Its might can contain you
But only for the moment that you care
They will challenge you
But only for how long they can stare
They will see if you will cross the line
That they have drawn in the sand
But if their claims have no moral value
The wind will erase the reason for their demand
I remembered what you did to me in the past
You caused me to shatter like glass
I lost myself trying to stay freinds with you
I played the wrong cards now I've got permanent scars
You want me to forgive you for what you did
You took everything to far with no regards
I put you first so many times
Everytime you said you cared for me that was nothing but staright lies
You made me feel worth less then a dime
You made me want to give up time after time
You aplogize like that will make everything right
Sorry but not tonight
I fell for your tricks to many times
I kept on trying to please you losing myslef to pure manipulative evil
Took advantage of my heart left me suffering in the dark falling apart
The past still haunts me at night flash backs of what you've done
I've moved on hun, got better with my life
Now your trying to come back after all that time
I wont let you in and break what i've mend
This is goodbye no more give me one more time or im sorry
You've cross the line
This time I warned you so to you a goodbye
vroom…vroom
Toot-toot
near miss
stay tuned
I say
highways are not
not hard
takes a Bard
to park this poem
vroom…vroom
make room
I’m here to stay
not ruin
someone else’s poem
near miss
stay tuned
takes a Bard
to take a part
in this traffic
easy go
when it’s light
but when it’s heavy
write…right…write…left
crossing lines
make sure they’re not double
seeing reality
toot-toot
vroom-vroom
have to cross the line
so I don’t hit
the accident
don’t do a bang up job
back at it
write right
write left
beep beep
back home
lay back
pop up
watch show
Wild Dreamer
Son Of Life...
Tree Of Choice.
Every Dream Can
Have A Voice.
Sovereign Instincts
Call For Breath,
Passions' Pleasure:
Instant Death.
You'll Be Fine!
Cross The Line...
You Want What?
That One's Mine.
Share The Banquet
Spread About...
Sweeter, Hotter
Swollen Doubt.
Orange Blossoms
Conjure Up the
Warmest Radiance!
Cup To Cup.
***
Where All Decisions
Will Be Made.
Take A Bite!
Be Afraid.
-Gray Squirrel
05-29-2025
They say our names like they belong,
like a chorus in some love song.
They smile, they tease, they swear they know—
but they don’t feel the weight below.
I laugh, I play, I wear the mask,
pretend it’s fine, don’t dare to ask.
But in the quiet, late at night,
my heart still flickers, dim but bright.
You stand so close, yet feel so far,
a wish I’ll never make a star.
So I stay still, don’t cross the line—
just friends, just friends—yeah, that’s just fine.
Inspired by "Part Time Lover" - Stevie Wonder
I know I’m spending too much time with you
And really ought to turn and walk away.
I came today when in my heart I knew
Just what a dangerous game it is we play
No words of love have passed between us yet.
We’ve both been careful not to cross the line.
But when you’re near it’s easy to forget
That you have yours at home and I have mine
For something in the way you smile at me
And how, when fingers accidentally meet,
They linger almost imperceptibly,
Makes time stand still and my heart skip a beat
And so, although this thing is wrong I know,
I’ll stay with you until you bid me go
You can see the star twinkling
Up in the sky
In your eyes I'm sinking
Don't wanna say goodbye
Fresh air I feel
Your eyes on me
With you I'm healed
And we're free
I feel , I feel , I feel
It's like a dream come true
With you my love
Don't know where to go
Your hands on my hair
It seems it's a magical night
No doubt, no flaws
Oh please don't stop
Dark sky mind bright
And intentions are all pure
Dark times your smile
Enough for mine
I guess it's time
To cross the line
It's like a dream come true
For you I can be blue
Now you know why to go
No I don't wanna go home
It's our magical night
Right now I’ve still got all this fight in me,
even as I wage war with bulletproof;
I’m ready sucker punch for the knockout;
Enemies try but just fall short daily,
hardwired sarcasm explodes with a poof;
This was never an exhibition bout.
What lies deep within will not diminish,
I wish this inner conflict would ease ooph!
I’d gladly laugh and let go of this shout,
but I can’t seem to cross the line finish
the route.
The room broke down from the middle.
I never dared to cross the line to you, you too.
We talked with different people, we laughed about different things.
But somehow it was happening at the same time.
Because we both were facing each other with a bright smile on our face, a shine in our eyes caused by another.
We both sat in the same direction.
I quickly looked away.
Was it necessary?
Ram as we all visualize is vibrant light, purity, gentle and charming.
Ravan on the other hand is darkness. evil,hatred and always harming
Back in mythology we learned that it can be a choice made by our actions.
We can choose Ram or Ravan and then be ready for the following reactions.
Ram teaches us what it takes to be a real man for he emerged as a warrior even with discontent.
But then the man in Ravan did not allow him to put the integrity of a lady at stake without consent.
The goodness of Ram is always equated with lots of hardships and struggle.
His relationship gives partnership goals and advice to every married couple.
Ravan always lived life on his own terms and never wanted to be judged or alter his state of mind
The footsteps of whom are supposed to be followed has always been a question of debate for mankind.
There is a Ram and a Ravan believe in every individual on the face of this earth.
It depends on situations which make us cross the line or remain down to earth.
I sit beside myself and think,
And try to evaluate my life;
Yes, my life that is blotted with ink
My life of which evaluation would cause strife.
A strife between the living and the dead,
Between our world and theirs too;
Between the ignoramus and the intellectually well-bred.
A conflict none can describe as new!
I sin and sin again and then realize;
And beyond any doubt, more than twice repent,
Only to go back and iterate the vice,
And thus to my record add a fresh dent.
Lord, I have but a very curious mind,
Some would refer to me as a wandering soul
In the land of wisdom, knowledge and the kind,
But their mysteries and their sins, I am attracted to them all!
Now spare any mercy that you might find
And forgive the sins of my kindly person,
I have not committed the ones that cross the line;
A few lies here and there, but not the dreaded arson.
Now, I sit beside myself and think
And ponder over a future without blemish;
A time when no deed will morally stink,
Where all transgressions will have vanished.
Author Dana Redricks
April 20, 2024
I deserve to be happy, most of my life I have put myself on the shelf making room for everyone else.
Just once I want to feel loved, and embraced, so I rise to take a stand to love myself and allow someone to love me back, and take my place, as I cross the line to finish my race.
Everyone deserves to have someone to share their lives with and for once I want that someone to be me, I want to rise above my sorrow to see the dawn of a brand new tomorrow. I just want to be free.
I want to spread my wings and fly to live the life I've always dreamed. I deserve to be happy and do something special just for me.
The speech was reassuring,
The delivery was fine
And only one or two real whackos
Seemed to cross the line.
The commentators noticed that
Republicans all sat,
With stony faces and no clapping
For the Democrat.
In other years, some issues would
Unite the gathered crew,
But here’s my theory – MAGA folk
Are scared of you-know-who.
I wouldn’t be surprised to learn
That some were paid to note
If any “traitors” might have clapped,
For that would get his goat.
And all who weren’t loyal
Would be punished; so, in fear,
They dare not jeopardize the one
Who might end their career.
No place for negativity in my mind-
I'll just try & leave that all behind.
Struggling within to let it all go-
So many things, no one can know.
Secrets I keep_ scenarios I'll never tell-
Not disclosing the fact I've lived through Hell.
Been there & back, seems I'm back there again-
Continuously paying the price for my sins.
I'm trying not to be pessimistic & clear off the table-
About to cross the line of being mentally stable.
I can't allow myself to break into tiny pieces-
I won't let that happen, I'll smooth out the creases.
No place for negativity in my mind-
Peace & positivity are what I seek to find.
Afraid of whats created me afraid of what it made me,
Afraid of what I am afraid of what I can be.
Afraid of my dangerous thoughts and what they have to say,
Afraid of if I listen who might have to pay.
Afraid to cross the line afraid to speak my mind,
Afraid to go any deeper afraid of what I'll find.
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