My mind is a boggled mess
of unfinished thoughts
and unwritten words
Categories:
boggled, memory,
Form: Senryu
Where do I go from here
My mind is boggled and yet I still have fear,
I write poems to clear my mind
But there is some times when I can't seem to find,
A single word that reflects what I feel
I know it is in there but it all seems so real,
The wheels are turning and won't stop
So I have to keep going before my head pops,
And on and on the words swirl in my head
So some times I lay down in to bed,
With many thoughts I didn't express
Maybe tomorrow will bring me peace I must confess.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
Categories:
boggled, devotion, encouraging, peace, poems,
Form: ABC
Let me tell you straight-up that I been in too many relationships where the sex was
not about fulfillment, therefore, I do not want to deal with the stressors.
You see I need a certain man to take me as I am even when I am in my mood swings.
The frustrated points, the agony in wanting, and the denial of desires unfulfilled is
nothing more than incompatibility.
I do not like being under pressure.
My mind, my body, my soul are not interweaved.
These are three different aspects my man must perceive to conceive.
I do not need a war zone in that this occurs when you lie about who you are.
A domestic violator from herein is palpable.
You see I want to be a whole person.
Do not meddle my mind.
Do not deny my body the enjoyment it desires.
Do not play in that we are of the same vibes.
I just want a lover that realizes that I am his to cultivate.
He is there to soul mate.
Insofar as we may part eventually, he will be forever a part of me.
Please understand.
I merely intend for love and happiness to win.
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Penned February 25, 2015!
Categories:
boggled, desire, future, how i
Form: Dramatic Verse
Boggled down and dragging behind,
maybe I'm carrying around to much weight.
I would never ask but I am really in need of a helping hand,
vulnerable and helpless, two emotions I really hate.
My brain is always running in overdrive,
it's hard for me to keep things straight.
I can't concentrate and I lack the ability to stay focused,
I have a lot stacked up on my plate.
The pile just keeps getting bigger,
a little more and more each day.
As each day passes it's all getting harder to hide,
I might as well place all of my business out on display.
Each morning when I wake up and every night before bed,
I ask the Lord above to grant me one prayer request.
Take away this mental madness, I don't want it anymore,
so I finally can put my mind to rest.
I don't understand why me,
why did I get saddled with this horrible disease.
After talking with the Lord it was because I was strong enough,
to be able to handle whatever it turned out to be.
Categories:
boggled, confusion, dark, depression, prayer,
Form: Narrative
Boggled down and dragging behind,
maybe I'm carrying around to much weight.
I would never ask but I am really in need of a helping hand,
vulnerable and helpless, two emotions I really hate.
My brain is always running in overdrive,
it's hard for me to keep things straight.
I can't concentrate and I lack the ability to stay focused,
I have alot stacked up on my plate.
The pile just keeps getting bigger,
a little more and more each day.
As each day passes it's all getting harder to hide,
I might as well place all of my business out on display.
Each morning when I wake up and every night before bed,
I ask the Lord above to grant me one prayer request.
Take away this mental madness, I don't want it anymore,
so I finally can put my mind to rest.
I don't understand why me,
why did I get saddled with this horrible disease.
After talking with the Lord it was because I was strong enough,
to be able to handle whatever it turned out to be.
Categories:
boggled, confusion, life, loss, prayer,
Form: Narrative
Night's sparkling sky
boggles my mind.
Do I see there, the beginning,
or is it the end?
Is what I see, then,
or is it now--or is it when?
Oh, what do I see, there,
in that trackless abyss?
Is it was, or is it will be--
or is it simply is?
Categories:
boggled, imagination, nature, space,
Form: I do not know?