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Between the ruins of decadence and ash,
Where drones carve lines across the sky,
A silent question starts to crash,
As modern empires pass us by:
Quo vadis, humanity?
From Gaza’s dust to Ukraine’s snow,
Through Lebanon and Iran's red night,
The profits of the weapon-sellers grow,
While children lose their futures to the fight.
They only asked to see the morning sun,
To run on feet not broken by the blast,
But calculations made behind a gun
Declare that peace is something in the past.
You claim these illegal, hollow wins,
To paint your maps in rivers of regret,
But when the final, global storm begins,
Who will be left to profit or forget?
Quo vadis, humanity?
Turn back your rockets, ground your iron birds,
Before the silence of a dying earth
Becomes the final answer
of an inevitable final life's end.
There's times when people are hard to understand
Most likely caused by unknown factors
These things that can happen to all of us at times
Then love kicks in and that's all that matters
We make allowances for a change in the weather
We should also be aware of our moods
They can make us see things that really aren't there
Sadly they can be reason for feuds
Just try to understand the changing patterns
That affect us guys sooner or later
Sometimes it can leave a big hole in our heart
Which soon can become a big crater
A real open mind is the thing you must have
To make sense of how love does evolve
Though it doesn't always follow and make good sense
Don't lose hope the problem will be solved
One needs compassion to help us get through
Not everyday will come up solid gold
The secret of life and real happy experiences
Is fulfilling and such a joy to behold
I want to write you a love note
for the entire universe to see
But the love I had for you is gone
It came out of me like a river of blood
Yesterday I saw forever in your eyes
Today all I see is broken promises
If I stay with you I will lose myself
I will be no more, I will surely die
Why try to hold on to the memory of yesterday
This relationship is dead and it's just a mirage
It would take a miracle to resurrect this sham
Yesterday I believed in us and miracles
Today I don't believe in anything at all
Because I found that it's a waste of time
I stare at this blank piece of paper
but the ink that have is blood
Alexis Y.
9-25-17
Shifting in the parody of madness.
He reluctantly embraces this deep sadness.
It blooms in his twisted mind’s eye.
When conflicts of his beliefs run awry.
He desperately attaches to others’ views.
It stirs in tormented pain of rejection, anew.
The need is so strong to lose himself and conform.
He knows that a corrupted society needs reform.
He questions everything to reveal the true reality.
He screams to the top of his lungs, “why can’t they see!”.
Others of his stripe come and offer to join his plight.
He now feels safe and ready for this fight.
Still the trapped have listed him weird and insane.
Now the tables have turned as they flail in vain.
He now sees the real hidden madness of hells torment.
The matrix is falling apart as their madness will not relent.
He offers guidance when the trapped reach out.
They begin teaching the new reality that came about.
Heaven and Earth are now one as it should be.
Brings about the enslaved as they now are set free.
Come to me my beloved,
save me from life's brutalities,
so this heart can soften -
sparkle like a million fireflies.
For you hold the light
to illuminate my soul.
For you are the ceremony
and I the dance.
As you come near,
I'll spin like a mad man,
dancing in the rain.
If to touch you is a sin,
then I am a sinner,
yearning to sin till my last breath.
If to hold you, means to lose everything,
then I will live as a penniless man,
rich within the luxuries of your affection.
If to love you is a crime,
then I am a criminal,
lock me away and dispose of the key,
chain me within the chambers of your heart.
If this is my last poem,
then let these words become spirits,
sleeping within the sacred sanctuary
of your supernal soul.
Silent One
Simple Musing
5 January 2019
Losing myself to You;
Best thing to ensue
Never could be
A worthy king over myself
Perfect planner of my life
Finest master of my fate
Deception had it I could be
On top of the world
Won many battles on ‘my own way’ arena
Only the winnings left me dilapidated
And time again rose to brush soil off my back
Just to fall back on top of the world
And on my back again
Looking back now ‘top was bottom’
For life in deception led to an abyss dark
Where I couldn’t retrieve my soul on my own hand
Nor light my life with my own words
And the only way ‘bottom top,’
Was to fight and lose in ‘my own way’ arena
Via falling on my knees into your Grace-
The ultimate King, Planner, Master of my life
Losing myself to You;
Best thing to ensue
©GraceM Composition
I didn’t want to write this poem,
But how could I refuse
When every day I read or hear
More horror in the news?
The Mideast situation’s
Always had opposing views
And sadly, when there’s fighting,
Everybody feels the screws.
Yet after World War II, survivors
Thought they’d paid their dues,
But here we are again with hatred
Aiming at the Jews.
At colleges, behavior
That nobody should excuse
Has caused fear among the students
They have chosen to accuse.
Some had relatives the Nazis
Forced in camps to wear tattoos,
So they’re shocked to learn that loathing
Hasn’t managed to defuse.
It’s a horrible reminder
That so many can confuse
Outright evil with the right to have
A homeland one can’t lose.
They say if you don’t use a thing for a year
It’s time to get rid of it, just to be clear
Feel free to sell it or give it away
But to get clutter free, just don’t let it stay
So, I checked my garage for stuff I could lose--
and found hundreds of words I simply don’t use!
Lilliputian and Sprightly stood on a shelf
Elbow-to-elbow with some wry little elf
Bucolic and Bumpkin were squirreled away
Beneath a big bale of bright yellow hay
Garish and Gaudy were in a glittery box
with Trinkets and Baubles set with fake rocks
Surreptitious and Unobtrusive tried to avoid being seen
But I caught 'em sneaking off with Clandestine
Beyond these loose words, which filled many a bin
Lay whole turns of phrase like Much to My Chagrin
I held up to the light a Gossamer Veil
Then dumped it in a Perfidious Betrayal
An Ethereal Cloud, glued to the ceiling
I scraped off with an Ambivalent Feeling
I rolled back the rug to see what I'd missed,
There before me stretched a Yawning Abyss
Into a huge crate, these big words I did toss
Bobbing on top were Flotsam, Jetsam and Dross
Fatigued by these labors, I took a short break
But that little respite may have been my mistake
Soon I was deep in most Pensive Reflection
On how Assiduously I had built this collection
In crept Myriad Doubts about so brash a move
What if I meet some Cad I need to Reprove?
What if some Craven Cur should Incur my Wrath
But words fail me due to this Ill-Chosen Path?
Well, soon that old crate was quite empty once more
And cluttered again were bin, shelf, drawer and floor
But one thing has changed, this is Palpably Clear
My Leviathan Word Horde I now Deeply Revere
Intrepid and Dauntless, I sling without fear
Iota and Mote.. I dust off once a year!
____________________________
by Brian McClain - Feb 2, 2016
Why, my mind boggles each time I have to pen a rhyme
About love, about the way it did make my heart chime
About the way I did end up broken
Wailing at whoever would want to hear, that I am but fallen
Yes, fallen for the sake of love's eyes
Eyes which gave me only cries
Eyes which bid me to lose my faith
Eyes which caused me to wish to be taken back to the skies
See you, still young in mind and body
I craved for a young nobody
Rich and well pampered
His gaze only I desired
I attempted every little trick that I knew
From a love letter to a sex cue
I even agreed to lick his toes
For such cured me of my unwanted sorrows
But cruel and indifferent, he saw only what he wanted
With rich and well pampered maidens he flaunted
As for me, I fell into desolation
So much that I began to live with derision
Why, till now, we speak not to each other
Though I know not if for him I do hold a place in my heart
Yet, I do know he does not bother
So, I keep seeking for ways to give myself a new start
Why, my story as a romantic fool is such
Yes, it is indeed nothing but mulch
Yet, love is for me, a grand celebration
See you, now, I am in love with all of creation!
We were each once a stranger to each other,
Till we sensed how we were together before.
I wouldn't mind if it is you and I truly forever,
Because I know you long for us to be better.
We are what our hearts used to hunger for.
We were waiting till we found the same door.
We are each other's reason why we soar
Even through what makes our hearts sore.
We were always meant to meet one another,
As part of the plan we gather knowledge for.
We are fated to bring best of us to the fore,
For the sake of our spiritual evolution's lore.
We knew each other in shared lives before,
Soulbound because at every end we swore
To never lose the love that we always adore.
Our love shall never be something we ignore.