Best Over My Head Poems
Shogi
me?
I can barely play Go Fish
Old Maid is well over my head
Shogi?
I think not
Shogi: Japanese chess
where you get to use your
opponent’s captured army
There I am
In the calm before the storm
I am here to warn you
Because warning always comes before destruction
This is act 1, I'm going AWOL
I'll be lucky to get out alive at all
And if I die and fall
How could I remain a surviver
Don't think that I have forgot that every dark cloud has a silver lining
Or that I have accepted death as my only means of escape
I'm in a trance, I transcend distances greater than the depths of the Atlantic
I'm going through the gate of Life and I'm not coming back empty handed
A familiar spirit speaks and on the screen you see the message
I will not retract at all, it is the Lord my God Who fights my battles
My head is so full
Loving you is so hard
Watching you feel
Burns my heart
Thy tender lips
And pale eyes
Taking me along
In your paradise
Events of past
Have bruised my mind
Love for hate
you always render
Wanting to change
Before farewell
I want to surrender
He strums guitars over my head
While my cheeks are flushed pink
Like the sheets on my bed
Stolen glances will never come back
The pulse of my body
Screams loudly, “Heart attack!”
Oh, how the pillow hits my skull
Not the other way around
Pain from his voice is dull
No stars, solely strings to be heard
All twanged by his fingers
Fit perfect with his word
Electronic voice waves float below
A speaker pumping love
From this boy, a hello
A deep hole fraying at the knot
Because the hole is in the universe
Cloudy depth deep over my head
Dying nature in till my world is out of proportion deep over my head
Elevating slipping lower till your covered deep over my head
Falling through hell deep over my head
Going deep into the jungle deep over my head
Hello world I’m in deep over my head
Joking falling killing deep over my head
Killed me deep over my head
Laughing as I died deep over my head
Murder I try to say deep over my head
Not a liar never deep over my head
Oh I am in limbo deep over my head
Popping like a balloon deep over my head
Que hora es I hear the person next to me yelling deep over my head
Rotting away falling in the maggots and dirt deep over my head
Slipping through threw the galaxy deep over my head
To fast deep over my head
Universe is collapsing deep over my head
Vast world. deep over my head
What has the world come to deep over my head
Xray vision closing in on the deep over my head thoughts
Zebra striped world. deep over my head
.Good Bye. deep over my head.
BUT WHAT TYPE OF CHANGE
change
Alteration
Subjugation
Observation
A constant conflagration
Yet change be triumphant over stagnant stems and stalks of winter wheat made
rancid
The sacrifice of death is but a fire fueled nightmare hurling spittle at it’s spite
A man such as me who owns no hearth within a home nor shelter
For my life isn’t so much lifeless, it’s nearly comatose
And the plague travels while traversing depositories of human waste
Yet and still the plague pursues for as long as forever is forever
And then begins the war
Soldiers and warriors all programmed to destroy, maim and kill
Ill-fitting uniforms be-fitting a sniper who slithers rather than runs
And warriors all are invincible until they are no longer not
Fierceness falls to fallow fields deprived of liquid and light
Yet always thy mortal coil calculates the odds of being wounded by a broken vow
While they with pointed vision wouldst be the bright to slay the dark
And then we feast on blood and cherry blossoms for Autumn’s overgrown
Some, such as I, call sorrow their residence until fates forces eviction
Spawned of silent sanitariums
Death be hate
Hate be death
Black be white
Rotten from the fresh
For when two immovable objects meet some things has to f*****g change
(c) 201.....free cee!
yes, it's a negative of yours! even my ex-wife said you won hands down!)
You pretend you
wanted to help me.
Just so you can
Throw in my face
Everything you did for me.
And try to make yourself
Look good.
Cause you helped someone.
When you only helped
So you can hold it
Over my head.
The least of your life.
There is a light
over my head
it follows me
wherever I go,
that light is Jesus.
I know it's there
for I feel His
presence, His
hand covers me,
to protect and
shield me.
Someday I'll reach
glory land, walk
those streets of
gold and sit
down with the
Saints of old
and talk shop
with them,
like I never
did in church.
Listening to old
Jonah telling me
about his time
spent in the belly
of the great fish.
How little David
felt when he
was out there
facing the giant
Goliath.
Oh what a time!
it will be and
I thank my Jesus,
for His light over
me and for my
salvation He gave freely.
wrote 9-16--08