Best Blinding Poems
With their last goodbyes, they walked away
Disappearing in the early morning light
Glaring, the pedantic clock leads the way
Warm, wrapped in a gauzy cocoon, tight
Blissfully euphoric, sedated, waning sight
Whizzing on a gurney, through silent halls
Wide-eyed doors open to a curious fishbowl of faces
Swimming in a sea of floating green tiled walls
My consciousness, serenely traveling into nameless spaces
Buoyantly riding in a tunnel of luminous cloudy embraces
Peace and tranquility arrested the restless soul in me
Immersed in the warmth and gift from above
In a blinding light, he stepped forward, so I could see …
My time had not yet come; these words, He spoke with love
Returning me on the wings of a mourning dove
Faded voices, I could hear
The haunting cries of babies born today
My eyes filled with regretful tears
Life on Earth I must live, vowing not to stray
Until my work is done and He calls me home to stay.
Date: April 29, 2022
For: Near Death Experience Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Placed 6th in contest
You mirror perfection
Shall we bow down
You’re fueled by affection
You mirror perfection
You preach of direction
Where is your crown
You mirror perfection
Shall we bow down
He gathers all flowers he sees to show off his romance.
He chops all trees he faces to show off his masculinity.
He gayly spits out a lump of saliva to show off his coolness.
He leaves traces of money wherever he goes to show off his richness.
He sings everyday, every moment to show off his persistency and passion.
But she doesn't stare into his eyes
with admiration nor satisfaction nor true desire.
Her eyes are a pair of story tellers, without a tint of a lier.
They only speak the truth, insulting the man with a harsh glare.
This time, his simple-mindedness carries him away.
His lack of mind demonizes his very heart and bones of his soul,
Snapping at once like a monster, existing as a deleterious being.
He goes mad, killing hundreds, thousands, millions, thirsty for a genuine love,
only waiting for to see a swarm of oozing blood waves gushing in and out of his lungs.
He cannot cope with this madness,
His responsibility he has once established.
At last, he cuts his breath with an undeniable slash with his double edged sword,
chanting a regretful cry out of his body until the silence takes over his surrounding.
something about the rain
against the window pane
now blurred vision
My love is not a blinding blizzard, after all,
Descending quickly, sweeping you off your feet,
As though we were forever predestined to meet,
Then hurriedly moving on to another’s faint call.
My love comes slowly, more like a snail’s crawl
Slowly building momentum each time we embrace
Every time I touch your hand or see your face,
For I am one who follows old-fashioned protocol.
Do not think I’ll be the common suitor you’ve had
Who came on strong and quickly turned your head
But then behaved like a suave, but merciless, cad
Thinking only of enticing you into his lustful bed
I am listening while you tell of past amours, so sad,
But, I have found you, my love, and my heart is glad.
written February 4, 2022
Blinding silver streak
Explodes
Rocks crash
Roof rattles
Cracked sky
Spills fury
Pent up rage
Inflicted
Doors
Windows
Blown open
Wild wind
Laces through
Snuggled up
Tight and warm
Bear hugging
Howling storm
Wrestling
Chest crushing
Rib crunching
Dominion
Pinned down
Struggling beneath
Seeking for some
Lasting release
I won't let this
Tempest leave
Make it rain
Forty days
And forty nights
Yet
Somehow
Some way
I fall in
Dream
It slinks away
And all I
Wake up to
Is this
Fresh morning
Kiss
Falling stars and broken dreams
Surround the corners of my mind
Torn pages seem so unkind
Rebuilding over, just to rewind
Always learning, life defined
But life isn't what it seems
Many ropes tie and bind
Dreams shine like moon beams
Sun on my Windshield
Sharp blinding light ray blurred sight
Red spots linger on.
An empty space
Something’s missing
Inside you
Incomplete creation
A solitary soul
Living to yourself
In your own world
Out of touch
From those around you
Words have no impact
On one born without empathy
Leaving me destitute
Demanding sacrifices
Yet, unable to give of yourself
No reciprocation
Wasting no time on matters
That bear no benefit
To your selfish desires
Spoken words
Dry like the desert sands
Flat, no genuineness
Imitating emotions
That you will never feel
Because you are
A broken, empty shell
Pretending to be human
The Blinding Eye Of Desire
We begin at a breakneck speed and a
hectic pace
Toward the finish line yearning to win
each pivotal race
Ambitions could prevail over adversity
beneath skies or beyond
Yet urging fate to hand the prize is like
mining gold from a grain of sand
Penned: 1/6/2022
5:54 p.m.
Lake Worth
Florida USA
She said it was not the right time;
He said he would wait forever.
She said he was not the right one;
He said he would do whatever.
Is she blind; or is he blind?
Or are both so; in an ocean where none can see.
Sun blinding this seal
A mammal, glad to see me
My favourite pet
Do you see the two about to kiss or vase in the void Reversing figures a face or a vase Caressing touch of perception The blind spot shadows of interposition sensations that appear to be real but are created within the mind Erupting within the mind of fiction An emotional parallax but not a delusion Imaginations seeing things bigger than they are Constancy sizing within your mind Do you see the two about to kiss or vase in the void Your clear avoidance sloping characteristics of a surface on the surface you graduate Zippering within the mind An illusion in proximity Alleged ability to gain information about an object Like a starving fever reality kisses the imagination Whole that is perceived as more than the sum of its parts Using a viewfinder to look for a Cyclopean image Do you see the two about to kiss or vase in the void Closure a common fate
Blinding inertia bleeds extruding from your peripheries. Inverse cognition conjuring
within your grasp. To accommodate the psyche beyond id, clarity overtakes the
divine misdirection.
Blinding ignorance
Refusing to admit defeat
To even yourself
Delusions of grandeur
Clouds your judgment
Hypnotizing the embryonic conscience
That you proclaim to possess
No epiphany
Continuing to live as the hero
That you pretend to be
Denying the existence
Of the villain that owns
Your narcissistic soul
Loosing your angels, one by one
Cascading down like dominos
Falling over until nothing remains
Numb inside
Cannot reciprocate the love
Bestowed on you
Your attempts at imitation
Just a desperate measure,
A histrionic demonstration of emotions
That your heart is incapable of feeling
Vacancy engulfs the hearts
Of those who live only for themselves
Your selfish heart
Thrives on twisted manipulation
Shattering the beautiful innocence
Of the guardian seraphim
That watch over you
Forever tarnishing the purity
That was my love for you
Now you're life knows only loneliness
Wallowing in emptiness
Until your very last breath