Best Blinded Poems
I stood on a hill and screamed for peace...
Lost in the noise were friends that teased...
A mask that hides what's wrong and right...
Too many stones thrown that blinded my sight...
Wolves that prowled with a sheeps face and a devils soul...
Crept slowly in the dark where the truth was never told...
My cape is wrinkled and torn and bloodied from the day...
A battle well fought where being right lost its way...
Then left with a heart with blood still there to drain...
No need to ask the question, I'd do it all over again...
I don't write stories, I don't write make believe... I write what's in Me.... Michael
Blinds were drawn,
slid closed.
So she folded herself,
collapsed
In familiar retreat,
Along similar lines
going weak
Giving in again
to movement
Of leg's levers pulling
thighs to belly
Drawing in again
her arms
Creased at elbows,
touching ribs
Paperthin-skinned
flightless wings
Hands neat wrapped
round knees
Neck dropping
head to rest
Chin to chest,
while coolness
Of. white sheet's pleats
firmly defied
Evening's crumpled
humid heat
Strange comfort
covered
A mind stripped,
as day fades
Lines had been drawn,
light complied
On the knotted spine
with its own
Two-tone arise
and drop,
Curved with a need
for sleep
On the dotted line,
a sinking
Head to toe
beneath
Time's horizon.
And so, she slept,
bent double
Once more folded
and foiled
Blood and flesh,
origami style,
Dark and lightly
blinded bird.
Aqua Marine.
May 8th, 2017.
He loves me
He loves me not …
He loves me
He loves me not …
When the rose tinted petals fell from my eyes
I was no longer blinded -
finally I could see his deception
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I would like to ponder wisdom
loving relationships and things
A life lived beyond good intentions
What it means to have strong wings
To know that life has a purpose
When it is lived beyond myself
I don't need to fill all my cupboards
It's better that I share the wealth
All those things I think I'm needing
are trapping me within the want
I see heartache written in graffiti
Why am I blinded by colourful font
If my more means that I'm taking
Is any of it truly gain
Others find food in dumpsters
and I am ignorant to their pain
In this world of want and plenty
I know I have more than my share
By remembering where it came from
I should know I have plenty to spare
God implores me to be giving
To have faith He won't let me down
These hands have a special purpose
If I'm willing to venture down town!
Heavy heart weighs me down
Troubles the mind
Obscures clear thought
Turbulent life coexists
Within the realm of the couple
On a plain different
From where love resides
As shattered glass blocks the view
But stays in place
People, too, can be the shards
Left there to block another
Not allowing the vision
The sight of what may be
May the glass fall to the ground
Opening up the skies to those in need
Opening up the horizons
To the blind
May it not cut when falling
For with each piece
Are spoken words
Which draw blood
Leaving scars
Heavy heart weighs me down
Troubles the mind
Obscures clear thought
If only she had known.
Then maybe she would have saved you.
Maybe she wouldn't have turned her back.
So that you wouldn't have to face this all alone.
She swore to him that this would never end.
Another lie, if only he had seen this coming.
The water overflowing.
A beating heart lying exposed.
Left to die alone.
And she turned her back on you.
With zero regards for the consequences.
She only thought about herself.
And the shadows casted so thin at first.
Leading to an overwhelming darkness.
What could he have done to prevent this?
Where'd she go when he needed her the most?
Another question going unanswered.
Just look what you've done.
You place the blame on everyone but yourself.
Trying to cover up all of these lies.
Your jaded veil, a facial disguise.
You left him for the vultures to feast upon.
Oh my God.
He would give anything to escape this shattered place you made his world.
Will he ever make it out alive?
He's craving something new.
Something to open his eyes.
Sick of being drowned by a traitor in a once beautiful disguise.
I'm coming for you tonight.
You'll never make this out alive.
I'm sick of your bull####.
Unimaginable lies.
This is the death of you.
You've forgotten what it's mean to breathe.
He let you get to his heart.
He let you wrap your hands around his soul.
But now his life is in my hands, and I will break the chains of your control.
You'll never make it out alive.
You'll never You'll never make this out alive.
Is this the end?
The end of you?
I hate to say I told you so.
Don't tell me this is not what you want.
I'm taking ahold of this.
I stand in front of you, you've become a mute.
Not saying a word.
Coward.
I will set my ground.
And without a sound.
I'll pull the trigger to save a life.
He will now make this out alive.
Blinded by the Light
What love's blind eyes see ever more
bereft of heart and soul?
The fervent truth the eyes disguise
like shallow water's shoals.
The righteous eye knows not the fool
whose light betrays it's beams.
There's none so blind who will not see
the lighthouse of one's dreams.
The salty air corrodes the heart.
The taverns steal the soul.
Decadent ports of tawdry sorts
forever take their toll.
Sail on, sail on, back out to sea,
lest romance run aground.
The bright light shames the shallow heart.
The fool doth double down.
The captain cursed the billowed sails
as waves began to breach,
for in the distance sees the light,
forever out of reach.
Regret and pain fill heart and soul.
The helm could feel the grip.
What light with fresh epiphany
goes down with once proud ship.
The skies did tell of coming swells
as tides seduced the shore.
Once righteous dreams of treasured love
now dumped on ocean's floor.
No seas to sail, nor sights to see,
no harbor left to dock.
Those foolish eyes horizons seek
face undefeated clock.
When inner beauty shines it's light
see past the shapely sails.
Look not ahead toward morrow's bed
as surface beauty pales.
How Can The Blinded Ever Bear To See
Above drudgery of this life
skies just begging to be seen
sun sends its warmth and its hello
to a humanity that oft wanders blind,
in its glories rotten to its core.
What shouts out in sorrows and in epic pains
none but retributions and loss of sweet hope
born by a mad walk down vanity's darkest path
complete with arrogance of want to be gods!
Above the Dragon that lies in wait
its sharp claws spoiled with dried bloods
its legions prowling for pleasures they need
world rewarding as such merit thus calls-
to misery, sacrifices fruits of death.
How can the blinded ever bear to see
morbid curse they adore and truly embrace
for mortal souls lounge in festering ponds
and moan in silence among valleys of midnight calls!
Above pits of cavernous despairs
man races into his welcoming abyss
his heart chained to selfish desires
mind a cage of ego driven exasperation,
poison arrows sent to pierce truth.
When will life's beauty, its powers happily reveal
to a mad herd claiming gems born of darkness
and at dawn's rise plead for their well hidden masks
so as no stray mirror dares shines most feared truth!
Robert J. Lindley, 7-17-2019
Prose, ( What Time And Truth May One Day Reveal )
Note:
Strange the waves that oft surge within dream seas
views of dark pits and direst moaning pleas
anguish born from travels on earth's darken paths
and saddest sorrows, fruits of divine wrath.
I don't know what to do
My heart is blinded by the look in your eyes
There is know where to turn
Know where to go
I know there is an easier route for all these happenings
I can't always carry your love with me
Til' death do us a part
Your not committed enough to have something strong
Before long you got to go and leave me alone
So I can have my happy ending
So go now you whom blinded my heart.
I wanted to be different, that much I wanted! And there I am, the very same, plain, normal non-magic. I am ashamed. Stupid shameful and bitter. I wanted to be different but I was a mirage for myself only, that was me. And the reality took over, mirage fell into a faint. Into a faint fell extraordinary me. Into the ordinariness I fell. Realising, I fell over. My self fell apart. Crawling, my eyes tearfuly blinded with anger of disappointment, watched those pieces messed around. "I am not who I wanted to be". The illusion was over. "Yuk, when I swallow it all, all will be over again".
I never took the time to speak my love
I never told him what I was thinking of
I never thanked him for all he had done
I never said I was proud to be his son
I was blinded by the speed of life
Now, on angel’s wings he’s taken flight
To have shared his world, I feel delight
I was blinded by the speed of life
I always waited for the perfect time
I always kept those thoughts inside my mind
I always choked on the words within his sight
I always said I would, in bed at night
But,
I was blinded by the speed of life
Now, on angel’s wings he’s taken flight
To have shared his world, I feel delight
I was blinded by the speed of life
And, now it’s too late, I missed my chance
I wasn’t there for his final dance
He never heard me say what I had to say
Now, I miss my father, every day
I was blinded by the speed of life
Now, on angel’s wings he’s taken flight
To have shared his world, I feel delight
I was blinded by the speed of life
amnesia sets in
selective memory
forgetting the gossip
written in a rhyme
poison inked words
splatter on the screen
to demean
to be mean
misjudge
tattle taler
repeat hater
carries on...
others pics forgotten
other words forgotten
hate fueled
hate sated
the true state
not debated
never stopping to think
could be wrong
has to push down
to be strong
and so it goes on
wrong after wrong
and like the publican
feels good to pray
and say
"Thank God...I'm not like others....a sinner
I'm a winner!"
Morality laden
A chaste maiden
Oh, but erased
is not defaced
there is another record
One with a trace
Seen by another Judge
ONE not common place
a remembered name
a remembered face
and I?
Well, I rest my case....
For I am nothing
but a sinner
in need of grace
Eileen Manassian
My heart aches for you, I feel so bad,
I wish you could see how beautiful you are, you just don't get it man,
I watch you constantly ask for opinions, how do I look in these jeans?
How do you think I should do my hair? Would you ever date someone like me?
You try so hard to fix your outside appearance that you can no longer see,
Your heart is blinded daily by the spirit of vanity,
It manipulates insecurities and plays with your heart and soul,
It makes you feel like your not good enough, and when you feed it, you allow it to grow,
Use the authority God gave you, starve that demon away,
Stand up and do something, fight for your life, walk out your door without makeup on your face,
Each step you take, you will see, that stronghold will have to let go,
If you don't feed it, it will eventually die of starvation and give your heart room to grow,
Real love will replace those insecurities, And you will look back one day,
And wonder why you even cared about what anyone else had to say.
I stood upon a brine soaked bow
Aboard a schooner lost at sea
Where balls of hail tore through the sails
And broke the masts of three
When karma came to pay me back
For all my dirty deeds
When I laid upon a swan-like girl
Of grace and purity
I stole her mind..her heart and soul
Her pride and dignity
When I wrapped her in a web of lies
Proclaiming love eternally
As I sealed her fate and destiny
With my host of wayward seeds
That would one day bear a bastard child
Bathed in humility
For...when her eyes were closed in sleep
I tiptoed out the door
A blaggard with a heart of stone
I left her lying there alone
To face the morning after
With echo's of my laughter
Resounding through the rafters
As she gazed upon my footprints
On the floor
Many more...I scored before
Upon those many shores
Virgins by the dozens
And the broken town-hall whores
But, nary a thought
Crossed through my mind
That one day I would find
The wrath of God upon my brow
When lightning...stuck me blind
Written: March 28th, 2018
Author: Elaine Cecelia George
It's true.. the girl I really wanted
Was someone more than good to me
She'd be known for all her kindness
To everyone that she would see
She'd encourage friends and family
Support dreams and fight for cause
Be just as beautiful from the inside
Never one to focus on others flaws
Oh, this world has too much drama
At the same time it's starved for love
So if together we're both not better
If we don't fit like a hand in glove
When God's children.. used as pawns
Break my heart and make me cry
But you're obliviously blinded by "selfies"
I think it's time for us to say goodbye
You've got to know when love is over
It's tough, but alone I'll carry on
When lover's souls are not in sync
The treasure of intimacy is gone
You can't live going through motions
I still believe in awe and serendipity
So I have hope for kids at the border
And out there, there's a "you" for me
~Lyric Man
Note: I wanted to make a strong statement about the issue of kids being separated from their parents at the border. I thought I might see if I could shape that in the context of a love relationship altered by this crisis.