Jslambert Mister Roboto Poet Lyric

Where Melancholy Mingles

I suppose
there’s always good reason
to cry
sadness never has a tough time making friends
ominously,
this dark acquaintance often approaches 
lending water for eyes
to cry

I suppose
there's never better time than now 
to moan
grunting and moaning are long lost relatives
miserably, 
feeding off each other 
dragging stragglers along for the ride
to moan 


I suppose
anxiety needs a moment in the sun 
to worry
flipping, tossing, in a cerebral ceremony
fidgety
anxiously twitching 
as everyone quickly moves
to worry

I suppose 
there's no harm in a little dishonesty
to lie
while thieves join the party
deceptively
a terrible tandem 
of dirty deeds and tendencies
to lie

I suppose
everyone has the ability  
to struggle 
with adversity, where melancholy mingles
blatantly
crying, grunting, and moaning
anxiety moves in permanently
to struggle

 
and I suppose,
there's a heavy dose of negativity 
to digest 
mixed with stress
continually
it may lead to one hell of a 
nasty mess
to ingest
 
©  2011  ~JSLambert Esquire

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John Aaron Green June 22, 2011 at 8:07 PM when we are destroyed,,,,,we must rebuild,,,,,if we cant break down our walls,,,how can we survive,,,,we must,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,with all that we are,,,,,,,break the silence,,,,,we are alive....

Andrea Dietrich June 21, 2011 at 10:02 PM All that negativity builds up to one huge awful turmoil, Joey. I love how you control your poetry by patterning it into stanzas. Seems like free verse to me and it wasn't until recently I learned the meaning of lyric verse meant "emotions of the poet" Before that I just thought it meant lyrical! Again, I am happy to see such an intelligent poet at the Soup. And yes, it is so true. The one negative on rhyme is that it does not allow for deep emotion.

Debbie Guzzi June 20, 2011 at 3:43 PM yes, like a lump of red meat...totally undigestable but still you long for it wallow in it...hope you have entered this. Thanks for liking my Free Verse most didn't and don't comment. BIG HUGS Light & Love

Kabuteng P.Ink K. June 20, 2011 at 11:49 AM Very thought provoking poem you have here, JS-- I think misery does love company... and as for writing tetractys, I think kids would find it quite easy to do (depends on age of course; I suppose kids aged 7 onwards would be ok)-- you teach kids? Maybe you can start them with a Single tetractys, it has 5 lines having syllables of 1,2,3,4,10 OR inverse-- 10,4,3,2,1 -- maybe you can try it with them :D --tell me if you do :D enjoy your day!

Gautami Phookan June 20, 2011 at 5:02 AM Reading another poem , strong feelings straight from the heart. true shouldn't let negativity build up,,my theory if there's grief and sorrow(how can that be avoided in life, an integral part),,fix a time limit ,brood as much as you want to..then time over move on ,,,with a smile!!! smiles to you, what's your name may I ask...Lambert??

Carolyn Devonshire June 19, 2011 at 1:48 PM Lies and other sources of negativity surely do lead to a "nasty mess to ingest," Joey. Powerful writing here! Love, Carolyn