Long Indecisive Poems

Men ...
  Giving advice to OTHER men, on women
    That's funny ... ironic "funny", I mean, (though I did chuckle)
      As if ANY man ever had...

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Personal Worth 
Everyone has value. Everyone has been called for such a time as this to use their unique gifts and experiences to serve others and to serve God. But what are those gifts? And...

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[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more of an upstart, was merely known as, Robert Frost. Frost's...

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Wham Bam not even a thank you ma’am, was I hit by a Mack truck or slapped in the face where I stand?
The severity of it, but to you a job well done, the patting...

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That's my dad for you... getting his hands deep into the knitty-gritty, when most others would just back off a safe distance away saying, "No thanks! Maybe when Armageddon comes a'knocking we can talk religion,...

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"Robert Frosts', friend, Edward Thomas was an indecisive fellow, until that one day they took the other road Edward wanted, and of course, Robert's piece was not Edward's choice to say the least, so when...

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Cradled in your arms, your arms, your arms
You did me no harm…you made me feel warm
 This morning, mourning for you in the fire…I’m on true, rue fire…
Drowning in desire, drowning in desire, my heart...

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A piece of waiting clay adapts
To a sculptor's finite stroke,
Infants heads were shaped by hands
Of older thinking folk.

Eight times a molder in his chair,
A newborn child held near.
Tiny heads-so softly stroked,
By my father's hands so...

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The night is leaving and the morning is coming to life...coming to life...
I wave goodbye to the dark and welcome a brighter day, free from strife...free from strife...
I regret, wasting my hours on watching my...

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Recalling moments stored in memories with people I miss
Staring at a star-filled sky sometimes it's nice to reminisce
Seems like it was yesterday if only a short while
Cruising along my own time machine with thoughts that...

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My tired eyes keep opening and closing
And my body sways to and fro
But something enigmatic kept me on the ground
And my spirit keeps moving up and down
A sudden indecisive feelings creeps inside
And all of a...

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He was left to face life hurdles
He feels left out by life 
He keeps calling her name out loud 
He didn't hear her call

What does life have to say 
Life gave no apology 
She didn't...

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Allow me to go back and rewind our time as friends
When I promised myself I'd never let you or anyone in

Especially the stereotypical people in your community
Where I believed in your heart I'd have equal...

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I been heartbroken a lot
I been cheated on a lot
I never cheated on a girl in my life
Just them doing it   to   me.
It’s funny how in the beginning   we...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds,
scuppered signpost to my fetid human compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
who might chortle at vivid veil flimsy vacuum,
skirt recklessly...

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Ad Hoc Ad Litem: CHAPTER 1

Conscious/ness is a product of decisive reasoning; a sound mind, and based on scientific averages, a standard knowledge of what is right and, what is wrong.
    ...

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There is a test for personalities
by Dr. Hartman called “The Color Code.”
He studied folks both here and from abroad.
In every land exist a basic four
he’s labeled Yellow, Red, or White or Blue.
The test has nothing...

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We both were once in a village, far from the crowd
(Home/verses/khonika/ek ganye)

We both were once in a village, far from the crowd
Plethora, the joy is always ours!
Magpie Robin chirps there high on their tree branch,...

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Dedicated in memory of Mr Dangerfield, Rodney.
He was a comic few will ever forget.
He is most known probably for his classic routine;
"I Don't Get No Respect.
When I was born the doctor delivered to my parents...

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Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart…   (oooh…oooh…x3)
You pushed me to drink the love potion (for many years)
You let me go and I was rolling away in the death cart
Now, I’m hearing...

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The campaign …
was over -
he, the last left alive on the
field of battle, and barely, at that …
his men had fought valiantly -
the odds were never theirs,
yet he was content in
their efforts, and more than...

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Dedicated to a disorder I call as my own: It's called the OopsieDoosie haha (: 

Guiltiness leaves me numb and dumb
Addictions fade and addictions cumb 
I just don’t know why I’m so brainwashed
By the technology...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a  tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds ,
scuppered signpost to a fetid  human  compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
who might chortle at vivid...

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Kiss
One word to describe an endless lifetime
Kiss
The sweetest thing, the sweetest taste and the worst thing to be taken away
Kiss
One solid moment, a product of slow motion; fireworks cascade, decorate the sky
Kiss
Never could a small...

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Restlessness in spirit...
he became 'The Corsican,'
over-bearance of a mother
he was forced to take a stand!
And he became...
Anxious!

Counter-veiling parent ways,
a struggle for his life.
A paradox, he was attached
to Josephine, his wife.
And he became...
Lonely!

From his father he...

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