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My Best Friend

All those years when you were growing so fast
Your laughter, no sweeter sound have I heard
Tiny fingerprints I knew would not last
An impossible wish for time deferred


Snowy day's play-acting Lord of the Rings
Dodging spider webs in the summer heat
The livingroom cluttered with your plaything's
I long for those days with every heartbeat


The need to see your face overwhelms me
You are over a thousand miles away
I try to stop the tears from breaking free
When you are not with me, my world is grey


From the tempestuous child that you were
You're now my best friend my soul whisperer

11/22/2019
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Random Thoughts *31* Double Acrostic To Rictameter

Double Acrostic to Rictameter:  The conclusion of my "Image" series

Mit Wobet...

*******Double Acrostic*******


Malicious magician, with a condescending
Intuition> smooth, alluring with 
Tenacious passion.> supremely menacing.

Warden of your soul> life, his
Occupation> dedication in this role> a
Beast wrapped in human flesh, mingling.
Euphoria his weapon, seductive, spine
Tingling, demonic soldier.

*********Rictameter**********
******2,4,6,8,10,8,6,4,2*******

Demon,
hidden inside
complicating the mind.
****of kind, Monica McMichael.
that is when she wakes in the padded room,
breaking free of satans wrinkle.
******alone in real time.
still inside, her
Demon.

*******Free-verse*******

A voice emerges through the silence and gets louder with every second. Little bumps form
on her arms, chills shoot through her spine.. She looks in the mirror only to
find[reflecting back] a handsome man, a
smooth and charming guy..
dressed in black, 
hair slicked back,
wearing a red bow tie...


Jared Pickett
11/10/09
Asavvy1

Dear Anxiety

Dear Anxiety, I see you lurking,  
In the corners of my mind, always working.  
You creep in softly, a whispering fear,  
Telling me stories I wish I couldn’t hear.

You’re the weight on my chest, the knot in my gut,  
The shadow that follows, the door that’s shut.  
You thrive on my doubts, feed on my shame,  
But I’m learning to see you, not play your game.

You’ve been a companion, a thief in the night,  
But I’m taking my stand, reclaiming my light.  
With each breath I take, I’ll grow a bit bolder,  
You may be a burden, but I’m growing older.

I’ll write down my worries, let them unfold,  
Transforming your whispers into stories told.  
With each word I pen, I’ll break down your walls,  
You won’t define me; I’ll rise from your falls.

So thank you for lessons in courage and grace,  
For showing me strength in the toughest of places.  
Dear Anxiety, you’ve played your part well,  
But I’m breaking free now; I’m ready to dwell.

In a world filled with hope, I’ll choose to believe,  
That beyond your dark clouds, there’s light to receive.  
So here’s my goodbye, with a heart set on fire,  
I’m reclaiming my joy, lifting my spirit higher.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Choppy Waters

Something strange lives
Something in the night

Deep in the forests 
Deep in the oceans
Deep in the earth
Deep life echoes calling for a fight

Something is breaking free
Something we can’t see
Something to be feared
Something that will take all life and yes you and me

Dark light clears the mist
Dark light has no shadow
Dark light does not exist?
Dark light will consume all in the final battle

Something we don’t know
Something we can’t see
Something you can’t hear 

Ancient spirits roam
Ancient minds are free
Ancient laws will rule
Ancient evil will lead

Whatever they say
Whatever they do
Don’t let them take you there
Don’t let them give it fuel

The stories you’ve heard
The stories you though were not true

Dark light is here
Dark light is true
Dark light wants all
Dark light wants you

You’ll see dark light doesn’t hunt
You’ll see dark light doesn’t move
You’ll feel it’s power pull
You’ll feel it’s magic fool

One day you’ll have no way
Of pulling away from that pool
Where dark light feeds the dead
Where dark light rules you

Where is yours and mines end?
Where is all human life too?
In one year from now
Dark light will rule

The place where it exists 
The place you’ll go too soon

An ancient wood 
An ancient pool
We won’t destroy
We are being fooled

Choppy Waters is where humanity dies 
Choppy Waters is where dark light will take you.

The Magna Carta 804 Years Later

For the first time in human history we are breaking free from religion,
have political systems that see us have a say,
and leaders we can challenge and remove from power,
that can and will be punished legally by law,
through our system of Rule by Law that no one is above or an exception to. 

804 years ago in England, 
25 men stood up to the King and demanded a say in how the country was run....... they had a dream..
The King or no one person should have ultimate power
and all men should be free.

When Britain leaves the EU, 
we will be the first generation to realise and live that dream.

Leaders and politicians we vote for, serving us, 
answering to us, and can be removed by us,  
under a law to serve and protect us, 
that we control and that no one person is above,
no forced, or munipulating religion,
no slavery in a time of peace.
all are free and free are all.

Millions of men and women died fighting centuries of war to get here, 
where we have freedom,
the internet connection not working is the worst thing in our world.

We are living the dream, so be thankful,
Be thankful to live in the destination, 
and only be the final part of the journey.

WE ARE LIVING THE DREAM.
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.


Hen

Monologue of a chicken kept at automatic poultry farm.
*********************************************************
I am a chicken,
did your mouth water on hearing my name?
To you I am a delicacy, mere delicacy,
beyond that you never think about me.

Look at the conditions in which you have kept me,
this cage is too small for me,
I can't even move properly.

I give eggs everyday,
but you merciless creatures,
take them all away,
don't even leave one for me,
I watch helplessly,
this happens daily.

I shout and cry,
nothing melts your heart.
 
I used to think,
one day I will be running in meadows,
joyfully I will play,
dig the ground for worms,
enjoy every day.

I will sit on my eggs,
my young ones will come out,
I will take care of them till they are stout.

But now I understand, 
it can never happen
I am totally struck up.

I have no thoughts,
no memories,
I am going mad sitting like useless here,
I tried breaking free,
it only hurt me,
I want to die,
but even that is dependent on humans.

I am powerless, helpless, 
at the mercy of humans,
and they are heartless selfish creatures,
they have no feelings for others,
they cannot see beyond money.

Please God take me away,
please listen to me at least today,
I can no longer tolerate this life...
please atleast  give sensitive hearts to humans,
so that they don't behave so in human!

I guess I have committed many sins here,
That's why even you are merciless!

I am a living creature,
I too want to live happily here,
please set me free,
I beg to you,
please set me free .

If you can't, at least slaughter me,
I want to die.
kill me, 
please kill me.
PLEASE KILL ME

Enos Knows

”... you only think he’s gone…”
but like Albert,
Atom and the Ants live on
”... a nose knows her own…”
and to mana is to be beyond
small walls hearing cat calls
my earring rings the hall
and you recall….
learning how to fly.

dot dot dot hey guy!
dash and stash gets me
a gala banana man…
can you dig it?
”... Mr. Adams,
I’ve got your towel…”
and I’ll buy the vowel
if we can just use a letter
to clean up the great foul

”...I’m still overhead and I
can see the spill…”

It isn’t just for peanuts…
them shell…

”... it’s the nothingness…”
and it’s growing down there

monkey see so monkeys do
”... if I can move a lever
without my hands then I
can certainly
untie your shoes…”

a monk monkeys around
a maypole I may know
Tarzan… are you listening
Superman’s missing
and we are bound for impact

Carbon fibers filtering black
slick in the drink is moving fast
limestone blocks breaking free
exposing chromes matter of grey
... step aWay, time is oozing…
spyder webs weaving through
magic nets in a sea of blue…
© Izzy Gumbo  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Fallen Angel's Lament

Black shades cutting ice 
breaks ground deeply ebony chills 
darkness creeps closely consumed

Abandoned waste easily exhausted 
lands with it's own need
The fire inside laced sulphur 
burning ash inferno remains

Venom underneath clay mixed 
To extinguish the light 
Blank rage fills an empty void 
buried inside hate scorned sadness 
mixed with madness condemns

Demons dance 
upon the flame hissing spits 
As fossils from the past ghosts
haunting negative abuse hides 
With tortured truth 
lies underneath bankrupt happiness
Forever self inflicting harm
 
Empty existence fouling grace 
cold silk pearls shame 
crashing down the neck 
From the shivering timbers 
falling vacant love exist's hallowed

Broken mirror reflections 
beyond repair or answers 
one blur crushing every lost soul 
pulling the trigger

Without good reason 
or remorse suicidal death 
Numb nothing crashes fate 
beneath the soil held sponge captive

Trying to see a future 
from within the shawl of suffering 
life's fate hounds deals their cards 
from the crook in their heart

Countless empty hours spent
Locked inside chains 
battle scared 
breaking free on the last breath

Breaking Free

Author Dana Redricks
October 20, 2023

Verse 1:
In the depths of my despair, chained and confined,
I yearn for freedom, for these shackles that bind.
Countless times I've fought, tried to break away,
From the burdens that hinder, that darken my days.

Chorus:
But here I stand, no longer alone, for God Yahweh, forever faithful, has shown. Walking by my side, through the storm and the strife, leading me towards freedom, to embrace a new life.

Verse 2:
Summer raindrops fall, as tears on my face, feeling isolated, lost in a desolate space. Who could truly fathom the weight of my pain? But God, my constant companion, holds my hand through the rain and years I have been weighed down in pain. 

Chorus:
No longer alone, no longer in despair, God's unwavering love whispers, "I am here." Guiding me through the unknown, through life's raging tide, assuring me of His presence, my fears set aside.

Bridge:
In this journey of life, answers elude my grasp, but crossing the Jordan, I'll unveil the truth that will last.
The mysteries and questions will fade away, as I step into eternity, where understanding holds sway.

Chorus:
Now I'm breaking free from the chains that once held me tight, no longer blinded by darkness, but basking in heavenly light. For God Yahweh, my Savior, has been with me all along, and as I cross the river Jordan, I'll finally belong.

Conclusion:
Though the complexities of life may often dismay, my faith in God's faithfulness will never sway. As I journey towards freedom, towards the other side, I find solace in the assurance that with God Yahweh, I abide, and He will forever be by my side.
Form: Ballad

Metamorphosis

She is realizing now that,
                     Destiny had to take its course.
                     Her final stage of metamorphosis.
                     The caterpillar had to die,
                     To free the butterfly.
                     Her time has come.
                     To spread her wings and fly.

                     Negativity falling on deaf ears.
                     Embracing her life without fears.
                     Breaking free from all her insecurities,
                     Receiving with grace her blessings.

                     She has the wind under her wings,
                     Helping her to reach her dreams.
                     Sunrays bathing her face.
                     Giving her light for the darker days.

                     As fragile people think, she is,
                     She has a lioness personality.
                     The heroine of her story.
                     She slayed dragons victoriously.
                     Bold and brave she can say,
                     I can face challenges any day.
Form: Rhyme

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