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Long poem by David William Breidenthal | Details |

Remorse with a Touch of Ripened Radiance xD

I grieve for your safety, sis, and I pray for you almost every day – 
Depression does leave a big impact on us in a negative way
But I think you think I’m crazy…tell me if I am…
My heart’s devouring curiosity, pain and sham 
And still – there’s questions left unanswered…
I feel awkward…I feel unheard like a loner at school, hovering around, yet 
feeling ignored
Staring at a blank screen before me…hurting my eyes a bit to a certain degree
I see that I have a long way to go with my writing process
I see my past unwind – set me free…the time will never leave me be
I’m living in a fairy tale, never truly bowing down to true success
Let me be…let me flutte like a butterfly out of its cocoon 
Let me be who I want to be…let me shine bright like the moon
I’m glistening in the moonlight – I love you more than before
I wish the night away…hoping for some sunshine
I’ll stay with you till the day I pass away 
We’ll fight this depression wars…if only you were mine
We’ll go through remorse and romance
Together…forever…we’ll dance in a serenity-indulged trance
Do you hear the wind, whispering their “goodbyes”? 
Clear skies beam upon me for a little while at last!
Nothin’ but joyous skies feels therapeutic to my eyesight…
Forgetting the dilemmas that I’ve encountered and the horrid past
Clear baby blue skies hang above our heads in polished delight
Can you see right through me? 
Will you ever see me in this reality?
You are bothering me, DEPRESSION!? 

(~!@#$%^&*()_+)

All I see is dismal clouds passing me by, accepting derision as a friend instead 
of a foe
Should I just move on with life? Why do I feel the urge to cry?
 I stab myself with frustration and hurt badly – I feel guilty for your crimes and 
your sympathy will never show…let the wicked wind blow!
 It pierces like an arrow that flies by night, hitting bull’s eye 
Regret shouldn’t get the best of me
Why should I have an unwanted guess by the name of Anxiety? 
I’m alone at last…but the future is left unknown
And, yet I don’t groan and God’s my backbone – 
I accept the truth of it all…
These scars won’t heal at all, 
Can’t help but be in the helpless frame of mind and the shattered state
The stars dim when city lights illuminate the ebony skies, revealing the 
cemented ink painted in the atmosphere, unwavering without a smear of fear
Hold on to the bars before you – hold on to me, my love – I can’t help, but 
hesitate – I keep thinking of my future, fretful fate
Please wait for me till the dawn scorches aflame like the planet Mars, but until 
then – turn the wheel! Turn the wheel! 
Hold on to the rope of hope – it won’t harm us, my dove! I can’t escape my 
ruins, but I can change for the better and pick all the pieces up and sweep 
away the debris  - all we are is dust on the ground, rising like the horizon of 
the sunset…stimulating our eyes with undying appeal
From where the sun now stands, 
I’ve been succumbing to tragedy and preparing for the battle that lies ahead

(~!@#$%^&*()_+)

How I wish upon Tomorrow to see you smile and lock hands
With me…with me…and go ahead of me – put your doubts and worries to bed!
Borrow happiness from me instead! You don’t have to return it back –
If it’s something you lack…come on and open up a crack!
Your hands as cold as ice in Antarctica…it’s frostbitten and I freeze to the bone
You’re concealing this warmhearted soul within you…do you want to be left 
alone?
But, I won’t leave you without a trace, hiking this mountain on your own! 
I know it’s dying to come out without a doubt like the dawn, 
Shyly pushing away nightfall by projecting the sun in the sorrow-whelmed 
skies, 
Giving us sunlit glee…converting into flourishing ecstasy – God has my back!
Put your heart at ease and make Depression your slave – 
Desert it forever and pick a different route to tread on…self-control keeps me 
on track
Oh! Perhaps, you were naturally made for me, but I must behave 
 I’ve had harder days than you – I’ve been through so much worse
Are you a refined, splendid gift or are you just another wretched curse?
You restored peace to my verse, angel of ambitious bliss, spreading about 
good news with glorious grace! 
(I can see your halo, spinning around and round and round your head like 
hovering auras)
Though I was tattered and torn by remorseful spirits, you were my childlike 
mirth – 
You and I dismiss the blues and we figure out the mystery’s many clues, 
placing our feet in other people’s shoes with empathy traced on our face!

I put my daily worries and distrust to sleep… I can see you weep…

The laments hits us too deep…I’m out of luck…all I thought I was was a loving 
creep

But, I was enchanted by the mirror and what it reflected with jubilation that’s 
as shiny as a silver, noble sword – 
A new spirit, radiant with compassionate, elegant elation …my heart beats in 
accord


Long poem by Chris D. Aechtner | Details |

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Long poem by Darian Rehder | Details |

Love, Death, and Rebirth

The signs started in December
When she started waking up in tears each night
She was a normal girl with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes
She had plenty of friends and a loving family with just one thing missing
Her father. 

Days passed by and turned into weeks but only felt like a few seconds
Her life just whizzed by faster and faster until it was just a whirr in front of her eyes
Darkness filtered into her heart and mind until she didn't know if she could go on
But she had to. She couldn't let her mother and her sister drown in this same pain
She wouldn't let them.

She pushed all the darkness into the depths of her own heart
In hopes to save the hearts of the two people she had left
Because what else was there to live for now?
The rest of her world had crashed and her mother and sister was all that was left 
She wouldn't let them drown in pain too. 

She watched as they started to heal in her loving arms
Their hearts started to lighten up once more
But hers was just as dark as it was before 
And growing darker day by day 
But she wouldn't let that stop her. 

Suddenly a year had passed... and then two 
It only seemed like seconds to her but everyone else started moving on
Her mother and sister no longer needed her nurturing care
But she needed someone to hold on to
Anyone...

With nothing left for her to take control of, the dark pushed past her boundries 
It found a way into her soul
Until all she could see was dark and no light 
But her mother and sister were healed now
They didn't understand

The tears came back and engulfed her soul
Bit by bit until she wasn't sure why she was still alive
The grief took over like knives 
Piercing her skin over and over and over
It hurt so much.

She started to wonder what it'd look like to be dead
She could see him again if she was
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to endure this pain?
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to live knowing she'd never see him again?
It would.

So she started to hate herself
All that negative energy was starting to take toll
Everyone around her was breathing while she suffocated more and more by the second
She wished she'd just choke already instead of living in constant pain
If no one would put her out of her misery, she'd have to do it herself

She couldn't see any light anymore
So she grabbed the pill bottle off the shelf and just hoped it wouldn't take long to die
Deep down she still had a spark of light, but she just couldn't find it 
And now it was too late in her mind to change, to turn back and try to look deeper
She was done living.

That's when people started to notice that everything wasn't as peaceful as it seemed
They started to see how deeply depressed she had become
They wanted to help her see the light again before it was too late 
So they sent her away to see doctors and to take pills to make everything better
It was a start.

She didn't see a change at first but suddenly she could think clearly
Maybe what they were doing was actually going to help her see the light again
Yes, she still wanted to die, but maybe that wasn't the only option anymore
They cared,  and behind all their own problems they were trying to understand
They really were trying

Six months longer she would be treated and cared for
Until suddenly she was sent home from her treatment and care with a smile on her face
She had a new perspective
Someone had helped her ignite that spark in her heart until it was a glowing ember
She had been reborn

Sometimes you have to be able to experience the worst of it
To come back shining brighter than before
And if she had died that cold day in October, she wouldn't of ever seen the best of it
Or known that it would get better
and it did!

And she now sits at her laptop, with a smile on her face and warmth in her heart
It's never been an easy road and it won't ever be
But at least she knows she's lived through the worst
And it can only get better from here

So whenever she feels lonely or gets back into that dark spot again
She can look back on what she's learned and can read this poem
And remember that she survived the darkest depths of depression
And she will continue to survive it as long as she lives
Because she is stronger now than she ever was before ?


Long poem by Scribbler Of Verses | Details |

A Story My Mother Told Me

someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


a wife left South Africa in the 1960’s to join her husband 
who was in exile at the time...

in 1970 the husband was sent by the African National Congress to India to be its representative there...

the husband and wife spent two years in Bombay...

one afternoon the husband fell and broke his leg...

the wife knocked on their neighbour’s door, in an apartment complex in Bombay

the neighbour was an old Punjabi lady...

the wife asked the neighbour for a doctor to see to the injured husband...

a Parsi ‘Bone-Setter’ was promptly summoned...

the husband still recalls his anxiety of seeing ‘Bone-Setter’ written on the Parsi gentleman’s bag...

by the way, the ‘Bone-Setter’ worked his ancient craft and surprisingly for the husband, his broken leg healed quite soon...

but still on that day, while the ‘Bone-Setter’ was seeing to the husband...

the wife and the old Punjabi lady from next door got to talking about this and that and where these new Indian-looking wife and husband were from as their accents were clearly not local...

the wife told the elderly Punjabi lady that the husband worked for the African National Congress of South Africa and had left to serve the ANC from exile...

and that they had left their two children behind in South Africa and that they were now essentially political refugees...

the Punjabi lady broke down and wept uncontrollably...

she told the foreign woman that she too had had to leave her home in Lahore in 1947 and flee to India with only the clothes on her back when the partition of the subcontinent took place and Pakistan was formed and at a time when Hindus from Pakistan fled to India and vice versa...

the Punjabi lady then asked the foreign woman her name...

‘Zubeida’, but you can call me ‘Zubie’...

the Punjabi woman hugged Zubie some more, and the two women, seperated by age and geography, wept, sharing a shared pain...

the Punjabi woman told Zubie that she was her ‘sister’ from that day on, and that she felt that pain of exile and forced migration and what being a refugee felt like...

Zubie and her husband Mosie became the closest of friends with the Hindu Punjabi neighbours who were kicked out of Pakistan by Muslims...

then came the time for Mosie and Zubie to leave for Delhi where the African National Congress office was based...

the elderly Punjabi lady and Mosie and Zubie said their goodbyes...

a year or two later, the elderly Punjabi lady’s daughter Lata married Ravi Sethi and the couple moved to Delhi...

the elderly Punjabi lady called Zubie and told her that her daughter was coming to Delhi to live and that she had told Lata, her daughter that she had a ‘sister’ in Delhi...

Lata and Ravi Sethi then moved to Delhi...

This was in the mid-1970’s...

Lata and Zubie became the closest of friends and that bond stayed true, and stays true till today, though Zubie is no more, and the elderly Punjabi lady is no more...

the son and the husband still have a bond with Lata and Ravi Sethi...

a bond that was forged between Hindu and Muslim and between two continents across the barriers of creed and time...

a bond strong and resilient, forged by the pain and trauma of a shared experience...

and that is why, and I shall never stop believing this, that hope shines still, for with all the talk of this and of that, and of that and of this, there will always be a simple woman, somewhere, anywhere, who would take the ‘other’ in as a sister, a fellow human...

and that is why there will always be hope...
hope in the midst of this and of that and of that and of this...

hope...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


Long poem by David William Breidenthal | Details |

Sitting On The Ground - Embrace Your Passions

Give me a minute to catch my breath before I discover what’s in store Embrace your passions…never let it go… I smell the scent of death…what am I waiting for? Embrace your passions…never let it go… One…two…three…four…I’m waiting behind the closed door…for you’re the one I adore…(count with me…count on me...)x2 Embrace your passions…never let it go… One…two…three…four…count the stars in the ebony skies and find my young heart’s goodness, boldness and eternal bliss Embrace your passions…never let it go… It feels good to do good works…instead of hanging out with countless jerks! Embrace your passions…never let it go…doing the wrong thing makes me guilty and I suck up woe and sprinkle baking soda & wheat flour upon the gooey & soft dough, soon to be puffed up so! Go with the flow…don’t let the wicked wind blow Embrace your passions…never let it go… Let the blessed breeze blow and let your ardent auras glow Embrace your passions…never let it go… Give me another chance to grow into a young man Embrace your passions…never let it go… Give me another reason to overcome – Please! Get me out of my lonesome pit! I forlorn and sit These waves of emotions – I’ll face em like a man if I can! Embrace your passions…never let it go… Give me another chance to overcome – Come on! Let His healing rain fall down and let me bathe in it I’ve fallen hard on the cement… But, my heart is pounding with content… Were you and I meant to be forever blue? You wanna be part of my crew? Embrace your passions…I’ve seen you’ve changed..you obeyed me and let go of your wistful woe (the night is shrouded with the wings of a crow & you rejected your possibility of going with the flow...you let my emptiness and numbness show...I lack your confident, sunlit glow) For the first time around, I see you’ve made a difference – I see the new you… wow, I never knew the new you…that change came out of the blue Be good to me and I’ll do good to you… I don’t wanna know your dark side and I don’t want to… Your miracles out of the blue…out of the blue… I’m still getting over the aftershocks of the love flu Come on and shine your light on me…give me your inner inspiration Come on and be mine day in and day out with glee – you’re my beloved aspiration…you’re my admiration…sweet and salty sensation You make my heart beat with anticipation You make my heart beat without a missing beat You make my rowdy, heartfelt rhythm without hesitation You make my heart beat like the taps of my feet You make me feel awfully complete! You’re neat! You’re looking fine and not obsolete! I wanna see your face once more But I’m sitting on the ground… So lost, without a sound… But I’m screaming at the top of my lunges I’m counting all of my wrongs One…two…three…four… Five…six…seven…eight… Nine…ten…eleven…twelve… Thirteen…fourteen…fifteen…sixteen… Seventeen…I’m seventeen years old at last But that age will not last… At least I’m not reflecting upon the past I’ll try my best to live life to the fullest I’ll try to best to pass this difficult test Please don’t detest me…at least I confessed All that was on my mind… I’m trying to get out of my mind – How can I be so blind? Do you mind if I’m in love and blind? You’re my future find… It is about time to unwind… Embrace your passions…never let it go… Embrace your passions…never let it go… Embrace your passions…never let it go… Embrace your passions…let it grow! Let it grow! Embrace the blessed breeze as it begins to blow! Embrace your passions…never let us come together like two grand lands…. Embrace your passions…we all experience the highs and lows in life – it’s like a wild-and-out-of-control yo-yo, but you’re strong enough – though you’re as low as low can be, you know? Embrace your passions…never let it go of my hands… Repeat your echoes of empathy Not only do I need your sympathy, But I want your love more and more You make the butterflies in my stomach soar


Long poem by David William Breidenthal | Details |

Deep Down Inside

In my heart, there's a tune dying to come out 
The solitude makes me feel so carefree and you don't talk trash about me like some
I feel like I've been taken advantage of...what's that all about? 
This song needs to have more passion...make me taste freedom 
Don't let the drown...
Deep down inside, 
I need you to leave my side

I'll meet you when I begin my journey 

Deep down inside, 
I want you to set me free from bondage
I need your support to push aside
The waves of fears - it overwhelms my heart
My dreams are nowhere in sight 
Deep down inside, 
I feel your attention is on me
I know you have sympathy...
Deep down inside...

I tried to speak my mind,
But you healed it and I started to unwind
I strayed away into my perplexing maze
But I was guided by your graceful gaze
Deep down inside,
I felt truly happy to find someone who feels for me and there's no need to hide my feelings, though I don't fully abide
In the tranquil light
I should've known that you were right
About where I stand
 I'll be a man...
Deep down inside, 
I think I can
I think I can

I'll meet you when I arrive on the other side 

Deep down inside, 
I want you to set me free from the emotional mess
I need your support to push aside
The waves of misery - it weighs down my heart
My nightscares are gone this holy night
Deep down inside, 
I feel your eyes on me lovingly
I know you have serenity...
Deep down inside...

Feelings of losing you 
Floods my thoughts, burning me with terror and distress
Hoping for a miracle to make me as fresh as morning dew
My blood is at a high temperature...watch out or you'll be caught up in my mess...
is there anything to address?
do you have something to confess?
'Cause deep down inside, 
I know you're hiding something from me 
I believed in your fairytales...
I put my trust in your spellbinding words
You don't have a clue what emotions strike me at this very moment
You made me look like an idiot in front of everybody...
Now I'm considered a "nobody"!!
Your speech enticed me 
You won't listen to my side
Of the story
But deep, deep down inside, 
You care...do you care to tell me what's going on?
All of my faith in you has died
why do you pretend that I'm gone?
maybe it would've served you right if I didn't exist....
You scared away my confidence...now I feel neglected
Deep, deep, deep down inside

Deep down inside, 
I wanted you to know what upsets me the most is hearing you boast 

I need to forgive you to move forward
Passed the challenges in this race - my legs are aching, but I won't complain just like my classmates in my smelly dorm
My feet run swiftly and I'm soaked as if I was caught up in a rainstorm
My gifts have more meaning than it ever did before  
Deep down inside, 
I feel you're ignoring me on purpose 
I know you're suffering from this heartless disease
Deep down inside...
You haven't really put my mind at ease
You were there to please
Your own heart's wicked ambitions and admirations
While I'm taking a while to recover...

Now I feel unimportant and unsure 
And I'm screaming silently... I wish
I can get over you...
I'll get over it... I have the man guts
To move on and find someone else who will cherish me, not treat me like rubbish You erased my fantastic pictures of the joyous future...that was very uncalled for - you act so immature

Do I feel a special connection with you? 
the answer is there, 
Deep down inside...


Long poem by David William Breidenthal | Details |

Our Love Was Priceless

Take away my flaws…give me your best shot – gimmee your all!
Lady Gaga: [Give me a big (applause…x3)]x3
Beyonce/Rihanna: Let go of all worries…please remain by my side and put my mind 
and heart and soul at ease
Gather around me, my stinging, beautiful bees…
I get pleasure off of your applauses…giving me satisfaction…I feel like I’m top dog 
right now! Discouragement won’t push me down to the ground again!

*Verse 19*
Beyonce/Eminem/Justin Timberlake/Britney Spears/me: Am I going above my 
limits?
Why am I still throwing my fits?
I don’t need your envy…but your wonderful, stylish sympathy
Rehearses in my mind…set me free, angel of forever-glowing glory
All: You took me to a higher place called Heavenly Haven
You are the enlightening dove and I’m the frightening raven
But, we’re two peas in a pod – opposites attract this time around
I was once lost in a multitude – once pushed down to this dirty floor
Me: I’m wingless…I’m invisible…
I’m incredible..I can do the impossible
Fighting negativity, so I can be me – 
Instead, I invite positivity and kiss sunlit glee 
Beyonce: Come here…fly to me…don’t be blue
Rihanna: If you only knew…that I loved you
Lady Gaga: But, I guess I was that bizarre girl that came out of the blue…just b/c 
I’m eccentric, doesn’t mean I ain’t wild and epic…

*Chorus*

You’re my ultimate addiction – you lift me higher than cloud seven
I gottah keep pace to run this race the right way…
Alright, you’re making my day…you are like my cherished Haven
Satisfaction is ours, baby…nothing’s in my way today!
Can you see it like fireworks in the sky?
Did you ever wish to be free
Like those mockingbirds and jays in the aqua-blue sky? 
You and I will receive the ability to fly
The ability to show off our inner glow…yah know…soooo…
And we’ll be putting up a show…yah know…yah know…let the wicked wind blow…
oooh ahhahah ohhh…
Stop being an attention whore...
You were the one that I adore...
Our love was priceless...
Now, my heart's weeping and in distress

*Verse 20*
Me: You’re beyond brilliant…(Beyonce: in my eyes…)
So exquisite…you amaze me – you get the hint? (I’m telling the truth – no lies…
don’t wave your goodbyes)
Hmmmm mmm…
All along, I was in denial for so long…for oh so long…I’ve been proven wrong that 
you and I can get along
But I’m singing this lullaby with a touch of wildness and surreal style, but first, let 
me write this somewhat satisfying song…
Me: I’m clueless...our love was priceless - what happened to it? You broke up with 
me and stomped on me like B.S.
Lady Gaga: I’m speechless
Rihanna: I’m so depressed
Beyonce: I feel so insecure, I must confess
Me: I’m trying to make good progress
Beyonce: You’re interesting beyond reason and logic…our love ain’t plastic
You’re not a brick on the wall 
You’re my fantasy – you’re just that fancy & fantastic…so epic…
Give me your all…your all…stand tall – give me your all!
Rihanna: give me all you got
Me: give me your satisfaction – don’t leave me to rot
All: We hit the dead end – I guess love is the end…darlin', is it true? 
Was our love nothin' or priceless to you? 
'CAUSE I ain't jokin' - I'm sick with the love flu 
A-and I'm left without a clue...I must solve this mystery on my own without you...


Long poem by David William Breidenthal | Details |

Starlit Fantasy - Spell-BOUND

I look up at the ebony, starlit sky…I’m gravity-bound…I’m awestruck 
& I don’t know why I feel stuck in place…I’m searching all over the place…the 
only thing I seek and prize is your striking face…but, my young heart is slowly 
breaking apart at the seams…I hear your echoing empathy…
While you’re soaring with your other bird buddies…you embraced vast grace 
and you stole my wings, but I got to get up and try, despite envying the fact 
that you’re “free in space”…I feel that there’s no space for me in your heart – 
mend my shattered dreams & have some sympathy
There are countless stars in the ebony-indulged sky You ain’t foolin’ anyone with your sugar-coated lie I’m wishing your twinkling spirits won’t pass me by I wish upon countless stars To see you again – I am never waving goodbye – don’t add to my collection of scars You’re my starlit fantasy – so sweet, so neat…it’s such a treat
I look up at the nightfall-captivated, starlit sky…I’m spellbound & I don’t know why…
You’re a beautiful nightmare – you’re making me feel high You’re my beloved drug – we’re flying too high in the once aqua-blue sky I wish I can catch a glimpse at the stars as they serenely fly… I want to see you flourish like a fervor-blooming flower in the springtime It’s almost time to take off! It’s time to take flight – we’re running out of time You’re my starlit fantasy – so sweet, so neat…it’s such a treat
I look up at the nightfall-captivated, starlit sky…I’m mesmerized & I don’t know why…
I’m not falling victim or being brainwashed by your plastic, impious lullaby So, don’t even try to murder me with your callous words & crooked-sounding tune...my oh my… How time flies…I gottah go catch up with my sleep…don’t cry for my departure…don’t cry! Everything will be awright with or without me by your side – you are as sweet and luscious like fresh, homemade apple pie Are you thinking what I’m thinking? Since we’re happy-go-lucky, We should go on a train and go somewhere far, far away – who’s with me?
I look up at the nightfall-captivated, starlit sky…I’m spellbound and I don’t know why we’re ascending… Why are we flying extremely high? I can’t meet up to your standards…oh, I give up – I’m descending… Alright, look at me straight in the eyes – don’t you dare whisper your insidious lies in my ears… You make my cup overflow with cheers…don’t laugh at me…don’t jeer at me… don’t judge me…don’t reject me…don’t abandon me out of the blue or I’ll be sucking up abominable fears…my high spirit sears Look inside of me…reflect on me…deep down inside, though I don’t wanna admit it, you were my starlit fantasy…I know, I might sound crazy…twinkle with me like countless stars in the ebony sky, for you’re my beloved lullaby – believe in me…put your confidence in me…motivate me…relieve me from distress that I’ve sponged in for countless years…I was doused in dread Don’t hate on me…don’t spit on me or put me down for who I am deep down inside…don’t envy my potentials and talents…don’t smash me into smithereens…don’t invite the commotion and chaos – wipe away my bittersweet tears…I’m afraid of what lies ahead


Long poem by David William Breidenthal | Details |

Cast Away All Doubt

Cast away all doubt and let happiness last
You keep sugarcoating our regrets
Our happiness never came to pass…I’m irritable – 
Was our love sublime or was it a crime? A crime?
I keep lying to myself that I don’t have to pay my debts
You hurt me in every way possible 
Was I waste of your time? You’re as sour as lime…
I HAVE casted out all doubt, no doubt
Why did you choose a different route?
You’re the opposite of me
I’m on my own, but never alone, you see?
Do you see clearly?
Look at my eyes and don’t pit me
DON’T GRIEVE FOR ME . . . 

CHORUS:
I will squander my time now and forever
(Are you an evil, fallen angel?)
Until I meet you eye to eye again
Our departure came to soon…our future’s a blur
(sarcasm: Oh you must be a sweet, beautiful angel –)
Come on & get out of the lion’s den!
Release me…I need to let go…
Believe in me…reflect on me…
Release me…let me go with the flow
Let me grow and see…the light at the end of the tunnel
There’s other fish in the sea

(Random Bridge) 
Unchain me from feeling this envy
Feeling this despondency deep in me . . . 
Don’t grieve for me, oh darling
You were my lullaby during nightfall
You were my beloved drug and now, it’s wearing…
Now, it’s wearing off and I’m wearing a frown of appall
 There’s other fish in the sea
Unchain me from feeling this envy
Catch me before I fall 
Hear me as I call
I don’t hear your echoing empathy
But, I hear God’s gracious voice of serenity
 There’s other fish in the sea
Unchain me from feeling this envy
Have some sympathy, you foe
Have some courtesy, you know?
Who knows where the wicked winds blow?
Who knows where the wistful waters flow…
Everything’s gonna be alright tonight
God will show us His sundrenched sight
We’ll write with our might & stand tall
And shed some light to all…
Tonight, do take heart
Don’t rip me apart
Unchain me
Set me free ~
Cast away all doubt…(choose another route)
Please don’t hurt me
Cast away all doubt without a doubt
You know what I’m talkin’ about
Soon, soon, you’ll see…see…
You’ll see my pain…
I need God’s healing, blessed rain
To wash away the pain
That drives me insane . . . 
Drain away the pain
Take away the pain
Devour the pain
Ease the pain,
Driving me insane
Renew my high spirits
I’m driving on another lane
I’m throwin’ my childish fits
Am I sane or insane?
See me through the pane…
See me beyond the pain
Unchain me and let Him shed
His healing rain instead.

Cast away all doubt and let happiness last
You keep sugarcoating our regrets…our misfortunate past
Dismiss the ghosts of our past
Run with your might…run away oh so fast ! ~ ~ ~
Cast away all doubt (with your eyes)
Cast away your heart's doubt 
(never say your goodbyes...I won't fall for your lies - replace them with His 
truth and your wicked, epic lullabies...
Wow, how time flies...yet I still hear your cries...) 
Never doubt & choose a way out 
Of captivity - walk with me on this route
We'll walk in the sun...
Let nightfall welcome the dawn...
The night bows down to the dawn
With open arms...with open arms...x2
Don't enchant me with your wicked charms

I hope this day isn't gone...
We both just need to move on.


Long poem by Brian Johnston | Details |

Feather Power: Echo Poem 8-TH

Poet's Notes 1:
My poet's notes must precede the next Echo Poem as well because the poet 
has not given me permission to publish her poems on my site. I can, of course, 
reference her poems without restriction. So the TH in the title here is short for 
Treasure Hunt. To really enjoy my poem to the full (although it does stand 
alone as well), I suggest you read Lora Colon's Poem called 'A Feather in the 
Wind' on Poemhunter.com first. PH is a great site as well and I publish both 
places.

Ode to a Feather

Is the pen not mightier than the sword? 
Are your words not still thunder and lightning? 
Are they not springs that others have only to sip from
To see their own immortality in black and white
Or in tasting your cup, die in ecstatic communion
Knowing that they have served God in loving you
And in this sweetest of deaths, awake to God's Presence? 
Like the thief on the cross who in acknowledging Christ
Was told, ‘This day you shall be with me in paradise! '
How can you not know this about yourself? 

You certainly have a following….
To reverse the usual sexual metaphor, 
Just where is the ink well
You could not dip your quill into
And is not the quill (the base of a feather)      
In fact the doppleganger of the same instrument
That starts wars, beheads kings, 
Draws national boundaries, and dissolves fortunes? 
Do you intend to put us off our guard
By comparing yourself to a helpless feather
Enslaved to the vagaries of an unpredictable breeze? 

Wow, the tabloids are having a field day! 
Why would you have yourself brought up on charges? 
How is it possible love can be a capital offense? 
Really, dear poet, what were you thinking? 
Please plead temporary insanity
Or depression that overwhelmed you, 
Blame it on your parents, 
Say that someone put acid in your Dr. Pepper, 
Then throw yourself onto the mercy of the court.
You know there will not be a dry eye anywhere…

The only love in danger of disappearing is self-love, 
Self-love that is, in fact, blessed by God and not fake.
Your only real salvation is to realize that you are loved, 
Your only chance for happiness is to give up being a victim.
If you get that loving another (and being loved)      
Are choices that only you have power over, 
Please let this sink in, being a victim is also a choice, 
And, dear poet, it is a choice that no friend wants you to make.
It is not now and can not be, a spell others cast upon you
However sad that might sound in a poem.
You do not need to win our sympathy, WE ARE YOU! 
The only love anyone can lose, is love that they reject, 
And even then, though they are blind to it, 
It is there (and theirs) , eternally theirs, forever …..
Choose for that reason alone to live your days in joy
And in the face of the unknown, always choose life.

Brian Johnston
February 14, 2014

Poet's Notes 2:
The last three lines of this poem reminds me of Mahler's song in ‘Das Lied von 
de Erde' (The Songs of the Earth) called ‘Der Abschied' (The Farewell). The last 
line of Mahler's song is….

‘The beloved Earth blooms forth everywhere in Spring, and becomes green 
anew! Everywhere and endlessly blue skies light the horizon! Endless... '


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