Best Cloud Over Poems
It doesn't matter what you say because I'm going insane
I've put a bullet in my brain, what's the name of the game that I have play to be free?
It really doesn't matter what anybody says to me, they didn't listen when I was spilling my guts, dropping pills and believing my paranoia
Even though paranoias just a frame of mind.
Now what is this I'm seeing when I'm swimming through a river of blood and shutting down
Drop another round begin to feel the love with an amorous desire for life or I'm lying
While I'm dying on the floor when I failed trying to stand back
Managed my doubt that the black cloud over my head will retract now and stop shrouding my world with its shadows and down pours
I'm damn bored, no I'm ill and what else can I feel?
What else do I need? I need motivation to succeed and achieve where I'm heading, where I'm going and where do I want to be at.
I haven't got a clue, I stopped thinking and stopped drinking and lost all my tact
It doesn't take long for the river of blood to start flowing again, it's rushing towards me and adroline is flowing through my veins
Depression often does it to the next sufferers head and you know it's getting bad when the rivers running red
It doesn't really matter what meds you use you always hear stories of the drug being abused and self medicating is just something that you choose
So if you don't have a plan about where you want to be take a f*** load of drugs and live a false reality
Its been going on for years and I got bored to f****** death
Fed up living life like it's a school exam test
I'll admit that pills, weed and coke can be fun for some in moderation but I won't again let them make me feel like I'm staring down the barrel of a shotgun.
Now my head is clear I'll let you in on one thing, you won't get where you're going if you keep living in a dream there's only two true things in life that arnt lies
And there's two true things in life that never dies and those two things are called smiles and cries
Is it a tragedy or comedy if you find comedy in tragedy
Categories:
cloud over, depression, hip hop, june,
Form:
Rhyme
SPIRITUALLY INTERRUPTED.
I CAME TO EARTH WITH
EVERYTHING IN TACT.
I was happy curious and
with rapid anxiety.
couldn't wait to bring the
good news from the place
where I had just come from,
To my new home here on earth.
It was just an
overwhelming understanding.
that I had,Wanted badly
to share the joy as I arrived
I studied my mothers face.
She was beautiful !
I saw no father.
As I knew what a
mirror was immediately.
The science of images
and reflections innate.
many secrets held in my D.N.A..
and I was well pleased.
Delight and light
surrounded me then.
Everything was good.
Somehow my
senses were acute;
Bees-Butterflies,dandelions.
praying mantis
even earthworms-
were my playmates.
Mud pies and the smell of dirt.
Everything was intact
when I came to earth.
Seemed like a lovely place.
Riding my tricycle-
was quite like the freedom
I had known in my other home.
Then hooverd a cloud over me.
a dreary cloud,
Tears were streaming
I heard mommy crying.
She was only a child
I tried to make her
smile again. I wanted to know
but, she cried even more.
I tasted anguish for
the first time that day.
I was spiritually interrupted
afraid, insecure, and confused
confounded by the blanks and the
sudden disconnection,
I built up a wall;
The wall protected me
from the cacophony
of loud ,big people shouting.
I retreated into my safe world.
Grown-ups they annoyed me
All of them ( The big People )
They were different,
I vowed to never forget my original self.
I vowed that I would always
hold on to my Spiritual soul.
Years passed and I gathered
more of their distorted truth's
I wanted to enjoy the
body I was placed in.
The body I had
before the distractions of curves..
Before the mind noise.
Before the blood that
caused me distress
I could hardly hear
my inner-voice.
I prayed to my inner God.
Too much to know-
Too much too soon.
My innocence melted
like a snowball in a furnace.
The lust of the big people
no longer allowed
me the freedom childhood.
Now jaded with the
burden of womanhood
and my childhood was arrested..
My spirit was abruptly interrupted.
Categories:
cloud over, creation, lust, , cute,
Form:
Free verse
Let this rose be cherished with love.
Let its beauty beautify your resemblance.
Let the aroma mix with your fragrance
so the scent can cloud over me,
attract me, hypnotize me so my
love can never disappear.
Except this rose!
-Sincerely Brandon-
Categories:
cloud over, love
Form:
It's just a mini breakdown, nothing that a shot of whisky won't fix
a scratch
a nick
a heavy pail
and nothing helped
it's just a cry for help now
nothing that a pill or rest can't mend
so tired
so low
get back on the horse again
Oh Lord i'm such a failure
I've let my loved ones down
this cloud over my heart bursts
how do I get up out of bed today
There's nothing left to lift
I feel numb, can't even feel your kiss
I really need someway out of this
someone please help me
Categories:
cloud over, depression,
Form:
Awakening Perpetually
by Odin Roark
Awakening perpetually knows well
Perfection’s tuning fork disquietude,
Its awareness that any off-key meandering
Can cloud over a caressing sunshine rising,
Sour a dawning’s gardenia fragrance.
One reaches skyward with morning’s extension,
The opening of shuddered windows,
Inviting breezes to find purpose
Among slumber’s expended air,
The body’s unwearied resilience.
About the room
Timeless ghosts bow heads and implore with stretched arms,
Aroused by their history’s carillon, matins and lauds,
Even as cobblestone passage below traffics today’s gluttonous appetite,
Fulfilling its locust-like consumption,
Unabated by cacophony’s garrulous conceit
Propelling a different consciousness
Self-destructing by tourismic mayhem.
But…
To step forward and lean on man’s balcony of hope,
Is to lift weary eyes above the clutter below
Onto rising light’s warm-colored horizon,
To give one’s tuning fork its earned reward,
The sense of harmony and melody
Being born of another day.
Such is the embrace of dawn’s meaning,
The anticipation of canvas to paint,
Verses to write,
Preludes to compose.
For lest we forget,
Awakening remains perpetual,
Whether for man, creature, seedling or flower.
It asks only to be honored.
Categories:
cloud over, senses,
Form:
Free verse
The day is coming alas
A coming storm rolling in fast
Darker than any cloud over the cast
When day turns to everlasting night
Will we be forced into a blind fight?
Will we see clearly without light?
A storm heavy in mass
A catastrophic event may be our last
Darkness looms, growing vast
Signs of a apocalypse
Still we're blinded by trivial events
Final hours of our days, nearing eclipse
The coming storm forewarns
Awaiting to shuck us like corn
A harvest accompanies the final horn
Categories:
cloud over, dark, earth, horror, natural
Form:
Lyric
THE FLOOD…
And it shall come to past, when I shall bring
a cloud over the earth, that the bow shall be
seen in the cloud…and the waters shall no
more become a flood to destroy…
Memories are like tombstones:
Silent epitaphs of life.
We prepared well for the fire next time;
But the thunder came: wailing clouds
Released their sobbing tears
The crescendo passage of the river’s womb
Overflowed her loins; wetness
Saturating the helpless earth.
Stunned by the surge of the water’s fury,
We sandbagged hope; anchored by our faith,
we levied our destinies on the upper banks of time.
What sins had we forgotten to pray forgiveness for?
How long had we cursed the drought? Who Could stop the tears of God?
Cringing beneath the cloud, whining…
We wiped away our tears; waiting on the crest.
In the tears of God; we waited on the dove: soaring
Skies; sailing in the mist of the bow’s rays;
Refracted by the savory tears of God.
Categories:
cloud over, faith, spiritual, water,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Truths slant with his sharp angles.
Skies cloud over as lies untangle.
Spinning time, she spills gray thought,
kneads her words like clay till wrought.
Weary days, she works her pen,
beautifying dreams again.
When spirits lift, she will escape
his rough hand from throat to nape.
Even now, her frail heart crumbles.
Beaten down, her hours tumble.
Words confuse from mottled page,
flailing on a blackened stage.
On a dirt road made of grit,
she strengthens wings struggling to flit
between his grip of thumb and fingers,
an innocent soul always lingers.
Freedom found and compass tossed,
from highest peaks climbed up, she's lost.
Light streams down from one bright star.
Her skies open from dreams afar.
His rage tries to steal her soul.
She fights to take back her control
from past tumbling, her tale is told.
Her shrouded words will now unfold.
Written 3/23/17
Categories:
cloud over, abuse, emotions, heartbreak, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold
Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold
Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans
Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions
They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”
Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place
Their weaknesses manipulate them – they’re the definition of disgrace
Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless
Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness!
They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”
Hear our hesitation and supplication…we’re beneath the bricks and remains
We’re buried alive literally! We’re becoming one with the ground
Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we’re getting washed away in the drains
We’re searching for shelter…we’re getting hunted down – we’re barely surviving
They churn…
They coil…
They drift away…
They spoil…
In their miseries…
Does He hear their pleas?
“SAVE ME!”
“Bestow blessings upon us!”
Are you ignoring us deliberately?
“Give us a helping hand
And lead us to the promise land!”
Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement
Their strengths repaired our souls…we’re the definition of bravery!
Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho…
Does anyone sense their resentment?
Their charity transformed to greed suddenly –
Their lack of optimism and gratitude
Buried them down in captivity
How can you bear their poverty?
How can He save them from destruction and pity?
They whisper on His Holy Hill,
“Dona…Nobis…Pacem…”
Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!
Categories:
cloud over, adventure, angst, confusion, courage,
Form:
Rhyme
Building upon hurt while your feeding on my pain
Tumbling and tripping on boundaries that you
should’ve never stumbled upon
You’ve crossed the line
Using my pain as pleasure and mixing my thoughts
like flipping weeds
So I Give Up
I would give up everything there is to have the old me back
I would love to have new beginnings and say New Years
to all including myself
But so sad you want differ
You rather see tides calapse with the ground and raging waves in destruction
While I’d rather have no fading ends and sun setting
skies with calming winds
The two doesn’t Mix, But opposites attract and your My
magnet
Should I give up?
Chasing pavements isn’t my thing
You keep causing fallen stones and tumbling hills
Why can’t you just allow the storm to pass over before you cause the end of it all?
But you don’t care
The sunlight caught you eye and your judgement has been killing me but never oh so softly
So I give up
Why cloud over me and brag on your success of breaking me?
Could I have some credit of survival?
Stop putting blank spaces in this conversation and shoot you shot
Instead of shooting me down build me up I am not society
The Great Wall Of China is Up but your not understanding
Your scaring the wall and pushing buttons I didn’t even know existed
You played me
Life’s a checker board, you’ve played wisely
You shifted gears and knocked me down
I believed in you but in easier words
You lied to me
I should’ve gave up
You made me into something I am not
I am not a giver upper
But I’ve reached my stage and the audience is not enjoying the show
So I gave up
Categories:
cloud over, betrayal, conflict, emotions, pain,
Form:
Free verse
Driving to work I can't believe its true
its no wonder I'm no longer feeling so blue
the dark cloud over my head finally disappears
knowing that the weekend is so very near
The smiles I see are quite genuine
casual Friday, everyone chewing gum
coworkers all having a certain warm glow
no work for the next two days we all know
Counting down the hours, minutes and seconds
till I can clock out which will be a blessing
even though I'm work weary I feel elated
looking forward to some rest and relaxation
Standing before the facial recognition clock
the work day crept by like a slow tick tock
finally its time to show my face and clock out
with the clock not recognizing me I pout
Third time is a charm they always say
as the clock finally recognizes me without anymore delay
walking fast to my car I slide behind the wheel
driving home ready for a leisurely meal.
3-3-18
Categories:
cloud over, cheer up, work,
Form:
Light Verse
Heavy steel balls chained to both her legs.
Dragging herself each day as though she has a wooden peg.
A rain cloud over her head, she sees only black and white
Belittled every day, she lost her strength to fight.
Teardrops are stained on her puffy cheeks
Life seems to have changed, everything is now bleak.
Everywhere she goes, she drags along with her these steel balls
Finding it hard to walk, she begins to crawl.
Shattered, depressed, alone, uneasy and miserable
Angry, afraid, broken, dreary and unstable
Words that are written on each steel ball
She’s giving up as life takes a toll.
She drags herself, to the edge of a pier
This storm, she feels, is never going to clear.
Scared as hell and hesitating at first.
She felt this was the only way to break her curse.
With the steel balls chained to her feet
She knew she will sink easily and accepted defeat.
Tears streamed down as she looked up to say her final goodbye
But as she was about to leap, something had caught her eye.
She stood back, got her grip and stared to her side.
And what she had seen was a blessing in disguise.
An eight year old girl full of laughter and delight.
Her soft blue eyes turned her world from dark to bright.
She was so full of happiness as she played in the sand
Running around carefree even though she struggled abit with just one hand.
But that didn’t seem to get in her way of having so much fun
Her laughter could be heard all the way to the sun.
As she turned away from the pier, she started to run.
She then realized that her life is not yet done.
Each step she took, broke off the steel ball and chains
The rain cloud disappeared and she felt free again.
She felt the sun shine on her and a renewed strength
And realized she’s the only one who can make her life content.
She ran towards the girl breaking away all her despair.
But when she got there, it seemed the girl had disappeared.
She looked around in search of those beautiful blue eyes.
But what she saw and found was a great surprise.
The little girl was an angel who only she could see.
This was God’s way of getting her to finally break free.
Categories:
cloud over, hope, inspirational, life,
Form:
Rhyme
I close my eyes
In my mind I see our memories
I love you forever and always you said
The tears fall down my face
My heart breaks just a little more
I never even got a reason
Blaming myself for you leaving
Saying Goodbye
To a ghost is so hard to say
Living our memories like reel in my mind
I will always be here
But now your not
Each day I feel this once so full loving heart
Now so cold and empty
I feel alone
Loneliness eating at me
You were here one minute and gone the next
Living each day with a gray cloud over me
You left no closure no explanation
Saying Goodbye
To a person you never got to see
An emptiness in me that was left when you took off
No call, No goodbye
You left me with a pain i will never heal from
I'm stronger now
I love you forever and always
A lie you once told me
Now haunts me
I'm never leaving you
The words that replay over and over
until I cant breathe
Saying Goodbye
To the one I love
As tears fall down my cheeks
And my heart becomes cold
Categories:
cloud over, break up,
Form:
Free verse
Bad to Good Spinning Wheel
It's hard to explain on how I feel..
My life has been turning on this big wheel.
I have always tried to do my best.
Staying alive has been my great test.
The Monster has once tooken over my brain.
It brought me guilt it brought me pain.
It showed me power then gave me control.
I was hurting people I was hurting souls.
I was selling things that blocked their minds.
Then they were hooked then they were mines.
I ran then rolled from place to place.
I took their money so they can just have a taste.
The Evil hovers a dark cloud over me.
My soul was tooken then my addiction wouldn't let me free.
Then one day God, put it to a stop.
He sent me to jail when I got caught.
I was there alone then scared.
No one would help me, no one cared.
Ther I sat for that one crime.
I was punished I did my time.
Then one day this man gave me this book.
It changed my soul, it changed my look.
The Evil has left now, I am free.
But everywhere I go my addiction keeps on taunting me.
So I Pray and Pray.
For this temptation,
To Leave.
Categories:
cloud over, devotion, life, recovery from...me,
Form:
Heroic Couplet
Alison Alligator eating artichokes on a ant hill,
watching
Beverly Bear floating on a cloud over there,
which developed a leak,
drenching
Charlotte the twin headed elephant
up to their knees,
floating
Danny the dingo swimming past.
While watching,
Eli the iguana,
slithering over a leaf
sharing a log,
with Francis the frog looking over,
as Gwenda the goose flew overhead
into the gum tree,
where,
Helen the hermit had laid down her head,
on
Ivy the twinning snake,
who was always late,
slithered up the tree,
to give
Jay the monkey,
who was feeling funky,
a fright.
she dropped a nut on,
Karen the kite,
who was in flight one starry night.
As Lil the parrot continued to trill,
while
Marsha the mammoth grew quite still,
to much noise was making her ill,
gave her the shakes
and
Nosey Nancy the ant came up out of her mound
to see what was shaking the ground all around.
Olive the ostrich bent all her knees,
standing straight was making her sneeze!
Then
Penelope the porcupine trotted on by
to keep an appointment with
Quirky the quill,
she was the queen of everything,
she was quite mean.
pushing
Ruth the rambling rabbit into,
Silly sue who was a sea lion and lived in Sillyville,
and lived there still.
Alongside
Terrible Tonya the Tonga tiger,
who danced with,
Uncelet Uris who came from the north,
because of to many Tonga dancers rolling tires back abd forth.
Violet the vampire bat flew down to show
Wilson Lucille the very large whale,
how to stay out of jail.
she had a tendency you see,
to hang out with
Xantus, the hummingbird,
who lived on a yacht with a
Yak Zack ,
and stole yogurt by the lot.
Finally to tired to tired to chat anymore,
Alison, Beverly, Charlotte, Danny, Eli, Francis, Gwenda, Helen, Ivy, Jay,
Karen, Lil, Marsha, Nancy, Olive, Penelope, Quirky, Ruth, Sue, Tonya, Uris, Violet, Wilson Lucille, Xantus, and Yak Zak
fell asleep on the floor.
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Categories:
cloud over, 1st grade, animal, children,
Form:
Rhyme