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~DAMAGED~
TAUNTING OF YOUR SADIST WHISPERS, ECHO IN MY HEAD
CONSTANTLY REMINDING ME, OF YOUR DESECRATION INFUSED
MY SELF~ESTEEM RENDERED UNTO ME, IN RATIONS FOR OBEDIENCE
NUMBLY, I ENVISIONED A CHANGE...THAT WOULD NEVER COME
WHELPS 'PON MY SOUL, DEEPER THAN THOSE MY SKIN
YOUR MANIACAL BARRAGES, VIRTIGUOUSLY PERVADE MY SLUMBER
FOR WANT OF MY TEARS, YOU...CAUSED MY RETREAT OF LIFE'S LIVING
THOUGH I STILL TRY TO CLEAVE, FOR WANT OF AN ENDING MORE ELATIVE
FOR ALL TREASURE OF TH' EARTH, I WOULD NOT SUFFER YE 'GAIN
I USED TO BELIEVE TH' PAST, WOULD NOT DETERMINE MY TOMORROWS
BUT JADED I'VE BECOME, MY TRUST NOW OPPRESSED IN CONTEMPT
FOR THAT WHICH DIDN'T KILL ME, YOU...MADE ME HUNGER
BELITTLED N' BROKEN, I NOW STAND ALONE...
MY EMPATHY FOR YOUR NEXT PREY, I OFFER AS SACRIFICE FOR YOUR DEMISE
WHEN YOU FIND YOURSELF, AMONGST TH' DEMONS OF YOUR IMPIETY...
FOR AS LONG AS I'M ALLOWED, I WILL SMILE INTO YOUR EYES...
...DAMAGED
©~AZAZA~'09
I at times in moment of quiet reflection consider it unfortunate the scars so deeply carved across my heart and soul which take on no outward appearance, for though wounded there is no evidence to the world of these pains which have been suffered. Pains of loss, born through the awakening from flowered dreams of innocence and lies of eternal bliss.
The question drifts through my searching mind as lone cloud in an otherwise empty sky:
“Is it best this scar be concealed under the vail of summer cap or perhaps winter cloak ....?”
Though the damage real and infirmity limiting there is no outward sign to others this suffering which is mine. No walk of altered gait, no deformity, no call of recognition which might bring moment of understanding and therefore mercy from those who would see it in their passing.
But the scars of a broken heart do not call out making themselves apparent..... and the world takes no heed of that which cannot be seen through blind eyes.
Can't Let Go
Can't let go of the feeling....being lost without a cause just cause....
I have no Clause....no calls to being some one's....(belonging to no one)....
not just anyone's....but that some one who would always want me for me...
not who I could be...I can't let go of...
short passages with no aim in this poetry stained game...I stay a slave to...
making my pen engrave the words quicker then my mind thinks....
filling the paper with empty but thoughtful passages links...to a piece of my heart
yet another wasted unpublished word art...
I part with no dashes...write about lost and found love....
yup staying a slave to this felling I can't let go of....
Fighting with such a discretion when my mind thinks...
Visioning alphabetical words when my eyes blinks...
Jotting down so many sentences my hand stinks...
being a slave to this poetry stained game links
to a piece of my heart yet another wasted unpublished word art....
By:Peter T. DeSpirito
My eyes are open,
My long sleep is over,
I know whose side I stand by.
I see where my loyalty lies,
My voice will not falter,
As I take a stand.
I know there is a price to pay,
That some I may have to leave behind,
Going ahead instead with those I may not like,
Who have been chosen by a higher authority.
Another walks in front to pave the way,
To a place I know not,
How long the journey will take,
Or how many wrong turns I will take, I know not.
Yet my eyes are open,
My heart is committed,
To the part I must play,
And the pain I have yet to suffer.
To be confused is human,
Yet to turn away from the light,
For fear of temporary blindness,
May only serve to make it a permanent state.
THEN AND THEN
On first romantic date,
At river-side I met
alone with my soulmate,
when Sun was about to set
And then?
The Sky displayed twilight,
dispersing hues, faint, bright.
Breeze touched us in delight.
Evening tried to merge night.
And then?
We leaned on tree at strand,
Both of us hand in hand.
In silence, we had to stand.
Chirping birds sent errand.
And then?
Charming crescent Moon rose.
He glanced, smiled, came close,
offered a posy of rose.
I took and stood on toes.
And then?
Amazing ambient.
Time paused for a moment.
Posy of rose sent scent.
He took me in arms and bent.
And then?
My desires were fulfilled
With arrow of cupid I was killed.
He kissed me, I was thrilled.
Passionate love was sealed.
04/23/17
'Choose Tour Topic' Contest by Russell Sivey
Topic A. : Love and Romance
powerful and thought-provoking
Free will we so chosen
You're exploring the contrast between lies and truth, highlighting the destructive nature of deception and the liberating power of honesty. Lies are portrayed as a hindrance to joy, love, and understanding, while truth brings peace, freedom, and empowerment.
Clothed in lies, naked in Truth
The imagery of stripping away the "clothes of lies"
allure "naked in truth" is particularly striking
emphasizing the importance of authenticity
And vulnerability by shedding the layers of deception,
We can embrace our true selves and live with integrity
inspire others so to seek truth and embrace its transformative power!
Cover me naked O' Father with your truth
In truth, we find the courage to be
Over and done with lies
There's peace in lies
Truth promotes joy and love
Don't have to ask the question or wonder why nor
Do I have to be hypnotize
Lies are hidden truth turned around it's absolutely hardship
A lie is a covering spinned, shaped a covering to hide ...the truth
Shall strip ourself from the close of Lies instead we shall stand naked in TRUTH
Our authentic selves, wild and carefree
No longer hiding, no longer ashamed
Embracing our story, with hearts unclaimed
Let us strip away the masks we wear
And stand naked in the truth we share
For in its embrace, we find our strength
And the freedom to live, without pretense or length."
In this, the death-prone winter of our discontent,
the world lay languishing from mitotic chaos
and malignant uncertainty---spreading a pandemic
cancer of destruction over the body of our moral humanity.
Infected rebirth cells of ancient crusade history
scatter world wide---blown like dry leaves
in chilling winds of cold war seasons.
Here, in the frozen season of time, Armageddon
stalks democracy in the chilled midnight hour;
while in the twilight of the eve of destruction,
world watchers waddle the time away: constructively
engaged in spotlight moments of warming scenes.
With a bloody but unbowed head, let not our world wallow wearily
in the mirage of winter’s defeat; nor allow her frigid blast
to shatter the bruised reed of hope or out the burning wick of love.
Let us stare adversity in the eye, rekindling the spirit of unity;
let us refashion the crumbled, rejected stones of our moral society;
we building a new and better world where we hold it to be self evident:
peace---perfect peace, is the dominant ethos of our recaptured humanity.
Stretch your hands across the sea and see how far your heart can reach, take out the ancient scroll and read the oracle of old that is more than a hundred years old. Follow me through the moment in time and resurrect the creatures of the divine, absorb what they say and open your heart to experience a brand-new day. The sea is yours and the creatures are lagging around the shores for the truth is yet to be told.
Brave men of our modern world, travel through space searching for another race and looking for water in space where they can meet for the next date. I don’t know how that could be, for all the creature on earth resides in the sea.
Maybe there are species that you have never seen that washed up from time to time at the edge of the sea and you search diligently to find one specimen that could tell you that there is something in the sea that belongs to thee. And when you find it, you go out on a global expedition to bring it to life so the whole world can celebrate a brand-new life.
Creatures of sea lives in the depth of the sea, creatures of the sea make their home on the ocean floor and the souls of brave men and women that made it home, resides in the belly of the sea waiting for a ship to lead them back home, but others are content where they are for that is where they ought to be.
The secret of the world is embodied in the sea, but you spent billion exploring space when everything that you search for is tied up in the ocean current and handled carefully with great devotion.
You build your home in a place that has no gravity and you cannot tie your shoelace there, for everything up there must come down here. Shipwreck and lost plane at sea will one day come back to haunt thee and if the Bermuda triangle did indeed exist, that too will reveal the pessimist.
Creatures of the sea are large; they are spreading their wings abroad. There are mysteries in the sea that you cannot see; you have to go deeper to connect with thee. There are secrets of the ocean that must be unfolded, and it cannot be done unless you connect with the lost soul that are trapped in the sea and help them to emerge from their secret place and introduce them to the human race.
Creatures of the sea are wrapped in time with you and me lets go on this special journey to find the lonely creatures living far out in the sea.
Beauteous! hues so prominent
These eyes see blues of blue
Dawn broke! Thus then the radiant sun
Heavenly skies I see predominant rays
String colors on my face so evident
Shimmering gold , that rising star
Nourishing my mind in the skies I find
Those periwinkle blues - I trace
Hence - Beauty yes I meditate
Those rays embedded in my days
I wake each born new day to unwind
Elegance I see surrounding me
I walk the paths standing on the rock
Looking at my radiant sunshine with the hues
And I pray to God while I oppose the blues
The ground I stand on nourished by thee
Nurturing my soul - I start my day
I speak! I tell my prayers I believe
I am enlightened with the skies I perceive
Blessed by my heavenly father he listens
And with the prominence of the sunrise
It dawned onto me
That while I walk the gardens everyday
God is holding me and giving me strength
Hence! God's beauty that he created
With the rays stunning and with length
I know my true friend to live my life
Loving God with me today and each tomorrow
Cherishing every morn! smile with the sun
I am encouraged by his beloved presence
Bewildered I am truly hypnotized , hence
I look in awe! At such a beauteous sky
And I appreciate the true beauty of God
A glimpse in my eye
With those heavenly skies - I am telling you why!
He listens - I pray each born new day
That those elegant sunrises capture my soul
Walking in Gods dreams ! I am shining
My seeds of faith - I bond I am whole
Smoking
I'm making clouds by smoke
What was the past I remember
Like ashes
Daily my bums sit on to my chair for the answer did you ever cry on our memories
I don't because I don't want
To look for the tears
Tune change
Ek hie dafa mai Muskurahat Mai chin beytha wow kuda
Kaya zalim hai wow ya zamana kimat lagti hogi uskey darbar Mai badal tho bantey hai har saans kaya paya tujsey jo routa hai shayad tu bhool gaya wow raat jaab aaya tha tere darbar.
Tune change
Yaam Yaam varah dao din be-joot aati maut mum dhulhan
Payar meri jaan
Tune change
(yav), Sh- sna lakirt yetra traja
Aa-s morey khaf sar oog hoey.
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri