Long Failed Poems
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My insecurities are making me insecure
My doubts are giving me doubts
I would scream and yell, if I thought I would be heard
Over top of all of my shouts
My phobias are starting to scare me
My complexities are awful complex
I am a perfect text book example
Of a condition for which there is no text
My psychoses are really psychotic
My episodes are episodic
I am a narcissist who hates himself
Bi-polar must be contagious, because I know I caught it
I think I failed the ink blot test
All I saw were big ink blots
I am haunted by my memories
But my memories have been forgot
I am sick of being a hypochondriac
My narcolepsy keeps me awake
I am a non-practicing masochist
Because the pain I cannot take
My abnormalities are really abnormal
My multiple personalities are all the same
My psychiatrist says there are explanations
For these conditions he cannot explain
Broken doll, made to grow up way to soon
From life’s knocks, she never was immune
A bruised body, mind that failed to reform
But with a hidden strength not to conform
All hated her inner soul that was not theirs
Her secret thoughts left them all unawares
To the power, she held within her own ego
Whilst, fighting for her inner, chosen credo
What was her religion, was anyone’s guess
Bound with stop signs to others, no access
Left alone, the only player in her, own play
Living in her mind what should be each day
One day, a light will dim on her pantomime
As she ails being born before her own time
Those sad violin tunes play for me, from the depths of heart
The moment when love failed me
The moment I became a toy, the moment I became a sick doll
Set to be used at will and discarded without being given a second glance
Those sad violin tunes bid my tears to flow
Even if the night air is smooth and the stars twinkle ecstatically
Happy to be existing, even if they are the only ones to be aware of their aim
Love is a strong word, heavy, fragranced and carries with it double meanings
It can lift me up
As it can break me
It can gift me wings
As it can bury me deep in its own pit
It can have me dance even if I don't know how to
As it can have me fall from the highest summits if it so wishes to
Lost in my own wavy and messy wave
I craft a poem to share with the tunes of the sad violin tunes
So that my heart finds enough will to breathe, easy and steady
Love, being such a powerful word,
Is something I wish not to know
Especially not on this fallen Earth,
An abode which remains too harsh for my frail heart!
Those sad violin tunes, so like rogue waves
Trample upon the blooms of my heart
As I get transported back to a time
When love, which I wished to glorify
Turned me into a nocturnal monster, capable of
Functioning only during the day time whilst
Having to hide my true self at the fall of the night!
sorrow
for so swiftly the forest grew
a painful game that rests
upon this shameless moon
one mocking bird flew out of sight
as shaddows could not follow in its flight
o the agony , o what painful regret
where two stars bound to meet
time and time again
the stream had passed
for this flow may remain
as strrong as feathers bend
peek over the top and you will see me there
o come along dearest friend
we shall live till the end
look me up at oceans bay
the tides had swamped me away
the boat has sailed
never found but failed
though you say nothing
it's clear the pain in those blind eyes
countless days
endless nights
pray you see me pray i'm there
- chrissie harmse
Burton and Taylor.. lived often
in trailers..In a way they still do.' Though on tv.'
And pc's also phones now, mind you.' I see they've kept up
With (the times) just a note in my rhymes
Dick was never failed by his libido, nor was
Lizz, as far as we know? I guess one
thing was
In his favour.' Thats the gifts he often gave
Her..It seems he knew what made her tick
So. He provided much in lapro-dizzy-ac.' Now
Those great diamond rocks, sure soothed her 'whole
Being' or so i'm told.? may these lines
Lift your soul.? Levity cant hurt us, if its
Warm, not cold.' So i leave you some lines
That might stick.? Sort of? well?? In you mind,
Yes!! A laugh-rod-isiac.) I know.?
Ha ha.' Or even ho? This poem being
Rather slick..I hope it'll do do the trick.?
God wrote his word into the minds of men through “revelation” without a flaw and in total truth.
The Bible is the inerrant word of God, unending wisdom, prophecy of perfectly accurate accounts of what is to come. Never wrong,
hidden events that only come out in God’s timeline and never fails. World event cast in stone.
The Jew, who have survived all the kingdoms that enslaved them and tried to erase them from history and now those kingdoms have recanted their power to the dust of time and I muse that Israel is the strongest country in the world due to the fact that the hand of God is on them.
They failed to recognize their Messiah and crucified him on the cross, thus losing the chance to transfer salvation to the gentile world. God instead chose a “Jesus hating” Jew and converted him as he traveled on the road to Damascus. Soul of Tarsus, who later became known as Paul, brought the Gospel of Grace by Faith in the Death, Burial, and Resurrection of Jesus Christ to all men.
The Bible says that the Jew will be a stumbling stone. God said that he would curse them that curse Israel, and bless them that bless Israel. The Jew have blessed the world through their intellect in the fields of medicine and technology but more important for the Gentil they brought him salvation through Jesus Christ. The Jew for whom God said that he would make the desert bloom again and Israel grows some of the best produce in the world.
The Jew, if not for one man would have lost their language, retained it and it is spoken today.
Israel belongs to God and Jerusalem is God’s city. Israel will never be defeated as a nation. The Jew is a witness for creation and God has revealed himself through them and the Holy Bible. God will deal with the nation of Israel after the rapture of the church.
I ponder on this and marvel at such a tiny country, so prominent in the Bible is so prominent today. A country about the size of New Jersey and surrounded by her enemies. It defies logic. What other country so small, could stand up to such hate and why such hate. Only Israel and Bible truth can be the answer.
How many times have I tried in failed effort to deny the love I live in you
How many times have I in desperate resolve tried to walk away from this love which was born at the foundation of time ?
Do you not see in me the raging torment of my soul as I struggle in vain attempt to set aside a love which is forbidden by the laws of men..... and yet I can not deny it, I will not deny my love for you for to do so would deny my own breath, my own heartbeat, my very life. I am but a mortal man, powerless to escape that which is part of my being and you my love are my completing part. You are in me, my heart, my mind, my soul, my every fiber. From the formation of this earth we were of one thought, one spirit, one hope and one path.
What should have been, what is indeed, is withheld from me and I am unfulfilled and incomplete —- leading to my undoing.
Though separated in the long ages of time the vail of deception is past as now I see clearly we are to be one once more. A more perfect woman I shall never know.
It was the first time in years the four of them had been all together.
“Hey, do ya’ll know the riddle of the sphinx?” “This should be our family version.”
“What pouts in the morning, laughs at noon, and cries in the evening?”
“That’s an easy one, our mother.” “Or how about this one, what praises you in
the morning, berates you in the afternoon, and beats the living hell out of you
in the evening?” “That’s right our father.”
“Let it go ya’ll, they’re both dead.”
“I disagree, they live on in us.” “We’ve all been tainted by their ways.”
“Hell let’s look at the score.” ”We have two failed marriages and me too afraid to try.” “Three rehab trips and if we’re honest more needed.” “One child in the
Juvenile system and two others are strung out addicts.”
“What a crock of !!” shouts the oldest.
In unison the other three, “Okay dad.”
They stand together in sort of a group hug and pass around a knowing glance
Each of them aware of the battle to overcome being raised
In a home dominated by the tyranny of temper
And decorated with the malevolence of mood.
Have i failed them all?
Have I failed my masters?
Have i failed myself?
Have i failed the world itself?
Or have i merely lost a battle?
Is this not the end?
Is this just another beginning
Of a different story?
One where I am doomed to lose.
Or am I just a fool for thinking,
I could win the situation,
I think I've lost it all,
And down I will fall,
They fly on higher,
Looking for another master,
Is this mask of mine,
Too thin?
I have lost myself,
Through the battles and it all
I have lost countless friends,
And one of them i cannot mend
No matter what I do, it will never be enough to make up for what I've done.
Is this my payback,
My vengeance?
I am a lost wanderer,
Going on endlessly,
Watching the blue sky fade to night,
And no matter how much I fight,
It'll never be enough for what happened that fateful day.
Has the darkness already won the light,
Have we all lost the fight?
Will I ever see them again?
Will I, oh, wil li, will i?
Or am I a fool for thinking,
I could win the situation,
I think ive lost it all,
And down I will fall,
They fly on higher,
Looking for another master,
Is this mask of mine,
Too thin?
Have they all seen through my facade, my act,
My everything?
I will never forget that day,
When, and to this day I pray,
That one day, one day
It’ll be repaid,
But no matter what I do, it will never be enough to make up for what I’ve done.
Is this my payback?
My vengeance?
I am a lost wanderer,
Going on endlessly,
Watching the blue sky fade to night,
And no matter how much I fight,
It’ll never be enough for what happened that fateful day.
(spoken)
I have lost myself,
through the battles and it all,
I have lost countless friends,
And one of them…
I cannot mend.
Burning all bridges behind you, standing on the edge of a plateau
If ever there was a time to see if you can fly, it is now, let's go
There is no looking back, time to spread those wings and fly
This is it; this is now your moment of do, or die
These emotions you are about to feel are beyond all others
As your life flashes before you and all your mistakes in your life it un-covers
This is the greatest journey you will ever make before your feet touch back on this earth
To find yourself still standing to enter a time of your own re-birth
With you leaving all the past behind with nothing, you start anew
To a very different life style with a very different point of view
Where you will now only walk with others who took that same leap of faith
To a life of abundance, happiness, and where no others on you can dictate
This journey to find your inner self is not easy, it was never meant to be
But the knowledge it will bestow on you, is very clear to see
As to walk your life in freedom, and to be rid of all your karmic debts
Where you will never once look back, or have any past regrets
Fearing not your enemies, as from them you will always be above
Now only walk with the gods that shower you with their protection and their love
Cursed are all those who failed you, or failed of you to understand
Who regret their own lack of loyalty to you, and now find themselves damned
Your suffering was never in vain; this is after all just a part of God’s own plan
Say your last good-byes to your past; as you enter into your own, Promised Land