Heading into 2025 but it kills me that you're not,
How can I celebrate dodging the reaper,
When it's you that he caught?
It hurts that you're forever nineteen,
There's so much I should've said or did...
How could I have forseen?
I hate you, I love you, I hate there's hole
It's so big and can never be filled
Why'd you do it Cole?
The end of things or the promise
Resolution has never felt so strong a word
Who would've thought this'd be the type that's honest
Cole Robert William Berger
11/28/05-08/16/25
They say you'd know it,
In first glance,
It's a game of chance.
But we weren't even friends ,
Back then,
When i use to call my usual bluff,
And all my friends roll their eyes,
Saying "girl,that's enough".
Back when,
I never noticed what color was his shirt,
Or what does he do or doesn't ,
They say you'd know when it's love,
I never not.
I didn't.
When he passed by me,
Or became subject to my eyeline,
When I made fun of his friend,
Or when he spied mine.
I never knew it'd be so fun,
I never knew I'd be in so love.
And then he landed in my life,
Like a feather fallen from sky,
And I couldn't say "I can't ".
Since then it's been like a dream,
Like I've forseen,
In my wildest predictions.
They say you'd know it,
In first glance,
It's a game of chance.
But we weren't even friends,
Back then.
Dear Mr. Pfizer,
I wish I'd been a whole lot wiser..
One year ago I got your vaccine
and things happened to be that weren't forseen..
The first night of the shot my vision blurred
and retina damage sadly occured..
The eye doctor said there's a hole in my macular.
I can't see it but hope it's spectacular..
The retina specialist thought I had a disease
and wouldn't listen to my self-advocacy..
One year later now I'm happy to say the hole
is still there but no disease came my way. I
won't get your boosters. I hope that's okay?
Storytelling
Harmony of his eyes
Father painted our sky
God kindness of scene
Forseen
Long awaited
God created
Peace from above
A tale of love
Heavens grace
Blessed our faith
Father you knew
How to create a view
Tutorage
Yellow purple and orange
The river overlook
Figure of clouds we took
Our smiles you awoke
Saw the truth as you spoke
Sun hung high in a forgotten sky,
While walking, through the pouring rain.
Lies upon lies begin to unwind,
Realizing, the truth you forseen.
Happiness floating on bubbles in sight,
But somehow, just out of reach.
So how can I define, this moment in time,
If my mind refuses to see.
My heart steps up, to take a shot,
At interpreting this emotional haze.
It begins to whisper, to the mind,
In a soothing but provocative way.
Casting out doubts, that will forever mount
The blocks that shield a broken heart.
Replacing the sad, with a reinforced glad,
A sensation I lost from the start.
Now reaching up high, for thine hand,
As the bubbles begin to pop.
Happiness was there,
My mind was just scared.
Thank you God!
For showing me, you care.
R.K.H
10/26/2021
I know not what the tongues have twisted,
I know not what the eyes have forseen,
I know not what the ears have heard,
All is known what's nothing but an illusion.
When the words that fell became
Your doors to hell
When the ears that swell with
The hatred's bell
There remains a thing as ashes
To call a tell.
Longer the way beyond the woods,
Mind keep going over the thorns,
Untill came the frown from a failing horn,
That never could stand the weariness of the travel hood.
The world in here belies a truth It heeds
The wretched truth of the twisted tongues
Oh thy world! The souls so pure has truth within, that
The Weary minds and hearts never deny.
i’ve seen among the shadows
in the corner of my eye
a foreboding melancholy
ever present pure and nigh
upon forseen inception
came the beast without respect
laying claim to all emotions
pouring darkness down my neck
clouds of memories will float
inside of distraught dreams
allaying but for precious breaths
the pain of tortured screams
a prayer for those who suffer hell
from loss of man or wife
for these poor souls bear misfortunes
taxing sojourns throughout life
Poor old Santa caught covid nineteen
Doctors ordered him to quarantine
Along with the reindeer
Mrs Claus tested clear
Santa pleaded to have the vaccine.
But something strange that wasn't forseen
Santas beard started turning bright green
Rudolphs bright red nose too
Changed to brilliant blue
Not what you'd see on a Christmas scene.
Mrs Claus stepped in to save the day
With Google maps to show her the way
And for that mammoth task
She put on a face mask
And hired Pegasus to pull her sleigh.
Written 16th December 2020.
If you knew
the way that life would go
the experiences of its flow
the laughter and the tears
that would fall thru the years;
if you knew
the path forseen
that lay before you and me
take the steps either right or left
intentions filled with today's regret;
if you knew
how life would play out
that love and hate full of doubt
reveal the moments not our best
the memories now laid to rest;
if you knew
what would you do?
go back in time and change the way
our lives were frayed.
I know the sensitivity of my soul,
I stand back and watch, until the prompt unfolds,
I used to jump ahead, where to as now I wait,
Sometimes preparation is a means to escape,
The clutches of a thought that randomly appears,
Or feelings that are unsure, mostly caused by fear,
Some say feelings are the worst indicators of truth,
Yet in some circumstances they're our living proof,
A hunch, a gut of a vision forseen,
God can use anyone or anything,
Our spirits are more sensitive than our eyes give credit,
Many times it's not what you see, but where your spirit is headed,
Your feelings are indicators of where your heart's at,
Pay attention to your feelings, don't dismiss the trains track.
He's passive-aggressive,
Controlling, it's true.
If you will let him
He'll control you, too.
No friends for you,
You've got him,
It is true.
He thinks he's the best
That you'll ever do.
He's mean,
He's obscene.
He'll demean,
He's not clean,
He was not forseen.
I know how it ends.
Choice or Destiny - either way,
we make it.
All the paths laid out before me,
each step unknown but planned.
So many lessons in these life choices
to be taken and learned but only in proper time.
Marriage and children, widowed and divorced,
what was written in by destiny?
Teaching, care giving, loving and being loved
each a planned unplanned expectation.
It was enough though quite difficult
to meet, accept and satisfy those wants and needs.
Responsibility was taken as it came
not gladly but with love and foresight or its lack thereof.
In love, with love, each gave into another
and the call was realized and recognized.
With acceptance and quiet prayers to hold it back,
but life takes its course as intended.
I may not have forseen the journey,
but chose my way along its crossroad of destiny
and
I know how it ends.
Once again i'm alone
searching within to find my strength
my light of passage has not been shone
traveling congested roads at great length
my people's always seem to miss the boat
waiting for monatary arms to embrace forseen love
i'm left to the solitude of hands to keep me afloat
like the symbolic dove
i bring love, peace, and a message
difficult to decipher from a spilt tounge
this prescription requires wisdom to be taken in small dosage
I ask from what tree is the virtue of a woman hung?
as seen with my eyes and felt with my heart
i have crossed many black cats and still have not found my counterpart.
who am I?
written for the contest sponsored by SKAT A "Guess who? Who am I? What am I?"
I don't fall in love, I said to you
But then, what am I supposed to do?
When the past taught me things forseen
When Love showed me events never to be unseen.
I was afraid to fall and break.
But now I had, and for new chances, I wouldn't dare make
For falling is easy, and trusting is my doubt
Drums roll and lingering suspense takes place in my bout
Falling in love did hurt me all the time
And made me realize how foolish it was, to waste a tithe
For you or any girl waiting for my sweet hand for them to take
For happiness never lasts, for experiences pile up my hate
Falling in Love is not scary, it's destroying, as you can't see
I wouldn't worry, for I'll turn a blind eye away your innocent offering
To show me affection, to then give me all the blame
Of the consequences in the nigh, in the drastic choices you'd make.
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If generations have seen, we will guide,
of oceans laced with blood but in its tides,
for the futures said the sun will soon collide,
for on the last days of the world, together we shall ride,
gone is the time we have forseen,
for mountains are but broken, as i had dreamed,
for the truth is my soul is dark and unclean,
so take me ,my lover but with a stare,
to withstand the temptations so if you dare.
For her skin is so soft and spirit is so fair.
To smell the rotting of flesh in the air.
To speak of his name if you can.
As the generations has past as grains of sand.
Yet your taste of the future is so bland.
and scar the world and take of its youth.
To nurture the lands of the devil, and harvest of its truths.
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