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Faith is an attempt to coerce
truths responsibility
Implicit restricting through
ones viability
Power depending on ones
fear or weakness
Remains stubborn with
frameworks obliqueness
Violence has no place in
this character by design
By which I am vicariously
compelling to all realign
All have the right to believe
different from others
Regardless of religion we
are still sisters and brothers
So true if you identify as
either color of red or blue
Its to humanity whom we
should always stay true
Realize my thoughts aren’t
as you, yourself think
Our countries downfall
could now be on the brink
I don’t foresee all others to
share my opinion
Are we all not human and
not someone’s minion
Give respect for our differences
and understand
What our founding fathers
expected in this new land
She basks in the golden glow,
Draped in sunlight, ready for the show.
Empty laughter fills the evening air,
Her dreams alight, she doesn’t care.
Twirling in silk, adorned with lace,
Capturing moments that can’t be erased.
The world’s her stage, the city her muse,
The awaited golden hour, she can’t afford to lose.
Just a block down,
Another woman weeps,
Through crowded streets, she weaves,
Where hope has been denied
And promises deceived.
Her heart heavy as the golden hour strikes,
Burdened by night, searching for solace
Whose bed will she share for tonight
As they both glance up at the tie-dyed sky.
The other’s pout parts,
The other lets out a weary sigh.
One basks in warmth, while the other hides,
For the golden hour decides.
Their fates so different
Two lives entwined in a fleeting hour,
One finds bliss, the other her power
The sun sets low, casting shadows,
Skin tan and glistening
While the other is pasty and sallow
The starlet hopes to shine
The trick dreads tomorrow
Their paths entwine in the golden hour,
Where both their worlds realign.
Roots,
There's an energy, Vitality,
Bringing a healthy tenacity,
A Living sense of security,
Lying in the roots of divinity.
Attached eternally,
Affecting us internally.
Waiting for us to see,
So it can be balanced properly.
Our souls existence,
Comes with an inheritance,
Void of remembrance,
Of our past performance.
Bringing yet another chance,
To enjoy this cosmic dance.
Re experience the romance,
Enhance it's importance.
Watching energy cascade,
Flowing path being laid,
Correcting mistakes we made,
Accepting the parts we played.
Stepping out from the shade,
We are no longer afraid.
Negative energies fade,
As balance is regained.
An energy of the divine,
Lies in the base of the spine,
Thumb and index the line,
To ground and realign.
A survival hardline,
Trust in it's design.
Stabilize the vine,
Let the roots and the self,
Combine.
Become The Divine
There comes a time when we find it necessary
To realign our direction
So we can make a love connection
My eyes falling deep into yours
Oh how it makes my heart want to roar
As I draw you near
Making sure these feelings are sincere
You will never have to fear
This stargazed atmosphere
All of this because our time is near
Everything with you so crystal clear
Nothing about you in disguise
Everything with you just seems to fly
I see us never having to say goodbye
As our love dances across the sky
There comes a time to let it all unwind
So it’s possible to leave our past behind
Our future open unwilling to bind
There comes a time when it would appear
Our love will never peak or disappear
So we are able to redefine how this is a sign
Our love starts to show with the most magical flow
Now that we both have come to know
How powerful this love of ours will grow
That will reflect who we become
I'm so happy we are on such a positive run
It's only going to get better with time
We are like that perfect design
That makes your heart surrender to mine
In the devastating deluge of sorrow river,
swept by the agony current the senses quiver.
Perceptive awareness faculty sinks within deep,
awakens the quintessence so long asleep.
From the consuming entity of trinity of being,
if the mind-body dualism disappears unseeking,
when the distant bells relentlessly toll,
released devout soul hears the heavenly call.
As the synphony of the silenced life ends,
the fading tune with the melody of soul blends.
Suffused with the sound of aum serene,
sonorous solitude in sublime space it can glean.
Devoid of the body and acquired intelligence,
the liberated soul sublimates from existence,
reaches the realm of eternity to realign
with the universal consciousness divine.
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September 10, 2022
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January 31, 2023
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uplift
my heart
dispel
distress
cast off
despair
begone
music tingle
my spine
emotions
realign
half dreaming
...dulcet
slow
gently awake
'twixt night
& reality
still
in no man's
land
now engaged
open
ascending
higher&
higher
presto
spinning
round&
around
escalate
&wait
a repeat
unfolds
phrase
by
phrase
skates
then
slides
stirring
into
action
continuous
exhilaration
echos
on repeat
from
edifices
of sound
strings
that sing
harmonized
into one
played
breathtakingly
fast
dispel
my disquieting
thoughts
Verse 1
I’ll strum you a tune in the glow of the moon,
Sing a melody made for a heart like you.
Soft-spoken stories that dance through the air,
Taking you places like we haven’t a care.
We’ll daydream in colors that don’t have a name,
Like jasmine and sunsets and warm summer rain.
Wrap me in you, let the stars realign,
Just one little touch and the world feels divine.
Chorus
I’ll make you believe, write our names in the sand,
You’re my island delight, and I’m your barefoot man.
I’ll chase off the ghosts that once haunted your past,
This kiss says I’m in it—yeah, we’re built to last.
Verse 2
I’ll hum you a breeze like a secret refrain,
One you feel in your chest when you’re dancing in rain.
Whispers that heal, like a sweet lullaby,
Hope in each note, and the fear says goodbye.
So drift off to sleep, let the dreams come to play,
I’ll be there in each one, come night or come day.
Chorus
I’ll make you believe, write our names in the sand,
You’re my island delight, and I’m your barefoot man.
I’ll chase off the ghosts that once haunted your past,
This kiss says I’m in it—yeah, we’re built to last.
Bridge
If the tide pulls us far from the shore,
We’ll just build our loveboat and paddle some more.
In your smile, I see where the music begins,
With each note I play, girl, you pull me right in.
Verse 3
Take my hand, we’ll drift on this tune,
Float where the stars write the notes of the moon.
Every word, a promise, no need to pretend,
This song that I’m singing has no final end.
Final Chorus
I’ll make you believe, write our names in the sand,
You’re my island delight, and I’m your barefoot man.
I’ll chase off the ghosts that once haunted your past,
This kiss says I’m in it—yeah, we’re built to last.
Outro
I’ll strum you a tune… that’s what I do…
I’ll write you a song… only meant for two…
Just me and you…
Only meant for two…
you want to know a secret
when I write a poem and it's perfect
i dont share it
i bury it
deep inside of me
where no one else can see
i mean its perfect
not like this shift
it's elegant, poignant,
simplistic, bueatful
trucking perfect
its not erotic
but i read it
mentally masterbate to it
a euphoric chorus
straight form thesaurus
its just that great
im not being egotistical
if read, it would become universal
a meter tethered in clasical measure
a rythmic flow
with many metaphoric undertows
an iconic harmonic tonic
to make you feel like an embryonic hedonic youth
im not being napoleonic
its an actual truth
factually accurate
high in heaven
it produced a tear in the eye of god
who proclaimed
not a single flaw
not a single flaw
and he only saw what i wrote
well, because hes god
me being me i like to tease
allow me to be inclined to share a few lines
blow your mind
redefine your collective defective perspective
realign your ineffective respective connective tisue
"all my cows milk is homogenized
all my crows are well organized
all my sheep like to stare and creep
like to stare and creep"
but you'll never see
the rest of my secret poetry
that only exsist inside of me
cows will always moo
crows will always ka kah
sheep will always go baah baah baah
and the perfect elagance
of my literary inteligence
will die with me
never being seen
qouted, memorised or plagerized
as i will say with my last gasp
the next line being twice my last
all you super-duper-soupers can kiss my ***
ok all you super-duper-soupers have been slammed. if you want to slam me back just a few things. make it funny. make it a little nonsensical and definitly make it over the top
and if you do slam me back send me a soup mail or leave a comment so i can go read your slam.
In shadows cast by bottle's glare,?A stepfather sits, lost to despair,?Mean and cold, with a heart of stone,?In the wake of his anger, no warmth is grown.
The walls bear witness to whispered dread,?As hours stretch long with words unsaid,?Each clink of glass, a thunderous toll,?Echoes of misery, consuming the soul.
Bitter words drape like heavy chains,?A child’s laughter drowned in the strains?Of thunderous storms within the home,?Where love is a ghost, forever to roam.
Eyes once bright, now dimmed by fear,?Silent prayers cast into the sphere,?For kindness lost in a tempest's rage,?A story written on an unwelcome page.
Yet beneath the scars, resilient and shy,?A flicker of hope still dares to fly,?To break the cycle, to seek the light,?To rise from the ashes, reclaim the night.
Though the past holds hurt like a bitter vine,?With every brave step, the stars realign,?For love can bloom in the darkest of places,?Healing the heart that this monster chases.
So here’s to the strength that refuses to break,?To dreams forged in darkness, no more forfeit,?From the grips of despair, a new dawn will weave,?A tapestry bright, for those who believe.
If I had just a single day to live,
The value of my world would realign.
Instead of what I'd gain, what could I give
To raise the worth of what I leave behind?
I'd mend the bridge instead of grind the axe.
I'd do the things, in fear, I never tried.
I wouldn't gather trophies, wealth, or plaques
But rather, all my loved ones to my side.
I wouldn't focus idly on the past
Or other lesser worths that melt away.
So ask yourself, if this day was your last
Would you remain the same as yesterday?
We have Today. This single day in store.
Let's live it like we won't be given more.
Jun 2, 2023
For the Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet