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#Patience_cooked_a_stone
Sitting here twitching and fidgeting, butterflies in my stomach wrestling, my heart took a wrong detour, taste of blood in my saliva, something is bleeding inside of me, feeling restless, my mind begin to shut and my body collapsing from inside, there seems to be no walls around to lean on, I might fall here and be not seen
There's a revolt in my body, my spirit worns out, exacerbating present, palpitations shuts my lungs, gasping and trembling, I'm choked by fear, struck by inability to move my body, think life is ebbing out of me, can't endure further than here, my mileage ends here
Tried enough, endured enough, might as well bow and hibernated if not for good, think heaven might treat me with tender, for earth has roughed me up from every angel, with every chance it had, lingering, shattered and everything scattered,
In my hands, crambs and dust of my efforts, In my heart, voids and agony so acidic, is just a hole, so hallow and shallow, no seed could germinate there, In my mind, coordinates twisted and invalid, directionless, roamed beyond human tracks designed for, out of mileage. In my soul, cordles connections redundant, pilled and covered in scabs of pain, disappointment and failure, Motionless.
My cauldron of hope still boiling, its a stone inside, still cooking patience, faith shall surely serve me my desired meal, for patience cooked a stone
#Poetic_Ink
Welcome October you are the best.
So glad to see you before winter,
You took a twelve month rest.
Singing birds are in their nest.
Flowers blooming no more bright colors,
Welcome October you are the best.
October is from the east to the west.
We have both hibernated way too long,
You took a twelve month rest.
I see the sun coming up off the crest,
Beautiful colors to start the day.
Welcome October you are the best.
We are truly blessed,
Even if the clouds are gray.
Please be our guest.
We have missed you,
Glad you are back.
Welcome October you are the best,
You took a twelve month rest.
Even if earthquake pound, and the ground tremble,
And people scramble, tumble and rumble, I will not grumble, but ramble,
Clinging softly, carefully, lovely, a sprig, sprawling a virgin rose,
Like guest, to west, with zest, to show my best and give my princess her smitten
dose.
Ding dong dong, her door will romantically ring,
Ping pong, softly my heart will beep, like ray, my face will embrace gay, bubbling like ling,
Tiptoe, a snazzy smock with long dimly than char inborn hair
Will passionately push the door open, with her heavenly made fragrance grooving and hovering in the air.
Holy bow, head will pay due, to the queen of the whole planet, my billion century carved hind,
Whose glittery eyes, evoke a sparkling dream to a blur mind,
Manner of confrontation resurrects a hibernated heart,
Stainless, bleach less, bleak less, blench less, ripe like yellow peel's skin that's full of life, like art.
For, if my life got dried by earth chaos of any kind,
She is a droplet, that will revivified my dead rind.
Disseminated, I fell in Fall
A Cascade of Amber Autumn Leaves
Rejected and Cast Away by Deep Rooted Seasoned Trees
Purged of Energy that no Longer Align
Nature's Foreboding Warning Sign.
Discarded By the Gravity, Mercurial Retrograded
I Succumbed, Physically Numbed to Embrace Transformation
Pluto deemed Necessary Shadow Self Initiation
For My Path is Destined, A Daunting Journey
Where I Confront Layers of My Soul and Fulfil My Destiny
For When Lifeless Leaves Fall From Their Hosts of Trees
In the New Luna I Shed Outdated Tendencies.
Within Chaos is Order, Scorpio's Moon Emotionally Drenched
Illusions Of Fear and Limitations Shackled and Benched
No more Tears, Isolated from Mundane Manipulators
I Reject the Noise, Choosing the Peacemakers
Hibernated in a Cocoon of Self Discovery, Secure from the Torpid Winter
Connected to the All, Yet a Solitary Snowflake, An Icy Splinter
In Winters Brutal Hold, Profound Wisdom in a Snowflake Unfold
At Home In Comfort in Pluto's Ninth Mansion
Metamorphic Recycled Soul Secured In A Celestial Tapestry of Expansion.
Infinite pitch black void zoomed,
I vacillated then pitched headlong
(head and knobby knees, over heels)
where skeletons in shuttered closets roomed,
and antithesis of freedom loomed
large (think) cosmic size grand canyon groomed
courtesy the once mighty Mississippi,
now barely a babbling brook in places
espouses, and cloisters unbridled wedded bliss
till after honeymoon, than couple fumed
one accusing the other of infidelity
absolute zero witnessed crime of passion
lifeless bodies in shallow grave entombed
after violent retribution forensic experts
determine homicide after lovely bones exhumed
shotgun marriage from getgo doomed
structured sound of silence boomed.
Against the wishes of slumbering wife,
the following I nonetheless narrated,
to you how she temporarily held
yours truly check (mated),
thus eternal salvation sought
at healing waters of Lake Woebegone
repurposed conscious being
to experience sanguine mood linkedin
attending high school reunion
ridding hypocrisy, modesty,
and travesty initially I hibernated
away from madding crowd
once for all ascending
soul asylum gilded gated
stairway to heaven
consanguinity amidst deceased brethren
impossible mission to discern,
dawdling against inevitable fated
doom, thus I nevertheless equivocated
and bemoaned series of unfortunate events.
Daniel Handler an American writer and musician
best known for his children's series
A Series of Unfortunate Events
and All the Wrong Questions
Lemony Snicket honestly created
salvation blissfully, knowingly belated
and thankfully ameliorated.
At long last doomed existence
finally fancy free and footloose
Earthly afflictions divine creator
severe trials and tribulations let loose
promise body, mind and spirit triage
damn physical, mental, and
spiritual afflictions permanent vamoose
yoked Sisyphean and mephistophelean woe
summoning herculean strength
(mine) to vanquish
courtesy (halloo) gibbet welcome noose
necks stop outer limits analogous cooked goose.
That gilded cage
with its…
heavy quilted,
ironclad armour
is Home
to her soul
She's been busy
racking up layers
while her soul burrows
deeper
and deeper
yielding to the cage's allure
as it whirls through
timeless wormholes
birthed by life's orbit
Her soul carries on
swimming through
Sands of eternity
Oblivious
to the obvious realities
that cage is a Shield
though at times
it obscures the view
in its cleft, a haven is found
by a soul
yearning for silence
and nursing a craving
for stillness
This chest feels empty at times
the emptiness speak volumes
it’s the kind
that never ever lets up
it’s loudly echoed
by the heart's throb
as it obediently irrigates a life
a duty
that will not be deprived
This prison is a Safe house
entry is denied to most
it’s limited to a selected few
and that
after meticulous scrutiny
exits are but a fantasy
and thus glisten
with the appeal
of the unattainable
One fateful day
her soul
in a trance
teleported into an abyss
of quickened desire
where a glimmer
of unfounded hope
sparked a wisp of courage
Her soul rose
to the occasion
and offered its fears
for a sacramental sacrifice
as its terrors rose
to the surface, she
cradled it in her arms
to soothe it
with gentle crooning
Her song a mantra of rebirth
Of a buried seed
that in time sprouts
and shoots past its confines
When it finally matures,
it will sow it’s seed
to the wind
while its fluff takes to the skies
and beyond
its roots will nourish
the womb of the mother
Her lullaby purified the sacrifice
as darkness fell
upon the cage
turning it into a cozy
cocoon…
While her soul
hibernated
She
in patience
stood sentinel
armed with love
to keep the terrors at bay
as nature sows it’s wild oats
This heart is a Fortress
that serves her soul
while it mans the post
It will remain
on ice
On a bard’s nib we slept,
Hibernated, slumbered and under the quinine stains we wept.
Yearned we did to spill ourselves on paper,
Bard he caged his thoughts and emotions for later.
Later, we heard them thoughts say and an year went by,
Afraid we were for the burden on his heart was high.
Ever we knew that a lip curved in pain,
Can be kissed into a smile again.
Our neighbor,more sorrowing words,them lay folded,
Some on the table & most weeping in his heart , pounding his head all loaded.
A cry afar a sob we at times faintly hear,
A smile , an eruption we sense at times from his dear.
A fortnight back the darkness did go,
And lights flowed dim at first and then bright but slow.
flickered & danced from them thoughts,
some lingered lighting up, on till all emotions to the fore he brought.
The breeze is blowing nice and strong,
We hope to be on a page that all would throng.
The languid wings of air still carry the scent,
Of his sweetheart long after she went………………………
Amidst contortations and grimaces, lucifer laboured.
In two hours and three, the beast was perfect,
Glaring around, he cackled his delight.
"Serpatinus," he spluttered, still cackling
He appeared and in lucifer's hands, fell the snake.
With deceit lurking in his eyes
He fitted it inbetween the beast's thighs
Then opening the gates of hell, he unleashed the beast
For her beauty, many a man did crave
Oblivious that such beauty takes to the grave
She could twist and untwist men
For they were always there begging for her light.
She was generous with her gifts
As they obliviously signed their warrants:
-Death and impotent warrants.
Inbetween her legs, the serpent never rested
There was an incessant invasion of many a *****.
Families never saw light again in the aftermath
As men grew wearied and hibernated without children.
Many had fallen; fallen for lucifer
Watching in amusement, he cackled
While signing their air tickets
Mission accomplished, the beast turns and journeys
From whence it came,
In wait of lucifer's next call to arms.
Presidents, ministers, kings ,nobles and clergies
were those who received the tickets lucifer signed.
They all fell prey in this
Lucifer's incessant destruction
Welcome May you are the best
So glad to see you after winter
You took a twelve month rest
Singing birds are in their nest
Flowers blooming bright colors
Welcome May you are the best
May is from the east to the west
We have both hibernated way too long
You took a twelve month rest
I see the sun coming up off the crest
Beautiful colors to start the day
Welcome May you are the best
We have missed you
Glad you are back
Welcome May you are the best You took a twelve month rest
Date Written: 6/19/2020
Thirty years ago I got the call.
Your brother had to tell me
You'd extinguished your own life.
Immediate tears, for you and your family.
Shock hits hard you know.
You'd tried to live life right
Yet still it was difficult for you.
People let you down,
Kept giving you the dirty end of the stick.
You still had us, your family.
The guilt ate away.
Why hadn't we noticed how bad you were feeling?
Why couldn't you open up to us?
Why had we ever been mad with you?
Never ending questions.
You made us so angry.
Angry that you gave up on life.
Angry that you didn't talk to us.
Angry that you didn't say goodbye.
Anger destroys.
The overwhelming sadness brought depression.
We didn't want life ourselves.
We couldn't enjoy life without you.
We hibernated away.
Shunned those who tried to help.
Eventually, as time passed,
We remembered the good times
Recalling our lives, our memories.
The fun and laughter you gave us.
We started to work through the grief.
However hard it was for us,
It must have been harder for you to make that choice.
Now we live with hope.
Hope that you are reunited with loved ones.
Hope we see you again some day.
RIP Alec x
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