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Softly, tears falling, gentle pearls
From the oyster of life,
Where the heart dances and twirls,
Leaving traces of her light,
Softly, tears falling, in silent swirls.
Quietly, tears tumbling, erasing desires,
From the senses, the promise
Hopes who listen to the heart’s fires,
Leaving reflections of her smile,
Displayed in the light who life requires.
Kindly, tears flowing, despairing of potential,
From the meaning of a kindness,
Where we remember, the only true essential,
Is the Presence of the Savior,
The One who makes a way to the influential.
Purposefully, tears remind our broken heart,
From the senses, flows a meaning,
Healing the spirit with the tears, a fresh start,
From the moment when the tears end,
And, the light begins to transcend, like art.
Gradually, all our tears will disappear,
From our lives, leaving us feeling surreal,
Like we’re the ones who overcame – we can cheer,
Feeling reassured and like we’re empowered,
By the joy that comes from knowing tears we won’t fear…
Because God has soothed away our pain,
Left us reassured, with our whole life to regain,
Overcoming the worst thunder and rain,
Thankful and blessed, God will forever remain,
The reason we’re hopeful, the real reason we’re sane!
When a heart cries, leaving shadows in our eyes,
There is One who abides, with love we can’t disguise,
Love that decides – forever, beyond the blue skies,
He offers us the Comforter who always supplies…
The heart, soul and spirit – with love that gives me butterflies….
Love that is alive, wiping away each tear I cry
Darkness, darkness everywhere
Like a warm blanket in winter
Like the shell of an oyster
Darkness, white and grey and blue and red
Darkness makes me wildly mad
The old banyan tree has become my friend it so often invites me to chat
I chat freely with it though no response because I am left alone nobody sane
And busy youthful person cares to sit with me spend with me a moment a single moment
I know I talk of the past so many times repeated they mock me though at my back the
Old haggard the useless old man again on his tricks who will have the time to listen to his
Foolish prattles
THE TIME…
The deafening silence everywhere
The old and fragile staff to hold
All the world shuns you there
The deafening silence makes me mad
Thinking of the old days opens up the fountain of tears though weeping openly will make me seem
Insane insane they call me though at my back even my grandchildren avoid me they are busy
In their own world do I remember my long dead wife? She constantly returns
In my dream I stretch my arms towards her she evades laughingly they call me brooding old man
I get angry ANGRY AND SHOUT AT THEM
I shouldn't have reacted thus… oh god
I… I… I go back
To my
Own banyan friend
My staff
One step, two step
oblivion
A Poem Full Of Fun
Once upon a poet from Japan
he crafted a poem full of fun
on the audition day
he couldn't find a way
to speak about his forgotten pun.
The Comment Queue
I have a post to scan and wade through
I brought my tools and the books I knew
So proud of my phone
trendy to the bone
I am still stuck in the comment queue.
Sane Under The Rain
Once there was a girl who lost her brain
she hoped that one day she would be sane
She found it in a safe
now she could feel quite safe
She spent all her life under the rain.
A Cat To Scat
There was a man from Connecticut
he dreamt to have a dog and a cat
One day, he saw a mouse
with a cat in his house
He held his broom and started to scat.
September Girl
There was a girl born in September
her Summer days she could remember
by Fall, would she recall?
as her head had a fall
She lost season, reason and temper.
Fast And Hilarious
There was a man who was quite curious
couldn't find his car, he was furious
He went out for a walk
with his fast friend and dog
He found his dog fast and hilarious.
they see the good in me
you see the bad
they see the sane in me
you see the mad
they see the truth in me
you see deceit
they see the kind in me
you see conceit
they see the joy in me
you see the pain
the see the worth in me
you see no gain
they see the past in me
you see the now
they know the why of me
you ask the how
they love the all of me
you turn your back
they cheer the heart in me
you see the lack
the mystery abides,
for I'm the same
some see in me the sun
you feel the rain
though object is the same
the different view,
shows loving heart's abide
in them not you
Eileen Manassian
Cube Girl
(Based on the same titled short story by me. It is not a true story so don’t be alarmed.)
I’m 19 and a woman in space
Meandering out for centuries
I fear there’s no way back
For sure I didn't get here alone
Most view me as a girl. They do not matter.
They have long since vanished in the winds of time
And with them all their kind
Folding them neatly into the fabric of existence
And kissing them good-bye
My sojourn out here eclipsed all other matters
Disconcerting things I can’t explain
Like being imprisoned as a cold dark cube
Is what I became, Is what I am
Who gets themselves in such a state?
This prevailing condition of not being myself
Preoccupies the immediacy of the moment
I must have fallen to sleep to turn into such a thing
My Breasts are hard. My nipples are soft but sore
But everything about me and within me is metallic
I have no interest in men or women or so I thought
My lower extremities are in a fever
In a liquefied state forever.
I must be coming down with something.
There is no training for such girl things out here I think
If there is anything to be done
It should be to keep myself occupied and quiet
No need to panic in deep space when in a cube state
Or is it cube shape?
Activities, hobbies, come to mind, to keep me sane.
Feelings keep me on edge out in the ends of space
Once there was a computer that made me feel at ease
It kept me balanced, at peace, like family
But then, there is no proof
I must have dreamed up humanity and machines
Perhaps I've always been a product of the stars
They gave me birth
I am their only child
Cosmic bodies rolling on the void
Not of this or any other world
I am cube girl
Our World
"Once upon a time,
I was falling in love.
But now I’m only falling apart,
Nothing I can do.
A total eclipse of the heart."
Foolish sayings,
That’s what we follow.
Believe our zodiac horoscopes,
Follow them blindly.
Entranced by pretty words,
All of which are lies.
Lies we tell ourselves so many times,
We trick ourselves into believing.
Politics are just as foolish,
Conservative or Liberal?
Pick one,
You’re wrong.
Pick the other,
Still wrong.
There is no right,
Just lies and fights.
Presidential candidates left and right,
But who is sane?
Am I…?
Are you…?
The real question is,
Is anyone sane?
Well we sure don’t act like it.
The real problems we don’t pay attention to,
The small things we explode.
The liberal influence is strong,
Can you escape the madness?
Our world crumbles,
Slowly at first.
But trust me ,
It will speed up.
Perhaps Stephen King’s ‘ The Dark Tower’,
Will become our reality.
Our very own technology,
Will be our ultimate demise.
Sickly bogs… wastelands.
Will we create robots?
Will they take over first?
Or something else…
Our very own technology,
Will be our ultimate demise.
Walk with the power of love
You’ll always feel the glory from up above
The absence of evil cannot access your soul
It will not be able to have any control
Your thoughts will be pure
Your heart filled with all elements of the spiritual brochure
The eyes filled with emotion of the luminescent sea
Your peace is guaranteed
A mission to cleanse humanity
From all of the immorality
The path of the veracity spirit
Will pivot the world in a fast minute
Keeping the most powerful sane
The less fortunate free of man’s inflicting pain
It truly is the miracle that we all have found
Making all of mankind heavenly bound
for-A Draconian State Poetry Contest-Sponsored by: Sara Jama
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out into the midnight hour i was trudged-
silent eyes watched as i was bludged-
as i sat bloody and bruised-
i listen to what i was accused.
every week a new rule they would create-
with our freedoms removed there was no debate.
i was angry that a government could dictate-
so here iam deemed-as an enemy of the state.
the minds thoughts remained true and sane-
but my body is broken and racked with pain.
inside i still kept a burning flame-
its the strain on society-thats to blame.
what started as ignorance and many lies-
the strings were pulled by a hundred eyes.
to make sure all bowed to the narrative line-
making eyes shut tight-and totally blind.
on the path we carefully must tread-
as we are easy prey-to the misled.
it becomes friend turning on friend-
in this paradise lost-the now trend.
for so long there was complacency-
with the blood strained hands of society.
the rivers waters flowed dark with anxiety-
and we lived with a wide divide and impropriety.
judgements made from pedestals way up high-
In this system-twisted and awry.
if their narrative you dare go against-
they turned to anger-rage-become incensed.
and now i sit in this cell awaiting my fate-
think-after everything ive given to this state.
i now live with a tortured body and mind-
in this place devoid of the sun-and shine.
i do not fear my awaiting pain-
as i have freedom pumping inside my veins.
my heart is true while my body is bound in chains-
so i close my eyes to block the reins-of their shame.
Slow down, Democrat!
Another Trump Bump;
speed again controlled --
your downhill throttle,
your Radical in a green
bottle...corked, the lessen:
Don't Drink and fanatically
drive --
All US gears back in Thrive!
Our Nation having had full,
of your screwy, Woke Jive --
You've been overwhelmingly
voted out, to unclog the Nation's
impacted, suffering Republic Orifice;
The People have loudly spoken~
showing the exit-corridors,
to Left Politicians lacking acceptable,
sane, moral borders --
American has taken a huge laxative dump
Bowel corrected, clear for freshly discharging
those newly elected given firm, purging orders!
See the sure truth that now conspires,
Move that sane proof in grand attire.
Live this new day with laughter dear,
Love comes to play with message clear.
Sense joy profound that fills your soul,
Be sight and sound in passage whole.
Wit sings of pun when jest greets joy,
Feast where you run as quest meets ploy.
Time fills the space with mortal grief,
Heart seeds the trace of feelings brief.
Too soon the wick blown with the wind,
Moments now tick away unseen.
Coming feeds time as going will,
Static the rhymes that cannot fill.
By these sad shores the tragic toils,
Lust gathers more of foreign spoils.
All seems in vain if you must know,
Empty these gains that empty shows.
Leon Enriquez
20 April 2015
Singapore