My spirit cannot be bridled
For it is as wild as fire -
As innocent as a child
And in secrecy, has desires.
My body cannot contain it -
No, because of how strong I am -
All that my spirit resonates
Could fill an entire room.
I may die and not be missed;
Lest people forget with one accord
That I left behind good remnants -
I will come and haunt that void.
Categories:
bridled, death, fire, remember, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
You can lead a horse to water
But you can’t make it drink
If the only lake is a lagoon
And the stagnant water stinks.
Animals may be “dumb” or “stupid”
That may be your true thought
But the horse won’t drink poisoned liquids
And that’s not something it ever needed taught.
You can lead a child in the way to grow
But you can’t make them exact
And those who have tried now know
Concepts, not statements, keep one intact.
You can stand in front of a classroom
And completely lack a brain
But parents let you lie and “teach”
Which is a damn crying shame.
You can lead a man to knowledge
And beg him to simply read
But don’t tell me it’s college
Which runs simply to fill a vacuous greed.
Because if you really led him to wisdom
There wouldn’t exist a need
For once you’ve tasted, you have a hunger
Wisdom always needs to feed.
You can lead a horse to water,
And you can drown it in the drink
If you believe you’re teaching
But the lesson doesn’t sink.
When you lead the horse to water
And try to make it drink
You can’t just preach facts and figures
You have to teach how to think.
Categories:
bridled, horse, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
My spirit cannot be bridled
For it is as wild as fire
As innocent as a child
And in secrecy, has desires.
My body cannot contain it –
No, because of how strong I am
All that my spirit resonates
Could fill an entire room.
I may die and not be missed;
Lest people forget with one accord
That I left behind good remnants
I shall come and haunt that void.
Categories:
bridled, life,
Form: Free verse
shallow promises
hollow barren cavity
concealed emotions
Categories:
bridled, lost love
Form: Haiku
Listless, languid, bridled heart
Saddled with yesterday's sorrows
Shackling stirrups hold my feet in drowning quicksand
Monotonous misery holds the reins of my fate
Haltered by grief; lassoed by suffering
Struggling as every bit of pain pulsates through my mind
Each rope, each strand pulls tighter the yarns of pricked spirit
Choked by the collar of despondency around my swollen glands
The trail is spliced with calamitous lifemarks
Fragile fronds of suffocating twine bind my steps
Asphyxiating plumes of acid flood my wounded soul
Dissonant chords warp senses; sounding melancholy chime
Body recoils as oppressive memories torture my psche
My restive thoughts are bound by the unforgiving chains of time
Pending doom wraps it's coils around my inner being
Smothering the promise of a brighter tomorrow
Categories:
bridled, sad
Form: Free verse