Long Darius Poems
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Faded Silence
A room filled with absence when walking away.
Go ahead...Turn away!
There is nothing left to see.
Setting the stage to be set free
Arms reached out to feel, when nothing is there to grasp hold
Cold, yet inviting.
Frozen to that moment in time.
What was left there to say?
Your voice faded away on this, exact day.
Seeing only the imagery of your presence
Wanting only for you to stay.
A room empty of reticence, emerged into view.
When seeking the truth while thinking of you.
Knowing at that point the silence was true.
Delaying the end, as the silence begins once again.
Darius Howard 8/30/16
Collateral Damage
Leaving, deceiving and unjust, whom do you trust. Is it a must? To want to be
Alone
Shown the way. Day by day, sun up, night-by-night moon struck, hour-by-hour no time.
Climbing the tower to reach the power.
Shall I remain, shall you remain, ordain. Then you came, taking aim at all that exist.
Did I make the list? Pumping my fist, to the sounds that surround. Moving the crowd, shrouded by the flames of hell, nothing went well. Stale to the touch of another. Matrix filled computation. Running for the door without hesitation. Your emancipation of dreams escapes anticipation, failed on all creation. In wake, of things that have become,
This unforgiving
Take over!
Looking through the mirror, but the mirror looks back. Yet, there is no reflection that I can see.
Twisted bent from the inside out, of the room, close quarters.
Get Away!
Get Out! Get Out!
Now!
Erie quite dreary
Lost focus, tick, tick, tock, and boom!
Back up we need room
Just breath, how intense?
Dense feeling,
Choking over the smoke.
Toting away any guilty pleasure
For the treasure is lost.
We all knew the cost, yet we go onward, to nowhere.
Fading into the shadows, of another wasteful surrender of
Collateral Damage
Darius H.
June 23, 2017
In the Midst of Chaos, There Must be Peace
Within all debating, fighting, hating, and an act of mayhem. There must be peace. Peace just the word alone gives people with no hope, hope.
Dreams of better days to come. Some crumble at the mere thought of peace.
Some fear the shear release of something so powerful, so overwhelming. The point of people getting alone seems to be utter chaos.
The madness of instituting drama, rage, hurt, and pain. Others will love for you to sustain in that place of anguish. Viewing you dancing in the rain, but not of joy. Just to watch another and another destroy all that may be just. Lost land, loss of money and trust, but what about a loss of one's self. The lost that brings on chaos, the sickness, and madness. The lost that dwells and swells to the top, but makes its way to show your reflection. Just a ripple in time, where we all should want more. Not for a day, not for a second, but for the thought of knowing that its possible. Possible to curve the hatred, possible to know, you can control the way things turn out and the way they escalate. Try peace over madness and embrace the things that you would truly want out of life, everlasting.
Darius Howard
Fatherless
Faded pictures and moments of disguise. Wanting only the skies limit, for these words may appear to be quite timid, but where are you? Pursue the pursuit of happiness, of just being one in life. Joy filled days and nights of all we could share. Is it fair, when no one is there? When there is nothing, to do but stare out into the wilderness, and in vision such a place, where you stood. The strength that was given to you, but it abandons you when it comes to us. Lost in a system of hopes and dreams. Wanting to be wanted, yet no one seems to understand. Braved it all alone, as the wind shatters, these tears for all to see. Calling out your name. Not in vain, as so many may claim. Insanity it could be, but the hope still remains. Dangerously close to the edge, of this unknown cyclone of feelings, dealing away the pain. These house of cards have falling. Stalling as the storm urges on. Father were have you gone?
Darius Howard
Unknown Can Be Known If Shown
Before your eyes with no disguise. Standing before you as open as one can be. Still you are unknown to me as I am to you.
Waiting to initiate a conversation, hesitating on the words. For the walls have not been laid to waste away, to see you. Just a mirage of what I
thought you truly were. Visioning a beauty from a far, a rising star, leading me to a continuous journey to where you are. Not wanting to be strangers, but it appears that there is so much danger, so much unease. Tease with the imagery of what is your presence , while words are no longer true. Leaving us to stand alone, when you are no longer shown, how unknown you are to me and I to you.
Darius Howard
Illusion of Intrusion
The illusion laced with confusion how, so many think they know, only too get lost in the hunt for the perception of ease.
Please, the one that matters most.
Protect and hold your true feelings close, while taking another dose.
Only to brag and boast, giving a toast to the night air, to stare. Wondering is anything ever fair.
Yet, you find yourself still ready to declare sentiments, for those that are no longer there.
Now, it's just an unsettling feeling of lust. Whispering those words, who do you trust?
Denying the things that unfold, behold the things that have turned cold. This intrusion; this illusion of truth, that has left you bitter, with one night stands. Sadness falls, wasteful is the game.
Shame, when there are more losers than winners. Leaving things the same way you arrived.
Survived, when taking aim at ones heart, where all things start and shall remain.
Encompassed by the wants and needs.
Freed to take heed of all adversity, even when stricken with uncertainty. University of clarity, which has risen within view, to pursue that which is real. Instilling that which is faith, hate when there was doubt. Hope when there was pain. Love still remained, embedded within these veins.
Darius Howard
Hello,
Feelings of danger, just borderline from being a stranger. Wrapped with an emotional slice of anger.
When does it all stop? Popping tops , listening day after day, as the gun goes pop.
Knocks at the door; screams in the streets.
Heat rains down upon your head and feet. Wondering could you be here? Right this minute, in the now, or just my imagination lost, instead.
Dread the future, not knowing what it has in store.
Close narrow minded thinking, leaves you guessing, whats next behind the door.
Processing the urge to live free, even within the worse conditions.
These cruel intentions, that you forgot to mention. Full blown repartitions misleading contradictions, of others lone finger.
Linger in and out of consciousness, dazed, blazed and no longer amazed; lost in this mascaraed of slumber. Bearing witness to the things, that you think are true. When only escaping the pleasantry of times cracked view.
Hello, and you are?
Darius 1/13/17
*Image of Daniel in the Lion's Den by Peter Paul Reubens.
The Sixth of Daniel
Walketh I, thy path of righteousness, beheld His glory,
Lifted me upon thy pedestal, godsends didst overflow,
Name I lord overseer to a third of the Medes kingdom,
King Darius favor astir cohorts to envy, concoct ruses,
Deceptive intrigue dupes, prayers to induce him alone,
Ruling ricochets both together King Darius and myself,
Unbeknownst I, exploits hands didst seize my person,
Thy servant wast bound cast down into the lion's den,
Constant pray I, Grace abideth with me, I fear no evil,
Occasion thy beast that they'd hunger naught, assert,
Oh Father, thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven,
Art denied am I thy countenance, 'tis yond lion's den,
Faith I apiece well-sprung eyes, obliged glad tidings,
The hour steadies, a lion's den notably stable, bestill,
My presence overwhelms one joyfully, two confused,
Witticism replaceth tomfoolery as similar fates a pair,
Restoreth bliss as a kingdom praises my deliverance,
Redemption's always confirmed in steadfast prayers,
Tenacious faith that placeth the wealth of me in Him.
2022 February 23
Bitterness to the Last Drop
Bitterness to the last drop, knowing that the insanity needs to stop
Bitterness has won the fight that seems endless. Pleading to begin on a fridge of upper awareness. Wrapped in a world wind of confusion.
With no resolve and no conclusion
Friction mixed with fusion.
Ready to explode
This bitterness that lingers overhead, all throughout the soul
Blinded by its fumes and its taste.
What a waste? The way it manipulates the mind.
Blind, for an instant of this bitter candy, that seems to latch on.
When your remaining thoughts now, are dead and gone.
Furious, yet curious by the way it consumes, the way you think.
Not able or willing to pull away from its addictive sinking brink.
THINK!
When can you believe the ill feelings of its effectiveness?
Leaving others with this unsettling feeling towards selectiveness
When every thing seems lost in this great myth.
Which leaves you stricken to the core with bitterness.
Darius Howard 8/29/16
April 30 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezra 5-7
Key Verse – Ezra 5:5 But the eye of their God was upon the elders of the Jews, that they could not cause them to cease, till the matter came to Darius: and then they returned answer by letter concerning this matter.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY WATCHFUL EYE
Lord God, You are watchful Eye for my life building
Thank You for Your direction upon my upholding
So that I can walk by Your prosperous guiding
Despite carnality’s relaxed attending.
Lord God, You are watchful Eye for my sincere devotion
Thank You for Your truth setting up my foundation
So that I can follow Your instruction
Despite selfishness’ temptation.
Lord God, You are watchful Eye for my eternal treasure-abundance
Thank You for Your guidance along good works’ performance
So that I can do my best without arrogance
Despite haughtiness’ endurance.
Lord God, You are watchful Eye for my need-fulfillment
Thank You for Your grace of complete contentment
So that I can dwell in Your prosperous settlement
Despite pleasures’ allurement.
Lord God, You are watchful Eye for my sins’ captivity-release
Thank You for Your freedom with purifying peace
So that I can separate from iniquity’s grease
Despite filthiness’ crease.
Lord God, You are watchful Eye for my prayer requests’ grant
Thank You for Your answers, making me spiritually vigilant
So that I can obey You by faith, and not remain stagnant
Despite rebellion that’s dominant.
Lord God, You are watchful Eye for my faithful service-reward
Thank You for Your encouraging commendation-award
So that I can labour well as Your diligent steward
Despite slothfulness pulling me downward.
April 30, 2023