Best Visionarylife Poems
Sunrise, Oh aural hymn of spirituality,
Vibrant in it’s splendour and magnificence,
Sending nocturnes to daytime slumber,
Bathing life to a yawning earth.
Piercing the day’s birth with colours and hue,
The Master’s tableau, a glorious canvas,
Fiery paints, swirling strokes and defiant beauty
The bright facet of the world’s axial turn.
It evokes and invokes, feelings and awe.
Praises and raises, creation and spirits,
Vilifies and nullifies, sadness and hopelessness,
Resigns and consigns, acceptance and trepidation.
Strand by strand, it runs through the hair,
Pore to pore, it caresses the skin,
Squint by squint, it opens the eyes,
Every brightness warms a weary heart.
It bridges valleys and flattens peaks,
Resurrects death and ends horizons,
Humbles the great and strengthens the weak,
With its rays, its light, its kiss.
We are but an audience, paler and drabber,
Casting pathetic lines of self importance,
Feeble in our attempts and underneath its shadow,
For its languid phase is our mortal eternity.
When we are dust, entwined to life in death,
Ethereal and eternal and constant the sun remains.
Bathing life to a yawning earth.
In my life I have seen infinitesimal good I ponder all the time why is life so unkind. I live my
life the best way that I could, but someone always despised where I stood.
The competitiveness of young life is all understood striving for things in time seems to
infatuate their minds. But as time goes by things of luxury aren’t so appealing to the eye,
remembering you can’t take it with you when you die.
Hard to find is total peace of mind, many spectral races in the populous faces. Through the
crowd with great haste, life as we know it has been thrown off pace.
Acknowledged through space and time like being blind living in the third eye, the mind.
Seeing all through a sense of what is felt hitch up and tighten your belt.
To predict see and feel what I dreamt before it happens what a gift bestowed unto me my
heart is rapture. For me this is true and for it I have been called the voice of doom, seeing
the other side of another’s happiness or gloom.
My forewarnings to heed no one listens until they bleed, then they look at me and plead;
what will happen next you sleaze? I can’t see things all the time but when I do, give notice to
what happens as time passes.
I can’t help it when I feel it you must know the truth, in healing of pain what I say will not be
in vain. I help myself when I let these feelings go I am not that braggadocio.
James C Bryant Jr.
May 11, 2002
We do not despise
What God gave us
We do not dislike
Our countless flaws
We whom wonder hastily
Clinching to life after life
Hanging on with no purposes
Just the desired selfishness
To be alive
Claiming to be depressed
Claiming to be out ruled
Outlived
But who is it to blame
When one tries continually and repeatedly
And the thing one desires
Is not to be set in claim?
To live is to be alive
Cling to life
Outspread life
And contaminate life
But when one has the false desire
To terminate life
One has gotten the opposite meaning of living
And other ones must help this one
Give him a better understanding
A better view
A brighter view of life
Or perhaps how foolish one could be to end such grace
How illogic and insane
Or perhaps ungrateful
One could be to the creator
To God
To Allah
To live fully
Is to truly extinguish
The bleak fire of one’s destruction
And to emblazon the torch of existing gratitude
when I'm an old woman & live on an island somewhere
I'll have dreadlocks & nobody will care
chix will flock at my feet
both feathered and none
sleeping without all of his snoring
and coughing and wheezing
as the tropic breezes blows
away all of those allergy things
growing organic food
taking life with a grain of salt
a slice of lime
a tequila shot
wearing out hammocks
one after another
thumping the bass
howling at the moon
making home brew
flip flop art for the tourists
to take back
no such thing as crime
overlooking the sea
just you and me
and all the things we do
to feel free
your neighbor is your family
sunset building
with nothing else to do
savor rare bottle of wine
to do list- he he ha ha ho ho
beat the drum like the native that you are
sex on the beach night -n- day
exotic plants grow big as houses
wearing shorts on Sunday
puttin' round on the lil Triumph
peace and love
only wannas no gottas
sandcastle champ
solar panel attached to stationary bike
grilling what we catch
check is in the mail
got all the time in the world
trading eggs for a
Bob Marley cigar
every once in a while
observing life between my toes
then being really lazy
during the week
with bare feet
Attention! Attention! Read all about it, and don't you dare doubt it. You know me. I
thrive in controversy! When it comes to poetry, some of you is showing mercy! So I'm
gonna be 110% real. So here's the deal. I must get this sickness off my chest. So allow me
to address these member contests.
I see a lot of favoritism, it's borderline racism! See I'm a grown man, so understand
I'm not into games. Now these members, I won't mention names, and no this ain't no verbal
gun. I'm not gonna take shots at anyone. So you can remove the bullet proof vests. Go
back and view the last 10 contests, and that person who ran it. I don't understand it! It
must be a sin that the same 10 win over and over again! Knock on wood. Ain't no one that
damn good!
Attention! Attention! Read all about it and don't you dare doubt it! So what if a fellow
poet gets mad. It's sad to give them something they didn't earn. They need to learn.
Nothing in life is free! That's reality. You need to erase that first place! You did not earn it
and that "ribbon" you need to burn it! Now this is legit. Something really smells and surely
ain't s#%t!
Attention! Attention! Read all about it and don't you dare doubt it! On this site well into
the night, relationships are made, but don't be afraid to tell it how it is! You can tell the
quality in poetry between hers and his! The poets you've come to love, and are fond of
without a doubt don't need a handout! What cha mean, you don't want to hurt no ones
pride?! You're setting that poet up to commit suicide! Rejection can really sting! Especially
going through life not earning a thing! I guess that is the difference between you and me.
Because materialistically I had to sacrifice. I earned everything I got in my life!
*I'm aware the contests are judged by the "opinion" of the person that sponsors the contest.
But stop letting personal feelings get involved. It's a sign of weakness!
read it and heed it this is my warning
take what you want but reap what you sow
is eternity worth the price
for what you think you may know
you've given up on your life, your dreams
you're left here standing hollowed
where the strong have lead
the weak have surely followed
this body is your vessal
this life is your open sea
your hate and contempt shall leave you shackled
forgiveness, this is truth, shall set you free
this is my warning i heed unto thee
you came into this life with good intent
yet the life you lead is far more tainted
to free thy soul thine must repent
love your family for we are all but one
do unto others as ye be done
try to be happy...
life is meant to be fun.
Would you like to touch the stars?
Kiss the Moon or maybe Mars,
Run across a curvy rainbow,
To a place of ice and snow?
Could you smile the cold away
And leave me here with nothing to say,
Take my blood tears into your arms,
Paint my life with cinnamon charms?
Is it possible to smile forever,
See the World in pink and never
Be too far away from you,
Without which life has no clue?
Can a thought become a destiny
In the great emotional vastity,
When you feel like you're insane
With nothing to lose or gain?
Do our souls really dance on a string,
Or shine into oblivion,like a diamond ring?
When no one is here to ease the pain,
We've got eachother and that's not in vain.
veebdosa
MARRIAGE OF A SHAMAN MISTIQUE
The paths we take under the eye of god
and universe, but some consider odd
Great spirit knowing all and everything,
help us to grow, throughout our Shamaning,
and know from where our lonely feet have trod.
In Celtic roots, from shores of Normandy
we came from long ago, a time called history,
made weary from the Roman and his sword
in seeking vengance, as if they were lord,
and Ireland is where we chose to be.
They layed to waste all things we'd ever known
spared not one child with their hearts of stone
and Caeser put us out to where we choose to be
in Ireland, an emerald upon the sea,
to where, great mother, only you had known.
The wicca way, so deep out of our past
now comes of age, as if a spell were cast
to love all things, and have you at my side,
the only place where two in love can hide,
here in the only dream to ever last.
You'll be as much a part of me
as anything in life could ever be,
and we shall honor all and everything,
each to it's own, that destiny might bring,
and everything in life we'll ever see.
Forget my name, remember just my way
of loving you both every night and every day
you'll have it all, if you can realize,
that all you want is here deep in my eyes,
and all you need is here, and here to stay.
Shamanic Way - Celtic/Wicca
I can smell the lovely roses in the garden by the clovers,
Where a neighbor came and greeted us, “Hello from Edentown!”
In my vision that I saw it, a reverie that was fore-lit,
By my hopes and dreams and wonders of a life that comes around.
I can hear the birds a chirping in the streets where I was flirting
With a girl whose eyes were wide who was apparently my wife.
And the children with their laughter, who were mine and playing after
School had shut down for the summer, I gasped, “Wow, this is the life!”
I can taste the roasted coffee, and the apples made of toffee,
In the evening breeze that blows through all the windows facing west.
And this house that has an aura, in this town how I adore her,
Shines of light and light of gold and bronze across this treasure chest.
I can see a large procession, people waiting for a lesson
Or a story ‘bout creation of the stars across the night
Listening in anticipation, faces show all this elation.
Wonderment and peace flow like a river through this town tonight.
I can feel the touch of a face and the radiance of her grace.
The embracing of our arms speaks of love and happy endings.
And the children sit on my knee and their eyes they shine so brightly
As the warm sun says goodnight, the full moon is now ascending.
Life of freedom, no provision, also freedom from religion.
“A jolly good town!” A man would say, “That’s life in Edentown!”
But this vision would be better if I were floating on a feather,
For this place seems but a fairy tale, this life in Edentown.
TODAY 2 MAGICKS WERE PUT ON HOLD
EMPTINESS IS WHAT STANDS BOLD
UNDERSTAND THE REASONING BOTH
FROM OUT OF THE SHADOWS COMES GROWTH!
LAST NIGHT THE LIGHTNING ROLLED
THE VOICES OF THE GODS AND GODESSES WERE TOLD
STAND STRONG, WATCH THE LIGHT
LET IT HELP & LEAD THE BOTH OF YOU TO WHAT IS RIGHT!
HELP ONE ANOTHER & SORE TOGETHER IN DRAGON FLIGHT.
THIS IS NOT THE END, BUT THE BEGINNING & CONTINUOUS LIFE OF WHAT IS REAL
ONLY YOU 2 KNOW HOW EACH OTHER FEEL
LET THIS BE HEARD AS ON 1 KNEE TO NEAL
TOGETHER FOREVER BOTH OF YOU WILL HEAL!
THE MAGICK WILL NEVER DIE NOR FADE
WITH THE BOTH HOLDING ON TO THE SWORD WITH ETERNAL SHARPENED BLADE!
THE DRAGONS ARE THE CALLING
THE DRAGONS WILL NEVER ALLOW THE 2 OF YOU FALLING!
THE KING AND QUEEN OF THE DRAGON REALM YOU ARE
THE LOVE YOU 2 HAVE & HOLD IS SO CLOSE AND NEVER FAR!
SO TAKE THIS TIME TO LOOK & SEE
FOR BEING TOGETHER FOREVER IS YOUR EVERLASTING DESTINY!
WALK TOGETHER UNDERNEATH THE DRAGONS FIRE
THE 2 OF YOU WILL ALWAYS REACH YOUR DESIRE!
WALKING HAND IN HAND TOGETHER AS 1
YOUR LIFE & LOVING WILL NEVER BE DONE
SHOWING LOVE IS REAL
TO ALL THAT CAN BELIEVE AND FOREVER SEAL
IS NOT JUST A FANTASY, A FANTASY THAT IS TRUE & FOREVER
REAL!
TODAY 2 MAGICKS WERE PUT ON HOLD
EMPTINESS IS WHAT STANDS BOLD
UNDERSTAND THE REASONING BOTH
FROM OUT OF THE SHADOWS COMES GROWTH!
LAST NIGHT THE LIGHTNING ROLLED
THE VOICES OF THE GODS AND GODESSES WERE TOLD
STAND STRONG, WATCH THE LIGHT
LET IT HELP & LEAD THE BOTH OF YOU TO WHAT IS RIGHT!
HELP ONE ANOTHER & SORE TOGETHER IN DRAGON FLIGHT.
THIS IS NOT THE END, BUT THE BEGINNING & CONTINUOUS LIFE OF WHAT IS REAL
ONLY YOU 2 KNOW HOW EACH OTHER FEEL
LET THIS BE HEARD AS ON 1 KNEE TO NEAL
TOGETHER FOREVER BOTH OF YOU WILL HEAL!
THE MAGICK WILL NEVER DIE NOR FADE
WITH THE BOTH HOLDING ON TO THE SWORD WITH ETERNAL SHARPENED BLADE!
THE DRAGONS ARE THE CALLING
THE DRAGONS WILL NEVER ALLOW THE 2 OF YOU FALLING!
THE KING AND QUEEN OF THE DRAGON REALM YOU ARE
THE LOVE YOU 2 HAVE & HOLD IS SO CLOSE AND NEVER FAR!
SO TAKE THIS TIME TO LOOK & SEE
FOR BEING TOGETHER FOREVER IS YOUR EVERLASTING DESTINY!
WALK TOGETHER UNDERNEATH THE DRAGONS FIRE
THE 2 OF YOU WILL ALWAYS REACH YOUR DESIRE!
WALKING HAND IN HAND TOGETHER AS 1
YOUR LIFE & LOVING WILL NEVER BE DONE
SHOWING LOVE IS REAL
TO ALL THAT CAN BELIEVE AND FOREVER SEAL
IS NOT JUST A FANTASY, A FANTASY THAT IS TRUE & FOREVER
REAL!
LUNAR MADNESS
His thought; desire; that driving dream he knew;
so real within his heart and living soul;
the thing he took and fed until it grew,
into the part of life that made him whole;
by doing things that people seldom do
to make it real, and reach his cherished goal!
For who but fools, whose minds are now in tune,
would take a thought, and bounce it off the moon?
If given wings; by one who's gone insane
with lunar madness, loose in universe;
his wish for life would search each hidden plane,
and seek more levels where he might immerse
in pools of knowledge, cleansing every stain,
bleached on his mind by times eternal curse!
And damp with truth, before his mind can rust,
he dries in clouds of flowing cosmic dust!
His world is silent, everywhere he goes,
and dreams he holds so dear, stare silently,
at passersby, who greet him, but he shows,
no recognition to the ones who'd be
some of the ones to take the truth he knows,
and bring him back from where he's flying free!
But don't know how to reach this paranoid,
nor find the things that make his feelings void.
It's plain for them to see, he's not all there,
but lunar madness doesn't cross their minds,
and ships of soul, don't take them anywhere;
perhaps too busy with their daily grinds
to think of flying free form any care,
and seeking many worlds of other kinds!
That he has found by leaving body still,
protected by his knowing mind, and will.
He'll watch the pouring rain, and snowflakes fall,
and bolts that light the sky, in summer storm,
to see the wisdom there within them all,
as puzzles come together and to form
a tool to shatter down his prison wall,
that's kept him from a life that's soft and warm!
But as he sees the things before his eyes,
the other part of him still seeks, and flies
so free of chains that bind him far below;
the part behind, that's waiting for the end;
or waiting for the wisdom he will know,
return of one, his kind and loving friend;
that once set free, would only come and go,
far from the one who let it first ascend!
Not knowing once he set their powers free,
that lunar madness plagues him, constantly.
I’ve been good, I’ve been bad
Both Holy and Evil
-- I am man –
An angel in denial
My life I have defiled
The road to redemption
I will end, still on trial
Not for my sins
But for those who still sin
For those who still hold an opinion
Where mine could have made theirs different
I must speak to those who seek
“The meaning of life is to give life meaning”
Careful of your choices, life can be deceiving
Do not stray left, do not stray right
Go straight ahead and you will find
Everlasting life --- if you choose to subdue
To a miraculous find, the spirit within you
Waiting for the moment
To come out to the open
Knowledge can be ignorance
If you don’t know these words being spoken
Now….have you chosen
The order of sequence
On the knowledge you now take in?
Or are you still confused
Living for tomorrow on yesterdays news
Are you like the rest of the fools?
Or are you better. Better than no other
Suffocate you with the truth
I leave you smothered.
Make peace with yourself
Your mother, father, sister and brother
Can you conceive the “things of” that I speak?
Or are they just a memory in a dream
And you wake up not remembering
-- Feel the sting? –
The sting of knowing your soul could be burning
-- Ready to sing? –
Rejoice in the choice that your life is still promising
“To be or not to be…”
Truly is the key
Continue on with your life and we shall see ---
-- Boz –
Did you ever stop for one second
And ever imagine
The hardest things that life can throw
Are the easiest to catch
I can't remember a time when I ever reached
Reached out to the ones that ment the most
Life doesn't teach us anything
Except for the fact that the only ones that you can trust
Are the only ones that can trust you back
I think of my past, but the mamories cannot last
They reach further and deeper into my mind
Until suddenly... There is nothing
Feeling my anger rise from each bad memory
Feeling my life fade from every noticable scar
I can hear my heart beat slower and slower
Running away from this endless torment
As the beat fades I can see some good
But then it stops and I am surrounded
Consumed by the angels that are cheerful
And yet I am still lonely
When you feel the end is near you panic
As if you can't understand why
The only hope left for you is telling you
Telling you to hold on and never let go
Something is telling you to stay
For what you seek will never be found
Unless it is seeking you
Crying alone and scared you have no idea what to do
Then you hear a voice, a familiar song
Speaking in tune with your hope... Your soul...
There are only two things I live by:
Never Live A Lie or Soon You Will Die,
And for your life to continue,
Stay True to Thyself and Thyself Will Stay True...
It is there your love is like a star in the sky.
It lights my inner most darkness.
There your beauty is, cutting tears in my heart.
There you find love full of pride, happiness and feelings like any you could compare.
It is also of sorrow, hurt, anger and despair.
It is there I love with reason because of my life I hunt.
There I am always on prowl for the right one to give my heart.
To share my soul but to end my tiredness.
There I love just to feel all of this.
It is not my fault to whom I love, just to who I love.
But there God has given me the grace to knowing such one.
It is because of the kindness one might share, even if they are heartless inside.
It is still with feelings to which I love.
But with great honor to which I love thee.
It is of the loneliness I feel when I feel love.
It is there the emptiness is when there’s no one to share it with.
But it is the tear that wastes when there’s no one to care.
No one to catch the fall or wipe it before it runs down the cheek.
It is there I cry because you are not near.
Because of the hurt I feel but you are not here to kiss the pain away and say, it will be ok.
But there, love is all of me and my being.
Because it was of love to which God formed that of me and you.
But it was with thought, that he made that of you for me.
So I am not lonely but complete in my life.
That of the woman I love and none other will exist.
That there, I wish you were in my bed instead of the space I feel.
Because there, I will know I am fulfilled as I have got you to share my life with.
To wrap my arms around and whisper softly in your ear.
I Love You would be the right words you would hear.
But there, you know love is because it’s me you sharing it with.
A man with dreams but goals.
But a man who knows the true meaning of love because I feel its pain everyday.
That I would be happy to love for the right reason.
So all the hurt would go away.
But to love you would be my dreams but more then that, it would be my fantasy come true.
With lots of love from the one who cares.
With gentle kisses from my lips to yours.
I give you my heart, please be careful not to drop.
Cause it is already shattered from life as well as not having you to love.