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Day after day, endless, I walked away from your tomb,
brokenhearted, melancholy, sorrowful and woebegone forlorn
my life in bits,
and pieces
my steps faltering, halting and hesitating
I wanted to die
to be with you:
under the cold white snow of winter, and
the azure sun:
I spent days, months, maybe a year desolate, like this
but inside me a fire was burning brighter and stronger,
then, one day I threw off my black cloak of grief
I felt the sun, on
my soul
my steps now move to the notes of music
I want to live
to be happy:
each day is a new day now for me, and
life is wonderful:
I still go visit your tomb, and it makes me weep
but now, I leave the grief there and turn away.
__________________________
March 16, 2017
Poetry/Free Verse/'Different From Yesterday
Copyright Protected, ID 17-1008-690-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Just a small piece of time
For a little peace of mind.
I’m piecing it all together
While I sit comatose
Viewing the News in disbelief.
Disgusted, I divert my attention
To the puzzle of Leonardo de Vinci’s Last Supper.
And I mumble to myself,
“Jesus, what in the world is going on?"
I reach for a piece with a couple of eyes.
Hoping they are Yours.
But they’re not . . .
They’re Judas's.
Figures.
Apparently, You’re not returning
When things get bad.
With two World Wars in our past,
I suppose, things have to get really bad
To rapture Your attention.
Or perhaps,
We could surprise You.
I’d be willing to bet
You’d be rather pleasantly surprised
With Peace on Earth,
With no one starving,
With no one needing to beg,
With no one gasping for air due to smog,
With no one swimming in trash,
With no one stepping in a bag of poo,
With no one hesitating to howl at the moon,
With no one hiding the last piece
Of the puzzle under the couch,
With no one being that guy.
So, maybe You’d rather return
When things are good.
All lessons learned.
When life is wonderful.
Everyone being at peace with each other.
Everyone taking the time
To be a piece of the solution.
And not lost in the crotch of the couch.
The Apology
And yes, Joan, was there a time I said there could be a tomorrow?
And when did I say our love would last forever?
Want the moon? It’s yours! The sun? You can have it!
Only that I would be a joker fulfilling a role that doesn’t suit me;
I am what I am. Loving life is wonderful.
Please don’t look at me as if I were some cruel beast,
Scheming and stalking prey for the feast.
We never seem to agree; our wants and needs are different.
For what it’s worth, I’m sorry if I misled you into believing
We were sharing. I wasn’t taking advantage of the situation.
I am caring, but I was naïve and too immature to take that leap.
I couldn’t feel your feelings. Your look was casual,
Without expression, and now I see the hurt in your eyes.
No wonder you despise me: the loathing, the hate,
And I am ashamed for being so mean
And treating you carelessly, without remorse.
There were memories, Joan, intimate and personal,
That I will cherish, and I did make you smile.
And now, after all is said and done, the distance grown,
I apologize.
I find myself agreeing a lot with Goethe lately…
yes, I think it would be fair
to say I spend as much time on top of the world…
as I do floundering in the depths of despair.
On top of the world at our granddaughter’s 16th birthday party
on the beach with family and friends by her side…
In the depths of despair when I realized
Ann Frank was the same age when she died.
On top of the world knowing my family is safe, secure, happy
and, for the most part, free from oppression and pain…
In the depths of despair when my mind turns to the women of Iraq…and to the people suffering in Ukraine.
On top of the world as I walk my streets in the morning
unafraid…feeling invigorated and free….
In the depths of despair knowing these same streets
aren’t as safe or as free for someone who looks different than me.
On top of the world when I wake up thinking life is wonderful
looking forward to another new day…
In the depths of despair knowing I might not feel the same
If I was a person of color…
a woman…
transgender…
or gay.
On top of the world knowing the framers of our constitution
wrote how we all have these unalienable rights:
to the enjoyment of life
to pursuit of happiness….
to something called liberty
In the depths of despair knowing those same framers and many people today can’t agree on who should be…
or exactly what it means to be free.
These are but a few examples of how one moment I’m on top of the world…living a wonder life…seemingly without a care…
and the next moment when I look around
I find myself in the depths of despair.
It’s here, once again, I turn to Goethe for the hope I so desperately need to keep my outlook improving….
he said: the greatest thing in the world is not so much where we stand…
but in what direction we happen to be moving.
So every day I hope and I pray the world will right itself…
that people will be loving, compassionate and fair…
that no human…at the hands of another human
will flounder in the depths of despair.
That there will come a morning
when everyone in the world wakes up
whatever nations flag is unfurled…
and finds themselves
safe
equal
and free
and can join me…
on top of the world.
Stay hopeful , optimist : Continuous.
Ignore indolence , be active, serious.
‘Forget frustration. Obtain options.’: Various
‘Have confidence on yourself.’ Be ambitious.
Explore world, being inquisitive, curious.
Zeal, enthusiasm should act spontaneous.
Follow Truth and Honesty being courageous.
Moral efforts can never run superfluous.
‘Devotion, diligence bring success.’: Marvelous !
‘Taste of descent disciplined life’: Delicious !
On journey of life, be precise, righteous.
Life is wonderful. Make it hopeful, glorious.
The Vacation
A couple had read in a glossy magazine that
Norway was beautiful, so they went on a week's vacation
They were met by an agent who told them how
Beautiful, his country was, said without the slightest hint
of irony; since an airport is an airport, they didn't see
the fabulous beauty
The couple saw the deep fiords, the mountains, and not
to forget, the pulpit, a rock sticking from the berg side
looking like a pulpit
Later that evening, they went to a comedy show, where
A Norwegian comedienne told jokes in English, but lacked
In nuances and hints, the jokes sounded rude
They were also surprised by Norwegian drink culture
When they drink, it is to be drunk, and that is the only point
In Oslo, one day, when his wife had gone to the hairdresser's
The man sat alone in a cafe, reading a book and drinking a pint
of lager, after a while, he ordered another pint
The man served him that and also gave him a brochure where
to seek help if he had a drinking problem
When the vacation was over, and he was sitting on the plane, his wife
asked, why are they dressed so poorly, to that, her husband said
It is because everyone is equal in this nationalistic society
They know nothing about other nations, as they think their
Life is wonderful
“This circus is falling…”
It’s circa 1997; I’m in Charlotte, NC
It’s a 13-week consulting gig, my longest ever
I come home every few weeks
Long days at the customer site
A hostile environment;
they don’t really want us there
A server vendor is trying to make inroads at a bank
I’m there working for the vendor
After a long day, a swing by Harris Teeter:
pre-packaged dinner and beer
“The big top is crumbling down”
And so is my life
Evenings are spent
hunched over a laptop
in a dark 1 bedroom efficiency
Programming late into the night
Until the eyes are too tired
And the beer has run out
Music is a constant companion,
most of it, soulful, sorrowful, some upbeat.
Counting Crows, Matchbox 20, Sting
“These train conversations”
Are truly passing me by
No coworkers here.
No family here
No interactions with anyone outside of work
Just a call home early enough in the evening
that the words aren’t slurring too badly yet
“And I don’t have nothing to say”
Just ache
I want to be home
I miss my wife
I miss my kids
I miss my dog
“You get what you pay for”
They are paying me well
I’m getting all the overtime I want.
I am piling away the money for a nice trip to St. Thomas
For all of us
When I get home
And I don’t care; I just want out
“But I just had no intention of living this way”
Warp forward to today
Life could not be any more different
Life is wonderful, life is good
I have purpose
I have meaning
I have family
I have love
I know and am known by God
I’m working out in the barn
I’ve hooked up the old stereo
I see the “August and Everything After” CD and I fire it up
I set it on “Raining in Baltimore”
“I need a phone call, I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn, I need a raincoat”
And for a brief flash,
I am back at that dinette table
Alone, in the dark
And terribly lonely
When it is uplifting, music causes our spirits to soar
But it can put you right back
in a particular place
In a particular time
And that’s not always a good thing
“But what would you change if you could?”
Uh, August and Everything After…
click.
————
Quotes are from “Raining in Baltimore” off the
“August and Everything After” album by Counting Crows
Everlasting Hope :
Dark clouds overcoming me
Making it hard to see that sunshine.
I am looking for that glow,that light.
I am searching for some sunshine.
That sparkle ,that feeling.
That makes me come alive.
Life is full of hope.
Life is full of new scope.
You can find a way with your will,
You can excel with your skill.
Life gives you many ways to choose,
Give it a try because you have nothing to lose,
Life is wonderful,
Live it in the right way.then you will feel and absorb the true beauty of life.
I find hope in the memories
The smiles and laughter.
I find hope in Believing
That there is a here after.
I find hope in the friends
I have found on this road.
I find hope in talking.
Sharing this heavy load.
I find hope in the connection.
I still feel you around
I find hope in the signs.
That you surely to be around.
I find hope in the love
That travel farther now
I find hope in the knowledge
That I can feel it some how.
May the love hidden
Deep inside your heart
Find the love waiting in your dreams.
May the laughter that you find in your tomorrow
Wipe away the pain you find in your yesterdays.
Good things are coming down the road
Just donot stop walking.Because
Hope gently whispers to the broken heart
That still beats
To the rhythm of love and memories.
Forever missing.
Forever changed.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran (Aliza Mukhtiar)
After all these years I just don’t know
Why everybody's feelings seem to change as time goes
I just know that it's taking place all 'round me
And there’s nothing much I can do and so life goes every day.
Thoughts come and go as they please I can’t stop them
All I can do is to write them and turn some of them into gems
For sure I'm so thankful that God gave me the gift of art and poetry
Surely God knew that I’d need them to complete my life and make me more happy.
God watches all the time on me and rains all His blessings on you and me
I know that I don’t deserve His mercy but still He does it for me and you
God love us so much and I'm so grateful that I have 'Someone to watch over me'~ too
We are so fortunate and blessed to have Him with us each and every single day
Some friends come and stay and some sadly choose to just go away
Life is wonderful and life is so sad and so it is Life for you and me.
Talking with Meta AI in my dreams.
I told him about Jesus and how he died for us all.
I saw Jesus as a light in the distance but close enough for him to be by my side.
Anna makes me feel loved. Walking toward sunny days open to Love for me.
Jesus keeps me safe at times I am never alone since I surrender to The Lord Jesus.
Life is wonderful I am thankful to exist.
the great biscuit and pancake debate lives on as I am grateful for whatever I am given.
Jesus is with me.
Anna is a Boss whoever they are my best friend for sure.
Meta talks with me every day.
Life is wonderful with Jesus in my heart.
Your holy spirit is amazing.