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I still remember the first time I told you those little words that meant more than anything in world
I still remind you as much as I can that I was the first to say it
In the end though none of it matters because this was real not like before, when it felt whole but really had a few holes just waiting for me to fall through
That’s not to say love is perfectly whole, but when its real there are no pot holes
I fell in the abyss and crawled through hell and now I see my name on your mail
It was all worth it but can’t say I want more; pain is a damage that can be repaired
Next to you I feel my pain being repaired
With you I feel heaven on earth, the stars are in our backyard, and it’s 2020 but I know
Sings: “every little thing is gonna be alright…”
I love you but I’m not perfect so I say I love you more
I want the best for you so I’m working to be my best self
Trying to give you everything but don’t know the definition of everything
Guess what I’m trying to say is even when I don’t say it or show it, I still want
my queen to be treated like royalty
But in order to get the spoils you have to go to war
So, I’ll fight for our love until forever ends and until then
After you say I love you, I’ll say
p.s. I love you more…
You shut yourself away
Very little on display
It started small
But now you have built a massive wall
You won’t show any emotion
But don’t see the erosion
You don’t communicate much
You are loosing touch
The enemy is your shadow
Your way of thinking has become narrow
You are letting the shadow control you
And alter your world view
You have shut everyone out
Your body language has put me in doubt
About how you are actually coping
There is no laughing only moping
You say you don’t feel safe
Then lockdown the case
No words just walking away
Pushing everyone the opposite way
You have been sick for a long time
I have been caring and patient on the decline
But when you shut down
You make everyone drown
I hope you leave your shadow soon
Before it takes you to the last saloon
When we were kids we used to climb trees,
Get grubby hands; scrape the skin off our knees.
We jumped in deep puddles and made big mud pies,
But what you said next made me shudder inside.
You sat in the sun; I sat in the shade,
With mum’s homemade ice cream and pink lemonade.
We shared all our secrets, our comics and toys;
Had the same pin ups and kissed the same boys.
As we sat with our wine and thought of the past,
Of the fun that we’d had; a shadow was cast.
You said I was black and the dirt didn’t show,
I was speechless with shock, but you didn’t know.
As you sit in the sun, turning darker than me
I try to figure out the way that you see.
How do I tell you, will you understand?
An off hand remark, burns inside like a brand.
In the valley of the academics, in the night that falls like a spider's web over the world,
I see them moving, like pale shadows, struggling in their golden cages,
They, who fancy themselves independent thinkers, who think they are eagles soaring in blue heights,
But they are just domesticated doves, with clipped wings and gazes lost in the distance.
I see them wearing their masks of rebels, pouring their words like enchanted potions,
But deep inside, they are legions of kneeling souls, submissive and docile,
They are the most socialized of all, the most conformist, the tamest of the wild dreamers,
And, in this play of shadows and lights, they find the illusory comfort of a quenched revolt.
In their minds, wheels of thoughts spin, like an old clock, but its hands never show the hour of truth,
For they are prisoners of a system that has stolen their will, sucked the sap of their courage,
And, in this abyss of dependency, they are the most pampered, the most spoiled,
Like children who have never known the harshness of life, only the sweetness of lies.
I hear them murmuring in the secrecy of the night, singing their melodies of revolt,
But their voices are just lost echoes, among the thick walls of the system,
For their lack of independent thought is a disease that cannot be cured,
And thus, they are always deceived by the tricks of a system that enslaves them without chains.
They are bitter and powerless, yet they believe themselves rebels, they believe themselves heroes in a world of dreams,
And, in this sweet-bitter illusion, they find solace, without knowing,
That they are just puppets in the hands of an unseen puppeteer, who pulls their strings,
And thus, they dance, without realizing it, in a tragic and melancholic ballet,
In which they will never be free, will never be truly alive.
As student of freedom truth’s glow
My mind seeks wisdom beams to show
Divine presence of counsel light…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace* might.
Valuing treasured learning gain
My heart allows sharing to reign
Optimizing kindness’ delight…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
Fully engaged with caring zest
My soul strives for performance-best
Beseeching that love drives my plight…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
Forgive my selfishness and greed
As I do forget virtues’ creed
Please remind me truths, always right…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
Involve me** fully, such I pray
In sublime service of blest ray
While reaching-out toward faith’s height…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
*1Peter 5:10 But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.
**"Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn." -Benjamin Franklin
July 11, 2023
2nd place, "A Quote For A Kyrielle" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 7/16/2023.
On The Spot
To say Hi ! Or bid bye!
Give or Take : Make or Break.
Gift or Snatch : Throw or Catch.
Learn or Teach : Pray or Preach.
Weak or Strong : Short or Long.
Dark to Light : Peace or Fight.
Come or Go : Hide or Show.
Slow to Fast : Last to First.
But or If : Joy or Grief.
Forever ! No , Never.
Blame or Shame ? Fame to Claim.
Far or Nigh ? Low or High ?
Hot or Cold ? Scared or Bold ?
Love or Hate ! Wild or Pet !
Run or Rest : Worst or Best.
Short or Tall : Rise or Fall .
Sent or Brought : Learned or Taught.
Dust and Dirt : Whole and Part.
Belief and Trust : Should and Must.
Pig cum Hog : Mist cum Fog.
Night or Day : Sad or Gay.
False or Truth : Nice ! Uncouth.
Wrong to Right : Dull to Bright.
Fact ! Fiction ! Intuition !
Deal and Pact : Act with Tact.
Half or Full : Sly or Fool ?
On the Spot : Fought or Caught ?
01/19 /23
Brian Strand No. 1172
Ninth place
Premier Contest by Brian Strand
In our own little space we chat and even flirt
Have great conversations some would call digging in the dirt
Some times honesty is very hard to find
But I am an open book won't you come pick my mind
Mistakes I have made just as many if not more then most
But I won't let them haunt me like some evil ghost
Instead from each single one I have learned
Where we're at today we worked hard to earn
All my life for that special someone I continue to look
It's not near as easy as the words in the book
Nice and gentle is the only way to go
Just over night the real person will never show
Not interested at all in what happened yesterday
Nor am I ready to Sweep you off your feet and take you away
The interest is more in going out and having fun
If their not my Best Friend then they can't be the one
For now it's nice to just hang out and wait
Hoping maybe we find that Special Ever Lasting Date!
An Uncle Charlie Original
© 2011 unclecharlie
Form:
Tell them what they want to hear never fear say it with good cheer,
Won’t hurt their heart if they see you smile; keep inside what
in light of day you really want to say.
Friend’s mates and all who care won’t shed a drop not a single tear,
You think they’ll never know cos you'll not show the deceit you hold close;
Know them as those you hold dear always thinking they’ll always be near.
Laughing for if they knew you’ll soon be alone,
Stories you say hoping never to repeat for if you do
The truth be no longer kept.
Forever fearing will it be you or them that turn and walk; for by those words
You’ve been caught.
Shameful scorn truth less deceit yet the claim is made,
“Friends we are till the end.”
Form:
what is it
to eat from your spoon
and drink from your cup
to feel your lips
from cigarettes lit up
to pretend that
we're not on a date
we follow the rules
but it is way too late
we're living the lives
of a hollywood tale
"The Forbiden Love"
where forbidding fails
slow burns the furnace
of passion to pursue
kisses filled with desire
what was old now new
forbidden once, forbidden twice
forbidden three times
forbidden by common sense,
the forsaken, and by God
but forward we take the steps
love growing stronger
marches on
next week there will be
something else
something she will do
and i'll will follow just the same
to show my love is true
Glimpses of grace as spring arrives,
Opt for good cheer as love unfolds;
Now in sure trace sheer warm surprise,
Grand thoughts flood here as feel takes hold.
eXplore fond times with happy sights,
Indulge your zest with profound touch.
Forge acts that chime with wonder's flight,
Affluence greets fest with more than much.
Charm moves your smiles as fancy leaps,
Ask light to show true love that shines;
Intent prompts style as desire grips.
Dream helps you know what feels so fine,
Observe true gains in living truth,
Gather most plain kind acts as proof.
Leon Enriquez
18 February 2018
Singapore