Best Visionaryworld Poems
Walk with me, my child, before you grow
Hear of the world I’d like you to know
A unified Earth without country divisions
One without governments to make decisions
A world where people are not judged by race
Color neutral, can you imagine this place?
Freedom to worship as each one pleases
No hate-based reproaches, just loving breezes
All would have food, shelter and joy
Care would be given to each girl and boy
Mother Nature would smile upon us all
No earthquakes, tsunamis or mudslide falls
Art would be revered and beauty bestowed
Never again would war sounds explode
Now tell me, dear child, do you share my dream
For you hold the power to build a new team
Our youth may set our tomorrow in motion
Precepts like these need not only be notions
Even the gulls have ceased their squawking
V-formations over eerie, calm seas
Is it you? The ferryboat man?
Making your way across waters without breeze
No lapping waves, sand fine as silt
Makes no sound as I leave footprints
A misty morning, no shells crack ‘neath my feet
The red orb rises, causes me to squint
Alone with my thoughts by the River Styx
I sense the passage from this world to the next
My mind on heaven seems transfixed
I stand and stare by quietude perplexed
The ferryboat man reaches shore
A wave of his hand beckons me
Without a word I board his craft
Before me lays the journey to eternity
Serenity comes as we cross the river
A world without sound surrounds me
A world that I willingly choose to leave
All senses drained now, as death I foresee
*For Paula’s “Breathe in the Silence” Contest
Through a forest of heavenly marble columns
Upon a bed of silvery mist with golden dew
Into the realm of Mount Olympus, Apollo dreams
Slumber oh grace thy eternal beauty of youthful man
Magnificent surrounds your godly radiance
The world of ancients waited your awaking
The Sun arose for your command
Once the reign of Zeus was done
The glory of Apollo was to begun
Majesty of archery oh gentle arrows of death
Escaspe your bow as easily as your breath
Patron of medicine you could heal
The very ones you choose to kill
Mortals who rejected your godly lust
As supreme ruler poor mortals do as they must
Poetry rhymes from your lips
Music one of your greatest gifts
With prophecy you should have known
You would be denied your godly throne
Never to ride against heaven in your chariot of the Sun
A Savior replaces you with the Faith of Jerusalem
Sleep eternally sleeps Apollo
Your creed the world no longer needs
Your light no longer is the sight
Apollo dreams never again to awake
Constantine's vision shakes than remake
God of Sun transform to this earth
Son of God by Virgin's Birth
Man no longer believes of Apollo's deeds
Man no longer has a reason for Apollo's needs
Without a purpose for his faith to be deem
On pillars of white marble forever Apollo dreams
Oceans started to rise
As polar caps melted
Meteors fell from the skies
The Earth’s surface was pelted
The days grew dark
Radiation was high
Cosmic sparks
Lit up the sky
Religious zealots started fighting
Earthquakes continued to rumble
Mayan cults were uniting
Governments started to tumble
Fear grew rampant
As death counts mounted
Cities were vacant
Safe havens were touted
People looking for answers
As chaos ensued
Religions needed enhancers
Scapegoats were pursued
Prognosticators saying,
“I told you so
The end not delaying
Pray for your soul”
Humanity extinguished
Except for a few
The prepared distinguished
Who knew what to do
A new world was born
In 2013
The old world forlorn
Never again to be seen
In my Perfect World I want there to be Peace
for all Mankind, wars, hate, evilness, would be
gone no one would be hungry, homeless, beaten
sick, broken or lonely all would be so Beautiful.
Children, would play in the streets day or night
never having to worry if they will be taken away
by people who would just Hurt them terribly.
They would never have to live in fear or be scared.
Animals, would be treated like they should loved,
fed, cuddled to run the streets, alleys and not ever
have to run away from hands or people who might
do them harm they would be snoozing in the sunlight.
The weather would be warm birds flying overhead
singing their songs the rains would be gentle enough
that we could go stand in it and splash in the puddles
never having to worry about the destruction it brings.
Everyone, being kind to each other neighbors helping
neighbors with out expecting anything in return.
Your word of Honor being enough to seal a deal.
Leaving doors unlocked at night knowing it was safe.
Children would not be told they were useless but they
would be told how Precious they truly are and how much
they are loved, wanted by the Parents who had them.
They could sleep soundly at night never be harmed.
In My Perfect World it would be a bit like Heaven but
I would not have the streets paved in Gold or Pearly
White Gates for the entrance I leave that to God.
My entrance would say 'Come In Peace One and All'!
There grew in a garden,
White flowers pale as death,
That grew in rows like tombstones,
Their odor; foul like dragons breath.
Flowers bent and brittle,
Stems with many a thorn,
No sweet fragrance, just a stench,
Their existence was one to mourn.
These deadly flowers spread,
The world was its domain,
Its roots had leeched all over,
And no other life could remain.
Only these flowers grew,
The earth’s soil was rotten,
This decay consumed all life.
Its plague could not be forgotten.
When it spread its poison,
Life on earth was finished,
All life had become extinct,
The whole world had been diminished.
Even though its fiction,
All this could become true,
These flowers merely symbols,
Of hate that could live within you.
Evil spreads so quickly,
To hearts that are hollow,
People want the easy life,
A route that’s easy to follow.
Evil tries to tempt you,
Disguised as a flower,
Don’t be tricked by its beauty,
Or you’ll fall under its power.
Take control of your life,
Don’t let your heart harden,
Or you’ll become this flower,
A spawn of this deadly garden.
Written by the wisest of man
The reign of loss; the age of sand
Ancient scribes search in their hearts
For what will be once they depart
The course is vain, carved by self-need
The river flows from beauty to greed
Gods of love detached from their sight
Excuses now to murder the light
Wisdom knows the pleasure that sings
In the minds of desperate things
Just one pretext and all would collapse
Into the world which they are now trapped
Open eyes scanning for sight
The darkened mass creating the night
The ashen blood coating their dreams
In which they laugh for lack of true sleep
A world of one, Babylon’s pride
The tower formed, pleasing their lies
The wakeful flow with passion unhinged
But love is caught and numbed by syringe
Written now for the wisest of those
That may awake from forceful repose
A guiding star upon inner truth
Awake to strength or find it removed
The fever comes upon the mortal
Through it he seeks his mind to see
What lies behind the hidden portal
Behind the scenes of his reality
He sees forces that furiously unravel
Upon the souls of the flesh and blood
They seek the despair, the power, the emotion
To discovery the new in their immortal now
They sense his eyes looking at them
His consciousness swimming in their unknown
They look back, with a desire for pestilence
Troubled as he is, afraid he now becomes
Rotten his reality, begging for the something
To the few that notice .. his futility on the streets
He craves for his status, his power and his money
The things that depraved him of his soul
Yet nobody looks, nobody hears and no one understands
The earth has closed his gates to his mouldered soul
Trapped between the world of vision and the world of now
His mind starts planning his devious return
From stars we've fallen,
Following a trip of destination secret.
Conspiracy of Universe
In an endless course.
Some choices own mysterious terms.
Yet, thousands of golden signatures
Brought us in fields of a land
Earthen and wet.
We walk these paths of pebbles
With human steps,
Shapes formed for a purpose divine.
Out of this body,
This shield
We search our alter ego
Resembling to a half moon profile,
Trying to grasp the lost gold.
Our hands, carved and stoned
Holding years of gratitude and flaws,
Yet there are so empty!
Our feet, stuck to a road reaching to a dead end
Never learned to fly.
The unreachable sky we stare,
Creating Myths about Gods who passed and died,
Deceiving rain and snow with a mind
Promising but always defective.
Are we the secrets of a divine reason
Not yet revealed?
The aces in a game fixed?
Through oblivion we survive,
If only one remembered, in what world would we live?
And we balance between catastrophe and evolution
Stars with a trembling light in nights of temptation.
Out of this body, this earthen invention
There is a truth seeking it's glory
There is a story seeking it's chronicle
There is divinity seeking spirits of purity.
Esprit flying, forming blue, red, yellow, black and white
From the start
In a world where the last judgement awaits.
A redemption for the soul's trip.
The endless journey we find and condemn,
A distribution we pass with divine hands.
Norman Wisdom, ninety-five, the comic actor dies in his sleep;
That is an exception, making headlines when violent ends have become the norm.
Bobby Sands, an IRA militant, died in prison, on hunger strike,
Baha Mousa, innocent Iraqi, died in custody, tortured, in chains.
Six million Jews of all ages, died in gas chambers - the Nazi Holocaust.
Two world wars of the recent past saw untimely massacre of many millions;
Hiorshima, Nagasaki, A-bombed victims were civilians,
Yet all world religions proscribe taking the lives of fellow human beings.
Death is demeaning to all who succumb, unless from age or natural cause,
Technology advances in geometric progression inflaming mankind's lust to kill;
Today's art and entertainment glorify extremes of violence and crime,
The end of the planet cannot be far off, as collective hatred explodes at will.
What if only there
could be
PEACE?
For our nation,children
family and
friends.
What kind of world
would it
BE?
Imagine, the world with
out guns,
killings.
Will our world ever be able
to get along
together?
What if only there
could be
PEACE?
WE ARE THE ONES WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR!!!!
WE ARE THE ONES WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR,
WE SHOULDN’T GIVE POWER TO FALSE GODS ANYMORE.
WAKE UP HU-MANS ACROSS PLANET EARTH,
WE DON’T NEED E.T. TO COMPLETE OUR RE-BIRTH.
WE ARE ALL MULTI-DIMENSIONAL DIVINE HU-MAN BEINGS,
IF WE STAY HERE ON EARTH WE’LL BE ALL KNOWING, ALL SEEING.
TRUELY GOOD E.T.s WOULD NEVER EVER INTERFERE,
IT’S THE PLANET OF FREE CHOICE AND THE REASON WE’RE ALL HERE.
THERE IS A WAR AROUND EARTH BETWEEN DARK AND THE LIGHT,
NOT EVERYONE KNOWS THEY CONTROL BOTH SIDES OF THE FIGHT.
THEY PROMISE US TECHNOLOGY, PROSPEIRITY AND ASCENSION,
IN REALITY THEY HAVE CREATED SUB-LEVELS OF THE 4TH DIMENSION.
WHEN WE’VE CLEARED SPACE INSIDE FOR OUR HIGHER SELVES TO DWELL,
WE WILL NO LONGER BE PARTIAL SPIRITS INSIDE A SHELL.
IT WILL BE OUT OF THIS WORLD UNLIKE ANYTHING YOU ARE SEEING,
YOU WILL ‘VE CHANGED YOURSELVES INTO DIVINE PHYSICAL LIGHT BEINGS.
YOU WILL HAVE A PHYSICAL BODY WITHIN LIVES YOUR HIGHER SELF,
YOU WILL REMEMBER YOUR GOD WITHIN AND YOUR UNBOUNDED WEALTH.
DON’T TRUST THE E.T.s WHEN THEY SAY COME ON OUR SHIPS,
TRUST ME I WARN YOU IT’S ALL LIES AND TRICKS.
WE ARE THE ONES WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR,
HEAVEN’S INSIDE FOR US TO EXPLORE.
REMEMBER WE ARE SPIRITUALLY NEVER EVER ALONE,
SPIRIT GUIDES AND ANGELS FOLLOW WHERE EVER WE ROAM.
BE TRUE TO YOURSELVES AND TALK WITH YOUR SPIRIT,
YOUR HIGHER SELF WILL SPEAK AND YOU MAY ACTUALLY HEAR IT.
WE’RE ALL TRUELY MORE THAN WE’RE CAPABLE TO PERCEIVE,
LISTEN TO YOUR INTUITION AND THEN TRUST AND BELIEVE.
WE CAN SAVE OUR SELVES FROM WHAT IS IN STORE,
WE ARE THE ONES WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR.
BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT AND VISUALIZE AND SEE,
THE WORLD AROUND YOU CHANGES AND YOU ARE NOW FREE.
I want;
a world that cares more than less,
that doesn’t hide behind flowery dress.
A world that doesn’t lie about truth,
or being “un-cool” isn’t being uncouth.
A world where friends are gifts not bought
and mindless actions are a forgotten thought.
A world that sees, not like the blind
but with tinted vision at last untwined.
A world whose head looks to their feet,
unafraid of what their sight may meet,
a world where “I” can really mean “we”,
a world that accepts, me for me.
From times in past in kingdoms vast
Man has taken thou time
Pandered to his own needs
Making our world a debauchery
Fraught with weight and burden
Man fail to cease the day
Thou has seen the daughters of elysium stray
As does the world decay
So haveth an appraisal see
Out with materialism in time
To preserve the world in the name of the divine
I reach the emptiness of my room
The breath I take makes me dizzy
Collapsing on my bed I will fall asleep soon
As my eyes close my mind expands
I enter a new world that I love
Here I control everything below and above
In the real world I'm tossing and turning
But in my world my passion is burning
I wake to the real world which is what I fear
Please take me away from here...