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I AM EVER - WRONG
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COPYRIGHT-POETESS-MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE,MOM
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i am ever wrong............
i sing my life's song...
in front of the dead body........
i am ever wrong.........
i want to see ..........
the sun...........
at mid night...........
i am ever wrong......
i want to see the north star............
at mid noon............
i am ever wrong..........
i want to see the full moon.....
at the new moon.....at night.........
i am ever wrong..........
i want to hear....
the laugh of the happiness..........
just after new born baby's mouth-toothless.........
not the crying..............
i am ever wrong.......
i trying and trying .......
to stop the death...
.......... of the living body........
i am ever wrong............
i like to listen.......
the recitations .....
of the dumb's mouth.................
i am ever wrong.....
i chant in front of the deaf.........
i am ever wrong.....
i show the mirror .......
.....in front of the blind..........
under the rays-shined……………
i am ever wrong.....
i pray..........
....to the nature,.........’’ hey ! ……..
kindly ! end , the tears of the humans ‘’.........
i am ever wrong.......
so i find and find.........
……by my foolish-mind………
.......the love in the endless universe...........
I am ever wrong……….
why ? because , I reach to the destiny ……..
of the successes-ways……….
I am ever wrong…….
yes………I want to change the rhythms of the heart……..
which is in my rib cage……..
I am ever wrong…..
I again and again…….
try to control my eyes……
please ! don’t close…….not shut……
be the ever open…..
at living body………
do not blink……at awaken times………
when I arise…….
and also do not close at sleeping times………
I am ever wrong………..
though I know I will meet with my death……….
and forever will stop my movements……..
yet I continue …… my breathings ,…….
…… always…….
……..un-necessarily………
………..freely………………..
I am ever wrong…………
to hold my age forever at stage of young………..
I am ever wrong……
I take birth ……..
……..again and again….
on this painful-earth…….
I am ever wrong…..
I waste my times for dreaming………
and request to the time ,……..
‘’ don’t go ahead ! ‘’………………………….
COPYRIGHT-POETESS MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE,MOM
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MY MADNESS
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I run behind of a fox at the evening in the forest , alone…………..
then it enters in it’s shelter…………..
I can not see it then…………………
I stop then…………..
stand near of it’s shelter……………
and I shout then,like it’s tone……..
yes,it’s tone is my wellknown…………
hook – ka – hooya……………hook-ka-hooya…………hook-ka-hooya………..
after some tones, I stop , then………….
and watch the evening star………….
later , also the north star………………..
then run , alone,again……………
why , I do not know it , why,why,why?………………….
I watch then………….
some owls and bats fly and fly……………..
above of my head……………
then the moon is also on the above sky…………..
it gifts it’s free-light on my open-head……………….
then I say to all,’hi ! good evening !’……………
but they do not say me,’good evening’……….
why ? then I think and think……….
then all stars blink and blink………………
and I come back in my own shelter…………..
when return,then my mom says,……..
‘ I watch you, that, for somedays ,……………….
you are moving , at night ?
do you know the time ? now, it is p.m. 8 ................
why are you so late ?.................
now stand up on one leg ,yes, must on the right ,……………….
and hold own both ears by own both hands,………………….
on the open yard……………..
on the green-grassy- land ‘ …………………
then I stand up and enjoy the nice moon- rays…………
behind of me there stands our night-guard…………….
he nothing says ; ……………………
but inside of my shelter ,………
claps and claps , my little brother,then…………
after 15 minutes,my mom says,……
‘come inside,now,and wash own legs and hands’…………………….
I enter inside then………….
and hold my brother’s both ears by my own both hands…………..
and laugh very loudly……..
then he shouts too-loudly…………….
then my mom says loudly,……………………
’wash,your face,legs and hands , …………
go to wash room,quickly , now,go’………….
at this moment , her mobile rings………
krings…..krings…..krings……………..
and she says,’hello ! ‘ ……………….
yes, then I do not go to the wash room and again,………
I hold my brother’s ears……………
and come down his tears…………….
like the rain , ………………….
and then ………..
I laugh loudly………………
very proudly…………………
but mom can not say anything , then…………….
yes,she talks then……………………….
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[verse]
Our friendship has always been my North Star
The guide to everything out there
And when we lost touch
I lost my compass
I sealed the wound with fire,
And trudged on with desire
Trying to recreate what we had,
The effortless close bond, over time becoming sad
People did not meet me half way
They did not grasp the world the same way
And so a small boat adrift I was
Alone bereft for me!
And that became my norm
And a new me for a time was born
I did not want to be close
Relationships made me morose
[chorus]
Pleasure was all I sought
To dampen grief and doubt
And that way I existed
For a long time just sort of delisted
Artimus born
Few wants, no needs
Completely free and no nervous energy
It’s calm to withdraw
To view life as a brawl that you no longer engage
[verse]
And then I hit tastes of want,
And it became need
And I tried again,
And did not succeed
So I settled and I slept
Most of me to myself I kept
And then once again you were here,
And well with joy I could interact without fear
And so I started again to create
And life is not over, it’s not to late
And here we are...
here we are...
we are...
[chorus]
Pleasure was all I sought
To dampen grief and doubt
And that way I existed
For a long time just sort of delisted
Artimus born!
Few wants, few want...
Completely free and no nervous energy
It’s calm to withdraw
To view life as a brawl that you no longer engage
[verse]
And then I hit tastes of want
And it became need
And I tried again
And did not succeed
So I settled and I slept
Most of me to myself I kept
And then once again you were here
And well with joy I could interact without fear
And so I started again to create
And life is not over, it’s not to late
[verse]
And then I hit tastes of want
And it became need
And I tried again
And did not succeed
So I settled and I slept,
Most of me to myself I kept
And then once again you were here,
And well with joy I could interact without fear
And so I started again to create,
And life is not over, it’s not to late
And here we are!
And here we are
here we are,
we are!!
Mary when did your joy come most
For your child within not conceived of man
In your womb for nine months to be formed
The world was out to destroy this child
But God blinded there eyes and led you
To a place where this child to be born in a manger
Oh I have witnessed these labor pains
But the joy you must have felt when
You cradled Him in your arms
The north star shined brightly above Him
That we may always see He came from above
The three wise men were lead to you
Bringing gold, incense and myrth
Giving a true meaning so many miss
Gold is the knowledge and wisdom of God
The treasure of the mystery and truth
Incense was to give one there was a new sense
To awaken the five that we have not smelled
touch, seen ,taste are heard before.
The myrth to bring the anointing oil
That one was coming to prepare the dead
To allow one to see they are walking in death
But through this child was coming a new breath
They came from the east, west and south to give thanks to the newborn child from the north.
You witnessed your child teach this wisdom
And knowledge that He did not receive from man
He done many wonders and showed
The power of God in love to heal many
This must have left many wondering
Why this man from God do so many hate
For they relied on human wisdom and praise
Mary the pain you must have felt when
They lifted up this child on the cross
This goes to another level than labor pain
Everyone should have seen this was wrong
But God blinded there eyes to fulfill prophecy
He was then placed in this worlds tomb
For He would remain for three days
Mary did you have enough time to mourn
For on that third day when this Child
Came unto the world in a new body
Mary you must have been overflowing
With peace , joy, comfort and love.
For now your child from God
Is to be born unto all Children of God
Revealing we are dead man walking
He shall breathe life and spirit within
To place in good soil
That shall overcome the weeds
and thorns of life that try to hold one to this world
That God might reign within
To burn away the darkness
And place death under our feet
They had the same routine every night before he went to bed…his dad would read him a book, tuck him in…then this is what he said:
“May this be the best night you’ve ever had my son of any night so far…may your dreams be filled with wonder as you play among the stars.”
One morning he awoke with a smile on his face…remembering the dream he had…and he quickly ran to the breakfast table so he could tell his dad.
“Dad! Dad! It finally happened!” he yelled…”I dreamt I played among the stars…
in all my dreams this was the best dream I’ve ever had…by far.
In fact I flew right by Venus and Jupiter…stopping on Mars instead…
and when I told her I thought she was beautiful…boy did she turn red.
Then I sat for a little while and dangled my feet off of the crescent moon…
listening to the constellation Lyra as she played a pretty tune.
As I sat there on the moon I began to feel hotter and hotter and hotter
so I picked up the big dipper and asked Aquarius for some water.
I played fetch with Canis Major and Minor…oh how good it felt…
until Orion told me if I didn’t stop…he’d be taking off his belt.
I spent some time with the North Star…of all the stars he’s the politest
and I talked a lot with Sirius..because he is, of course…the brightest.
I even rode a shooting star and you might find this hard to understand
but when I woke up in my bed this morning…I found this stardust in my hand.
His father smiled at his son’s excitement…then said, son, come with me
there’s something I’ve been holding onto I think it’s time for you see.
He opened up a drawer in his bedroom saying. “I too have flown among the stars…
then reaching into the drawer…he pulled out an old and weathered jar.
In here is stardust I’ve saved all these years…as hard to believe as it may seem
but when I was your age…years ago…I had a similar dream.
I suggest you keep your stardust with you always…he said handing his son a jar..
to be shared with your children…the morning after…they play among the stars.
I see you with my heart
And I feel you with my eyes
Yet my heart still has emotions that’s why it cries
The heart with its own vision sees right through you
So it knows when the love that is there isn’t true
The eyes feel when water is about to drip down the face
But quickly we highlight those emotions and click erase
I see you looking at me from afar
Yet the heart says they are not the North Star
Listening to what the heart says I turn away
Because I am being guided by that one emotion each day
Look deep inside thyself to see what you feel
Once seen the path you will no longer be called a 3rd wheel
I feel you looking at me from afar
Even if you’re speeding down a highway in the presidential car
The stakes are high for this one yet I look right past you
It’s not by the sight itself but the feelings that run thru
The vision of a human eye can either get blurry or clear
But even through the midst of the fog we should be able to steer
Let the mind wonder as it does day to day
Because in the act of relationships it has no role to play
Tricking and scheming the mind will do
Next thing you know your relationship will be through
The eyes and the heart is the only thing that can be of trust
Because they will tell us the difference between love and lust
Why people continue to listen to the outside voices
Is something I do not understand
Because you’re holding all the cards in your hand
Letting them tell you what a partner is doing and believing them
Your letting them pick the cards in which you hold
If thou continue to listen your relationship will fold
Ignore the voices and approach them yourself and be bold
Thy heart has 20/20 vision
Whether you want to use perfect sight is your decision
Thy eyes feel all
No matter how big or how small
The mind wants you to take a bite out of the apple that eve took from the tree
But ignore thy mind and use what is given to you and free
Because in the end your heart and eyes together will agree
© Jeremy Fennell
Let My People Go
Ain’t I a woman?
Ain’t I a girl?
Ain’t I one to bleed in underwear?
Ain’t I one to wear brazier
And raise them high into the air?
Ain’t I one to carry life
And push it out into the world?
Ain’t I worth more than the work of my hands
And the color of my skin?
Ain’t I more than a thing , tossed and flung
To whichever distance?
Ain’t I one to refuse the advance of a gentleman?
Sleeping in the kitchen floor
Scraping scraps under the belly of a boar
Ain’t I a child ,now
Crying for momma
To sweep my tears off the ground?
Sold off to different masters
They broke the bond
That God put in place
They erased my name
And replaced it with slave
Or “girl” no matter my age
I done hear sayings
Moses and the North Star
Crossing the river
Going underground
Leading slaves
To freedom, now
Leave master’s house
He’ll whip my behind
Or leave me dead on the ground
Owned colored folk
Own no materials
No property
No books
A sense of humor
Singing old ***** spirituals
Keep them afloat
A slow, steady pressure
Hammered into their heads
And down their throats
You must work ‘till you’re dead
“Yes master “
Don’t you dare talk back
Branded with iron
Oh, how it burns
Like cotton , sugar cane, tobacco, a commodity of sorts
Cheap labor for capital
Some occupy
The wondrous innocence of a child
The laughs
The smiles
Skim the cream
Churn butter
Was his job
The conductor sings and rouse the enslaved, the enchained
God has spoken
Through , lightening, thunder , and rain
The skies open
And reach out to the weary of souls
My Lord calls me
The sweet chariot coming for to carry me home
I ain’t got long to stay here
Tell old pharaoh
Let my people go...
You can hinder me here ,
But you can’t up there...
He sits in heaven and answers prayers
For the old man is a-waiting for to carry you to freedom
If you follow the drinking Gourd
Marckincia Jean
Free verse
09/22/19
COME HOME TO ME
Beyond that mountain
Echo strides
Foodsteps faultless led by stars
Eager to assume our life
Master players in the game-- love wars--
Weaving, jumping by your lanky side
Snapping, urging on to play the rush
Is your dauntless canine friend
Eager for his own heart’s crush
That curls her lazy tail ‘round cradle’s bend
'Ere dawn near blaze
Dreams’s Drowsy time--
Reluctantly I free your hand
Slowly wake-- to mewling nudge-- our newborn babe
whose nuzzle blushes memories to my breast
Gathering wood--
Building fires—
Round the hearth
Some Women wait--
Some Women roam--
While weaving safety nets for
Children in a nest of home.
Hands upon a thousand tasks
While Heart upon a certain man---
Hand upon whatever chore
Knowing that the man beloved
Is whistling closer
Step by step
Beyond that Mountain
Dog a leaping, joy abounds--
Manly strides --familiar tunes--
As the North Star
Counts the joy of homeward steps.
apologies to Robert W. Service
There’s a tale that is told
In the night Yukon cold
Of the shooting of Dan Mc Grew
The truth as it’s known
Is a legend that’s grown
And the truth is known by very few
It’s twenty years on
The Malamutes gone
There’s nobody left from that night
But there’s talk of some gold
That sometimes is told
Of what happened just after the fight
There is word of a bar
“The New Yukon Star”
And a fellow down there who can play
The place it is grand
The best in the land
And it’s found down by Old Frisco Bay
Now, remember the poke
Of McGrew’s the tale spoke
And what happened when Dan was now dead
From his neck it was freed
And the poke held the deed
To Dangerous Dan’s claim it was said
When the Northern lights glow
Bringing life to the snow
They say that old Dan walks again
But twenty years past
Dan took that breath, yes, his last
And left the world of mortal men
Now, the saloon down in Frisco
With a barkeep named Cisco
Had a picture of Dan on the wall
They say that his ghost
Makes it smile when you toast
Dan McGrew when it is last call
A traveller came
And remembered Dan’s name
One night as he sat with his drink
The piano was loud
And he saw through the crowd
A face, which made the man think
He once was a cop
And on occasion did stop
At the bar when Dan McGrew died
He looked at the face
But wasn’t sure of the place
That he knew it, but damn boys he tried
There’s a place saved in hell
For those under the spell
Of those who cheated out old Dan McGrew
In the stories it’s told
how his poke with his gold
Was stolen by someone he knew
Think of the name
Of the one living with shame
From Dan’s last night beneath the north star
Just who could build
A place always filled
A hotel and a popular bar
There on the stair
With long silvery hair
Through cigar smoke that made the air blue
Was the girl who once danced
And had Dan entranced
The girl known only as Lou