"If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees." - Kahil Gibran
Listen to the wind; it has many sounds.
Does it roar, rush, gust, swoosh, hum, thump or wail?
It can whisper innocently or bay like hounds.
If you groan or whine, wind may mimic you,
moaning or muttering. It might even howl
like a wounded troop that is dying to pass through
or like a soul battered by words and deeds most foul.
Antagonized too much, a tempest wind can be -
swirling violently – almost incessantly.
Listen to it; wind can be much like you and me.
But just as we can hear the wind, can you believe
that maybe – just maybe – the wind has ears as well?
What if it knows US? What secrets might it tell?
Listen to the wind as it moves through grass and reed.
Does it carry secrets in each gentle breeze
as it breathes and rustles leaves upon the trees?
People like to say that Zephyr whispers.
How fitting it would be if secrets wind has heard
live always within nature – each and every word!
Categories:
antagonized, wind,
Form: Rhyme
My Mind at Five
I was but five, I had a fear.
It was my mind, the dark was near!
I could not sleep, I rolled and tossed.
Could hear them creep, as they by me, passed!
I saw the trees move in the wind.
Their branches screamed, I saw them grin!
The moonlit lights showed me their glares,
That the window glass and the cupboards bared!
What could I do, they wanted in!
I ran to you, you tucked me in.
You explained to me, it was all in my head,
And that I had to sleep in my own safe bed!
So, this went on, every night till late.
I did hang on, but my eyes gave weight.
In the darkest night, with my eyes shut tight,
They antagonized me with my mind and sight.
Then came the day, I grew up in age.
But my mind at five, how it took center stage!
30 July 2018
Categories:
antagonized, allusion, anxiety, fear, night,
Form: Rhyme
i pray they dig deeper
than all red roses
or until the rain
has a newer scent
i pray this rain never feels the same again
i pray
and worry
and pray harder
but i am still antagonized
by the present
the past
the future
so they
dig for truth
wish one has been granted
Categories:
antagonized, childhood,
Form: Free verse
To go, to run, to leave
I wish to go, to run, to be
Leaving where I am in misery
The place where all my memories bleed
Cold runs through my veins
Insane as I have been left in
The small place a town constant
Reminders of how much I spent
Time on those and things that were
Never meant for my future
A fate that was left to be destroyed
Mindset pushed antagonized annoyed
Leaving please a leaving to go
Where freedom is all I will know
On this day to leave is a must
Remembering the family I used to have of love
Loving those times not these currently
Praying and wishing I could leave
Without a care lost all dreams
Obscenely seeking what I wish
To leave to that destination
No where fast anywhere soon
A place where my heart may moon
Unite with day and succumb to night
I wish I could just leave and start a life
Categories:
antagonized, community, feelings, hurt, leaving,
Form: Free verse
EQUATIONS
Equality’s balance
Quaking at fulcrum’s pain
Unequal forces
Antagonized by
Theoretic nonchalance,
Immune to the folly
Of reason’s
Nuanced
Serendipity.
3/9/2016
submitted to – EQUATIONS – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Anthony Slausen
Categories:
antagonized, metaphor,
Form: Acrostic
Reheated road
Reheated road retired by moving pandemonium,
Altercating, bitching, clamoring and demanding
sluggishly set forward
Birds and flies dispersed towards different directions
Their infuriate cry overspread the moving commotion
Against the riot the power standing
highly fortified, uniformed with stars
Attentively antagonized, barricading with iron bars
behind the fuming
Uproar reached closer
and disagreement sparking
Bottles, stones, whatever touching hands took wings
High torn and overfilled emotions animated
in place of confirmation, coordination, and correlation
flushing water, smoky gas and rubber bullets
find way to reach a peaceful solution
tears, vain juice and screaming
flowed without win nobody
Road reheated seeking solution treatment!
Jayaratne Weerakkody
Categories:
antagonized, bullying, emotions, people, stress,
Form: Narrative
cannot size up the personality by the lack of facial expressions
cannot size up the facial expressions from the context in which said
sizing up is taking place &
already the assumption is that the individual before you
is something of a mad sort---
someone conniving,
someone with another agenda altogether,
for the very act of being
removed from all which seems important to the
investigative public
seems insane.
beginning to feel entirely uncomfortable,
the frustrated, antagonized party gets up to excuse themselves,
hoping to be able to escape the present context so that
back to the watering hole, back to the wishing well,
something will appear which gives that false sense of hope
seemingly so sexy to the hopeless who lie to themselves
that it will all get better if they just think it will.
Categories:
antagonized, life,
Form: Free verse