Best Reset Poems
a leaf fell today
twirling as if the last dance
final disconnect
I found my reset button
If I only knew I had it at all
One moment, one instant
My identity I am all for
Resetting back to comforts levelling
The so hard to deal with things becomes easy
That once adrenaline for trembling
Becomes ever so desirable to once more see
How did I live never realizing for so long?
Or perhaps I need that finality to find a reset
And to look back did I see how far I have gone
Have I a future furthering a past unmet?
It was years to be young once again
Yet with age doesn't mean I'm old without youth
It's to be old and content that's a shame
It's to be old without content that should seduce
When too much led to the discovery for
Those moments found to this one unique instant
If I only knew I had it at all
I found my one hidden reset button
.................
An Orwellian world
A masked up girl
Tracking and tracing
This place we are facing
Just drones at your door step
With a needle to rep
Yet still the birds fly...
They will let you get high
But never ask why
The queen bee never cries
With no queries to lies
I can't breath with police knees
On my neck
This pale blue speck
Will put us in check
With that you can bet
The great reset...
The God Reset
All Hail the mega-Temple brokers!
The Heavenly stock sellers
Chomping at the bit
Who parade in their Gucci suits
Escorting you comfortably
(like Kings)
Into “the Kingdom”come.
Beware:
Its a counterfeit kingdom
Not the real deal.
(Love money, much?
(Oh, but we won’t really actually tell you if we don't think you'd be a good “asset” in “our" Kingdom--)
They seem like they know something
You don’t know-- their words seem so godly,
Their knowledge of spiritual things so impressive-but then you hear them prognosticate:
“And did you know,
A ‘powerful message’ can be yours if you only throw
a few shekels our way today?”
(of course, they don’t exactly say it that way)
Coming straight from GD!
And advocate for a Kingdom that runs on cash.
They’ll happily seat you in
The First row,
Sell you a religious show,
Put the God mirror out in front
Of your sorry old face and sell
Repentance.
And then, when you repent, (properly and self-consciously)
they’ll grab you by the shoulders,
Hug you, and then ask you if you
Want to join the church...
“Looks like a Winner”, they silently intone, as you
Reach for your wallet.
Now they’ve sold you a
False Christ.
And you weren’t even in on the deal!
You thought you were sincere!
You didn’t sign up for a
Dead-end religion that would steal your
Joy, and maybe even your new-found love for GD-
You signed up for a
New Life.
Beware of the status-quo christians,
The little”c” christians
The walking dead,
Frozen Chosen
Lack of real emotion,
Preaching a gospel
Of “Cultural Churchianity”.
It’s not the real
thing-- the Christ-centered gospel that
Calls for a clean heart, and a
Clear conscience--
A gospel that has nothing to do with
The brand of your clothes, the number
Of dollars in your Bank Account,
The car in your garage, or the paid-off mortgage!
Wake up,
Heaven Brokers!
Your “stock” is rapidly falling,
And Christ is getting tired of calling
Cuz you hung up your gD- phone long ago,
When you let greed and fame
Consume your soul.
veins are craving
like my soul needs saving
my emotions got me caving
i just wanna be here waving
on a wave like no other
but please don’t tell my mother
I hide behind a cover
while her daughter sits and suffers
scared to call it an addiction
cause that’ll put me in a hard position
people will start giving me propositions
like my mind and self control will be in competition
I realize we all out here addicted our vices
all these different fixes be costing different prices
the days pass and my tolerance rises
chasing the high like I’m chasing grand prizes
a grand prize that’s just a temporary reward
one will last long just enough for my problems to be ignored
other ways to be feel better, but those that haven’t explored
need to press a reset button and get my
mind restored
get my head restored and revived
cause I feel my inner self has been deprived
been down for a while, but no choice but to survive
only going up from here , nothing else to do but thrive
thrive in a new direction
my flaws are to be corrected
impossible to be perfected
but In a place I can be tested
tested and improved
the toxicity removed
a better self who I approve
back to the grind & get in my groove.
Click click, beep beep.
It's there beside you when you sleep.
Bright light, fake news, glamour, gossip, bad reviews.
It's in our minds, it's in our hands.
Have we forgot where we began?
Reset button 123
Hit the reset button 123
Hit the reset button 123
Hit the reset button 123
Click click, beep beep.
It’s in our heads. It’s in our dreams.
So many things we hear and see.
Gotta love technology.
It's in our mind, it's in our hands.
They've got us hooked.
Part of their plan.
Reset button 123.
Hit the reset button 123.
Hit the reset button 123.
Hit the reset button 123.
Your best friend.
The latest trend.
Without consent,
it never ends.
Fake news.
Words are cheap.
Hit the reset button 123
Your best friend.
The latest trend.
Without consent,
It never ends.
Fake news.
Words are cheap.
Hit the reset button 123
Hit the reset button 123
Hit the reset button 123
Hit the reset button 12??
My world can be so exciting
grand, luxurious and full of adventure
My world can be so confusing
small, confined and so inertia
The open space, sea breeze and horizon ahead
floating away free
Amazed and yet so confused
in what so often feels like captivity
There are stars that guide me through the seas
and show me what floats ahead
It excites me and it drives me
but sometimes it leaves me full of dread
My home is so far away
worry there is not, for home is always there for me
Calm these waves that divert my ship
so long it has been since I was free
End this storm that threatens my passage
that stops my adventure the world holds in store
There is still so much exploring to be had
calm will return and I will be once again touch the shore
I love my world I really do
so full of grandeur and so much diversity
But I miss my home which is so close I can see it, feel it, remember it, but for now nothing but a mere memory
These rules restrict me, I know they must lift
I miss my friends and family
Give me safe passage and open the world
in any direction so I can flee
I love my world
though it has been too long since I have felt the warm embrace of someones true affection
Provide me the ability to explore once more
I am so desperate I will now go in almost any direction
I love my world I really do
but let me be free so I may roam
Open the skies
Let the stars shine bright and take me home
Someone hit reset already!
Realm of humankind wheedled in reset,
Homeland beray, lull to beset,
Scrawling the parchment to a keyset,
Xenophobia in callousness,
Dearth to darn the clout concord.
Orness synergy alliance the terrene.
Berth errand the rassle office,
Commissions detach the hassle orifice...
Pensile the ensile spirits,
Circumscissile recoiled resiliency,
Nuanced tensile expansionism...
Normalise a new normal,
Order the prime heart to bloom,
Taper our united dreg to blossom...
Blight in frights,
Dight the twinight against any affright,
Infinity within.
R est my mind. Quiet my soul.
E mbattled. Tortured. Bitter.
S end me home where silence reigns,
E arthworms spin secrets and scars decompose.
T ime relieves, energy recycles ...reset
I had always wished I could hit a magic reset button
To be able to go back in time to change the things I did wrong
There’s so many things I would have done differently
But I’ve come to a realization
Those choices have made me who I am
Strong, independent, caring and vulnerable
Who would I be if that button existed?
Would I still be me?
I’m learning that there actually is a reset button
But it’s not the kind that fixes mistakes
It fixes your state of mind
It reaches in to heal your soul
It helps you turn over a new leaf
It helps you push the toxic negativity out of your life
You learn a lesson from the mistakes of the past
You learn to let go of the pain
Only you can create this magical button
It starts by being grateful for what you have
Not mourn for what you lost
And I for one, am going to push that button
ever yearned for that second chance? ever wanted that redo that retry? i myself regret every second of every minute of every hour of every day for i have faltered one to many times and beg for that rewind button but it will never come my way we learn from our mistakes we cant fix them just reminisce on how much pain they caused us
Cackles, snickers, chortles and squeals ease life's weight.
Laughter can completely reset our composure.
Humors random salves of mirth can ease feeling states.
Past times of paled poise were health fueled by laughs ardor.
Laughter can completely reset our composure.
Acute giggles often cause worthwhile tummy bunched aches.
Past times of paled poise were health fueled by laughs ardor.
Bonding laugh episodes can mold sweet memory shapes.
Acute giggles often cause worthwhile tummy bunched aches.
Laughs can floor lay us to mirth quake over and over.
Bonding laugh episodes can mold sweet memory shapes.
Laughing steers peace of mind like a kind chauffeur.
Laughs can floor lay us to mirth quake over and over.
Humors random salves of mirth can ease feeling states.
Laughing steers peace of mind like a kind chauffeur.
Cackles, snickers, chortles and squeals ease life's weight.
iFactory Reset
Written by Brett Somers
On 4-13-16
{Thank you for calling iFactory Reset}
{Name?}
Brett
{Device Type?}
Human
{IMEI code?}
***-xx-xx34
{What is it you’re calling for?}
Memory's faded
Processor’s jaded
Bios clock is ticking too fast
Program glitches
From a complicated past
Life files beyond defrag
Inputs too many
So they lag
Outputs not enough to complete the day
Home drive support is missing
No relational database
Barely even a tuple array
Can’t get X’s and O’s
From 1’s and 0’s
My touch screen is frozen pink
It’s been over a year
Since I’ve had a good sync
And there’s a certain user bug
I just can’t shrug
Without overheating
This computer’s mug
So please at last
Will you reset my past?
My info’s backed up in the cloud
If that many gigabytes are aloud
{Processing…Waiting…}
{Processing…Waiting…}
{Human Incompatibility Error}
{Processing Rejected}
Perhaps it’s best that there’s not a computer
Beneath this chest
Since pain and suffering
Gives a human zest
Maybe life isn’t a program after all
Perhaps I’m not predestined to fall
A computer at times may have less quirks
But it was programmed to do certain work
My life is of my own choosing
And frustrating though at times it may be
I prefer this choosing
Over pre-programmed monotony
Not a single feeling felt
ever could before with me
corner like a kitten I am.
Ended love as elastic gap
stretched time wide to go
straight to end, and over.
Am on trial, feels a coma
reduced to fever, in fear
yes I love will never say.
Time passed to clarity in
end of my quote end quote.
Most kind tragic plot arc
planted seed inside, made
often mistakes, now knows
reality to always witness
alpha first then to omega.
Reset heart aches now for
yes but waits more to say.
(note from author: this is an acrostic where the letters at the beginning and end of the lines both form words. I put an homage to e. e. cummings in there who can find it?)
I laid in thought of
days gone bye.Recalled reasons all
yet how and why ne'er came.