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along many roads of blessedness I’ve traveled
but also I have followed strands of pebbles
on beaches of despair.
I have crept down frightful alleys
with my heart beating fear’s rhythm,
and I have sometimes wandered
through corridors of woe.
in those spans of my lifetime
not so very blessed
I have found relief in the comfort
of my home, for home is where
I can lay down my burdens.
in the laughter of my children
I have escaped the dreariness
of the mundane
I have fled the cacophony
of everyday clamor
upon finding myself
on the threshold of my dear home
in the sight of
my loved ones’ sweet eyes,
I can find my tranquility, for
life’s monsters are curtailed -
at least for a whisper of time
as gentle as butterfly wings -
when I let my mind wander
to peaceful memories
and calm myself inside
the beautiful serenity
of a home free from strife
I see your stare, I see you care
I see your pity I see that you almost dare…
Tears fill my eyes, sadness is etched on my face
Look upon me and see deaths embrace
I feel it in my aged bones, one day soon, I'll be free
Death will be my escape, hopefully…
Still I have many pain filled days to bear
The weight of the world upon my shoulders
Scraping and scuffing are the burdens holders
Sun pounds down, I'm weary beyond belief
I crave some water, some shade… anything for some relief
Instead I'm rewarded with another pack on my back
As my aged blisters begin to crunch and crack
Knee's about to give, I try not to tumble
I hear my master's irritation, I hear him grumble
His angers building up as usual, I hear him rage n roar
I try to set off, but I just can't move no more
I see his anger, he raises his whip,
It stings, it hurts as it's brought down on my injured hip
I wait for the next, it never comes. I see him frown
As I struggle… thrash… bumble… and fall
Seems to take forever until I hit the ground
This time I know it's over, once and for all
After what seems like forever, the dust settles around…
Eyes barely open, I see him run as he gets me a drink
Water tastes nice, but it's not enough this time…
A look of sadness crosses my master's face, also regret I think
I feel it's too late, I'm just too tired and weary
At last the rest I desired has finally come and I can sleep
I feel myself going my eyes are getting bleary
I feel for my brothers, who suffer and who have yet to endure
For this hatred, anger, abuse and cruelty, I pray for a cure
The morning breaks with golden, quiet light,
And casts away the shadows of the mind.
No heavy burdens clutter up the sight,
Just simple truths that anyone can find.
A gentle breeze that whispers through the trees,
A cup of tea beside the open door,
The soul finds comfort in a summer breeze,
And asks for nothing it has known before.
The grandest crowns are made of heavy gold,
While quiet grace is light enough to wear.
The simplest tales are beautiful when told,
Nothing, more or less than the truth to share.
In little things, the peace of life is found,
Where love and calm inhabit common ground.
DR. PHIL*
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There once was a furry psychologist named Phil,
A doctor whose wit and wisdom gave many a thrill.
Peering over his glasses, he said with a grin,
"Do not fret! Getting old is a win-win,
For now I can nap anytime, of my own free will!"
With a twinkle in his eyes, he spoke of the years,
And how aging can lessen our worries and fears.
"Though my hair thins and turns gray,
And my muscles ache and joints creak all day,
I’ve got many stories to share over pretzels and beers!"
"Listen! Don’t worry if your memory fades,
Or if you need a nurse or medical aide,
For each wrinkle and laugh line you gain,
Is a story of life well lived, not one of pain,
And the best wine is aged! Remember the Rolaids!"
To his adoring fans, he waved ‘goodbye,’ hands in the air,
He spoke of the joys and burdens we older people bear.
“Age is about relishing your remaining time,
Drink it up like a well-aged liqueur or wine,
Savor old age with happiness whilst sitting on your derriere!”
Note: *Phillip Calvin McGraw, better known as Dr. Phil, is an American television personality and author who is best known for hosting the talk show Dr. Phil. He holds a doctorate in clinical psychology. (Source Wikipedia.com)
The blood on my tongue –
tastes of metal and hatred.
And I gulp it down shamelessly –
what a storm I’ve created.
My echoes and shouts –
(stir) up winds and earthquakes.
And they’re tearing down mountains –
as my voice, it now awakes.
I rise through the flames –
of my burdens and stress.
Like a Phoenix I rise –
burning down all the rest.
My fists, they are beaten –
my clothes, torn and tattered.
I’ve barely survived –
but that’s all that has mattered.
I still feel the scorches –
of those who’ve abused me.
But all of this anger inside –
it now fuels me.
It fuels me to fight back –
(it) taught me not to settle.
It’s shown me perspective –
perception at new levels.
My fear it now ebbs –
for I now claim my power.
Can no longer be stomped on –
like some delicate flower.
I am truly unstoppable –
so get out of my way.
I’ve fought for too long –
(for you) to slow my pace.
Not just a survivor –
no, I am a conqueror.
I’m now ruthless, relentless –
in all of my endeavors.
The battles, the wars –
they still ring in my head.
(But) now facing adversity –
I will rise up instead.
You thought you could kill me –
I once thought so too.
But I stitched myself up –
and no longer fear you.
(You broke) me down so small –
(you tried) to feed me to the lions.
Who’d think one day I’d feed on them? –
for now, I am the giant.
Each piano note
Played skillfully with soothe hands
No need for tension . . .
It can heal the soul
The heart that's dying to ex-
Press those precious chords
Piano Practice -
Repairing my unstable
Thoughts of distress...leading me to my ruins...
I have not achieved any success - drowning in my sins
I can't practice alone...
Teach me how to play elegantly
Help me to translate my inspiration into piano compositions...
That would be genius...that would be incredible
The world needs music to repair its broken society
Piano playing is so moving and therapeutic
Free us from solitude's captivity!
Stimulate us with mesmeric music,
We need it so desperately!
I refuse to be stuck in place without music, making me dance merrily!
Each piano note
Was played pleasurably with gentle and articulate hands
No need for tension . . .
Don't make us feel apprehension!
Don't mention the sorrows and burdens of yesterday...
I pray...I want you to ascend this sun-shining day!
I pray that I see you spread
Your velvet wings and fly today
Without a trace of dread!
Get a heads start! Play those chords of bliss!
You are a waterfall of wonderfulness....
It can heal the soul...it can mend a broken heart as well
The heart that's dying to ex-
Press those precious chords...
Is your motivation a heaven or a hell?
Piano Practice -
Repairing my unstable
Thoughts of loneliness...
I can't practice alone...
Teach me how to play elegantly
Piano Practice -
Repairing my unstable
Thoughts of woeful affliction and discouragement...leading me to my ruins...
I have not achieved any success - drowning in my sins
I can't practice alone...I must play a song with you
Teach me how to play elegantly and so true
Teach me how to be as talented as you . . . .
Embrace me with affectionate passion
You don't know how you make me feel - mere satisfaction
Let me be your page-turner and take action!
I'll take action to help you play so flawlessly and wondrously - the audience is smiling and closing their eyes with gratification! ~
I feel that I’m climbing, while rocks they all fall.
Though I’m barely moving, at not even a crawl.
I keep to the shadows, under cover of night.
It’s only in daylight, where I truly feel fright.
there blinded by radiance, I’m stripped to the bone
that’s where my weakness, and flaws are all shown.
Renewed through the torment, like rising from ash
I picked up my burdens and I re-slung my sash.
I fought to be kneeling, I rose to my feet.
I realized my sorrows were only skin deep.
My eyes to the heavens, I scream out in pain.
I’m seeing it now, I’m the one to be shamed.
I’m forgetting the history, I lost all the plot
I Remembered what’s lost, truly is not.
Before I had battled or picked up this sword
You grabbed a guitar, and strummed this chord
Our lives are just music, some faster some slow.
Some songs go much higher, and others stay low
When the demons say, listen I need you to stop
they say you’re not ready, that you’re just gonna flop
Don’t linger in shadows, don’t dwell on the pain.
Cause someone much bigger just called you by name.
So rise from the ashes, slaughter the beasts
There’s one massive table that’s set for a feastm
I took all those nasty monsters out of your head
They all came out laughing & hid under my bed
Now I have to sleep with them all; o’ such fun
Their constant screaming, o’ how I am done
They are crawling all over me, wanting my flesh
And my moral high ground; they all want to test
I tried ignoring them; but they are all such a bore
Waiting on me to sleep to get into my inner core
These Monsters from the inside of your head
These monsters from the inside of your head
Morning comes, they have all fell asleep
From out of the bed sheets I dared to creep
I lit a match, I watched them all burn in hell
Now no longer in your head; nowhere to dwell
I finished off the monsters from the inside of your head
The ones that all hurt you and filled you with dread
I feel so much better; I hope you do too
By lessening some of your burdens by a few
From those monsters that were once inside of your head
From those monsters that were once inside of your head
From those monsters that were once inside of your head
From those monsters that were once inside of your head
Vinod, our guide, our teller of tales,
Whose voice was the wind that filled our sails,
Each joke a comet we’d watch with delight,
Returning again to grace our night.
Before the web, before the screen’s glow,
You held galaxies of things to know,
A living constellation in our skies,
Mapping the truth through knowing eyes.
You gave your hands, your heart, your years,
Lifting our burdens, calming our fears,
An adventurer charting unmarked space,
Who lit in us that same bold grace.
You inspired me to write, long ago,
“My soul, on its last walk, sought love and peace—
A place where my melancholy fades,
Where I walk on until I can walk no more.”
And in life’s last mile, your steps grew slow,
Yet you walked on where star-beacons glow,
Never letting the darkness claim
The final spark of your soul’s flame.
At times you stumbled, yet rose again,
Paused to watch time’s eternal chain,
Feeling both warmth and moments alone,
Still seeing your soul’s true home.
You sought that realm where stardust sleeps,
Where love is vast and silence keeps,
Where the music of sorrow fades away,
And peace is the dawn of a brighter day.
Among fellow travelers lost in the night,
You shared your compass, your steady light,
Teaching all souls who walked with you—
That heaven begins in seeing life through.
With Saroj, sixty orbits you spun,
Two suns entwined till your race was run,
And just past that diamond celestial year,
You sailed beyond, to skies more clear.
So journey on, dear friend, through the spheres,
Past time’s horizons, past mortal years,
Your laughter still rings in the cosmic air—
Vinod Varma, forever there.
~ Happy Veterans Day 2015~
(Rhyme)
Heroes are very brave people,
They do extraordinary things,
Folks who hold a lit candle
In my heart they're blessings.
They serve with so much pride and dignity.
They make our lives easier and more comfy,
So many burdens and duties often they carry,
To protect our enviroment and other countries
So let’s observe this day today with a moment of silence,
Let’s remember each and all, for their courage and their patience
For these men and women sacrifice what they know and all,
In time of peace and war protect our shores from foes and fall
So this Veteran's Day, let’s unite, salute and bow our heads and pray,
For all our soldiers men and women,and for peace to reign, soon one day.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
November.11.2015