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Restless
My eyes are closed, but my mind is awake
I can't seem to sleep; what should I take
Thoughts keep racing through my head.
Restless nights in a sleepless bed
Wondering thoughts short little dreams
Some are pleasant others mean
Sleep is a hopeful dream; it seems pretty clear
No rest at all; that's my fear
Several hours in bed and still no sleep
A good night rest would be a wonderful treat
Wondering thoughts in a wandering mind
Wasting sleep wasting time
The dawn lights break in the window glass
Rolling and tumbling, how long will it last
It seems clear another sleepless night.
Darkness retreating, I can see the light.
Another night wasted I've run out of time
Restless thoughts in a troubled mind.
Lpickard
I used to think about
My competitive recreational athletic entertaining bout
And then appeared the invisible hint to get out
It was all in my glamorous haunting past
Ferocious winds terrified my life’s sailing mast
Filled with reality water’s challenging chop
Thrashing my egotistical maturing mind screaming ‘please stop’
But here I take my pen in hand
Not trying to be anything only to survive taking a stand
I used to think about a mistake
I did not make
Everyone scorned me calling me a fake
But through putting blood on paper,
During slow time as a high-class waiter
I get things off my chest
Showing my reader, I did my best
Confronting a conflict that tried to make my life a mess
Guilt will make my antagonist confess
I will be the heroic protagonist getting celebrity headline press
Would this be the solution?
Proper resolution
In a certain arc
That shows the light in the dark
Story telling is my way
To put information on the communication tray
Writing books
Fictional plots and scenes I do cook
This is what it is like to be an author
Always going out pitching for a publisher’s offer
This what I used to think about
No longer wasting time engaging in any addicted pout
Where do I get to go?
I have kept searching on the globe,Buh no one to find as the best,
We broke into conversation at the river bank,
It was our first time meeting each other's frank,
She was eloquent and good looking,
"Is not too late,Buh I can't keep myself drank,
Only when the sun set will you see more feeling",
she said with a soft prank,
On contrary,I took a chance of keeping myself afar,
As the taste of our conversation sprung into deeper enjoyment,
Time was also wearing an attire,
....dad,mum and sibling were far from resident,
Different thoughts were filling the mind,Buh I wanted to maintain good conscience,
Her eyes were longing for suspense,
Her belly needed some food to keep her first,
Without wasting time,I brought her home for dinner and take some rest,
"Pls,can you get me a towel,...since I need to shower",
I immediately provided what she demanded,
After a short while,she returned to sit just on a couch adjacent to my seat at the hall verily,
My eyes were attentively fixed on the tele,
because I was enjoying new music videos from MaliMusic,
Patiently,she stayed calmed,...waited for me to come through with a pubic,
Being negligent to her tactile wishes,
Never did I know she was a lady with the heart of fishes,
Within a tick of the watch,she pulled off the towel from herself,
Her complexion was really ebonic,
Buh the thighs alone were seductive,which got a desire panic,
My heart was beating fast,
...and indeed my hopes were really vast,
All that she said was,"show me where I'll lay down myself?",
There was no other place for her than for us to share a bed,
After some minutes she lied down,
I later joined her from the bathroom now,
Immeditely she felt my presence on the bed,she reprimanded,
"Lets pray before we sleep",and indeed she prayed....,
Fortunately nothing carnal was set if delayed,
Early in the next morning,she led a devotion for us two with spirituality relayed,
Nothing will she say to guarantee who she was,than for me to say,"a Virtuous lady",
Immediately I said AMEN to a prayer she raised,
I realised everything was a daytime dream!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
There’s too much thinking going on in my head
I need to try something different instead
Get myself to move on
Don't think I’m too far-gone
You made me aware right under this tree
To stop wasting time on my current spree
Learn to enjoy what’s right in front of me
Looking for the one isn’t all fun
Thought it was fun drinking every day
Know it’s cliché
But it doesn't pay..
All I know
The trouble is
I don't want a woman to save me
What I need is standin’ right in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I just need the woman standin’ in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Life's so good every day I can see
Something wonderful lookin’ back at me
Don't really know how
But I embraced the now
Every moment missed is something great
It’s right in front of us, have a little faith
Come-on, don't’ make life too tough
Take a moment to enjoy, it’s really great stuff
It’s great stuff
Looking for the one isn’t all fun
Thought it was fun drinking every day
Know it’s cliché
But it doesn't pay..
All I know
The trouble is
I don't want a woman to save me
What I need is standin’ right in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
She’s standin’ right in front of me..
Going to try
To be the best me I can be
And know the reason why
All my life
Looking for the one isn’t all fun
Thought it was fun drinking every day
I Know it’s cliché
But it doesn't pay...
All I know
The trouble is
I don't want a woman to save me
What I need is standin’ right in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I just need the woman standin’ in front of me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I had a troubling dream one night, sweet Lady Liberty, shining bright
Standing proud in quiet grace, yet tears were streaming down her face
A country's strength lies in its folks, yet we oft' elect these proxy jokes
Vain leaders who pledge loyalty to wealth gained, not democracy
It makes no difference what's their side, the gulf between is far too wide
Wasting time with pointing fingers ... progress dies, corruption lingers
Their puerile quarrels make no sense - smoke screens for stark negligence
They CAN see paths to compromise, but only for those OTHER guys
And while they claim that all is well, our blessed country goes to hell
The peoples' voices, shot and skinned, while hope hangs twisting ...
In unchanged wind.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "It Really Gets Me Going" Poetry Contest, Kevin Shaw, Judge & Sponsor.
Some silences have many nooks of tears
That lay the corpse of angst upon old weeds
As grasses hide a vulnerable face
To harbor grief...wrestling among lost stars.
And I hold comfort in my guarded place,
Ensnaring those who dare enter cracked walls
On threadbare hours... face of betrayal looms
While heart torn splatters, needing cold retreat.
Quietly wasting time that peels ached nights
I hang upon clotheslines of empty winds ,
Numbing the senses as I lose the spark of dreams
Until tenor of pained silence roars...again.
Before an altar of thorns where love fades
On candles drifting to light my emptiness;
Nail of silence pierces this face now grim
Where bleeding hour reaches a destined tomb.
Loneliness Contest Of Frank H.
by nette onclaud
How fragile, this life.
Every second that passes by,
I soar closer to the sky.
I know not my place, or why,
still I need her by my side.
For if the stars could speak,
I’d climb higher to the peaks.
I’d go to hear them sing,
the song of her and me.
As no matter what is certain,
or how much right now I’m hurting,
there beyond the curtains,
our love is written long.
What it is and was before,
still shakes me to my core.
Though I am her, never more,
one so lost and torn.
I know her smile within.
I know I’m made to sin,
but my chest is so, so thin
and the sun seems burns way too near.
Now read these lines my dear,
I know them, all your fears.
The hurt and pain you feel,
seem way too big and real.
But be brave just one more time,
for each day is precious lines
burning all so fast and I’m,
asking God for one more life.
For I’d trade my name and lonely mind,
to hold you, in my eyes all my nights,
for we both too tall with too much pride
and both now wasting time.
Yes, eternity, can’t begin to satisfy,
the yearning for your precious smile.
If I lived with you one hundred lives,
I’d beg each God, for one more fight.
Time on my mind
So much left behind
Life stuck in rewind
Doing my best
Trying pass life's test
As I bumble my way
Through each day
Learning as I go
Because I wish to know
If it was even worth the battle
My bones now rattle
The bodies way to tattle
Of choices wrongly made
Hoping to make the grade
Nothing was ever meant to last
Time starts moving so fast
Life's a blast
Sad
Glad
Mad
Different aspects of one emotion
Depends on the notion
The eye
Never sees a lie
But the heart
Falls apart
Always seeking a new start
But wants it to begin the same way
Wake up it is the same day
Find something new to say
The rose
Seeks a nose
So you pluck it up to die
Take a moment to cry
Beauty wasted
It's gift you tasted
Then tossed aside
It's beauty it couldn't hide
Worlds collide
So much left to say
Just not today
Mind resting
Failing all the testing
Words running loose
Which words to choose
Which to let go
Just to grow
You never know
All these words I find
Floating around in my mind
My crazy mayhaps
I'll take a relapse
Reality I try to grasp a hold
But it always starts to fold
So I have been told
Wasting time
In some rhyme
It doesn't cost a dime
Playing with some word
Never to be heard
This is life after death, after life
Death during life
Losing time, wasting time, spending time
Time after time
So Cyndi Lauper says
I was in Kindergarten on the school bus staring out the window the first time that song played in my head
This was the birth of my introspection
I wanted someone to find me
I had looked around all the corners
I didn't know who I was missing
But I wanted it to be someone who could save me
My little legs danced up the steps to the State Hospital
To see my mother clothed in white
In the building were white walls, white floors, white sheets
Silent Screams of those who were lost and confused
Trapped in a world they didn't fit in
This scene a puzzle piece in my destruction
a fear that didn't reach its destination on time
The nightmares that I fought
Sometimes genetic terrors skip one generation
This pain that plagues me
The poisoned fruit hanging on my family tree
Dear Life, please nourish me today
On an aching morn tired and tedious soften mv wind with scents of vanilla tea and baked pages from a magazine's tray. The cloud too near molds a destitute face.
A mirror of darkened. twisted hair
and wrinkled brows veil my skin
much older than the antique chair...
Wasting time on a lease
without solace in blowing circles
of morning breeze that cannot hear
the raging wire and chimes in my head.
A trembling wail crushes a broken bell
like barn owl's tenor
Say something, speak to me
upon this chilled midnight---
The one I hunger for doesn't answer or reply
Vanilla tea melts my tears in pain.
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Originally Written 7.17.2016
Resubmitted 11.18.2017
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