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Desperation, draw me not like magnets pull
But once again let saneness possess me in full
Do not ravage me like a loin upon its prey
Block not the seeds of thoughts that come to save the day
Like limbs of a tree in the presence of a gale force wind
The heavy weight of thy encumbrance makes me bend
As a cookie being crushed underneath a fisted hand
Sapping my power, I become a broken man
Hope beyond my greatest self, suddenly appears
Dashing all desperate thoughts, releasing all my fears
Focused like a camera’s lens, my eyes see a way
Attitude and mindful thought, must have their say
Ideals forming one by one, possibilities
Desperation lost this time, healed is my choice of realities
I wish to claim
My boyness
My yesterday sillyness
Innocent shyness
My crinkled nose grininess
That hide and seekiness
Spin the bottle
kind of geekiness
Getting caught
My hand in the cookie jarness
That pushing too farness
Collecting comic charminess
Pulling pigtales
Stolen kisses
Hidden playboy kinda business
Cop a feel inquisitiveness
Being a bit
Self conscience
A true life witness
Loving the mysterious
Laughing more than being serious
Feeling delirious
Not afraid
Somewhat curious
Wondering
About adultness
What it was all aboutness
Thinking that it leads to freeness
I'd know just how to be-ness
Eating what I want
Staying up late kinda keeness
Now I wonder
What was the rushness
To reach adultness
Full of it's doubtiness
What's it all aboutness
I witness it's dreamlessness
It's no longer about me-ness
More mundane
To much saneness
Routine and sameness
No one cares if you cameness
Less is less
And more is moreness
Can't see the trees
Through the dark forest
So grab onto your girliness
I'll bring my boyness
There will be more
Way more
Yesirey
Hotdigity
Joyousness
No more boringness
We'll spin in circles
Enjoy our dizziness
After all
Having fun
Is a serious business!
For Nina Parmenter’s Tongue Twister Contest.
I hope you have as much fun reading as I had writing it.
I will clench my pen to my heart where fair minds are slothful to reach;
I will breed my psychosis to conceivable saneness,
Beyond the inaptness of convincing man or anything they could teach!
I will clench my pen to my heart to heal my contravened poems,
Until the gauge of perceptive beat the world to my hefty tongue
To put my name in writing like incises of poetry in unregimented times!
I will do this and all this because I can only be me but none else,
I will, “until the day go dead and shadows flee.”
Until the end of time!
I will hit it off from my cerebral lea to bleed my thoughts free
In and out of time until the day go dead and shadows flee
With unsettled fades like the concept of Elizabethan writer’s spree!
I will rail kachikau to unflustered bounds,
Where in prayer, peace, poetry and common grounds!
We slam our knotted pates until dawn deceases down to day
Where everything I wrote would stay!
But someday I shall be no more to contain your tears when you cry for my withered creeds,
So learn, understand and acknowledge a little bit of me!
Now, before day go dead and shadows flee!
Form:
Late last night i awoke and it's like all the words constructed from
the voices deeply within my head revolted! It feels like as if
s o m e o n e w a s gripping my heart
a n d throat.
And the heart is sometimes weak and all this horror that i'm in
reminds me of Baghdad and Kabul where flesh is cheaper than
bombs and i'm suffering as the children from gutters into
philosophically twisted means
~~ so I shut my eyes and dream
so I shut my eyes and dream of tomorrow
dreaming of tomorrows where the heart
is Gold paved upon the streets full
of love to win over the bad guys
and monsters of apathy.
So through it all you shut your eyes
realizing the saneness of goodness
and love revives the heart and those
other things deeply buried beneath
the dungeon of our deepest fears.
LOVE IS THE ANSWER
IS THE ANSWER
THE ANSWER for the BRAVE!
:: 01-02-2016 ::
I'm passed anger on the subject.
Why is there this fear of darker skin that a lighter skin
feels that they have to annihilate another human being.
If and true that God has made man; human and equal.
And as many colors as the rainbow that are like flowers.
Than he should be treated as such. The many colors of nature
do not go against each other with the exception of food.
We do not eat one another.
Then why is it that man goes against each other for race.
We are all equal and we should all be humane.
Yet there are wars for control. We humans are given gifts and talents
that can help one another. Why do we use them to separate.
If I hear I Can't Breathe one more time, I think I'll scream.
The light skin and the many color skins all breathe and bleed the same.
There is no excuse for this intolerable action. I want Justice and I want
saneness to come back to mankind. I pray that the one God who has made us will see all of us through. S-T-O-P this madness.
Unite the Human Races.
It was a never-ending slog
sequential acts are untamed and stochastic
but ultimately all perish
genesis and epilogue
that sums up life perfectly
man can bridge the life-death chasm
love abounds even with death
one precedes for another must follow
yet, doesn't that entail a frame?
Is our serendipity hollow?
indomitable, invincible
If death is truly the ending
yet, life may be born from death
God, who gave us life, inhaled our dying soul
so, after many years of life's last breath
will death be granted life?
the life-death boundary is shallow
Yes, it is the answer
life is nothing but a dream
hence, it certainly makes sense
What might this possibly impart?
that dreams require dreamers
or there wouldn't be any angel of death
possibly this is the way life is
in the spiral of unwavering dreams
seraphic saneness
or
demonic sadness
strives over a common goal
that there is doom and gloom
as well as tomorrow.
Written: October 27, 2022
Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
I love laughing with you,
The mirrors in your gentle eyes reflecting a foreign smile
A smile only you can conjure with your awkward charm
I can see playfulness, desire, and hesitance fluctuate in your pupils
And the silent moments when we do touch,
I bask in the feelings of magic trepidation
I search your thoughts, and you wander mine
Sometimes we beam, when we discover a mutual thought
You try to cover your face when the laughter escapes,
But you cannot escape my gaze,
My observational craze
Always craving the next anticipating haze
When laughter dies,
The trialing and testing begin
And I try to remain sane where saneness cannot thrive
That is when you hold on to me
Your hand slowly clasps mine
In this moment, you chase my thoughts,
Searching for the need in my eyes
I know you find it, for I have found yours
Since you've been gone, so much has happened.
However, I'm still the same, some change. The world has turned
up side down. However I remain ever faithful. I long for some
saneness to this madness.
Well, this was for the past three months. I'm trying to be a rising
star to the world of writing. So, I am sending rainbows in my writing
in Red,White,Blue to you. Some folks miss their Partners when they are gone.
But not me, 'cause you're right here. Always have been, always will be.
God still looks out as do you I know. Husband dear. Rest easy.
There's not much trouble I can get into staying home. Although
I try. Ha, ha. Rest easy dear husband.Rest easy.
Anxiety
Written: by Miracle Man
August 19, 2021
Believing forthcoming days won’t be sublime,
allow habits and idiosyncrasies to irritate.
All thoughts of delight will wither in time,
and days are spent scrambling to acclimate.
Embraced are those thoughts of wistful years,
praying future days don’t house sameness.
Then taking final inventory of life’s souvenirs,
and allowing others to usurp our saneness.
Many go through life hearing negative songs,
but “Love keeps no records of our wrongs.”
1 Corinthians 13 KJV
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth
7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes...