Best Actuality Poems


Legend Over Actuality

Man induced with intense mischief 
Blood staining his custom made handkerchief
Cutting eyes and deadly stares 
Creepy crackling as he walks the stairs 
He has no shadow, if you believe the myth

Not Reality, Actuality

Eyes open to reality but I'm stuck in actuality
My life is desirable but only to whom who never see me depressed hiding alone in my room 
I'm the fast car that speeds by you and for a second you wish it was at the turn of your neck but miles down the roads come to find me banged up in a wreck and for a sec I felt I had it all figured out until the impossible became possible because I guess It was always a possibility 
How do I accept my faults and move on without destroying my pride and dignity 
If we all matter and we're all matter how come I'm losing my energy like what's gotten into me I see no change in my appearance to be honest all I see is important people disappearing but that's only once it's too late and someone mentions their disappearance see I'm constructing a life no longer constructed of lies and I apologize if I lied I guess we're all a little compulsive making decisions on impulses and I'm very impulsive I do then I think I should've  thought before I did i should've never fought so many battles I should've quit and just hid but that's not in my character I'm too stuck on tryna make a difference so I take all of the blame even the outcome comes out different I don't ask you to understand nor do I ask you listen I'm just releasing my thoughts from this well guarded prison I write to clear my mind not to be relatable but that's often debatable my grass is barely green but I know people with a darker shade or two so I can't complain I just live content with the fact that I'm able to live I can't waste time wondering about the what ifs because life is uncertain and that's for certain my body is tired and my mind is still hurtin

Premium Member Smoke and Mirrors

("Perception/Reality Merit Badge" #62, 2015, original oil)

Smoke and Mirrors

Amid the flux
Of shimmering sound and vision
Someone is lying
Is it your eyes 
Is it your ears
Is it those pulling the levers
And splicing the tapes
Or is it all of the above?

In the end
It’s not the lying that matters
Since that’s what senses
And people do
It’s the believing
That will get you in trouble
Every time.

(8/14/24


A Moment In Physical Phase Actuality

never necessary
is a full cup of hate
my movements are
my medicine
my choices are my health food

watching you sleep on the
passenger side as i avoid 
the highway admiring the scenery,
i shake my head with a smile because
i have never met one with quite the 
personality such as yours

as we arrive to our destination, i cannot
help but think back again to a time when 
my only travails were the occasional daydreams
in the back of a dark movie theater

now here i am....a participant in a picture....
experience being the ultimate autograph....
i find myself thanking God without knowing,
which brings me back to earth

checking in to this hotel once unaffordable,
i, for some reason, become a nervous wreck,
oh what the heck....then i look at you....holding
the same oar as me....it is then that i realize that
i am not the only one posing with movement

never necessary 
is a whole pint of regret
my plan making is my rehabilitative scrapbook
my decisions from here are my mirror image results
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Offensive banners

Why are we seeing isis flags? that waved before above
Those who were to be be-headed !!
Why does the government not put such horror to bed?
Where is the right to live in peace?
A Britian integral, where all should live with all surceace
Wholly free' no iron fist; no foreign law.'
The senses of the people, I feel are raw' false politicans
You'll be 'dissallowed' denied position.'
I hear the vows, it will take millions, maybe they are ready?
A phobia against treason, is now to the fore ' 
Level headed people, seem primed; aware, intent and sore.'

Realest

As your name implies, you are my Eden.
You are my beautiful flower in my wonderful garden.

You are the one I cultivate in my heart.
I water you every day, and I love you a lot.
Grow and bloom in my heart
On a beautiful farm, 
On a wonderful farm, I will protect you and be your magical charm.

I will shine brightly for you like the sun in the morning.
In my heart, things are growing and blossoming.

So I can see your cheerful face having a good time in actuality.
I, my one and only, will nourish you with love and trust.
And it wouldn't fail because it's all part of my reality.



Saturday, December 3, 2016


Premium Member Actuality

ACTUALITY

so remote
distinction
between
appearance &
where
 reality
   exists
illumed


self-assertive
yet fallible
 by
 mutual suspicion
insecurity
   &petty
appearance
but
unusually
interactive
&
 motivated
   focused
&purposed

perspective
 with the idea
of
love
in
 relationship
 so very real
with a  sense
 denial of self 
 capable
 of
genuinely
  telling
&
portraying
 a life
free to be

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand

Actuality

"ACTUALITY"


there are 7.5 billion people 
in this world.

there are just a hand full
that know what it means 
to live life

and
 
maybe someday, 
we'll tell them.



By: Chicano Eddie
10-3-2016

Premium Member Visions of Actuality Pictures of Zechariah

the surrounded
          the overwhelmed
in an
    unbelieving world
seeing
     vision based distinctives
vivid
   &compelling perceptions
horns craftsmen artisans
clothes
     cleansed of iniquity
a measuring line pipes flyingscroll
quartets
     of chariots
an enthroned priest
in
  a crown of victory

of lampstands&olive trees
emptying
         golden oil
                nourishing life
enlightening
the living
              with understanding
              with anticipatory
                                   meditations

An Actuality of Belief

What I love is the actuality of God
All day
Everyday
A fluid give and take
A being with God
Not just a going to church God
Not a God of scripture and things written
A living breathing every second of the day God
Call me a fool
What I love is my best friend God
My ..I am never alone God
I am accepted just as I am God
My never criticizing always forgiving
I am more than enough even though I am flawed God
My sees me as exquisite God
My hugs me at night and welcomes me into every new day God
My believes in me God
My God who is with me when I screw up and loves me just the same when I do something nice for others
Active, actual, ever here always laughing joyful God
My does not ask me to do anything nor rewards me for doing anything God
Because he loves me infinitum no matter what I do or don't do
Unconditional absolute acceptance God
Have you allowed yourself to really know him?
God

Reaching Into Actuality-Rita

Reaching InTo Actuallity-RITA
To Hurricane Katrina's Mama 
Hurricane RITA & Survivors

Yeah you blew winds hard and fierce,
crossing all our hearts,
you left without waving bye,
I guess you were just a wash.

You took away some actualities,
reaching for our souls,
what you had no idea about
You pushed us toward our goals.

You caused plain, old, and idle folks 
to rethink the things they clinched,
your winds changed attitudes on life
and now lifes' become a cinch.

See, many now whom you displaced,
your total destruction went amiss.
You actually cleaned out some closets
and reset things abit.

So as you go on to be renamed as 
a no rain drops-blowing wind; 
forget not last, the time you tried
you only provided relief from sin.

Premium Member Actuality of Being

Doing what we do as a doer, we tend to sway 
Owing to lower ego urges thus interfering
Knowing seeing is believing, as scriptures say
Becoming by non-doing, presence free flowing

Delighting in myriad hues of love manifest
Vivifying elixir divine, magnetising our form
Transcending mind body by ceasing to resist
Imbibing waves of ineffable bliss in swarms

Resting thought, abiding in pure awareness 
Emptying out consciousness contracting toxins
Going along with the flow of love in blissfulness 
Dancing with joy as bliss throb within heightens

Beginning thus in pristine stillness and silence
Transitioning to fullness by bliss percolation
Scintillating is the purity of childlike innocence 
Drawing in divine grace in playful celebration 

22-November-2020

Premium Member Actuality of Being

This-ness 
Right now

Feel it
Breathe it

Touch it
Love it

It is
As is

The all
That is

Moment
Flowing

Embrace
Release

Like breeze
With ease

Hermit
Know now

Be still
At peace

Within
The heart

Wherein
We merge

As in
The mind

Ego
All thought 

Just melt
Therein

07-January-2021

Premium Member Actuality In Physicality

Magnetic throb within definitive
electrifying our form with ecstasy 
We know not any spiritual practice 
the rapture within being our reality

It matters not what others affirm
for we are ever immersed in bliss
In surrendered stillness we align
both free & captive in loves caress

12-September-2020

Premium Member Actuality In Physicality

Here we are
Within form
Ceasing to spar
Ego we disarm

Layer by layer
Clear light dawns
Stillness our prayer
Each moment reborn 

Void & manifestation 
Appear & disappear
Permanent bliss elation
Vaporises false fears

The Sushumna erect
Throbbing with power
Inner alignment corrects
Swathed in a bliss shower 

Radiation from within
Sears through identity
Renewal of bliss ignition
Our being-ness in continuity 

25-August-2020

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