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Sometimes I think sleeping
is entirely overrated,
especially when thoughts come creeping
into me unabated.
From whence they arrive
I'm often surprised and void of explanation,
other than the atmosphere
and strange affiliation.
With whom these letters think I am
some sympathetic host,
as if I'm nothing but their bloody ride
to take them coast to coast.
How dare they arrive inside of me
with no invite from my brain,
they just jump in from where and when
another dimension, place, or plane.
(And yes, I know it sounds insane)
I know it sounds ridiculous
as if I'm crazy as a loon,
but I swear sometimes I think these lines
comes straight down from the moon.
So go ahead, call me a “lunar-tic”
Or don’t hesitate to call me weird,
but letters and words fall free from the sky
landing right between my ears.
The lord of the earth, the ruler of the world
You were once adored by Heaven and all
Most gracious Lucifer, the pride of the Almighty
Now lower than the basest of trash without pity
I wonder why you did it. I wish I could talk to you
I wish I could hear from your point of view
The version no one sees or hears.
I wish I could tell your story to who cares,
The hypocritical world, which has become a vestibule,
Will mock and say I ask the impossible
Curiosity drives me like a herd of cattle.
And I dance around like a snake’s rattle
Knowing as the Devil you were once an angel
Makes me know trust is overrated like a diamond bell
I do not judge you. That isn’t my job
The truth will be unwrapped someday like a cob
I do appreciate that you dared to be different
Though it made your membership card to be rent
Judgment for us is around the corner like homecoming
I extol not Satan, but the Son of the Morning
To all those who don’t think what’s happening In this country is evil or bizarre…
A reminder of the duties to our children…PLEASE…remember who you are…
We have a duty to all the children of the world from the moment of their birth…
A duty to make them feel safe and happy while they walk upon this Earth.
A duty to teach them right from wrong…how to respect the land, the plants, the birds
A duty to show them our actions will always be more important than our words.
A duty to show them kindness and love…to help them grow, mature and cope.
A duty to teach them about friendship, honor, justice and to fill their world with hope.
A duty to show them things that need to be changed…and things they must accept.
A duty to show them all life is precious…and that promises need to be kept.
A duty to help them handle their mistakes and failures…
to show them good manners are never outdated…
A duty to show them that tenderness, love and charity can never be overrated.
A duty to allow their imaginations to soar…
to show them it is courageous to say when they’re wrong.
A duty to teach them compassion, caring and compromise
are ways of showing they are strong.
Our final duty is to teach them every human being is important
and deserves respect…no matter their sex, gender, color or race.
And when we choose to fulfill these duties
the world is a more peaceful and beautiful place.
Perhaps the best reason to fulfill our duties to the children of the world
from the moment of their birth…
Is so they’ll be ready when they grow up to fulfill these duties
for the next generation of children
as they walk upon this Earth.
Wisdom Download
Like a computer downloads memory
Like a story gets passed on
I’m downloading my wisdom
To the ones who are still young.
If I want to be remembered
As someone that you knew
I’ll have to share all that I know
A gift from me to you.
Here are some things that I’ve learned,
Through heartbreak and through strife
Words can pierce the strongest heart
More effective than a knife.
Words that are left unspoken
Can protect or they can bruise,
But a heart that’s worn upon your sleeve
Is easy to abuse.
Some may want to hurt you
They feed off your tears
If living is the best revenge
I’ll stay alive for years.
Don’t be afraid of the darkness
Don’t be afraid of pain
The ones who try to hurt us
Will be trying but in vain
Life is meant for living
It’s shorter than you think
It won’t be long till you’ll be with me
Standing on the brink.
Cheerful is overrated
It’s watery and fake
Live your life to be joyful
Till you are in the ocean’s wake.
I’m downloading my wisdom
Passing from me to you,
So take this knowledge, learn some more
And then pass that on too.
Ego
If I could buy a compliment
One for each awkward day
No matter what the price would be
I’d buy them anyway
Not to inflate my ego
Also not to feed my pride
There’s something I can’t overcome
Believe me, I have tried
You think that I am self-assured
My confidence is showing
Well if that’s the way I am perceived
I can’t blame you for not knowing
You don’t know of my inner fears
The doubt and indecision
I understand it’s not your fault
I did not give permission
I wanted everyone’s respect
That was something I held dear
But now I see that what they have
Is actually more like fear
And that is not a compliment
For it keeps me isolated
I see no benefit in this
I’m much too overrated
So now my desperation shows
But Pride will not make way
For Humility to take its place
It refuses to obey
As I quietly suffer with elegant poise
My heart is sad and hollow
Common sense is pleading for the lead
But I don’t know how to follow.
Wendy Nipas
As my lovers screams my heart always shatter.
Eye's turned red holding back crystal's of a spatter.
As she is willing to never listen to reason.
Always defensive thinking of a treason.
As the full moon rise then the gravity pulls.
Crashing waves of high tide the hatefulness unfolds.
The Illumination of the moonlight sparks do shine.
As lovers greed we eventually start grinding.
Like the magic cougar when I stalk my pray.
Soon there will be nothing for me to love away.
Confusion in my head always needing to be free.
The only way out is my personal poetry.
Sex and fantasy has always been overrated.
When fantasy comes it is always has been forsaken.
Hey world,
Living through the warfare unapologetically, fearless, and courageous
To never claim defeat during tough scenarios, situations, or circumstance
It was same trickery working through different person, place, or thing
Making small adjustments with the wisdom gained from each warfare game
This repetition have become very old and boring; same old his-tory
History was trying to repeat yet again for horrid imbalanced reason
I weathered each storm with attire from wisdom, heart, and soul
Bold decisions to be fearless, love, and create without shadow of a doubt
The dignity, integrity, morals, and truth I embody is naturally phenomenal
Sharing my truths, wisdom, love, peace and compassion will bring unity
Evolving at this present moment along with others that's ready for peace
Ready to feel the energy of the earth as it shifts for a better change
The world will never know the true beginning of human creation and why
Supernatural sources helped code truths that was hidden from humanity
Some were told life is just a physical experience, which seems hard to believe
Enough of religion governance, slave programs, and birthright thefts
Living on a planet that provides everything for the survival of humanity
Famine was part of the beginning of warfare, strife, and hostility for control
Disease, war, weather, polluting air, water, and soil are genocides tactics
The agendas has eliminated ancient wisdom of people, places and things
No need for overrated luxuries that roots hate, worry, fear, shame, and guilt
There's nothing wrong with being famous for the greater good of the world
Entertainment participates neglecting family and choosing money
Fortunes has the world displaying lack of morals, value, and self worth
Lets release all beliefs about every type of discrimination and come together
Innocence, joy, inner freedom, camaraderie, and honest community
Healthy relationships with US/WE in mind and not I/mine
OUR world, time to take it back; we have endured enough.
Energetic(spiritual) warfare is REAL.
I love you all, may peace be within you!
You read out of obligation,
a tit for tat consolation...
a "thank you for your visit" affirmation
it's cool, this unspoken rule
I do it too, so what’s new?
It's only being civil
community code of camaraderie
who can break free?
It needs to be done
loyalties need to be won
so does the "comment hit and run"
then on to another one
I appreciate that, truth be told
this give and take system should hold
on poetic pleasantries, I am sold
“Reciprocity” is gold
Oh, but that's not quite the same
as being sure that you came
because I'm a favorite name
in your poet hall of fame
Come goaded by greed
desperate to feed
voyeuristic as I bleed
needing my pain to be freed
Come craving my rhyme fix
the potency of this mix
my poetic party tricks
Come click for the best picks
Read the poet pillaged by pain
who's been baptized by rain
holding on to the sane
let me battle your bane
Read me because you know
you need me to grow
Dip in the stream of this flow
words above, words below
Read and be set on fire
by word kindling of desire
Flames that lick passion higher
making each thought perspire
Obligation is overrated
though my words might be dated
the ideas? NOT antiquated
to existence they’re related
Come visit me
Come here so you’ll see
Passion infused poetry
that melds you and me
Eileen Manassian
i wait at the river for the cry of the loon
from below
in the muck
reeds
grow tall
there are no lips that will draw music
from these clarinet dwellers
i stand under the brightly lit dusk
nearly motionless
the moon above is glued in place nailed in to its spot
holding on to a piece of the bedtime sky
the little dipper reminds me of a rocking chair
my favourite star shines just a little dimmer
time passes
does so
uninvited
its metronome beat replaces the soundscape
of an otherwise musically crowded air
a hand descends from above
cuts the trapped moon down to a sliver
leaving the twilight mostly blind
i'm getting old
still even my worn out senses
are aware
of the days
aware
of that single golden eye
of its rise
its set
its endless loop
quiet is my flow of sand
stressed beyond reason
my lungs want to burst
my brain explode
my emotions are stretched passed their limit
my chest fills
my chest empties
the choice was
has always been mine
i have not lived the life i was gifted
i'm frozen
i'm hot
like a statue baking in the unforgiving rays of Sol
wide awake in the after dark
with all the usual players
the wolf with his cool stance
dressed in a zoot suit
snapping his beatnik fingers
wooing the maiden night
the lynx with a fluid stride plays
the ground like bongo drums
negotiates the air like brushes on snares
a choir of flyers lend their songs
there is a chasm of nurtured colours
engulfing me in its rich deep tones
having stood here longer then i know
i inhale my time in tiny puffs
i am void of the sanity i once possessed
i happily dismissed that blurry concept a long time ago
it is you know an overrated attribute
time moves with a second hand like a plane propeller
i live every moment as fully as my strength allows
all the living at the river and its surrounding land
add their breath to the natural air of the eventide
i breathe in the chill of the nightfall air
and i
i wait at the river for the cry of the loon
September 28 2015
armand
Now, so suddenly.
You carry a halo around you.
The ones I don't used to see.
Everything. All at once.
Visibly, electrifying the layers of my skin.
Walking in unexpectedly smiling instantly at me.
Peace signs used to be overrated.
I couldn't help but stop and stare.
You bring in all shades of bright colors.
A masterpiece. A walking heavenly art.
Those tiny noises that you create.
Also, that nose scrunches you can only make.
The playing with my hand when you can't help but think.
All your little things and all of your nonsense.
I'll gladly memorize every one of them.
So if you ask one more time about why I stayed.
I could look at you for hours.
Days, Nights, Years.
I'll keep looking at you.
Even if you're cold to the bone.