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Never Be Good Enough

I'm sick of all of the secrets & I'm tired of all of the lies
I'm tired of all of them stupid boys - making me feel all this sickness inside
I'm done with all of the negativity - I'm done with all of the fakes
I'm over all of their fantasy-worlds - and I'm over all of the snakes
I'm going to singlehandedly kill this one if he continues the abuse
However; I can replace it - so I don't care at all that I'm being used
I'm slowly preparing myself to finally get out & ghost
From the person that was supposed to take care of me the most
Today it's been seven whole nefarious frightening years
But I'm just drowning deeper & deeper in these quicksand tears
He's watching but he won't throw me a life boat
He has on three layers of dry clothes on, but can plainly see that I'm soaked
Layer upon layer all these years like an onion I peeled him back
But every single time I'm out of line for a lady, or speak my mind - I get attacked
Every time I disagree with him I get in trouble so much more
But if he's here he'll kill me - if I begin to run for that door
So I chill & strategize 'cause I've had to do this before
Last time I was stuck in an alcoholic's domestic violence lore
Why do I seem to magnetize to boys with broken & cut wings?
These same stupid boys have offered even worse girls before me wedding rings
It's gonna keep on happening to me 'til I f--king learn
That my heart, love, respect, faithfulness, & loyalty most men don't deserve
I'm way too good of a lady to watch them stomp in my name
But silly boys will never stop abusing me, 'cause of their exes before me to blame
I'm too damn golden to let another boy ever tarnish my vision
So the best answer to this equation is simple division
If I succeed to reclaim myself & my peace
Maybe watching me happily will shift their belief
Maybe when I finally walk away they'll all come to see
Because they never chose to rise to my level - they'll never be good enough for me
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member The Symbiont Us

Opposing energies magnetize their clustered convictions,
Lastly, amassed intentions remain beyond comprehension,
Presently, polarized detachments collapse in their face-off,
Ulterior effectiveness spotlights their futile parties,
Action demands prompt communication, and trust begins to rise,
Credence anchors individual aspirations to form,
Insights gaining momentum furtherance sparks enthusiasm,
Welcoming yielded principles, sanctions relevant accord,
Restrict naught one's conclusions with a particular outlook,
Narrow points exert pressure amongst willing participants,
Obstructs equitable compromise, shadowing a stalemate,
Broadening perspectives enables means for negotiation,
Opportunities will modify one's beholden opinions,
At all times, vast or modest, voice concerns without skepticism,
Participation amidst others will rally the reserved,
Cooperation inaugurated embraced invitations,
Unswervingly, uniting the collective wholeheartedly,
In hindsight, repetitious history craves inferred foresight:
Matured apple-eaters, ripened-keepers of the lesser kingdoms,
Furthermore, equanimity amidst all that encompasses,
And to that end, understanding, we are resolved, henceforward,
Our prospective generations, producing the greatest 
Godsend as Earth’s human symbionts ... what I (really) want.

Exploring the Sky

By clasping the lightning string
I reach the sky
Wondrous view there, I spy 

Sitting on the fluffy clouds
I roam everywhere
Outspread clouds, my magic chairs

Crafting shapes out of clouds
I drive a dinosaur,
Sometimes rabbits, lion and omnivores 

Goading the animals
I explore the sky's grandeur
And search for the heaven's door

Seeing a big dark black figure
I shout aloud 
He does magnetize all the fluffy clouds

No shades of blue, all black now
I sit on top there
Wondering, is everything fair? 

Suddenly the thunderstorms drum
I cascade down
As a raindrop and reaches a town

On seizing me
A child in the town, grins cheerfully
And the entire town, receive me gladly

Glimpsing above
On seeing the dark black figure, they bow
Gratitude for having his darshan, they show

Not all angels wear white dress
Plenty of them are  in disguise
I perceived!!! 

September 18 2021 

*Darshan : an opportunity to see or an occasion of seeing a holy person or the image of a deity.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Red Rose Rules - Anacreontic Verse

RED ROSE RULES
~anacreontic verse~


Guard by blue skies
on green meadows
the lover's roll,
a dash of love
cause cheeks to blush
a classic style,
a charming act
from nature's art--
to tease her mind,
to please her heart.
Her smile so bright,
he want this right:
the scents so pure
among all blooms
his red rose rules
freed from fear
shy lips reveal
thoughts long hidden
from her muse.
Eyes wide open
hands to her face
casting same spell,
orbs magnetize
on feelings so bliss.
They don't want to miss,
they start to kiss
only the breeze,
the birds, the trees
witness this tryst.
_____________________________
8:14 pm; January 06, 2015
Form: Lyric

Shadow, Sail

O my shadow, sail away.
Be thou far from me.
Morning deadly, thou art grey.
Poison, hear my plea.

Torn apart, O tones of time?
Nerves inside us, roil.
Countenance of bitter crime!
Belladonna, boil!

River, in thy deepest cave.
Giant, see thy grave.
Sidewalk cracked and needing pave.
Savior, time to save.

Armies of forgotten gone!
Tend thy fiercest rage!
Blackout, blossom! O my swan!
Broken, O my cage!

Automaton, mad machine!
Envy turned them green!
Roundabout run red! I deen?
Just what have I seen?

Moon above, thy fullest.
Lunatic, thy fringe.
Fill the brazen bull? Best!
Murder, on the binge!

Great queens, from thy black abyss!
Give the end a kiss!
Such a night! What lurked in this?
Serpent, time to hiss!

Hope, accrue? What do we do?
Magnetize the flue!
Stick together just like glue!
Make the whole world new...
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member All Alone in a Lonelyland

I woke up in this place 
Where everyone was not so 
Different from me yet different none-the-less 
But it didn’t seem to matter much 
It’s not like I’m living the “dream” 
And everyone else 
With their upside-down smiles 
Seems so lonely to me 

The mind is a terrible thing to waste 
So, stop wasting it ... 
Go ahead, be proud of your works, paste up poems 
All over the walls like posters 
Magnetize them on the Fridge door 
Copy them and hand them out like flyers 
Put them under windshield wiper blades at the Sooper Market 
Post them on www.poetrysoup.com (it's free!)
And last but not least, go ahead and
Hang them from your neighbors' mailboxes 
I promise, 
The mail carrier won’t mind.

Premium Member 'carol'

Your voice all quiet now
Your laughter never to be heard again
And yet it still echoes in my head..

Your smile still plays in my mind’s eye
Feathery kisses blown from above
Floating around brushing against my face

The sadness sometimes overwhelming
When the wind blows and the flowers dance
Their multihued colors magnetize even the butterflies
Just like you always use to do…
   
I can’t help but smile, 
remembering your love for them.

When I look at your daughter,
She reminds me about you
Even though you left too soon,
you taught her well...
At the age of thirty five,
The battle were no longer yours to fight…


Contest : Reflection
By : Wilma Neels 
7th Place
Form: Elegy

Premium Member Lamented Streets

Lamented Streets
David J Walker

I bring the village and 
The villagers follow 

Each a part of the past of 
a distorted dream

the energies of the city
magnetize everything 
in its path  

what I miss is the quiet 
of a former reality 

the colors clearly defined 
the air unsoured and aroused

the waters translucent and pure 
a wind with real meaning 

a moon clearly seen from a Mesa 
the sweet smell of a mesquite fire
by the lake 

I bring the villagers who are inarticulate 
In the urban foreign vernaculars of

The vulgar streets of daily disasters 
Where every song sung is a lament 

For sad listeners longing for an 
Escape to simple settings

Premium Member My Life Has Come Apart

My life is torn

Who is this guy? Who is he? Typing on a laptop
Just typing, and he doesn’t know the reality of love

Hmm. Just reflect, reflect on its life, the deadline
Never will be a headline, messenger of the deathline

Can’t find or organize life. His life, his bad life
But he wants. Hmm, just hope for love. It is dark

My life is dark. But I live in a cold and sharp light
Killer. But sweet. Magnetize my life. The next life

Yeah. Will be a demon. A killer monochrome life
Amazing English-blue rainy cloudy sky. My style

My life is torn. Error. I needed her as a mentor
English, this woman. Amazing. A top linguist

I never touched her. Never. Her view of an emotion
Eternal impression. Hmm. Forgotten unforgettable

Platonic this love. She made me for a poet. Teacher
Thank you, my love. Thank you, my new life. Yours

Oh, dear. All my words, lines are yours. Yours. Yours
Oh, dear, thank you for my life. But it is painful. Without

Without your protection. But live. My life is gone on yours
Hmm. Hah. Hmm. Empty your memory. Please, take love

Forgive me. Oh, dear, all my words and sentences are yours
Loved, loved. Loved you. Your drunky Vilmos. – Love gone

I waited for you. I needed you. I wish you. A love of you
I. A love. Of. You. Love of you. A love for you. Hmm. Hmm

I don’t go. Don’t. Don’t. But, but. Stay, stay. My love, my love
Stop. Stop. My love. Yours. It is gone. Gone, gone, and gone

I need a new one. A new. And a real. An honest. The honest. Love
I can’t forget. You remember. Just drop, drop. This guy. Trample this life

It is mine. It was yours. Gift. Of life
Goodbye. Goodbye. And, goodbye

Your love is a sickness
Your personality is perfect

My life
My life

Were
Were

Was
Was

Deleted
Deleted

Hmm
Hmm

Life
Life

Mine
Mine

Of you
A knife

But
But

Living
Living

The new
Desire

Oh, dear
Oh, bye

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