I know you've been tossed to and fro like a ball 
You're my favorite, flawless masterpiece and a mighty tease - oh please 
You're too entitled to your frowned-upon stubborn opinion 
You're remarkable, but judgmental - please don't hurt me again and put my whole life at ease 
Peeling you until you're gone
Feeling me like a darksome sun

Hmmmmm
Ahhhhhhhh 
Oooooh ohhhhh 
Mmmmhmmm 

{PRE-CHORUS} Lifted higher by your sheltering Sun-ray
Mmmhmm Ahhh ooh ohhh 
Fly away! Fly away, refrain from lingering around me...making me go insane 
Fear and hope rattles my bones this dismal day 
Ahhhh ohhhhh mmmhmm 
That moment! That moment between us was a sacred serenity - feeling a thousand tons of shame on my lamentable lane
You make me smile...
But, not in a million miles or so...oh oh...
Will I love you for awhile
All because I love you for eternity though 
Watchin' tv with my buddy
My companion, my champion like somebody 
I used to know long ago,
But forget it though - 
It's not important to the ears to hear
Just hold my hand a while, my dear

{DUET} Somethin' in me has died when I was on my bipolar ride so wide 
Cuz I'm missin' someone deep inside - I don't know why I cried 
The physical appearance can injure the soul in contrite 
We need to set our focus on the positive light, not in the negative night

{CHORUS} doo (x10)
Doo (x20) ...etc.
Fly away from the demons that say you're not good enough...
You didn't want my assistance - only my hesitance and my forgiveness 
After all is said and done, I gotta say that life has been so tough...on you and I and it hits us rough...
It's none of my concern that you were deserted and were in distress and you're an awful mess I must address 
Yes, you're going to go away 
You're going to go away
No, you're going to go away
You're going to run away 
I'll give you half of my success progress
So please don't weep, please don't leave in distress...
You're here to express, 
Not to impress 
I love you...
Yet, I don't too...
More or less...(x2)

Ooooh
Ooooooh
Ahhhhh
Mmmmhmmmm

{VERSE 2} This time, I've cried so many tears for so many years (I'm blind) 
Oh oh oh oh....
Yes, I tried to save you from the callous fears (in mind) 
Heal the scars, 
Countless like stars
Defeated by you 
You and your bewildering ways...
I let you go cuz I let you down when I went through those wretched days
Bye, bye...
Balloon 
I can't deny...
We'll see each other soon
In another maroon moon
Peel away the pain of your radiantless rain 
You're perfectly not in tuned with my heart and there's no happiness to gain, save the pain of losing you in my thought train 
Next subject...don't hate, appreciate DAMN - 
Don't reject, accept me for who I am 
There's no logical reason to turn back to the past
Let yourself look forward to the future so vast and oh so fast at last! 

Hmmmmm
Ahhhhhhhh 
Oooooh ohhhhh 
Mmmmhmmm 

{PRE-CHORUS} 

{DUET} 

{CHORUS} doo (x10)
Doo (x20) ...etc.

Ahhhhh hmmmm
Ooooh ohhhhhh 
Ehhhh mmmmmm 

{BRIDGE} *whisper* It just doesn't make sense
I guess I'm gullible and dense...a rubbish, some kind of nonsense
Fenced in my guilt and snowed under my envy 
My heart is bruised, my brain is abused, and you're accusing me...
Of losing a grip on reality...
Biting the bullet of regret...
Thought upon the aftershocks of your heartless neglect...
I bet you don't understand why I'm upset
All because you won't listen and you stare vacantly at me as if I'm a worthless insect 
You affected me... 
You infected me...
You directed me...
In the wrong route that led to my fatality...
My priceless fantasy pursues useless reality 
My heart is shattered like a mirror... 
I was your loyal keeper of your dreams, originated from heart and soul...not of error... 
This truth I cannot bear...
This lie is treating us so unfair...
Shards scattered on the floor
As if he doesn't care anymore
Anymore...
Anymore...
Let my wings of flight soar - I longed for this revelation in store and it's opened to me like an opportunity door...
All along, I was wrong - you weren't that special someone that I adore; what was I waiting for? 
You departed from my arms...
Sorry, our love lost value like unlucky charms 

(OUTRO) You ruined my self-esteem 
When I was living the dream I dream within a dream - at least, in my daydream and my nightdream 
I was riding clouds of gleam and steam and we, like bulbs, do beam
I thought we were one supreme team...
I hate me sometimes, my baby
But I can change me, you see 
I love you - now it's time for me to shine
Because, even though I can't change the things you do, you are fortunately mine 

"The breeze whips my curtains 
Grief sends me on a field trip to the warped-up road
But there's no logical reason to turn back in the past 
Let yourself look forward to the future
Let the dawn awaken 
Shun out the sadness that hangs on to you 
And let yourself grow and never look back 
At the warped-up road ~~~~ sway like the breeze at ease please...don't be that tease you were back then or I won't be infected by your delightful disease" - J W Earnings

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016

Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

Liquor of Lament: My Glass is Half Full

Verse 6: I've given up love countless times 
I needed to pay up for my heartbroken crimes
I already repented for my sins that made my high hopes paper-thin
Don't you feel that envy from deep within? 
Searching around, wondering where you've been  
Wander with me in the forest of faith and hear me out if you are all ears
Trying our best to pass the test that we detest 
Innocence clothed us before we lost it all through smiles and tears
Years later, we're still together, even when we rest...even though I act like a pest...
I'm impressed that you dealt with me so easily
I'm a smarter hard worker ever since you set me free
I'm a survivor 
I'm so much wiser
I'm a giver, not a taker 
I'm not a heartbreaker or a forsaker  
I'm a creator of healing grace unlike any other, so much joyful fruit to gather
Positive auras is what I get from the wisdom of our mighty Father

{pre-chorus}
{chorus}

Verse 7: I'm only human, so I'll be making my mistakes
I'm a lonely man, so I'll be praying for chances to belong 
I'm only human, so I'll be drinking the liquor of lament 
I'm a dog without an owner, so I'm writing this sad, yet from-the-heart song 
All my life, I've sharpened the knife of Shame
Shadows consume me and reflections haunt me...my past is a hideous name
My high spirits can't be tamed...I'm not the one to blame...
You came to me, you came to me and gave me wings to break free
In the darkness of my oblivion to illuminate me...
Never exiting this ecstasy next to sea

{pre-chorus}
{chorus}

Verse 8: Closing my eyes for the remedy of rest I've yearned for
Posing like a model next to a camera...snap pictures and explore
You are my drug of delight and I want you more and more 
You picked me off of the filthy floor 
I lay in clouds of regretless love that I covet
I can't get enough of it...so glad we met 
You made me wet with pleasures so swell 
Our kisses and hugs ring a bell...you were a friend that treated me so well
You're my heaven and I'm your hell...you forgave me for being selfish I can tell 
Never should've drank that liquor of lament 
That liquor, liquor, liquor of lament...not broken, just bent 

{pre-chorus}
{chorus}

Verse 9: I made that mistake that I can't undo...
Now I'm left to repent for the wrong I didn't mean to do 
I didn't mean to do
I'll blame it on my luv floo
You made me love you too
How could you?
I said hello to you; but in return, I get a goodbye of rue 
I aimed for the stars, but instead, I hit the moon
Take your time as you and I sing a most familiar tune
We are young in heart still...
Don't you act like a deadly pill...
Stop pulling my heart strings
Your rage is like a bee that stings 
I engage in the sensuality of my soul 
You're my lightingale and my clever tool 
You're the bleak poison that makes me weak
I'm avoiding another glass of fake gladness...I want to be sober and meek 
So, don't speak...
I don't want to hear your prideful greediness
I don't want to hear your madness, your sadness, your lack of progress 
Take all of me if I'm the boy you want 
Take all of me if I'm the boy you need
Take all of me
Take all of me
Before time runs out
Before hope turns to doubt 

{pre-chorus}
{chorus}

Verse 10: Life is card game
Strife won't leave me be 
My wild child heart needs to be tame
Oh I see, you don't love me
Our sex wasn't enough 
I didn't give it to you rough
I tried to act smart and tough
But I'm dealing with some difficult stuff
Take a bite into me
I'm the good apple that's pleasant for the eyes to see
Lick me up and down
I'm the tattoo mark on your skin, 
I'm your lover, your beloved kin...that covers up your sin
I'm the bandaid on your bullet wound of glory
I'm the tourniquet to your broken leg of inability 
You're the seed that planted itself in me 
You're the greed that took away my humble me, you see?

{pre-chorus}
{chorus}

Verse 11: Be considerate and keen for once in your life
Why do your harsh words cut like a jagged knife?
Oh no, I can't hold on to this anger, boiling in my blood 
Oh no, your paradise was spent on someone better than me...what's up with that, bud? 
Pin me down with your heavy load of appealing pleasure beyond measure
No kidding, you are the best compared to the rest that's for sure 
My heads under the surface of hopelessness Your head is in the clouds of solace
What's wrong with that picture?
You don't appreciate the hardships that I endure 
Your loyalty and patience is what I need
Your adoration is beyond sensation...I'm your top-notch weed 

{pre-chorus}
{chorus}

Verse 12: Your magical touch is too much to bear...you're the golden armor I wear
You're the surreal song on the radio - turn it up a hair
Everyone stops and stares at us as we run up the stairs 
You are my dream of reality that I dreamt of During nostalgic nights without you by my side 
You are the white dove of peace and pure love 
Abide by my side, my darling devil...where do you hide? 
Please don't hide...
Take me on a bumpy ride 

{pre-chorus}
{chorus}

Bridge: I'm the valley and you're the mountain
You're the flourishing flowers and I'm the fretful fountain 
You're my muse that rings in my head so true...you're the happy blues 
You're my black and white checkered rose in the field of gracious good news 
The world of woe seems to beat me down 
With mood swings and tragedy that burns on...
I'm a clown, wearing a frown 
I'm the dusk before nightfall and you're the dazzling dawn
I make out with my mesmerizing sunrise right before my eyes,
Right before my eyes, yeah
Reminds me of you on your happy-go-lucky days
I'm sorry that we went our separate ways...oh, our own separate ways 
Now, I'm gulping up liquor of lament 
Liquor, liquor, liquor of lament
A guilt that overflows 
Clearly, my shame shows
The wicked wind surely blows
When you and I express our highs and lows
Ooooh ooooh ooooh...
Ooooh ooooh ooooh...
Our highs and lows
Ooooooh...ooooh...ooh...

(Spoken) You walked out that door
You left me with the one you adore 
You pity yourself, but I ain't buying your product of insecurity
You belittle me with your rebellious spirit of nothing close to empathy 
You're a rebel and a liar 
I'm the hero and a warrior
Don't put a label on me 
Because I will burst in flames of anger and hostility 
I resent the person I've become 
Now, I'm feeling empty and numb 
Catch me as I fall and make me feel whole as well
Attach me to your passionate heart of titanium...can't help but be under your spell

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2015

Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

Live 2 B U

{intro}
(Whisper) mmmmhmmm
Turn me on by your tranquil, no-drama-no-trauma tune
It will be noon soon,
My sweet maroon moon
Don't panic, maniac of mine...you're swimming in your lament lagoon 
Ohhhhh...
Please
Hear me out 
At ease,
I hear your victory shout!!!

Ooooo I-I-I-I...

{verse 1} 
Naturally, out of breath
Out of hate's chains...
Strangely, the scent of death
Got graveyard brains...
Suicide takes a ride into my mind and heart
I didn't know my silver soul would break apart 
I just thought if I rot, I'd have a happy ending 
I just thought if I hurt myself, I would need mending 

{refrain}
I have an ability 
To see energy around a person, place or thing 
I have the capability 
To give up giving in to failure's success, making me feeling less than nothing and you're everything — in your self-absorbed life, am I anything?

{hook}
Rub your filth bubbles on me
I'm naked and ashamed, baby

{chorus}
Live to be you...
And I'll live to be me
You leave
I grieve 
I'm insecure with or without you by my side 
You cover up your negativity tide...where does your soul abide? 
Live to be you...
And I'll relive our moments of ecstasy 
You're timid 
I confidently get rid 
Of everything and everyone that reminds me of you...desperately in need of a beautiful bride 
I'm sorry for being bisexual when I should be straight, oh Lord of Accord...I'm overwhelmed by shame that embraces me long and wide...
I'm sorry that I heartlessly lied
To receive the truth
Of my hello that got goodbyed,
An ever-aching tooth 
Live 2 B U (x7)

Ooooo yehhhhhh 

{verse 2}
Give, don't get
Live with no regret 
Receive, let die
Let live, don't lie 
High until I hit a low 
Blessed breeze do blow
You know? Know? Know?
You blew up in front of me
I did dat too, I forgive easily 
I hold a grudge on my mistakes 
Putting everyone's lives at their own individual stakes 

{refrain}
I have an ability 
To see energy around a person, place or thing 
I have the capability 
To give up giving in to failure's success, making me feeling less than nothing and you're everything — in your self-absorbed life, am I anything?

{hook}
Rub your filth bubbles on me
I'm naked and ashamed, baby

{chorus}
Live to be you...
And I'll live to be me
You leave
I grieve 
I'm insecure with or without you by my side 
You cover up your negativity tide...where does your soul abide? 
Live to be you...
And I'll relive our moments of ecstasy 
You're timid 
I confidently get rid 
Of everything and everyone that reminds me of you...desperately in need of a beautiful bride 
I'm sorry for being bisexual when I should be straight, oh Lord of Accord...I'm overwhelmed by shame that embraces me long and wide...
I'm sorry that I heartlessly lied
To receive the truth
Of my hello that got goodbyed,
An ever-aching tooth 
Live 2 B U (x7)

Ooooooooo ahhhh

{verse 3}
Music makes me move 
Your hit makes me groove 
Show me your ways
Of one of those days 
I went through those
"Teen" phases...sending tingles from arms to toes, 
Counting my endless friends and foes...
I feel angst in a rebellious amount of rows 

{refrain}
I have an ability 
To see energy around a person, place or thing 
I have the capability 
To give up giving in to failure's success, making me feeling less than nothing and you're everything — in your self-absorbed life, am I anything?

{hook}
Rub your filth bubbles on me
I'm naked and ashamed, baby

{chorus}
Live to be you...
And I'll live to be me
You leave
I grieve 
I'm insecure with or without you by my side 
You cover up your negativity tide...where does your soul abide? 
Live to be you...
And I'll relive our moments of ecstasy 
You're timid 
I confidently get rid 
Of everything and everyone that reminds me of you...desperately in need of a beautiful bride 
I'm sorry for being bisexual when I should be straight, oh Lord of Accord...I'm overwhelmed by shame that embraces me long and wide...
I'm sorry that I heartlessly lied
To receive the truth
Of my hello that got goodbyed,
An ever-aching tooth 
Live 2 B U (x7)

Oooooo ohhhh 
Shhhh...

{verse 4}
Love all tho 
Don't LOL at my BRB's 
To and fro,
Goes the blessed breeze 
I'm gonna do what I can
To be a loyal friend and fan
Paparazzi, soon I'll be your celebrity 
I will not take heed to anyone's Hypocrisy 
I like your constructive criticism 
It makes me a polished prism...

Ohhhh 
So...
Hmmmm...

{chorus}
Just...um...
Live to be you...
And I'll live to be me
You leave
I grieve 
I'm insecure with or without you by my side 
You cover up your negativity tide...where does your soul abide? 
Live to be you...
And I'll relive our moments of ecstasy 
You're timid 
I confidently get rid 
Of everything and everyone that reminds me of you...desperately in need of a beautiful bride 
I'm sorry for being bisexual when I should be straight, oh Lord of Accord...I'm overwhelmed by shame that embraces me long and wide...
I'm sorry that I heartlessly lied
To receive the truth
Of my hello that got goodbyed,
An ever-aching tooth 
Live 2 B U (x11)

{bridge}
Cuz I lived 2 B me...
No one cares...their starlit hair are scarred and their skin from deep within is tattooed with without-a-cares that worsens the tear-jerking tears
That's what I see...
I'm not the sparkling sea - why all the bittersweet stares? 
All cuz
I lived 2 B me
Was
It my fault that I live free
In trapped freedom...
I flee to seek His KINGdom...
I'm the Numb scum with mental instability and fooldumb 
Wisdom is heard by some with His symmetrical spirit of faith that is stepped on like a pizza crumb — minus the sum (meaning not appreciated by society for doing God's Word)
Your nature of immature pride is not tolerated here
It's inadequate to my dilemmas, which are of fear

{hook}
I dare you to rub your filth bubbles on me
I'm naked and ashamed, baby
What now?

{refrain x3}
I have an ability 
To see energy around a person, place or thing 

{hook}
So don't you dare rub your filth bubbles on me
I'm naked and ashamed, baby
Now what?

{outro}
Ooooh
I...advise

You not to...interfere 
With your unnecessary remarks 
Wandering deer,
Don't hurry and worry, dear...you are as strong as arduous arks and as playful as children's parks 
(Whisper) Live 2 B U...
And I'll live to have me free 
Me...I luv u 2...darling boo...
Someday, we'll be set free...sooner or later, we'll find an escape route and swiftly flee

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016

Long poem by john fleming | Details |

The Tower rebuilt

I shall resolve to leave this
Place now...
And steadfastly search out,
Nestling between ridge and bluff
Amidst the folds of a foreign 
Land,
Several acres of unkempt ground
Fallow and rough;
Upon which stands...
Crumbled stone walls
With an exposed slate roof in
Some state of disrepair,
And a rounded brough
Complete with smooth, 
Well trodden steps
Twisting around a narrow stair.

An Inglenook, therein,
Will I construct,
With deep reveals to cheer me
In my idling days,
And wide spanning arch
To sit before and stay the onset
Of this old age...
And all its creeping ills;
While in all the subtle crafts
In which I was taught 
to be so ably Skilled:
Rebuild this castle
Inside the wistful echos
Of these deeply-spilling 
And far resounding hills.

Then, with mind well set,
complete with muscles willing
Sinew 
And perspirations honest sweat,
I shall toil upon this task;
For a little more precious time,
Coupled with fortitude and 
Diligence,
In truth, is all one my humbly
ask.
And by my will...
And by my command -
Raise up these fallen blocks
Once more
Upon this goodly land.

For could it happen that
Every night,
Before I gladly retire,
I glimpse a trace of those whose 
Face 
Haunt the hot flames of my steady 
Fire?
Disregarding manifested nightly 
Shadows,
That, in their lonely spectral 
Travels,
Creep across old squeaking boards...
Lain at right angles
Over the creaking joists
Hidden under ingrained, 
Dusty, oaken floors.

And placing down my thick and 
Heavy,
Red leather-bound book
I reach across for thread, 
Sharp needle and hook;
When picking up the threadbare  
Blue-velvet rags...
I stitch in the bright silvery stars
We once eagerly reached for,
But did not quite grasp,
In our younger days as lustier 
Lads;
Perhaps pausing in mid-motion,
With a rueful look,
To pensively consider of that
Weary road 
One lone stray drummer,
Still steadily drumming -
Steadfastly took.

Consider! Accession is but a 
Trifle -
The anointed destiny of all 
Royal Kings... 
And all earthly prizes pale asides 
Whatever riches accumulated
Wisdom gradually brings:
Born of labor,
Re-doubled effort,
Born of non-compromise...
And fated,
Gently resigned, nodding sighs.

Rising now on upright stiffening
Bones...
Listening to the dark hours 
Belated howls
Rise over the laments
Of the Lime-torched rafters 
Swelling moans;
And, plodding slowly upwards
Of my bell-less tower -
Seek out welcome sleep 
Within my shaking, wind swept
Bower!

Slung low under the eastern 
Point
Of a sharp crested Moon...
The radiant Dog-Star
Floods its rainbow colours through
Narrowed slits
Of the high turreted room.
Port-side lies my yawing bed
Rigged-out in white linen sheets;
Amidships my mattress spread -
Two firm pillows serve as cabin 
To plunge about my weary head!

Storm rages down...
And storm blows below -
Redoubtable little boat 
Swung back and fro!
Tossed and tipped from trough 
To pitch:
Resolute timbers - Lashed afloat 
This angry ditch!
Caught in the deep channel 
Of my chaotic bind...
To seek safe haven I do 
Endeavour to find:
A safe harbour on some newly
Formed virgin shore;
Along whose gentle currents  
My sturdy tiller swings...
And now steers for -
Upon the white spumes 
Of a steady bore.

Now...
Far, far, far above,
Past where Andromeda yields,
And Hercules, who upon the head
Of Draco kneels;
And far, far, far beyond 
Interstellar dust - 
Adorned the blazing Constellations 
Throng...
I walk between the milky-ways
Of sunlit nights and shinning
Eternal days...
Which relentlessly spiral
Aboard boundless rays.

For, it seems, that a man can 
voyage over the unfathomable 
Bars 
To chase his elusive dreams
Among the crowded stars;
Where, cutting the black voids
With heavens lights:
Hissing crystal tails of vaporous 
Comets -
Condense within the blazing trails
Of burning meteorites!

Indeed! Men may sail on celestial
Seas -
As they traverse the showering 
Heights:
Exploding forth in grandest 
Majesties 
In golden realms of the Gods 
Hurled smites!
Seek their solace upon Eternities 
Unending oceans -
Their fortunes blown by solar winds:
Mortal souls searching in perpetuity 
Until the dawning revelry then 
Rescinds.

Answering the call to old Gabriels 
Horn,
As dappling sunlight creeps across
My undaunted little tower,
I open my eyes to the new born
Morn -
When summoned to the beckoning
Hour.
Descending from my fortified
Might,
Reinforced with new found zeal,
I reflect upon this newly provoked
Insight -
As the happy chapel bell begins
To joyously peel!

So awaken, Herald! 
And usher in ennobled thoughts,
For enlightenment sought,
Inside where aspirations deem
To dwell.
Just as the planted seeds,
Of much great nourished deeds,
Do so germinate - all naysayers to 
Dispel;
As all lofty creeds, 
Must at some point,
Readily concede, in time,
To the bleak tolling 
Of the cruel fates final knell!

Therefore, put yourself to the 
Immediate task,
Against all obstacles however 
Mean or extreme,
Whilst upon the faithful handle 
Firmly grasp
Of worn tools whose blades are
Worthy and keen.
When bending your strong back 
To take the strain,
Denying any quarter or appeals 
To moderate refrain,
Over adversity you justifiably 
Deign:
Your laudable goals, 
Thus, to surely attain.

Hear me then!
Build tall your Broughs,
Withstanding fancies flight,
Disregarding all those
Who may well try:  
Seek to disparage, ridicule and
Slight.
Suffer not scoffers, knaves 
And braying fools 
But raise up your proud
Monuments
Wherever you should most joyfully
Choose!
For in among the ruins where
Failure steals:
So prevails triumph -
To forever chase his grim presence 
From your low-rubbled fields!




My gratitude to my good friend Mr George Dee Vuy for inspiring me to conceive these
last three verses with the beautiful word..."Ennobled"!! 
Many thanks, George!





Copyright © john fleming | Year Posted 2015

Long poem by The Seeker | Details |

The Most Unlovable Man in the World - Parts 1 and 2

Listen to poem:
"Ladies and Gentleman,  - The Most Unlovable Man in the World!"

"So goes my intro, night after lonely night.  I'll stumble onto the stage to boos and hisses.  Children will throw their popcorn and candy bits at me.  I'll roll on the ground and pretend to be hurt by the stinging missiles. Then it really heats up! The ringmaster brings out his whip and begins to beat me, while the crowd roars with laughter and screams out: "Kill him, kill him!"  When my skit is over, I shed tears the color of blood, while the people shout: "More, more!"  Finally I exit the stage, limping as I go, the small arena in a frenzy.  My part ends.  It's over, for now.

What the people don't know is that the tears are real.  Every night, show after show, I cry true tears.  For you see, I am the 'Most Unlovable Man in the World!'  I've never known love, or kindness.  My life has been one of pain, ridicule, scorn, and hatred.  Never to have been touched, not even by my own mother.  When I was born, so the story goes, they brought me to my mother and she spit into my face and said: 'Good gawd! This is the ugliest child ever to take breath from the world.'  I never saw her again after that day.  Yet, oddly, I remember it as clearly as I remember yesterday.  Not the words mind you, but rather the look of disgust on her face.  That look haunts me to this day.

I spent many years at an orphanage.  The Director was cruel and would beat me with a stick at the slightest provocation.  The other orphans avoided me, whispering about me in the halls, calling me names. One day, a little boy came up to me and said: 'Hello,' and then punched me right in the gut, causing me to vomit my breakfast in front of the entire group.  Apparently, one of the older boys put him up to it on a dare.  After that I was allowed to eat my meals in private, something I still practice to this very day.

One day a man came to the orphanage to speak to the Director.  His name was E.T. Farnum.  He had heard about the freakish little boy who dwelt here, and inquired as to whether he might purchase me for his circus.  Of course, such money exchanges were quite illegal.  Nevertheless, and to no surprise, the Director accepted his offer and I was sold to Mr. Farnum for the equivalent of thirty dollars.  My life changed on that day.  Some would say for the better.  Yet I wonder.

Well, my name has been called.  Time to entertain the masses.  Nothing ever changes.  Every town is the same.  And why shouldn't they be?  After all, I am the 'Most unlovable Man in the World.'

Show Time..."


Part 2 - The (Former) Most Unlovable Man in the World

"I've told you my story already, how I came to be in The Greatest Show On Earth.  How I was unloved, even by my own mother.  Never knew my father.  Spent my formative years at the orphanage.  Never knew anything but humiliation and scorn. Yes, 'tis a sad story, to be sure.

But I want to tell you now about something that happened to me last Friday night.  Something wonderful.  There I was, performing my little skit on the last show of the day when suddenly, and to everyone's surprise, a voice cried out: 'ENOUGH!' It was while I was being beaten with the ringmaster's whip that the voice was heard.  Everyone looked around to see from whence the shout came, but it was somewhat of a mystery.  Then it happened! A little girl came out of nowhere and stood right in the middle of the stage.  But she was no ordinary child, I'd swear to it.  She had the face of an angel, and eyes that had a softness to them when she looked at me.  But when someone from the crowd yelled out: 'On with the show,' her eyes turned to a fiery flame as she glared at the people.  From that moment on no one dared say a word!  Indeed, it became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.  Even the animals remained silent.

She once again turned her attention to me, as the ringmaster eased off the stage.  I fell to my knees before the child as she... as she... she touched my face.  No one had ever touched me in a kind way before, never in my 29 years of life in this world. Then she spoke.  Her voice was not like a child's voice at all.  It had the sound of a gentle flute, yet I clearly understood the words.  She said simply: 'Thomas,' (that was my given name, though no one ever allowed me the dignity to be addressed as such), she said: 'Thomas, I have been sent here to tell you that you are loved, and that you always have been.  May you have peace and rest from your labors, Thomas.'  

She turned to walk away and as she exited the arena I quickly got to my feet and followed her, but when I reached the exit door and looked about, she was nowhere to be found.  I looked up at the night sky.  It was a clear night and there were a billion stars in the sky.  I have to say, I'd never really noticed their beauty before this night.  But as I stood there, looking into the heavens, I suddenly felt a warmth flood my body, a warmth such as I had never experienced before.  It was then that I fully understood.  My life does have meaning, a purpose, as it were.  I am loved, after all.

The next morning I walked into the office of E.T. Farnum and turned in my resignation.  Can't say that he was surprised, as everyone was aware of what had occurred the evening before.  Still, he never said a word.  No apology.  Nothing.  Just handed me my severance pay and showed me to the door.  Things really hadn't changed, at least not for others.  But something had changed deep inside of me, to be sure.  No more would I allow myself to be the object of someone else's ridicule and prejudice.  No more would I permit myself to be the fool that everyone laughs at.  No, I am free now to pursue my education.  Or to explore the world.  Or to do whatever I choose to do.  For you see, I am no longer the "Most Unlovable Man in the World!"  Someone loves me, and that is the greatest gift that anyone could ask for.  To be loved and cherished, and to have been given the hope of a brighter future...




Copyright © The Seeker | Year Posted 2016

Long poem by Scott Howard Myers The Gypsy King | Details |

Wall Street

      

Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth. The meek children bending over for millennium, taken spankings of bare bottoms, pelted slavery. 

Upon entry to rule, the open stage of smoked mirrors began to reflect back upon the podium of lies. Taught by scholars from university books of political science. Fearful of leadership matching mirrored images, of false pretense, babbling rhetoric. The stirring masses of discontented, individualistic, thought of as dead - enders, trouble makers, and rebel rousers, rallied aimlessly.   

With super hero, Captain Do Gooder, bleeding helpless on the floor of Wall Street. Weary lost hope combatants mustered courage, and accepted destiny. To this point, someone shouted against the wind of change. Felt by all who sensed the importance. 
"To death do us part of the purpose to which we, the united, stand for justice". 
The chant began, as Captain Do Gooder was dragged away, and cuffed, once bleeding helpless on the floor of Wall Street. 
Damn the torpedoes. Damn the torpedoes. 
Captain Do Gooder, fallen, bruised ego matching skinned knees, lays helpless. Who will save them now.

Second glances from high rise penthouses. Serving champagne and caviar. Brought iron clenched hands once hidden, to draw the stage curtain down. 

With Captain Do Gooder nowhere to be found. The voice that came from pain of pupil. Born within broken dreams of promised lands. Realized nothing was coming cheap on this occupation. 

The dusty streets found Captain Do Gooder aimlessly stepping against the winds of change, down Wall Street. The well-intentioned, arrested and broken spirited, lost hope of recycling any salvage rights taken from them by Metro. 

Was this the end of the well thought out, pushed down occupation.  
Was this the beginning, of the underground faction. Where was senior generation X hiding. Only Captain Do Gooder and the well-intentioned, world stage occupiers, hold the key to that Pandora's box of hope. 

 
The peoples across the oceans were already springing far ahead in their own, more brutal campaign. For they had no cushion on which they were raised to kneel against. Tyranny ran over them.  A lesson yet not felt, or learnt, or taught, in the new world.  No chance of city mayors issuing eviction notices. Bullets, tanks and bombs were of the order. Brought down the line, traced back to the ones our United Nations to this day, refuse to acknowledge.
While leaders there home internet shop, and pump out the lies. Everyone dies. 


In the heart of the continent of center, where unto which as mankind sprang forth, for its first and ever conquest.  
The lights kept dim, to obscure the violent cleansing. A facade to disguise once moreover, the brutal tyranny for which the greed of the elite, control the dimmer switch. Diamonds and oil fuel the fire of war and oppression, on this stage of greed and guilt. Too far away, and too many distractions upon center stage for one to see or care. Thought and looked upon by most as racially motivated.  The origins of all mankind, to be left, far too far, behind. The true forsaken people. Why is man unkind.


So..........will Captain Do Gooder raise the bar to which drinks for the house, and all around, will quench the thirst felt by ninety nine percent of the people............mother knows best.   
Yet, still, self-inflicted roadblocks of appointed destiny, drop kicked long days past. Faint light shining far ahead, within the tunnel of hell, brought up to land. Firm above the depths to which it sprang. The truth of world order.  

Wait......what do we see......do our closed eyes deceive our cries........................................

We see Captain Do Gooder catching second wind. 

She breathes deep now and all can hear her war cry, no longer whimpering softly. As in past tense situations, given way to dazed and confused wall street *****es.  
She builds momentum, as our brothers and sisters lay dying and bleeding. On the streets of some not so distant for telling, of what's to be, will never not be coming full steam ahead and plowing through the hidden agenda.  One step beyond the line drawn in the sand of time, we thought would never be crossed. Give way thoughtless future tellers, and takers. Still holding firm with paper cuts, deep into the hands who printed and prepared such slave papers, kept by the elite bankers. 

Captain Do Gooder returns renewed and refreshed. Our true Mother.  
Captain Do Gooder feels strong, as bruised knees and scraped hands heal. 


Brush of destiny sweepstakes,  allots winnings of earth shaking, volcano erupting, tsunami tidal waves, with bonus draws of worldwide chaos. Future draws are to be held with worldwide winners. Grand prize, dead oceans rising.  

The next generation have no fear digest writes the next chapter. 

 
Hold the press down firmly wall street backbiting backbenchers. Drawn into the crossfire, on her mark, place the x on the next general who dares not fall into civil disobedience.  
Captain Do Gooder has grown teeth, and she is biting down hard against the line to pipe riches, spoiled from her lands. Stolen from the first pilgrimage, fifteen thousand years old, lost empire. 

How dare you steal from, and pollute the minds of her children. Yet old enough to drink and drug and die in war.  How dare all of us. 

Meanwhile back at the ranch.  Captain Do Gooder hugs tight that tree of life, to which sprang all this elbow rubbing and diversion. Wall street huddles in her corner, painted red to match the lengths to which an end will surely bring to it. 
Painted red for all to see. 
The end to friendly letter writing, give peace a chance, make love not war, generation taking a bow, and snow birding it, to false sense of security land. Like the ostrich with its head in the sand. 


Copyright © Scott Howard Myers The Gypsy King | Year Posted 2013

Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

Give Me a Second to Breathe part 2

Pre-chorus: Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe and feel a pleasant sensation
Drench me with your waterfall of wonderfulness 
You refuse to do so and you douse me in dismay and I'm left in my solitary wilderness

Chorus: Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
I need to breathe in happiness and breathe out sadness
I'm dealing with a fistful of frustration that brings hardly any satisfaction
I need to breathe in gladness and breathe out distress...that threw into a misery mess
I don't care if I have the face my fears everyday 
I do care for you, if only you'd wipe away my dismay 
Give me a second to breathe in ease
I'll just do whatever I please while you act like a tease

Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe, so I can keep up with my eager heart, beating with anticipation
Give me a second to breathe and feel a pleasant sensation

Chorus: Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
I need to breathe in happiness and breathe out sadness
I'm dealing with a fistful of frustration that brings hardly any satisfaction
I need to breathe in gladness and breathe out distress...that threw into a misery mess
I don't care if I have the face my fears everyday 
I do care for you, if only you'd wipe away my dismay 
Give me a second to breathe in ease
I'll just do whatever I please while you act like a tease

Verse 5: My luck runs low and I can't remember the last time I was happy
You sucked the positivity out of my mind and you scorched me with foolish passions so temporary 
You were sweet as sugar, yet bitter like wormwood honestly 
Endless night has fallen upon us
Wishing we're in the same bus 
You lassoed me with your lament that night when you cried silently
Instead of breathing in and out, dip your head in the waters of wisdom and hold your breath...you'll see...
Wonders beyond what your sight can capture 
I know our futures are a mighty blur...

Pre-chorus: Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe and feel a pleasant sensation
Drench me with your waterfall of wonderfulness 
You refuse to do so and you douse me in dismay and I'm left in my solitary wilderness 

Chorus: Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe and feel a pleasant sensation
Drench me with your waterfall of wonderfulness 
You refuse to do so and you douse me in dismay and I'm left in my solitary wilderness 
Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
I need to breathe in happiness and breathe out sadness
I'm dealing with a fistful of frustration that brings hardly any satisfaction
I need to breathe in gladness and breathe out distress...that threw into a misery mess
I don't care if I have the face my fears everyday 
I do care for you, if only you'd wipe away my dismay 
Give me a second to breathe in ease
I'll just do whatever I please while you act like a tease

Bridge 2: Just let nature nourish our saturated souls that sponge in pain
Right from the start, you were the golden grain that thirsts for healing rain
Don't worry - God will take great care of you
Don't fret or sweat it - I am going to remain standing with you, no matter what we go through 
Give me a second to breathe...for I'm getting over my love flu that paints my spirits blue, not yellow
You fixed me like you were the mechanic, repairing a wreck of a car and you made me shine aglow
You told me that I am handsome all the time I looked in the mirror and told myself I looked hideous...somehow, you let my confidence grow
Low self-esteem is thrown out the bathroom window 
You're unpredictable like the wicked wind...not going with the flow, wondering where you blow, you know? 

Pre-chorus: Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
Give me a second to breathe and feel a pleasant sensation
Drench me with your waterfall of wonderfulness 
You refuse to do so and you douse me in dismay and I'm left in my solitary wilderness

Chorus: Give me a second to breathe...feeling this tension, this hesitation 
I need to breathe in happiness and breathe out sadness
I'm dealing with a fistful of frustration that brings hardly any satisfaction
I need to breathe in gladness and breathe out distress...that threw into a misery mess
I don't care if I have the face my fears everyday 
I do care for you, if only you'd wipe away my dismay 
Give me a second to breathe in ease
I'll just do whatever I please while you act like a tease

Verse 6: I want you to know that I need space for now, so leave me alone 
Give me some time to think things through clearly...give me a reason to live
Give me a minute to breathe until I can't breathe anymore...on my own...you didn't answer your phone 
Let me see this dilemma in the right perspective - let me take pace in this race of who to forgive
I will forgive you for leaving me behind
Felt jaded many times, so I don't mind 
I miss you, breathing here with me
I miss you, holding me tight, never setting me free
That's the way it should've been...
I must move on and repent of holding on to sin
My heart deep within has cradled faith close,
But it's paper-thin, so I, the hopeless boy, get hunted down by lows that haunt me with past humiliating woes
Defeated and dejected 
Give me a second to breathe in hope and breathe out dread

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2015

Long poem by Teppo Gren | Details |

BIO T J GREN part 04 01 Young Love Gone

January 1975, Mount Druitt, Sydney, Australia

At the end of 1974 high school was over, and it was time to start a new phase in life. Whether it would be a continuation of studies at University, or starting a working career would depend on the results of the Higher School Certificate. Whatever the case, finishing high school closed a chapter in my life. Carlingford high school had been a good experience for me.

At the start of the new year, I had everything going for me, except for that one thing that was nagging away at me: a deep, meaningful relationship. I was now eighteen years of age, turning nineteen in Febru-ary and I had not been kissed by a girl, or kissed a girl, since I was thirteen when I kissed with Linda. For many years I had been carrying the yearning for love: to hold someone lovingly in my arms, to caress and fondle a loved one. Looking back, I had lost my teenage years. The young love of a teenager could not be recovered. I had not experienced teenage love except in its negative form of rejection. I was total-ly naïve when it came to matters of the heart and sexuality. I had not received the education or the expe-rience received by most teenagers.

I had started work at the Penrith branch office of the Bank of New South Wales before Christmas. The banks were always looking for new young employees and for those who had completed their higher school certificate it was easy to get employed. It didn’t pay a lot, but it was a job that brought some in-come for the time being. The work was quite easy and the workmates were nice. The Penrith branch had near enough ten employees working under the supervision of the manager and the accountant who were the bosses. I was quite quick to learn whatever task I was given to do.

I had an interesting and flattering instance one day when we were having lunch in the room upstairs at the bank. One of my workmates at the bank was a young married woman perhaps a few years older than me. She started asking why I don’t have a girlfriend. She made positive comments on my looks and then continued the flattery by saying that if she wasn’t married she’d go for me. These kinds of positive comments had been long time coming. I realized that it was only a compliment and the intention was not for it to lead anywhere. It didn’t. I took the compliment at its true value. Perhaps there was still hope for me.

The job at the bank was something I wanted to do whilst waiting for the results to whether I’d be accepted to University. I had applied to a course in architecture in all the Universities that it was studied in. The first two options were a full-time four year course at Sydney University and University of New South Wales. The third option was a full-time course at the Sydney Institute of Technology and the fourth option was a part-time course over six years at the University of New South Wales.

I hadn’t applied for any other courses than the architectural courses available, so if I didn’t get accepted it would change my future plans completely, and I would need to consider making a career in banking. I received the results in middle of January and I was accepted on the part-time course at the University of New South Wales. Six years seemed a long time to study until I would graduate, but I was happy that I was able to scrape in.

At the bank they were preparing me to work as a teller. The next day after I had received notice of my acceptance to Uni, I notified the accountant and the manager at the bank that I would be leaving at the middle of February as I was accepted into University. They were very upset and said that didn’t I say at the interview that I wasn’t looking at continuing my studies. They were very disappointed and said that I could leave straight away. In essence they dismissed me on the spot. Losing the job immediately wasn’t such a big deal for me. It would’ve been nice to earn some money, but I was already looking forward to starting my archi-tecture studies, and it would be nice to have a few weeks’ break before the first semester began.

At the end of February I started studies at the University of New South Wales in Kensington. Because the course was a part-time course over six years, I had lectures only on two days of the week: on Tuesdays from 11 am to 9 pm and on Thursdays from 2 pm to 9 pm. By no means was the course easy, but I settled into studying quite well. We had a lot of exercises to do, so most of the other days I would work on them at home. Uni was different to high school. We had the freedom to attend lectures or not attend them, but if you started skipping too many classes you would quickly fall behind.

The University campus area was huge covering thirty-eight hectares of land and consisting of over sixty faculty buildings as well as open park areas. It took roughly fifteen minutes to walk from one extreme to the other. The University was one of the top Universities in Australia and the academic achievements there were well respected. The University was established in 1949 and had expanded rapidly to over twenty thousand students by the mid-seventies.

I was a Uni student at the University of New South Wales. How cool was that? I was proud of my achievement and I had everything set for me and life was going according to my dreams. Except that I was alone without a girlfriend. But I was confident that happiness would come my way soon. After all I was a pretty could catch for any girl: I was okay looking, I was smart, I was athletic, I was going to have a respected professional career, I had deep feelings, I wanted to be married and have a family. What more would a girl want? I dreamt my lifelong dream of a meaningful relationship, the ensuing bliss and happiness that would lead to marriage and children.

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2016

Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

Used As An Experiment

Used As an Experiment

THE SILENCE IS BREAKING MEEEE….CAN’T YOU SEE?


V.1: Strong AS STEEL, wrapped up with silver, heartfelt ribbons
Give it to me – the rope of hope
You smoked me out like a cigarette…
Used like I’m an experiment…I mope…I mope…
I’ve been ruined a thousand times
Yet, I stayed strong – I never cried a tear

(pre-chorus)
You’re getting by – I’ll let you through and go ahead and commit your 
crimes!
I have no fear in my young heart…I don’t bottle up fear
And I ain’t gonna shed a tear for you 
I’ll keep searching for the light with or without you
(pre-chorus)
You’re getting by – I’ll let you through and go ahead and commit your 
crimes!
I have no fear in my young heart…I don’t bottle up fear
And I ain’t gonna shed a tear for you 
I’ll keep searching for the light with or without you

(chorus)
What am I supposed to do? 
Your hate internalized in me…
Don’t ask me to change – I sift out every single lie
Because I won’t stop believing in the Lord Most High
I burned in the dense flames, 
I churned…in the ocean of blames…
Remorse, calling me names

V.2: I bleed…you were my disease once upon a time
Visiting rehab in my head…
Addicted to you like a drug…
Abused and moved by you….
I don’t care about me anymore…
Disaster unfolds, trapped in your scorching RIBCAGE…
Restoring rage….you called me hideous names behind your breath
I’m like an absurd bird, longing to fly out of her cage
Now, I get you…I get your motives of abandoning me…. 
You neglected me…you stubborn, attention-seeker
You never listened to my acknowledging complements 

(pre-chorus)
You’re getting by – I’ll let you through and go ahead and commit your 
crimes!
I have no fear in my young heart…I don’t bottle up fear
And I ain’t gonna shed a tear for you 
I’ll keep searching for the light with or without you

(chorus)
What am I supposed to do? 
Your hate internalized in me…
Don’t ask me to change – I sift out every single lie
Because I won’t stop believing in the Lord Most High
I burned in the dense flames, 
I churned…in the ocean of blames…
Remorse, calling me names

V.3: You ditched me with heartless selfishness in your heart – you’re a 
devil! 
Your lips soaked up the poison in your heart…it cements
Deep inside of you…deep down inside…
Wait for me, so I can keep up with you…
I don’t care about me anymore…
Disaster unfolds, trapped in your RIBCAGE…
Restoring rage….burning wild like wild sage…
I’m like an absurd bird, longing to fly out of his cage
Don’t discard me – give your heart a break
Don’t hurt me – for Mount Heaven’s sake!

(pre-chorus)
 You’re getting by – I’ll let you through and go ahead and commit your 
crimes!
I have no fear in my young heart…I don’t bottle up fear
And I ain’t gonna shed a tear for you 
I’ll keep searching for the light with or without you

(chorus)
What am I supposed to do? 
Your hate internalized in me…
Don’t ask me to change – I sift out every single lie
Because I won’t stop believing in the Lord Most High
I burned in the dense flames, 
I churned…in the ocean of blames…
Remorse, calling me names

V.4: Loving you ain’t easy, that’s for shore…we never were a fine pair (you 
only lived for your own satisfactions)
Blameworthy – I seem to be these days
Get up from the ground and think better about your actions (For all I’ve 
stood for, you were never appreciative…I swam lonely in the pool of misery 
and despair)
Next time, leave the front door…
I’ve been wandering in the maze of bewilderment
Find your own way out of my labyrinth of lament
Dare to wonder where I’ve been?
In the cave of sin…caved in by sin…
Getting devoured in the lion’s den…

(pre-chorus)
 You’re getting by – I’ll let you through and go ahead and commit your 
crimes!
I have no fear in my young heart…I don’t bottle up fear
And I ain’t gonna shed a tear for you 
I’ll keep searching for the light with or without you

(chorus)
What am I supposed to do? 
Your hate internalized in me…
Don’t ask me to change – I sift out every single lie
Because I won’t stop believing in the Lord Most High
I burned in the dense flames, 
I churned…in the ocean of blames…
Remorse, calling me names

V.5: I don’t care anymore…
Disaster unfolds, trapped in your RIBCAGE…
Restoring rage…burning bright like a star with a tattooed scar
It feels so wrong to be in the dark, so far…so far…
Away from your charms…your warm, cuddly arms…
So far, I’ve been digging deep in your soul…
Anxiety banging at my skull…skull…
In my mind and heart again
Forget and forgive 
Feed the flames of uncertainty
You don’t deserve to die or live
Where shall I flee? Free me…

(pre-chorus)
 You’re getting by – I’ll let you through and go ahead and commit your 
crimes!
I have no fear in my young heart…I don’t bottle up fear
And I ain’t gonna shed a tear for you 
I’ll keep searching for the light with or without you
(pre-chorus)
 You’re getting by – I’ll let you through and go ahead and commit your 
crimes!
I have no fear in my young heart…I don’t bottle up fear
And I ain’t gonna shed a tear for you 
I’ll keep searching for the light with or without you

(chorus)
What am I supposed to do? 
Your hate internalized in me…
Don’t ask me to change – I sift out every single lie
Because I won’t stop believing in the Lord Most High
I burned in the dense flames, 
I churned…in the ocean of blames…
Remorse, calling me names

V.6: Yet, I stayed strong – I never cried a tear
I’ve been ruined a thousand times
Used like I’m an experiment…I mope…I mope…
You smoked me out like a cigarette…
Give it to me – the rope of hope
On my own, feeling like I don’t belong – wrapped up with blue, heartless 
ribbons


THE DISTRESS ABYSS IS SUCKING ME UP – RELEASE MEEEEE….

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014

Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

Addicted to the Appeal

Verse 1: I'm loving every second of our time together
I'm liking the fact that you aren't a memory, all ablur
I adore you and everything about you
We were meant to be...you came to me out of the blue 
Distance was an acquaintance I met long ago
Spending my hours with you and going my own flow 
Addicted to the appeal in my heavy heart of hatredless passion and rage 
Catching my breath as I run towards the finish line...are we on the same page?
The young heart wants what it wants...sorry to say, I wanna make your day
Don't leave me second guessing...don't make me go cray-cray and reckless, okay?
Daydreaming about tomorrow and its future pain and pleasure
It will leave me breathless and you'll lead me to my haven beyond measure

Pre-chorus: I won't give up on you, though we face our highs and lows
I won't let you fall away 
I'm one step closer to holding you close...be brave and face your foes
Don't be afraid, I pray that you're safe and sound
Don't be scared, be prepared to be lost and found 
You're almost there
Just keep climbing the stairs of  strengthening bliss
We're a perfect pair
You and I will share bottomless happiness and endless progress 

Chorus: Your saving grace, your healing trace 
Touched my hands and I'm longing for your embrace
I want to see your spectacular face
Your eyes twinkle like planet Mars 
In the universe of underestimated beauty 
You zip through my mind like a thousand cars
You are the freeway to my soul that was in this burdensome captivity 
Addicted to the appeal
Love the way you make me feel
Overwhelming my senses but it's no big deal
Your steel spirit encouraged mine to turn the wheel 
To the road of paradise
You're the key to the castle of shameless happiness
And that's something I prize,
Not something I despise...do me a favor and drive away my distress

Verse 2: I beg for your forgiveness to fire me up inside with faith fuel
Understand that I'm a strong guy that uses his words wisely and truthfully, though it may come out as cruel 
I sought you in my dreams every night and I wake up with no one lying next to me
Tears of defeat collapse from my universe, oceanic eyes and I'm rooted to the spot like a precious tree
Our friendship broke apart like the Titanic ship 
But, despite all that, I should still get a grip 
It hurts me to leave you behind...
My mistakes puts my life at stake 
I was weeping when I noticed that I was not your kind 
You try to break me, but I have the strength to move on for my own sake
Don't play with my heart like a iPhone 
Stoned by the feelings of alown...facing the unknown...
Mind-blown by the epiphany of finally finding my place 
I'm not left without a trace...not as I expected! Now, I can keep pace 
I'm no longer a messed-up shoelace, but I'm a brand-new case

{Pre-chorus}
{Chorus}

Verse 3: 
Will I earn you back?
I'm not gonna waste time and backtrack 
I must stay on track 
Letting go is the ability that I lack 
But let go I must 
Or I'll reduce to dust
Or be like a bike full of disgusting rust
My heart is thumping...it has almost bust
Saying goodbye to the tragedies in reverse
Saying hello to the turning tables of our life - is it a gift or a curse?
Curse this feeling inside
I won't cry over the death of today...oh, not today 
I'll save my tears for another time and abide by your side
Something in me has died...don't douse me with your dragging dismay 
Your painful laughter rings in my head in repeat...I hate and love your pride
All night long, we are grinning with sunlit glee
Singing silly songs in unison, it's meant to be 
For the first time, I feel content completely 
You conquered my desires and I'm not growing tired of your presence, glowing gaily
I chased all my demons away 
I invited angels to make my day 

{Pre-chorus}

Chorus: Your saving grace, your healing trace 
Touched my hands and I'm longing for your embrace
I want to see your spectacular face
Your eyes twinkle like planet Mars 
In the universe of underestimated beauty 
You zip through my mind like a thousand cars
You are the freeway to my soul that was in this burdensome captivity 
Addicted to the appeal
Love the way you make me feel
Overwhelming my senses but it's no big deal
Your steel spirit encouraged mine to turn the wheel 
To the road of paradise
You're the key to the castle of shameless happiness
And that's something I prize,
Not something I despise...do me a favor and drive away my distress

Bridge: I can't keep up with your fast-pace mind
I must be blind, but I don't mind being left behind 
I've learned my lesson...you're the treasure that was a fantastic find
I can't keep you because you shattered my soul like the mirror before me...your words weren't kind 
Oh no, not kind...not my kind of words 
Release me like caged-up, absurd birds...
Put me to the test
I will try my best 
I will outscore the rest
I will wear my victory like my favorite vest 
Silent wars has just begun
I'm fighting for the shining son to shine on me like the sun 
Don't desert me 
Don't abandon me 
I breathe you 
I believe in you 
Don't...don't leave me in the dust of my past
Don't...don't forget about me when you run so fast
Hoping you and I can be together forever - a time that shouldn't last 
Don't waste away, my sympathy symphony 
Don't be murder the day, nasty little negativity 
Waiting for you to come home...hoping you'll safely make it home
I will heal and mend your tattered and torn soul
Put your head up and confidently roam...I'm the waves of the sea and you're the pretty foam 
I will sprinkle salt and pepper upon your distasteful flavor...
Miracles in disguise will make you feel whole and our love from above will take its sweet toll

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2015

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