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Here I sit all alone
There you are with him and the feelings between you can no longer grow
For now you may have him to somewhat hold
But it's time to face it and let the truth be told
All you long for is to be in control
What do you believe he sees when and if he looks into your eyes
Is it love or is he starring down someone he has silently come to dispise?
Is what he's supposed to feel for you real or all pretend?
Is it true love or more like distant friends?
Why don't you just stop struggling and let it all come to an end?
He deserves so much more than all you do
And deep down even I know you deserve that to
He needs love and support in which he don't receive from you
He wants truth and honesty you have failed him in that area too
He longs to be honored for the man he is a man who don't need to be in any way tamed
He should know with no words spoken he never needs to change
He can't clearly see what you're doing to him so for the moment you is who he will not blame
But when it comes to me your luck has run out
You are not really in love with him nor he you this I have no doubt
You may really believe that for him you do so much
When all it's really doing to him is making him lose touch
You make him feel so week if and when things go wrong
When I know all to damn well he is so strong
So open your eyes wider look around and see
I can fill all of his wants and needs like you would never believe
He belongs with me
You can close your eyes and hope, dream, and pray
But I'm here to tell you when your eyes open it will not always be okay
You can't push all this down and I'm not going away
Does his memory of me nag you every single day
Good for what you do to him I hope it eats at you in every single way
There's one more thing I need to say
While you continue to try and change him into the man you want him to be
Remember deep inside he still really wants to be with me
You and him come on you two were never meant to be
He confided in me deeply but with you sincerity is so rare
Leaving you to wonder how much does he in us really care
But I'm telling you bluntly and all up front putting the truth all out there
There's no match made in heaven between you two no part was played by cupid
From where I stand YOU are the one who's being stupid
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It’s your crazy
Paranormal Poetry Series
What are the feelings I feel
That rattle inside my cage
Like boulders and wrecking balls
Slamming against my heart
With every crash and smash
Tissues are ripped away
As bricks of the beating muscle crumble
And fall to the soulful ground
To be used as material that builds up stone walls
Higher than before
Stronger than needed
Fortified refuge from what my heart should beat towards
My mind tells me of visions
Of horrible thoughts
That haunt me to extreme pains
Firing synapses into demented zones
The only person I can talk to
Is the person whom I lay on the virtual couch
Explaining my fearful sights and sounds
That rush into my mind as terrorizing cinema photography
Wanting help to heal my pain
I ask if what I sense is real
Or of the insane
The answer- it's your crazy
It’s your crazy
It’s your crazy
It’s your crazy
It’s your crazy
How can something that seems so real, not be
How can something that correlates with reality, not be
How can timing of instances, not be
How can, it all just not be
Time and time I ask for truth
Is what I see and sense real
Or do I believe what is told me
That it’s clinically diagnosed as a disturbed
Phantom of the disillusioned existence
Shall I lead a life of mental cushions
Trapped inside my head of padded cells
Laying silently knowing for self intuitiveness
Or admitting to my psychosis of what it is
Do I accept, it's your crazy
Do I trust, it's your crazy
Do I listen, it's your crazy
Do I admit, it's your crazy
If what I see is real
And saying that means alienating my own self
From someone that holds my last beating breathe
In a clutched fist of anger
Have I done what I was afraid of doing
Standing up to my visions of empathic reality
Driving me to the breaking point
Of acceptance to get strapped away silently alone
How as I lay closed up
Distancing me from my own self
Taking me further from closeness
And into beliefs that fight togetherness
Good for what I truly want
To be with
To be near
To be
I scream out louder with every question
Is it my crazy?
Is it my crazy?!
Is it my crazy?!!
Is it my crazy?!!!
Is it real ... or really just me????
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Birds chirping roughly on an avocado tree
I curiously look upwards to see what could that noise be?
Is it a sparrow or a mockingbird?
It's plump and it has all shades of brown
I'm stepping upwards next to the spiraling, gnarled tree before me
The chirping has stopped this second
Breaking my imaginative ideas and brewing them to ruins
I'm stepping downwards
Urging myself to walk towards this memorable maze-like place
Where I could feel the wind caress my face
In a meadow of cherished flowers
Making this my solitude
To sit on a crooked bench and ponder about my frowning attitude
I hear someone steeping below the wall...the safety cliff
I seem to stand here all stiff
Hearing all the bafflement of my unreal family
I walk around,
Inspiration driven through this memorable garden
Endless in its incredible surprises
Leaving me no place to face my demises
Struck by fireworks from the cloudless, fashionable sky
Sitting on a scrawny, dirty chair
Staring at the ancient tree...wondering how life isn't fair
How could it bear such fruit or vegetable?
It grows firm and ripe
Without a flaw...without a stripe
Though I feel that I'm too thin
I walk around,
Inspiration driven through this memorable garden
Endless in its incredible surprises
Leaving me no place to face my tangled drowsiness
I must stop stepping downwards
Into my deep motivations...my charmed desire
Though its hoarse and cruel to leave this tangling temptations
I decide about a decade later
That I really need to take a tightening grasp to hold on to the
stairway's handlebars
Hold on for a minute...I hear a cricket beneath the cemented ground
It leaves the wind to make no ruffling sound
About a decade later, I realize this cycle goes on and on and on and it
mixes altogether
We need to be brought up together
As a family and visit my uncle and grandma
I need to make the decision to step upwards
Make an effort to say my last words:
"I love you all! We'll see you both next month!"
I start the cycle all over again in July
This time,
I won't fail to do my missions
Sitting there late last night!
I took everything in with my deepest breath about me.
I could quiver feeling the warmth sinking slowly in,
I was covered over distances which I could now see.
I had left myself.
I was gone again.
I was above and beyond the clouds,
Soaring deeply with every one of my though,
Higher and higher I rose,
Reaching loftiness’ I have never once felt.
I was a bird in flight!
Stunning with privilege I had brought.
Feeling myself from deep within!
Standing there that night,
The radiance beamed all around me so I took this in.
And lo and behold, there I went again.
I could feel myself while locked deep with my thoughts.
I was absorbed inside by everything surrounding me.
I felt the depth that my eyes could never ever once see.
Loosing all truth of myself, every sensation my soul had caught.
Further and further I rose, reaching capacities I had never felt.
I’m a feather in the air,
Gathering sensations inside of myself.
I lay there that night, mind, body, and soul with me.
I was calm with the breeze,
Inside of myself,
Feeling myself!
And once again I was a bird in flight soaring so high and much too free.
I was locked sound with my deepest thoughts.
More and more I rose and impact for impact I felt.
Feathers of a bird in flight and one of me I have surely got.
Ever since that night, many, many things have come to me.
One by one, gathered by the sensations carried all over me.
Touching inside of myself, again, again, and again!
Higher and higher I climb to reach the very tipsy top.
Gathering it all, I am more of me when more of me can be felt.
I am the breeze in the air touching the many feathers these birds have brought.
Many feathers just from sitting here, but each the soar of the wind has surely caught.
I’m a bird in flight gathering all that is real or not and all that is captured in of my-self.
I am surely the feather that fell from the very top,
Because I am now what then I surely was not!
I am simply that feather in the air falling loose and free inside of myself.
®Registered: 1997 Ann Rich
This is for Andrea D. who asked for my Cow Gas poems. I have at least one more to
post. Look for California Cows. Mike
Cow Gas
I’m putting my cows all on Beano
With the veggies they eat – oh the gas
Eight hundred plus liters of methane
Each day through each cow does pass
Either that or get funnels and tubing
To capture the gas when it comes
And convert my gas guzzling auto
So on methane alone will it run
If cows can do it, why can’t I
A tube, a tank, and by and by
I’ll generate enough to fry
A burger on my grill
While it won’t get me very far
Were my gas used to run a car
The world would label me a star
For doing what I will
But if everyone would do their part
To capture each and every fart
That through your system did depart
Global Warming would be a chill
Mdailey
Researchers say the slow digestive system of cows makes them a producer of
methane, a potent greenhouse gas that gets far less public attention than carbon
dioxide in efforts to fight global warming. When we got the first results, we were
surprised. Thirty per cent of Argentina's (total greenhouse) emissions could be
generated by cows,' said Guillermo Berra, a researcher at the National Institute of
Agricultural Technology. Berra said the researchers 'never thought' a cow weighing
550 kg (1,210 lb) could produce 800 to 1,000 litres (28 to 35 cubic feet) of emissions
each day. Greenhouse gases are widely blamed for causing global warming.
Methane, researchers say, is 23 times more potent than carbon dioxide in trapping
heat in the atmosphere.
We can probably do the same with the typical human male. It would be no less
complicated and probably no more uncomfortable than a colostomy bag. And while
the typical male may not generate enough gas to run an auto, it should be enough
to run a gas grill on the weekends. Think of the savings and the contribution you
would be making to the war on global warming. As you all know, girls do not pass
gas (or so they tell me) so only the male species would be able to contribute in this
manner.
It was the dispenser and me you see,
We went around His universal globe.
To you we dispensed our kingdom key.
We took it all around for each to probe.
We were showing it off for so many who believe.
We became life’s essential elements of great size.
Heart pounding and mind blowing are our wise.
Inadvertently I impenetrably rest myself at ease.
We demonstrated a flattering tale to a wondrous twist of fate.
And there it was I found those having too much lack thereof!
We even isolated their last examining scholar updated by faith.
I had not one care even if they swayed to, fro below or up above.
We even set forth a disputed everlasting undeniable act of love.
We deciphered truth and eliminated lies that could just never be for real.
We posted signs declaring our liberty and justice for every single appeal.
I need not even begin telling you the story of my bending down to kneel.
I mean like wow we were obvious not the least bit inconspicuous in our style.
Yet, we were condemned and rejected by every single human put to this trial;
Enough was enough until they all stood in correction tipping scales in defile.
So I just stood there polishing up on my nails and making myself worthwhile.
I tell you we never have seen anything quite like this before,
At least not on this magnitude of distance we have traveled.
Genetically speaking elements come alive inside of my core.
Then seeds of life do nothing except to continuously unravel.
Only the great shall succeed and wisdom shall take its place.
Simply put and stating my case,
You are in the center of my naval.
Pre-examined or pre-exposed they all just seem to fade away a bit far,
So far where once I placed in the hands of an angel my rainbow Star,
But I and my dispenser with our kingdom keys remain clear and free.
I am born just for you time again we reach for the wholeness of today.
Blessed and be Holy to the seeds that be free holding onto my decree.
It is like this, with me and mine we are in you in each and every way!
Well, phantom, you've got me again.
You had me so fooled.
I'd fall for that special someone,
Then I'd just fall to pieces.
Do you love or hate me?
Because you seem to do both.
You hide behind a loving warmth
Then leave, never to be seen again.
Are you scared that I will find you?
To finally unmask my true love?
Or do you just love to deceive me,-
Just to watch me cry all night?
Where are you hiding?
So full of mystery you are..
You were first a great smile,
Then shockingly beautiful eyes,
Then a mind of philosophy.
Always the romantic..
Always making me fall for you.
Are you a criminal?
Constantly stealing my heart.
Or, is all fair in love and mystery?
Are you my shadow, so dark and always there,
Or better yet, my reflection?
Do you fade in the loves you touch
Or do they still remember, still love me?
How did you know where I was all those times?
How could you possibly know
When, what, and where I wanted?
Do you rest, then strike,
Or constantly find yourself staring
At me, so full of love
As well as tears?
You leave me questioning
What to trust and believe,
But you tell me in random ways
To move on and grow
In love and life.
Is it you, or are you them?
Are you the one with my
Long lost heart?
You did nothing wrong,
So why did you leave?
Unless I'm not good enough.
Are you insulted?
You would never let me say such a thing.
I was always beautiful,
Worthy, smart, and strong to you.
Are you there when I don't think so?
Don't let me fall.
Carry me until you love me not.
I see you.
You're there the happiest times,
You're there the worst times.
You always had a way
To bring me in from the cold,
Give me happiness and a new little home,
Then kick me back into the snow.
So,phantom, show your face.
Answer my questions.
Give me a kiss, or, if you'd rather,
Let me die,
Because I know
You're not cruel.
You're not horrid,
You're not evil.
I know I love you
Even when I hate you.
I know who you are.
You are a phantom
In love,
Of love.
You are love.
Without you, my life just merely exists.
Because without you all my hopes and dreams are just that.
For you have put something wonderful in my world.
It is there your words I love to hear.
The one's that let me know how much you care.
It is without you that my eyes are blind with no sight to see.
For you have brought marvelous beauty to what didn't exist.
It is there in my heart that is a dark and lonely feeling.
One to which now you fill with joy and happiness.
For without you, the music was just something to ease the hurt.
But now it is something more as I hear each key on the piano play.
It is our time we spend though far away.
It is your smile I see when I close my eyes to pray.
It's your heart I feel as I lay down at night.
As I think of what it would be like with you by my side.
It is there my days grow long as I wait the day of us to be.
I hear David Nevue as he plays, Watching the Clock.
As I count the minutes slowly passing by.
For it is without you my soul desires to love.
As my pain turns into tears from the love I have for you.
Like a Cry of the Sea, I hear my waves crash the inside of my being.
As like the sea, it looks for some place the water can escape its volume.
It is there I am expose to all that God has given.
As I find myself loving you in every way.
But it is your persistent that keeps me fighting to survive.
As you have given me great hopes of true love.
Because without you, I never would of love.
As you are my angel of sweet and pure godly love.
But it is there I love you the most.
As my heart feel you tugging hard.
But it is there I am not without.
Because you complete me forever as my heart belongs to you.
With great expectations of my wildest dream.
It is without you I would just merely exist.
But because of you that I have found my love for life.
That of the spirit of my soul I'm down on bending knee.
As I pray for us never to part this existing of it's being.
But forever love one another with all our heart and my life I give to thee.
If ever I had to wonder,
I would simply wonder why our paths were even destined to cross.
Obviously, I have so many things I have to wonder,
Because my love carries the strength of steel and an armor of cloth!
No doubt that I will think of the many things that could always make me sigh.
But I know that I’d forever wonder why so much pain comes with an inevitable loss?
“Tis a soul for a soul and one cast out with your solemn moment of pride”.
If ever I should have to wonder,
Indeed I would have wondered where?
Where is the beginning and where is the end to this forsaken way of life?
Where does all this “hidden truth” lay and why is it that I’m still standing and I can survive?
No doubt that I will think of the many things that I could always compare,
But I know that I’d forever wonder how much warmth there really is out there to share.
Brought down from sorrows below my beliefs have become my sacrifice.
If ever I had to wonder,
I’d simply wonder where?
Where do we go when we go away and why is it that we even have to leave?
Where is this truth and why should I be the only one that will produce my beliefs?
No doubt that I would think of the many things that could always make me instantly care.
But I know that I would forever wonder why there’s so much hope with all of this despair.
‘Tis a soul for a soul and each is in such a constant dire of eternal need”!
If ever I should have to wonder,
I’d simply wonder why this was all even meant to be.
Why could you not see the power and the glory that God has invested in the life of me?
Obviously so many things to have to wonder because love carries so many will’s that fizzle
and die.
No doubt that I would think of the many things that could always make me sad and cry.
But I know that I will forever wonder was it I, the one who has been received?
But most of all I will forever wonder what is it that you, as one, really believe?
© Copyright: 1998 Ann Rich
MAYA ANGELOU INSPIRED ME WITH THE POEM STILL I RISE
I've been judged by the color of my skin
Treated like i'm a nothing,a nobody
Called by many a name:a fool, a nothing,not even a human
But i continue to rise
They hate me for who i am
They try their best to put me down
They try to fill my heart with despair
But yet i still continue to rise
Every chance they get,its to cause me hurt
They look at me like i'm some kind of abomination
They constantly seek my extermination
But i still continue to rise
Do they hate me for just being me
That i don't follow the crowds,or go with their flow
The fact that i'm different from them
The fact that i don't do the same things they do.
And as if that wasn't enough
My own race at times shun me, and criticize each other
Their constanly going against one another,son against father,daughter against mother
Sometimes i feel trapped in this malice
Smothered in this constant hatery of the races
We all must try to seek freedom and redemption
This is why i must continue to rise
I offer prayers to those in need of prayers
I shed a tear for the fallen and broken,watching the tears become a river
Can you people see this black youth's tears
All i can do now is pray for peace,hope,and better days
In fact,let me say a prayer in hopes of better days
For these reasons i'm gonna continue to rise
I want to say peace and love to people in the east,west,north,and south.
To lift them all out of misery,sorrow,and doubt
R.I.P. and love to those who've come and gone.
Good luck and better days to those who've yet to be born.
R.I.P. to my people who're no longer here.
Love to those who're fighting for a better future
But until the day that i can see you all again
I will continue to live,continue to dream
Through all the pain,sadness,and rain.
The sun will shine one day again.
And we'll hold hands and watch hope rise
Which is why for that I WILL STILL CONTINUE TO RISE..
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