Exquisite expression
irons its impression
into the fabric of beings
Crass conversation
seeds emaciation
in the art of far-seeing
Categories:
emaciation, humanity, spoken word,
Form: Rhyme
One bright day
the sun will shine,
and all weather
will be fine;
One fine day
I will meet you
in the light –
and there-on-in
will be bright;
One golden day
a jewel of a day
will sparkle,
putting laser focus
on the center stone
in the ring of Christ's
glorious bride –
One eternal day
men will no longer hide
from truth, opening to the
beams of his Risen Star, the
immortal nature of transfigured
being – releasing all from the
bonds of sin and death – closing
earth's ears to the Devil's
maniacal, hypnotic evil
voice –
One Victorious day
man, awakened, will make
the way of heaven his conscious
world-choice,
transforming creation,
our soul's divinely united
majestically living emaciation....
Categories:
emaciation, christian, easter, inspirational, religious,
Form: Free verse
Year end draws nigh
bringing memories to heart's hearth.
Some are embers warm glow;
Others, ashes to be shifted through;
All trance inducing, as the past
flickers and flames in Technicolor--
Frame by frame of elusive times gone by.
Happy times of childhood and family
cuddle with years of loss and despair;
Prosperity’s cellulite spooned against poverty’s emaciation.
One would think the fat times more precious,
yet the small moments of the lean enriched us more.
Those times when we choose simple gifts for others,
and gave only ourselves to each other,
encapsulated rare beauty in the heartache.
It was then the true spirit of Christmas filled us most.
Stripped of all pretense and commercialism,
only love flourished.
Now we sit before the fire
our in between years upon us--
Neither young or old, children almost grown,
yet to be grandparents-- and I long
for a season of simplicity.
One that our children will remember
One to cherish, and teach.
There may not always be money, but
you are never poor if you have love,
for no gift is more valuable than yourself.
Categories:
emaciation, christmas, family, love,
Form: Free verse
Page upon daunting page;
Chaste white awaiting impression.
A vast archive, consisting only
Of untold stories,
And unsung songs.
From blank to blemished,
Vision must fill the void.
Meaning is born to idealism,
And to intellect.
Conception is the key.
Emaciation is only cured
When emancipation takes place.
Endless possibilites are written,
Upon the blank slate.
Emptiness evokes evolution.
Categories:
emaciation, imagination, inspirational, introspection, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Encrypted understanding.
Beckoned initiative.
Your lies are a tragic remedy
to an oblivious fate.
I welcome chaos,
for I have no sanctuary.
Bleed your aura;
Your color is fading.
Supple emaciation;
Your words choke my reality.
I strive toward the unattainable.
Kiss the illogical,
and suffer cruelty at the hands of
my own weakness.
Release me.
We both,
should have just kept walking.
-James Kelley 2010©
Read more: http://www.myspace.com/jamesk_87/blog#ixzz11aiDq7ap
Categories:
emaciation, lost love
Form: I do not know?
Her palsied mass depicting hapless shape,
A victim of heartless human rape.
This deathly site against a post,
Still so much alive like most.
With a wizened look and grotesque stare,
Breasts exposed,the rest too bare.
Assets devoid of former glory,
Reaching out to tell their story.
Agony encrypted on lips and brow,
You cannot help,but ask but "How"?.
Emaciation in stages beyond anorexic grace,
More like a skull than a womans face.
Like a shivering banshee in Alaska,
You're feelings' cold,can't stop and ask her.
Anticipating death she stands aghast,
Waiting patiently to breathe her last.
A whistling wind beckons ever slowly,
What succour now would help one so lowly?
Once a babe of parental kindness,
Today discarded by a world so mindless.
The end has come the throes begin,
Saying Goodbye to a life of sin.
From a deathly look and furrows of anguish,
Freedom at last! Death comes with a flourish.
----- Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)
Categories:
emaciation, angstdeath, death,
Form: Dramatic Verse
I'm screaming, I'm clawing...
I'm not breathing, I'm falling
Can’t anyone see I'm suffocating?
I'm lunging, I'm grasping
In this dungeon I'm gasping...
Can't anyone see I'm suffocating?
Must I shout, must I yell?
To be moved from this cell?
Help me away from this emaciation,
Can you save my lungs from suffocation?
I'm fearful, I'm dismal
I'm still tearful, my anger abysmal
Can't anyone see I'm suffocating?
Must I tear, must I screech?
Pull my hair, and make a speech?
Take me away from this desolation
Don't let me die from my suffocation...
Categories:
emaciation, angstme, me,
Form: Rhyme