Long Letting Poems
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I’ve missed out on pub table conversations
the shocked laughter and gasps
The feeling of validation that they seem to get
from confessing
and every time I feel ashamed and childish
you stare back at me.
Hurt.
How they hark at what they deem to be your innocence
Shake their heads in disbelief
As if wearing white was a modern day crime
past the age of eighteen.
I lay at night, silk sheets holding one body
being watched by you
you say
But how I long to be held
Soft lips marking their territory on my neck
Patterns that look like battle scars
Souvenirs that confirm my maturity
But what’s to happen one December night
when your leash finally falls apart?
Me and another left alone in the purple palace
my childhood etched far away into the stars
What do I say when they ask to see my Kingdom?
All the possessions I haven’t taken
Will they take pity on my poverty? Lead the path away from home?
Or will they leave and you return
as before
reminding me that I am not deserving
at least not yet
I must remember the clock has no ultimatum
there’s no shame in not letting go
but that won’t stop me from feeling
eternally alone.
Jaun Elia:
She came to my grave with her new beloved,
Who says that one cannot be burned after being buried?
Mohit Rahinj:
I did not die among the people of this world,
Someone killed me.
It was my beloved’s ploy,
A conspiracy to burn me even after burying me.
She did not let me live while I was alive,
Nor did she let me depart in peace after death.
She is burning me even after I have died,
She is not letting me find peace even after death.
She did not let me live when I was alive,
And when I was on my way to paradise, she did not let me go.
She is still burning me even after death,
Look at all the things my beloved is doing for me.
My beloved, you have already taken my life,
Now, must I surrender my words to you as well?
Dearest Adrian, do you know the ache,
The way you left my heart, a shattered flake?
Each tear I cried, a river flowing deep,
For in your silence, I lost the will to sleep.
You were the sun that turned into a storm,
The hands that held me, now ghostly and worn.
I loved you fiercely, but you turned away,
Left me in shadows where love used to play.
I wrote this letter, inked with my pain,
A way to purge the heart's scarlet stain.
Once I trusted, believed in your gaze,
Now I question if love's worth this maze.
The memories linger, bittersweet and bright,
Yet the nights blend into a suffocating fright.
Why did you leave when I needed you near?
Was the love we shared merely smoke in the air?
I didn’t think love could cut so deep,
Could leave remnants of sorrow that crawl into sleep.
But you lifted me high just to let me fall,
A sweet serenade turned into a brutal call.
With all my heart, I gave you my best,
But you took the love and left me to rest.
And here I am, rebuilding from dust,
Understanding that love should be built on trust.
I’ve learned through your silence, your absences vast,
That real love isn’t found in a fragile past.
I carry the scars like pages I’ve turned,
Finding strength in the lessons I learned.
Yet part of me wonders, can I ever love true,
When shadows of heartbreak still whisper of you?
I won’t close my heart; I’ll mend it instead,
Through the cracks of my being, new love I will thread.
Goodbye, dear Adrian, the hardest of lines,
But I’ll rise through the ruins, letting fate intertwine.
You taught me of love and the pain that it wears,
But with time, I’ll find joy in what the heart dares.
So take this final note, a wish on the breeze:
May you find your own path, may your spirit find ease.
And though you held my heart in your careless grip,
I release you now—let this journey eclipse.
—Makayla
My enemy, the center of my hatred,
Oh, how I wished he would have been covered in red.
His skills so deadly,
Surpassing me greatly.
Eyes as cold as ice,
Making me shudder at each stolen glance.
Lips as poisonous as a snake,
Hurting me with each kiss I take.
Looking up at him from the floor,
He does nothing but stare at me quietly.
I wished he would have left through the door,
Letting me come to my demise peacefully.
Slowly I drift away,
Remembering nothing else but destroying melody.
Slowly I drift away,
Remembering nothing else but his unfaithful love, my enemy.
While riding down a dark roads Satan tried to intervene and capture your soul, Little did he know when he tried to take you from us that you were designed with a solid body and a Warriors Soul.
Although you were battered and bruised that still didn't stop you from trying to push yourself up off ground, pulling out I.V drips refusing to lay down.
While under heavy sedation the Almighty guided the hands of the surgeons to repair you internally so that you may rise and roam with us again laughing in the devils face making him frown.
You're a Man full of humor yet a fighter at your core, A Father to your Children, A true friend to many and loved by all, In this definite time of need your Most Wanted Family will make sure that recuperate with peaceful ease not letting you crumble and fall.
Heal with speed Alex Rage Ubri.
By: Shawn Muñoz
I decided some time ago
To go naked from now on
It saves a lot on my laundry bill
Plus I admit it's a bit of a thrill
The town has gotten used to the absurd
Of me being naked as a Jaybird
Although there still are ladies fainting
And lots of babies crying
There's no better feeling than letting it all hang out
Plus it gives the bridge club something to talk about
Even if it's just a little bit
Did I mention it's cold as I'm writing this?
Though I might have taken it over the edge
That day at the grocery to buy milk and bread
The cashier thought me deranged
When she saw where it was that I keep my change
One thing good came out of all of this
They treat me now like nobody's biz
Although I've never been that cheap
They now give me everything I need for free
Drowning in my own angry juices
Killing myself not so softly
Because she has hurt my feelings again
Because she is selfish and it makes me sad
Letting unkind thoughts consume me
Drowning myself with rage, which is helping me not
I teach people not to do this, daily
And yet here I am ignoring my own teachings; listening to my mad self.
Stop it this second! I yell, holding up my imaginary stop sign.
Change up my sorrow, flushing it with any little bit of joy
Reciting the Lord’s Prayer, meditating with my angels
Choosing His way, not my self-pitying ways.
Choosing His suggestions
Choosing myself
Forgiving those who trespass against you
Actually saves the day in my case.
Grand Slam
God Damn
What a Sham
Devoid of a Plan
And who will be left to hold the Can
When we have shot everyone in the Foot
And none of us can walk to the well
To Tell
The Robots
No 1 is listening anymore
We have reached an impasse
The glass houses are imploding
On the corrosion of self
The mirror's are stuck reflecting
Mental health in skin so thin
Long passed caring
Thanks for sharing
My toe's are done curling
The shedding thread
Caught between the window ledge
And garden hedge
The blown washing
Has come to rest
Trying to escape the slam
Of every door that shut before
Come what may
Letting up
Is not giving up
It is progress
In costly
Designer Dress
The Reflex
Of the Prefects
September 26 Scripture Meditations Based on Mark 15-16
Key Verses– Mark 16:20 “And they went forth, and preached every where, the Lord working with them, and confirming the word with signs following. Amen.”
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR WORKING WITH ME
Thank You for working with me, confirming my salvation
Always great in my sanctification-separation
Never confusing me, but settling my assured eternally secured situation
Letting me enjoy Your redemption’s satisfaction!
Thank You for working with me, upholding my commitment
Always powerful in my carnality-curtailment
Never leaving me, but ministering for my joyful soul-contentment
Letting me learn from Your correction’s chastisement!
Thank You for working with me, guiding my persistency
Always authoritative in my plan-policy
Never hurting me, but forgiving my confessed sin-potency
Letting me delight in Your Word’s prophecy.
Thank You for working with me, enabling my diligence
Always helpful in my devotion-dependence
Never discouraging me, but attending to my service-decadence
Letting me shine in Your holiness’ difference!
Thank You for working with me, conquering my adversity
Always gracious in my affliction-calamity
Never spoiling me, but fortifying my asserted faith-tenacity
Letting me abide in Your perfection’s authority!
Thank You for working with me, causing my repentance
Always merciful in my revival-resonance
Never denying me, but overpowering my proud defiance and resistance
Letting me understand Your abominations’ repugnance!
Thank You for working with me, blessing my faithfulness
Always steadfast in my fervency-firmness
Never neglecting me, but smiting my perilous heart-fearfulness
Letting me prosper by Your love’s fruitfulness!
September 26, 2022
Staring at the sun,
Charging my engine,
My intention is letting it in,
I'm getting another insight,
The light is where I sit,
My candle is lit,
I fit perfectly in space,
Observing this place,
Embracing my energy,
Everything I see,
A reflection of eternity,
A projection from within me,
My entity run by electricity,
The sun connects to my gland,
Standing at attention,
This dimension is imagined,
Images from within,
Begin to render,
Surrendering to your beliefs,
The chief of a tribe,
Depending on vibrations,
Sensations arise to be felt,
You dealt this hand,
In command of the direction,
Correction is only progression,
Life is full of lessons,
Sit in a session with the sun,
Become one with its light,
If it hits just right,
It will ignite your gland,
Insights come on demand,
Because your staring at the gland,
The grand reflection,
Revealing a land,
That needs protection.
The projection you see,
Is the body of your energy,
Never being able to peer past,
Where your two eyes cast.