Seeds get planted according to season.
Timing is everything.
My eyes are puffy from crying over
Another misgiving.
Despair is like a disease
I can't escape.
I follow my calling, but I wonder if
Running on the treadmill
Is how time bleeds.
The treadmill moves under my feet.
It moves too fast.
I try to keep pace,
But my breath breaks first.
I collapse in tears,
Still moving nowhere.
Around and around
In this never-ending cycle.
Living each day filled with dread,
Chasing after something never attained.
My soul burns up,
Leading me into darkness.
No way out of this tunnel.
No light to see where I'm headed.
I know my past self.
She interferes with my present.
I tell myself to block her out,
But I can't run away from myself.
We seem like stars lighting a cold dark sky,
separated from others (so lonely).
It makes me want to breathe a somber sigh,
If we could be together (if only)."
Yet, we are kept apart not by light years,
but by things we believe (or know) are right.
I think these beliefs are what interferes,
leaving us in our lonesome, friendless plight.
Folks want connection before they rest,
but it's in their beliefs that they invest.
A good sense of humour blunts the sharp blades
Lifting a heavy heart, making our burden fades
Permanent or temporary, it’s facial muscles' relaxant aid
Bringing joy and laughter, keep it as a precious jade!
Humour is anti-stress, a powerful medicine in life
A priceless cream to cure our cuts from trial’s knife
When some difficult circumstances come rife
Exchange humour with someone to cope, forget any strife.
Humour only interferes… alleviating boredoms
Strengthens neurons, gives us brilliance and wisdom
As facial muscles stretch from smiles, we can overcome
Some problems pass while sense of humour is our chum.
When our sense of humor weakens or runs-out
Ask AI’s help, watch reels, takes things light, don’t pout
Our own facial expressions can even make some humors sprout
To keep the world laughing, always be ready like a scout!
“The darkened sky stole my tears,”
as morning sunshine disappears.
Today's her birthday- ninety years
and rainy weather interferes.
She loves the outdoors- wild frontiers.
In early times, with pioneers,
she traveled far with two careers.
But now, those days are souvenirs.
She has two friends- each one adheres
to lifestyles spent in outdoor spheres.
And now I pray, as fun time nears,
the sun will shine as the sky clears.
The darkened sky stirred up my fears-
I now see sunlight in arrears!
The sound of voices fills my ears-
as she arrives, all clap with cheers!
Within
Within the stillness, faint echoes of sounds can be heard
Late night hours, grappling with what is real and the absurd
Hearing indistinguishable voices, conversations overheard
Perhaps just a past memory, lost subconsciously interred
Within the darkness, where all your senses come alive
Clashing with all your fears, deepest emotions revive
Blackness surrounding you, a light thumping arrives
Awakening your heart, kindling your strength to survive
Within the amber light, first light begins to appear
Twilight upon you, your dreamscape interferes
All memories of your dreams suddenly disappear
Eyes adjusting to the light, mind becoming clear
Within that moment, both clarity and confusion begin
Your thoughts and emotions emerge to your chagrin
Those questions and queries making your mind spin
All of these take you on your solemn journey within
A gleaming swath of gold appears
When I look down below.
From here, not one thing interferes
With Nature’s autumn show.
For down 9 stories, there are trees
With dazzling yellow leaves,
Though there are never guarantees,
Despite what one believes,
That year to year that lovely view
Will be exactly thus,
Since sometimes when a storm’s a‘brew,
There’s nothing to discuss.
When wind and rain join forces, they
May strip those branches bare
And we don’t have the slightest say
To keep that yellow there.
Yet this time, we’ve been sent a gift,
For every window glance
Gives me a cause to smile, a lift
That Nature sometimes grants.
It’s a first glance of injury, but a forming thought of illusion
Based on a history of empty answers and polished doubt
You try and trust in your instincts formed out of heavy confusion
The past interferes with future, by history you back out
Fear of falling for a trick leads to clouded reality
So you keep your mouth shut to a creature who cannot speak
It’s none of your business but you wonder what may be
A life built on tricks or a future truly bleak
You peek into your lifetime of unseen stupidity
A linear path of a heart faded by belief in lies
There are facts and memories that constitute timidity
That leave you to fixate on whether a bird flies
-s.grace
I’m dreaming of Autumn,
a time where everything changes.
The Texas heat still lingers, but there is a sense of hope creeping in.
Fall- Halloween and Thanksgiving
Should be coming soon.
Watching football on a Sunday afternoon
Enjoying time with your family,
Playing cornhole in the backyard.
Watching a scary movie in the dark.
The seasons changing, people changing
as they think of a time…
A time where the atmosphere changes,
where people are happier.
Crisp days spent enjoying a sip of coffee,
Seeing the smiles of others as they pass you in the shop.
Rainy days spent inside reading your favorite book.
Waking up to a misty morning, perfect for a sweater.
These are the days I look forward to, and the things I wish to be true.
But, this is not quite the way it is here.
So, this is why I dream.
I dream of these things that will not come true
In the full extent here in this small, Texas town;
a town where the heat of summer interferes
with what should be fall.
Fall is but a brief moment in time here
It passes by quickly, but it is
Just as magical as one could imagine
A fly from yesterday
buzzing around the room
even if i try to ignore
no way
Even today it still interferes with my work
I pick up Shelley's poetry book
Sitting on a dusty window blinder
hit and catch the guy.
It interferes with transmission across the motor end-plate,which is where the nerves and muscles connect,so it will result in paralysis.The venom is also cardiotoxic,which means it may have a direct effect on the heart.(putar tenu dasan ga)(oye na dasin)
Note.(fire marwana ay ya Teka lawana ay)
Money rules the world, it's plain to see
Character takes a backseat, just let me be.
Technology's all the rage, we're plugged in tight
But human contact's lost, we don't sleep at night.
Our shoulders bent, we stare at screens all day
Relationships are strained, we have lost our way.
Compromise is just a word, it's not part of life
The world economies have crashed, there's nothing left to strive.
Crypto currency may be the modern day pyramid scheme
But money talks, it's all we seem to dream.
My money's saying goodbye, it's time to move on
It's time to value character, to right the wrong.
Let's put down the devices, look up and see
The beauty of the world, the value of being free.
Let's value character, let it shine through
Let's embrace each other, and all that we can do.
It's time to take a stand, to value what is true
It's time to put money in its place, and make it new.
Let's build a world where character reigns supreme
Where technology enhances, but doesn't interfere with our dream.
My brethren say no to worry
Cause worry is a sin
Tell God all your needs
Always with thankful hearts
And His peace would dwell in your hearts
Do not worry about failure
What you consider as failure
For a Christian may not be
Jesus death on the cross
Was semblance of total failure
But it brought salvation to mankind
Worry is the trap of the enemy
To stop us from our blessings
Say no to worry my sisters
It interferes with God’s spirit in our lives
Challenges are transit points
They are intervals for preparation
As Christians challenges must come
But your challenges are not like those of others
Yours bring you closer to God
The recipe for growth are challenges
We learn better in challenges
Worry is a trap of Satan
To ensnare Christians on their March to victory
Her gait strides past me with captivation
Nothingtheless howling with tranquility;
That tranquil soul lingers with inevitably.
The forcing blow left me in a billowing nation,
Pondering this thought ‘is this my revelation?’
The next unique soul has an intruding pace
In a decelerated motion unlike her peers.
Although the great wall of wind interferes,
Who could dare replace
Our hearts embrace?
“thought rested awareness manifests our presence
blissful and aglow, in divine entwined parlance”
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The witness stance interferes with experience
Object, being so observed, becomes self conscious
Spontaneity marred, as also innocence
Recognising then that each touch is sensuous
Let the trance like dance be playful exuberance
Singular consciousness gyrations beauteous
Attention softened, flowing then in nonchalance
Essence of presence in joyfulness celebrates
Aspect allowing savouring each bliss nuance
Ego dropped away; no agenda on our plate
The taste of life partaken in stillness sedate
14-December-2020
(syllabic Terza Rima)
Lights moving in time with the music
at a mansion in a neighboring town
Vibrations pounding through the stereo bugle
hark you feel it escalate then drown
projectors casting shadows of colorful hew
raindrops falling to the sound
windshield covered in dew
and moistening the ground
wishing to share that moment
with everyone thereof
but business interferes bestowment
and it was aggregated by the one I love
would have enjoyed it nor
if intuition didn't find me last night
I won't be discussing it to for
just hope everything is alright
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