Why choose war
& recuse ourselves
from peace as a whole?
For this we die boldly
in pieces for
puzzling reasons
Tell me
who's responsible
for this
ungodly treason
The news
spread like wildfire
as fire rained
from the heavens
Is this a message
from The Most High
& spoken blessing?
I'm guessing you should
listen with ears
on your heart as to
avoid convalescence
Subliminal waves
roll in like high tides
crashing a beach party
We reach partly because
we're blind to
the darkness of
the abyss
Reminiscent of
darker times
that's why it's
so hard to reminisce
Our experience
is tied to an ocean
of deeper things
Fish for
the right answers
& take in what
the question brings
We're reeling
in real time
casting lines
with aspirations
Questionable acts
staged for reactions
but we block them
with affirmation
It's internal
demonstration
that rocks them
to the core
Bring forth
infernal flames
from within
shining light on what
earth is spinning for
golden seal
a heavy hand
small brides
ink stains the soul
rust c r e e p s through the joints
honor dies
slow leak
foul water,
d
e
e
p mud,
cold promise;
p r o m i s e s
built on hollow ground.
the tower starts to lean...
c r a c k;
dust is all that stays.
Today speaking to someone Holy and reverend
all the research I had done for many years
it was answered like speaking to God easing a burden
heart to heart we shared something deeply considered special
Many moons I have searched for answers knowing the truth
where there is no smoke without fire
It tells a tale to a soul searching by itself
the questions asked am I on the right road not judging but heeding the Words written by our doctors
Out of charity speaking in direction knowing sinful characters
how much Love does it take to speak from wisdom
so many have become shallow supporting evil ways
The blind always claim to be victims of condemnation
one thing for sure happiness is the peace of mind praying
The left will never be right when push comes to shove
satan has the power we give him over us
who wants to know the truth or keep living in the lie
denying the common good its rightful place
She lived happily in Fool’s Paradise.
Hit of thunder bolt from clear cloudless sky,
knocked her down on shock to paralyse
marital life standing on bricks of ‘LIE’.
Wheel of TRUTH rotating automatic
exposed spouse with deceit and betrayal
She faced firm fact to deal, act pragmatic,
sudden happenstance : Disgraceful, dismal.
Emptiness embowered : Life seemed useless,
shattered completely on first severe stroke,
yet she neither cried nor felt helpless,
but discarded him and relation broke.
She turned cold but bold to live on her own.
Fool’s Gold when detected fake,was thrown.
Internal Paralysis
self analysis
constant questioning
sadness festering
setting goals
yet, letting them go
wanting to live again
but questioning when
grief is overwhelming
but hope is telling
seeing the beauty
performing my duty
transforming my life
putting aside the strife
I have had nightmares of demons and hallucinations
in the pitch dark of night
leaving me paralyzed
with fright and fear
unable to speak words but screaming
unable to move away
from a hellish imp creature
his skin like a slithering snake
his voice a hissing in the night
a head upon a fat distorted body
oh, horrible disgusting creature
and another creature hovers
the hidden shape of a black horse
friend or foe
internally I am frozen and unable to wake up
I am stuck in a terrifying scene
everything in my bedroom is surreal and distorted
with the power of will I wake
weeping in my bed
I can smell him
feel his hands on my body stroking
I must have a shower to wash off his stink
that is when I see the bruises and hand prints
how is this possible
now, I keep the lights on
have become sleep deprived . . .
The battle between good and evil lives in the back of my mind
I choose good, I choose love.
But I am often disappointed as it seems that choice is never the right one.
I grow from my experiences; I grow like weeds in the cracks of the driveway.
People pick me the way they pick a dandelion.
I am used for their wishes,
And what is left of me is tossed to the ground,
blown away by the wind.
I try to grow again,
But like a weed, I grow in unwanted places.
And I am picked from my roots once more,
Only for the disappointment to repeat itself.
And in this battle between good and evil in the back of my mind,
I still can not help but to choose good, to choose love.
The hope in my head starts to drown
The clock ticks fast, but I’m slowing down—
Why am I a side character in my own story
Why do my own interests now bore me
Silence is where I constantly sit
I’m happier there than I’d like to admit,
I talk to myself, but I don’t hear me,
Just a voice on repeat, endlessly
The thoughts pull me out of my body—making me see how tragic I look.
It traps me there, like a fish on a hook.
I’ve slipped out before, but just for a breath
“I’ll escape soon” I wish I knew the depth
Inside all I want is to be free
But I wear a mask for no one to see
Only I can’t cover up my obvious reveal
Because even my eyes won’t lie for me
When the man finds his true love, you will wonder what went wrong. All the conversations you both had and all the videos you shared with one another will be a constant treadmill in your thoughts. The love he had for you was strong, and you treated it as a weakness. What you want in life will only come to fruition, but it will be at a deadly cost. What you want is not the need you must have for success in your marriage and with your children. You can't worry about the past and project it onto all of your relationships. The man has kept a careful watch on you and realizes that he would always be second and third to your heart. You are not worth his time, nor is it worth his time to have any relationship with you. This is goodbye to the man who wanted you to be his rib, to have his heart, to have a ring on your left ring finger, and to be the mother of his children.
A sly squirrel peddled bright tulips with glee,
But his cash stash was shady as can be.
The IRS came—what a fright!
He buried his bucks overnight,
Now he’s rich… in acorns, tax-free!
I can see your soul through those beautiful eyes.
There’s kindness, you’re gentle, and you kindle my internal fire.
I embrace you lightly, feeling close, deep inside
And you understand why I love you, you are what I desire.
My mind races back to the second our eyes first met,
About you, my love, you are my only love, my first love.
Then as we kiss I feel a charge through my heart
And it’s you that have captured me.
I see myself
from a distance.
T h e r e is c h o i ce,
I never can pick.
They act,
I am not aligned.
W he n w e h a v e i t d o n e,
it is myself in the line.
Living like a sentinel,
watching every beam of light,
but the mirror is too fractured.
W e pu t y o u a si d e.
I own this mind and body.
yet they are shared,
by many.
U r r i g h t!
We are touched,
by flames and light.
Ripped by incongruity,
watching, living or being?
He got tired of surface,
Dove deep in the depth.
W e 'r e th e g l i t ch.
Freeing us,
for some would be a gift.
W e' r e s o m e k in d o f er r @r.
we have an internal warning system
gifted to us by God
if somethings says, “get out of the car!”
“run for your life”
“get out the door!”
do it.
This system is here for a reason.
when moonbeams intrude
on edge of a graphite night—
my pulse feels a rush
Brain like a broken record,
Body still fighting strong year after year.
Your body, mind, and soul carry internal scars, only ones with trained eyes will notice them, because you’ve learned how to hide them so well.
Memories like to play, as if they were put on a flipbook, interrupting my daily rituals.
But little do most know, my skin is thicker than armor, always ready to endure the pain.
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