Hinderance Poems

SOAKED JUSTICE BLOOMING

Her soil, soaked in blood,
  sought to stymie fertile seeds;
  but justice stilled bloomed:-

Reward

This is what it is like? 
Is this my reward? 
What I deserve. 

Devoted and hard working 
Back is breaking 
Cage me 
Wrestle 
Tug and tie this bow we have held together 
All this time 

Cut you 
Lose you 
Lose this sight 
Lose these thoughts 
You're nothing but a hinderance to me 

Wish you weren't here 
Wish you weren't born 
Wish you weren't mine 
In my life 

Get gone and lose this lifeline 
That I call you mine

The Blag Of An Insecure Lad

Ignorance doesn’t ask questions, 
thinks it’s weak to be confused 
reliance on interpretations 
doesn’t second guess the clues
arrogance shows what it knows 
communicates itself with vigour 
as if surrounded by those slow 
to demonstrate their brain is bigger 
the ignorance that lives in bliss 
the arrogance to know what is 
the brazen need to be the best 
undiagnosed mental complex 
to never admit the error you made 
diverting attention onto another 
critical of how others behave 
claiming all they cause is bother 
call them a hinderance 
but one you will help 
and with great significance 
for nothing your self 
you go from the victim treated unfair 
to the selfless hero who puts himself there 
talk of your friends who cause you despair 
and then be the reason they get anywhere 
as if you’re friends with the lowest creatures 
such stupidity of the mentally weaker 
and suddenly you appear such a great fella 
way up high all above those in the cellar 
but isn’t it so sad 
to look good they look bad 
when you are the perk 
you better the sag 
unaware that this blag 
is of an insecure lad!

Hollow Me

I don't show the pain inside. Not really hiding just always a torrent just beneath the surface. I smile, I joke, I live life the only way I know how. Everything I wish I had then, I still long for now. I give love, caring, patience, and time. I give my whole being to the ones I love. No one seems inclined to do the same for me. I want held. I want comfort. I want safety. I want peace. But alas I think it shall always remain out of reach for this accidental life. Born without purpose or plan by those that I should call mom and dad. I was a mistake, an unfortunate circumstance. Once the one they had planned, had purpose, had wanted was born I truly learned my place in life. To be forgotten, ignored. To be excluded, a pariah. So even now these many long years I feel the same. Lesser, unworthy, a hinderance to be avoided, never to be held, nor comforted, or made to feel safe. 

I was mistakenly born unto this world, because of which I do not belong. Never to find that which I seek, so on until the next life I do endure to hopefully find my purpose, to find my peace.

Refocusing Life's Lens

A constant buzz of busyness 
Continually swarming us
Easy to get dragged down
Caught up in the fuss

While in the moment
All you can say is c’mon
Poked like a voodoo doll
The pain keeps piling on

Balancing your emotions
What a rollercoaster ride
Walking on a tightrope
Just trying to get to the other side

Starting to change my stance
What I viewed before as a hinderance
Is actually where the happiness lies
Just couldn’t see through the interference

Zooming out my focus
Seeing through a new lens
Realizing the small moments now
Are really life’s little gems

Daily drama no longer a downer
Instead cherishing my mess
Because when it’s gone for good
I’ll remember these times were the best

Hinderance

You look so alive
You've got everything in the world
Got it all going for ya
In all the best ways possible
Don't stick around me

I'm just a hindrance

This Is Freedom

 
"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human
 being with an independent will.”   - Charlotte Bronte


I live in a country where I am free
free to be me, to say what I want to
to think without any hinderance, restraint
I am not controlled or ever limited
freedom of religion, of speech, of thoughts
of education, the ability to vote and complain
this is freedom

I love being free, never confined
knowing nothing of bondage or slavery
the power of choice is mine to take
I have opportunities and liberty in life
my country has human and legal rights
I know nothing of war in my country
no bombs will wake my sleep at night
this is freedom

I wish every country in the world
knew the freedom that I exist in

_______________________
March 19, 2022


Poetry/Verse/This is Freedom
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1440-932-19
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France

Written for the Premier contest, Freedom
sponsor, Robert James Liguori, Judged 03/21/2022

Fifth Place

Hinderance

We See Visions
Beyond The Imaginable 
Yet We Pull Back
Upon Reaching Them

It's Right There 
But We Stop Believing 
Hindering Ourselves
From Moving Forward 

Arise And Grasp
The Outskirts Of Life
Allowing Every Moment
To see value

Your Omnipresence

She says I write (poems) only coz of her absence,
I said, I've known you since my adolescence.
Shared the joy, grief and every experience,
Enjoyed each bit of your coexistence.

Since you left, how hollow is my residence,
I fail to enhance any of its ambience.
In vain I tried a dozen incense,
But couldn't match a perfect fragrance.

You mark the bold feminine quintessence,
Just the perfect beauty and brain confluence.
Manage all with such due diligence,
My shining star with an unerring radiance.

I long now to feel your presence,
Time has tested our immense endurance.
Hope to keep some more patience,
Together we shove all hinderance.

Have'nt you felt my sole dependence;
Your memories truly have a divine omnipresence.


18 Oct 2020

The Oyster Meditation

DELVE INTO THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD AS IF IT WERE YOUR OYSTER 
GO TO IT AS IF IT WERE A GIFT WRAPPED JUST FOR YOU AND YOUR 
SENSES. WIPE CLEAN EVERY THOUGHT AND REMOVE ALL THE FEAR 
AND HINDERANCE OF THIS WORLD. TAKE LIFE WITH AN INTAKE OF NEW
BREATH ANDMEDITATE ON THE MEANING OF LIVING, THROUGH  YOUR 
MEDITATIVE STATE OF WELL BEING,  AND INVIGORATE CHANTS. GIVE YOUR
SOUL NEW LESSONS TO LEARN THEN  GO AHEAD AND (BREATHE)
RENDER TIME, IT IS AN EXTENSION OF YOUR CAREFUL THOUGHTS, SO  
TEACH IT THE FINE ART OF PATIENCE, GOODNESS, AND ACCEPTANCE.
ALL GOOD THINGS TAKE TIME, SO DO NOT RUSH THE PROCESS OF YOUR
HEALING, NOR THE PROCESS OF YOUR LEARNING. EVERYTHING GOOD
COMES TO THOSE WHO WAIT AT THE PEARLY GATES OF HOPE AND 
LOVE. (BREATHE)
DELVE INTO THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD AS IF IT WERE YOUR OYSTER 
CRACK IT UP WITH YOUR EXCITED ANTICIPATION AND WATCH WITH 
SWEET ELATION AS THE GIFT BECOMES YOU AND WEARS YOU WELL. 
TAKE CARE, WALK GENTLY ON THIS EARTH , AND GIVE YOURSELF 
NEW BIRTH WITH THE HELP OF YOUR CREATOR ALMIGHTY !  AMEN! 
AND SO BT IT.  ! 
NAMASTE ...

More Than Just Friends

In the doldrums of a hushed space,
Of a part of vacuous open to silence,
Undisturbed stares party to patience,
The essence shared natures reticence,
Lies a formidable barrier of hinderance,
Unseeable with a naked eyes abstinence,
Choose to remain adamant in forbearance,
At times happens between friends ignorance,
As we part our ways oblivious to circumstance,
That this started out to be an odd happenstance,
For it went so out of hand it led us to imprudence,
And sort of panned to us both losing our innocence.


Date: 06/02/2019

Stardust

We are stardust
Floating in celestial wind
Carried through the Galaxy 
Our conscious knows no end

Dancing in ethereal colors
Painting life in rainbow lights
Sailing through the dark 
Love igniting our souls spark

Diving in shades of cool
Letting go of all that fools
Ridding our hearts
Of every hinderance

We are stardust
Journeying through time
Searching for the path
That leads to eternity.

Dear Pamela

DEAR PAMELA
Dear pamela,
The song about you remind me of pains
Your smiles remind me of that day
The sun visited the earth in her full human
To touch the soul of another human being
Is to walk on a holy ground but yours is a
Burning hell decorated with brimstones 
Instand of ros flowers which are made in woman's heart.
You are of sadness and weired experience to me
I take as my guide, the hope of a saint in
Crucial things but your presence in my life
Frustrates my believe and trust for womanhood.
I watched the time eroding away, my soul laughed
Sarcastically; your tears built the hut which
Harbour my happiness and my life is long gone
Leave now! I beg you with tears.
The day is still young and fresh to ruin my life 
I look forward to get my lost rib not you
Young ladies await me in the corner
Do not be a hinderance to my life
Another will love and care for you more than me
My heart belongs to another, dear pamela.

''When Platonic Best Friends Are Tempted''

A woman friend, of gorgeous pulchritude,
     presents a man with an experience
of nervous, elated, erotic mood:—
     to him it's a most welcomed "hinderance."

A guy friend of strong, chiseled, sexy good looks,
     makes a woman self-conscious and confused,
when reading, "Fifty Shades of Grey," (soft-**** books)
     and thinking of him while fully aroused. 

They both may think of the possibilities,
     and then wonder: "What can it hurt...if we cross 
that line?" But is it worth the realities,
     the risks, and the very real, potential loss

of a friendship? Best friends may be real fine,
but is it worth a hay roll (on Cloud Nine)?

Passion Pays, Not Patience

Of all that is free in life
there's one that stands out
passion without any strife
that's what it's all about

Take patience and passion
and mix the two together
until they part in fission
neither now the aggressor

In total harmony they meet
patience adding temperance
for'bearingly giving us mete
now loving without hinderance

written 09/03/2013

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