Long Darksome Poems
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I woke up early in the morning for once in my life
Instead of sleeping in oh so endlessly and feeling sluggishingly anguished
I broke the habits of yesterday’s peace and strife
Just as I have wished...just as I have prayed...no longer feeling languished
I attempted to write a rap song…
Just for the fun of it
Just for the fun of it
I attempted to write it before the dawn
Before I welcome the sun
Before I welcome the sun
In my life...in my life…
The birds in the sky soar and soar hopelessly South from on high
Northern winds keep blowing and the breeze is making my mouth dry
The strangers of the deep walk to and fro in the depths of the unknown
The strangers look at me vacantly as I also walk on my own, but not alone
I accepted reality for what it really is...
Listen and take a seat
Listen and take a seat
I attempted to write my fantasies down
Before the clouds formed
Before the clouds formed
And turned into rain...turned into rain…
The sun is nowhere in sight and it’s a rainfall of delight
It’s a darksome day with the wind blowing all day and night
The stars and moon tonight refuse to shine for me and you
I want to mend everyone’s scars and paint them upon this wall
I resented the fact that you’re gone
Just for the sake of your safety
Just for the sake of your safety
I attempted to write my prayer down
With an upside down frown
With an upside down frown
In this town I call Lake Havasu City
The sun is dimmed and the clouds surround the Earth
It’s a gloomy afternoon in the desert of sprouting mirth
The stars and moon at night refuse to shine for us all
I recommend everyone to be brave and triumphantly stand tall
I stayed at home all day in solitude once more…
Wondering when the storm of loneliness would leave
I strayed away from God’s path and now, I’m sore
Wandering in the realms of oblivion - where I grieve
Feeling under pressure
Lost a little by pleasure
Due to what I did on my leisure
I’m sorry, God, I let you down for sure
Dealing with the side effects now…right now..
I’m the one that’s a horrible individual anyhow
I can’t keep it all inside
One of these days,
It’s going to bubble back up
And it’s going to overflow…
Like this guilt…this guilt…
Lord, am I strongly built?
I knew you were troublesome from the start
I knew you were the one that tore me apart
I knew better than to trust you with my heart
I knew you were quite a darksome piece of art
I committed so many nasty sins…I committed so many abominable sins
It’s not even funny anymore…
I try to forgive myself, but it’s as difficult as walking on needles and pins
It leaves me breathless and sore…
I’m sorry…I apologize greatly…I really do, Father of truth
I gave in to the Father of lies…
I gave in to the heartless goodbyes
I am like rotten teeth that doesn’t have a healthy tooth
I lost it all in vain –
It feels like it at least
Am I really sane?
I am this hideous beast…
Without his beauty…
Without his eternity…
I am shaken to the core…to the core…
Who is there for me to simply adore?
Think of me as you spend your days
Away from me…doing your own ways
I pray I don’t lose my faith today…what can I say?
Keep me in your prayers day by day
I’m crying out tremendously for something more
I want to be a success just like everybody else…
I’m trying to be stronger than what I was before
I know, on my leisure time, I did wrong...sin sells…
Keep me in your prayers day by day
I was addicted to sick desires that lead me astray
I love You…I don’t show it enough, that’s true
I hate Satan for all he has done and will do…
Feeling under pressure
Lost a little by pleasure
Left unsure as usual, what’s new?
Left unsure as a fool…time wasted and its consequences seem cruel…
But, actually…honestly…
It’s somewhat fair…
Free me and you’ll see
That I have so much wisdom and experience to share…
Nothing compared to Christ though
Send me happiness when I’m low
I’ve fallen deeper in trouble, I dare say
I’m calling for You, but no answer or any cure…
My prayers and cries, please don’t delay
I’m looking around for You…I will surely endure…
You found me,
Lifted
A seaman's life
Looking at the map, I have been to most countries
that have seaports but no time to explore work had
to be done whether it was Monday or Sunday
I have crossed many seas. The Pacific Ocean had
long, deep waves, the Atlantic Ocean had sharper waves
while the Mediterranean Sea could not make up its mind
The Black Sea wasn't blue and looked darksome; the ship
was stuck on ice flakes
The country we seamen preferred was the USA
we could get our shopping done and buy stuff for
friends at home, shops stayed open longer
A Russian town had a beautiful avenue, but otherwise
a city shrouded in darkness
I lost my heart to Guatemala, beautiful beaches near
the docks, a nation of friendly folks
Haiti, Port-au- Prince where Papa Doc ruled with his
brutal men dressed in flowery shirts, sunglasses
eager to shoot at anything that moved
a place where portholes had to be closed for the stink
What I remember best was in Nagasaki one afternoon
I had two hours off work and noticed how few people
I met it was as if they were still in shell shock
In a courtyard, I came across the graves of Portuguese
seamen who had died of the pest 200 years ago
far from home, died of an illness, I grieved for them
The evenings in foreign ports were the same bars
and women of ill repute ready for a small amount
of money serviced the ritual of sex, so one could be drunk
go back onboard for a few hours of sleep
The Lake.....
lies… still,
a glistening sheet of tin foil,
shimmering in a cold-eyed wind.
At night
the lake still... lies… still;
a coffin with lid screwed light-tight.
On occasion, the moon trickles light,
lightly across the lake's pitch-black back;
the knack of making the coffin lid crack!
Today, I challenge myself
to touch-dive the lake’s chilling depths,
halfway down I halt, a dark vault,
weakens my errant confidence.
Despite puppet legs and handcuffed arms
I spin frantically to reach a detached surface,
bursting out like some skittish, Scottish salmon
only to be held between the two supremos;
illuminated sky and darksome water.
Tonight, the lake grips my bedroom window
and I watch as watery, inky tentacles
claw and talon at an unsettled shoreline.
Later, I wait for sleep to possess me,
sensing surrounding hills clinging closely
while rain falls like pellets of iron.
So I drift…listening to the lake
whispering dangerous, whispering treacherous secrets
until nature’s seesaw; night tilts into daylight.
Ian Souter
God, I am overwhelmed within me,
But you are merciful everlastingly
You release your sincere spirit of shameless serenity
And you wash me thoroughly with it wholeheartedly,
For I've been lost for many a year
I must grin in gladness ear to ear
Fill my bathtub with cheer,
Oh waters of Aphradere
I am content, but down low once more…
I've been brought low, but what for?
I have been troublesome to the core,
For change has been a challenging chore
Engulf yourself into the iridescent island of haven
Eager to reach the highest point in this darksome den
Empathy is in your elevating eyes of mirth
Escape with me to paradise, away from Earth
Drowning in the waters of Aphradere
What's been lost has been lost for many a year
I want to get out of here…
I want to get out of here…
Drowning in the waters of Aphradere
What's been lost can be found, my darling dear
I want to get out of here…
I want to get out of here…
Cheer up, oh sorrowful waters...waters...
Paint a smile upon your sons and daughters
You utter words of wisdom and it gushes so beautifully and oh so bright
You utter words of lost love and it brushes against me day and night
I am disheartened by the removal of your heart against my own
I am discouraged by the disapproval of our togetherness and making very little progress in the making in this bottomless mess
I am on my own in the woods of my meandering mind, feeling alone
I am disdained by the departure of our happiness, abandoned and left behind in the wilderness of meaningless distress
Drowning in the waters of Aphradere
What's been lost has been lost for many a year
I want to get out of here…
I want to get out of here…
Drowning in the waters of Aphradere
What's been lost can be found, my darling dear
I want to get out of here…
I want to get out of here…
I fear for you, my dear…
Shed not a single tear…
Words were meant to fill the grief-stricken solitude
So, let go and let live...
Waters draw near as we meet our mesmerizing interlude
Let happiness and hope appear
Steer your way out of turbulent seas of Aphradere
Quiet down the insane mindset of giving up so easily
I’m upset with this frown, full-grown and immature
I will endure if you’d let me be free for an eternity
I regret not loving you all the way — I was your cure
I’m sorry
I feel so weary
I am in tears
For many years
I quit
You’re a bit
Harsh with scars of endlessness
You’re a marsh of a mess…of a mess…a mess
You haven’t found the key to my corridor of childlike cleverness
You haven’t seen the diamond shimmer in the moonlight yet
You don’t care that I suffer long and I feel like departing from this wretchedness
You pained my heart and tore it apart — not all mental bridges have met
I’m sorry
I feel so weary
I am in tears
For many years
I quit
You’re a bit
Harsh with scars of endlessness
You’re a marsh of a mess…of a mess…a mess
I’m sorry
I feel so weary
I am in tears
For many years
I quit
You’re a bit
Harsh with scars of endlessness
You’re a marsh of a mess…of a mess…a mess
You’re a marsh of a mess…of a mess…a mess
I know you’re making some sort of progress
You’re a marsh of a mess…of a mess…a mess
You made me suffocate and drown in my distress
Yes — I quit
I’m sorry a bit
I have so much wit
I’m just emotionally lit
Get rid of this feeling of…
Long lost love from above
I am a rather wingless dove
In the world of ravens, soaring gleefully
Yet, oh so darksome in its intensity
You’re a marsh of a mess…of a mess…a mess
Harsh with scars of endlessness
You’re a marsh of a mess…of a mess…a mess
Mend my mournful cheer
It’s been many a year
Since I shedded these tears
As it appears, you let me down with childish fears
I’m sore to the core…
You don’t love me anymore
However, I got over it
I’m not sorry, I quit
Raindrops Rise
When the sunrise goes extremely high…
Raindrops rise in the baby-blue sky
When the sunset goes way down,
Raindrops paint an upside down frown
When the sunrise
Makes the raindrops rise,
I open my eyes
And zip out all the lies…
Can’t stand your goodbyes
My, how time flies, oh, how time truly flies by
The suave wind and its cries
Slowly but surely dies and I don’t know why
Raindrops fall from bitter clouds
Then, they rise into darksome shrouds
When the afternoon dusk comes and goes,
The river of radiance rapidly flows on
When the wicked wind blows, who knows…
The dawn-lit fawn shines like the sun
When the sunrise
Makes the raindrops rise,
I open my eyes
And zip out all the lies…
Can’t stand your goodbyes
My, how time flies, oh, how time truly flies by
The suave wind and its cries
Slowly but surely dies and I don’t know why
Raindrops fall from bitter clouds
Then, they rise into darksome shrouds
When the sunrise
Makes the raindrops rise,
I open my eyes
And zip out all the lies…
Can’t stand your goodbyes
My, how time flies, oh, how time truly flies by
The suave wind and its cries
Slowly but surely dies and I don’t know why
Raindrops fall from bitter clouds
Then, they rise into darksome shrouds
Raindrops collide from bitter clouds too
Then, they rise above the cement so true
Evaporating away my negativity anew
Maybe, someday, we will rise from our love flu
The world of viruses come
With lots unwanted gum.
Quick Heal is a family album
Where I can reject all scum
And freely continued my rhumb.
Viruses for all are season autumn,
Looking into browsers is alum,
Inserting memory cards darksome,
Quick Heal software is awesome.
Don’t worry! You are safe at bottom.
Browsing was like a deep chasm
From where Hacking my info a custom,
All these malwares made me a glum.
At this point came Hoary dictum
Quick Heal is the best centrum.
Antivirus software is an Ashram
Where all viruses to rest swum.
Quick Heal saves from boredom.
Quick Heal software is awesome.
When fearful voices in the night began to cry,
Roaring from countless dreams behind the scream,
Dribbled eyes gazing into darkness at the vast sky,
This darksome turn, down into a wet pool of frown.
Perhaps the living of everyday hurts so much
Being stuck in this world always fooling around,
Dredged with pain and despair of being watch,
Drowning with whatever pleasure can be found.
But I feel far away from the depressed bridge
Hearing echoes of merry din sounds in the distance,
Lapping floating charge, cleared and cheered the barge.
Sent in the midst, to bring glorious untwist deliverance.
Into space where stars reside in overwhelming glory,
There is only thing in life more radiant and beautiful
As the reflections beaming from an infinite galaxy,
It is a sultry truth that slides down far into our soul.
The jewels of love shines brightest in the human heart,
With universal temptations from acres of diamonds,
Shining brightly in the vast atmosphere of perfect light
Filling all the void of emptiness with unique demands.
Let love break down the walls that surround the region,
With the Eternal Light selected source of happiness,
And move belief to fill our days with deeper expectation,
By discovering love, the smoothest jewel of bliss.
Could someone take me out of the darkness?
Hopelessness enraptures my mind again...
I'm sitting on this bench...thinking regret
I'm just.......
Drifting away
There's so much to learn out there
Somewhere in the abyss,
There must be a rope of hope...
Hanging and circling rapidly
The dreads of life kill me at times
The stresses of life suffocate me...I hear the bell's chimes
I just pass by like a stranger...
Trapped in a bottomless chamber of loneliness
Hopefully, I'm making some progress
Could someone carry me into the light?
I'm in a darksome pit...I scream
I scream for help
I yelp
About a million times...
I haven't committed that many crimes
Hope shimmers in God's mind
Do you mind if I ponder a bit?
I must.......
Walk that narrow path
There's so many things to stumble upon
Out there...somewhere beyond sight
But, I write day and night...
The things I write sometimes even gives me a fright
I could get through the dreads of life
You're as helpful as a trustworthy friend, God
Why must my mind submit to the shadows of every day life?
I should be...walking that road of recovery
Do you mind if I walk that road....alone?