Overloading Poems

Chips

Waiting for chips*
Hungry at noon
Vinegar, salt
Use a fork not a spoon

Eat by the sea
Where the waves are unhurried
Peas that are mushed
Sauce that is curried

Two slices of bread
A chip butty create
Overloading my buds 
Luscious carbohydrate

There are pies. There are peas
There is gravy and fish
Loading it all on your tray 
Pile it up as you wish..

Unwrap from the paper
Don't decant to a plate
'Saves washing up'
And besides it tastes great

The angels in heaven
Look downward in awe..
As the humans devour
Much of what they adore 

One of life's simple pleasures
Take a peek, there are many
Eating chips by the sea
Can't be beaten by any


Jinjagoliath 
2nd July 2023

*in the UK French fries are 'chips'

Dream Crashers

Demented hall of dream crashers 
scented thick with calamity; 
Disoriented visitors can’t bolt, 
tormented by a lack of serenity; 

Swirling thoughts sit overloading 
looming darkness calls backup; 
Beckoning for you to quit, 
forgetting idealists never give up.

Paranoia

                          Human
              terrified, inconsequential 
          hindering , declining, overloading
      Civilization, Growth, Tech, Paranoia
       expanding, progressing, upgrading  
                   focused, essential  
                       Computer.

Conscious Thoughts

My mind is overloading, so much thoughts to digest,
My mind is downloading, so much thoughts to express,
Thoughts with emotions, my heart rate beating faster 
behind the muscles of my chest,
Thoughts of repairing Mother Earth, let's mend or get 
her a new dress,
Thoughts of a world of love and peace, hate and anger 
on recess,
Thoughts of mankind uniting, putting division to rest,
Thoughts of no more bad governance, citizens distress,
Thoughts of us coming together, crime and violence let's 
fix this mess,
A conscious thought, of every single one of us, trying to 
do our very best...

A System Situation

Concentration,congregations,communications
illustrations,consultations,relations
persecutions,sanitations,punctuations,hesitation
revised,surmised,surprised in a disguise

The reality is known, system re-booted
salute, population expansions
weather changes, climates are changing
social sites exploring, overloading in errors

sharing, caring, giving back
homemade tasks, ideas forwarding
showing, make known
groups of gatherings
experiments abroad
laughing full of joy
a world, the Eagles soar

Precious moments
tender sounds
alerts notification
concentration,meditation
exercising, food preparation

In a given moment
each day is lived.


Note: The world is not waiting on time. Changes occur. Love, be of peace. Be kind. Trust in GOD. Taking one minute at a TIME.



Be safe. Stay safe.

I Saw It Coming

The sun is shining bright, but the world is dark
This pandemic has swept the world and every park
I saw it coming a couple months ago
But the preparations were lacking, and scared me so
Now, some places have come a horror show
No masks, lack of supplies, as all the cases flow
Into hospitals, overloading them day to day
I am almost speechless, trying to find words to say
It's so overwhelming to see the widespread impact
In so many areas, so many closings are a fact
We are fighting for our lives, trying to stay inside
I'm looking in my yard, even the animals seem to hide
All I can do is pray with my heart, as it breaks
Wishing I could do more, as I'm doing what it takes...
                        -    To survive.   -

Heidi Sands

3/21/20

Soldier's 4th of July

He sits on the edge of the hill
his abode from a society
that shattered his dreams

he can hear the echo of thunder
in the valley below
see bombs of color burst all around
as he looks for a place to take cover

his mind is cocked
and fully loaded
he knows the constitution well
the second amendment
his right to bear arms
and his hopes of survival

he sees the tallies of bodies
of those that have fallen before him
as he crawls on the ground
like a lioness on the prowl
unaware the war has ended
through dissociation
of past and present

he sees the same scene
over and over in his mind
mines exploding,
soldiers imploding
planes offloading
guns reloading
his thoughts overloading

he lapses back
to the current moment
as the grand finale ends
and silence falls

the only sensual touch he knows
is from his faithful dog
who remains by his side
he pets his head
towers to his feet
as he wipes a tear
from his face


july 6 2019
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Rythmic Interchange

I can't tell you what to think,
for your thoughts are 
exclusively yours,
and they are elusive. 
They come and go as they please.
With it's complexities,
It comes whenever it likes, 
overloading your head 
with it's multiple waves to create 
and recreate your being. 
It's rhythmic interchange 
balances everything concerning you. 
I cannot tell you how or what to feel,
your feelings are exclusively yours. 
Both your thoughts and your feelings 
are quite interwoven. 
Manifesting as emotionally motivated thoughts, 
or thoughtfully motivated emotions,
all working in synergy to bring a 
perfect union. 
The paths you walk, 
the things you do generates them. 
Only you can draw 
the map of your inner life. 
Though the understanding
 of it eludes you. 
But the path you choose to walk 
is eternally exclusively yours. 
It leads you to that place of your rebirth. 
It may be peaceful. 
Your printout may be chaos. 
This design is your very own,
created by you. 
But in all, 
only you have the power to change it, 
and make it right. 
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All rights reserved.

Mute

Love and secrets
Yearnings bottled up
Desires tangled
In thoughts in deliberations
Mute, 
A voiceless heart

The fear unrelenting
Crushing my heart
My soul
Battering my confidence,
My resolve
Rendering me impotent,
Neutered
Mute
I can only be

Simmering deep inside
A love unproclaimed
Longing to burst forth, 
Blosom.
Emotions seething
Raring to overflow,
A torrent.
Mute
I remain voiceless.

The anxiety, abounds
A thousand questions,
Unanswerable
Overloading my heart
A flood
The insecurities, petrifying
My tongue inanimate
Mute
I can only be

The emotion uncontainable
The desire, the yearning
Hammering at my heart, 
Siege.
Sweeping all away
The doubts, anxiety.
Cleansing, Exorcising
But, Mute
Can I remain?

Droplets of Tears

O tears from where art thou coming?
The traces of crimson corners of eyes
or
Pulsating emotional chambers of the heart
Which have dropped you in solitaire confinement to behold ?
Colorless,
Odorless,
Tasteless,
Are you price less too??
It is at the cost of flooding miseries
or
Hurting pains that you flow in immense stream,
or
The joy of subdued pleasure which brings you in being
Offloading baggage sometimes overloading precedences
Bring you here for us to survive.
Emotional underestimation is such a crime
We often undertake while you wash us through
@ ‘dusk’..... 

Bella Horrida Bella

Overloading contradictions
Heads to heads, fated collisions
An exchange of blows never ending 
A grim nightmare in the making.

Casualties, bodies everywhere
a surreal view of morbid lust
In the eye, a killer crosshair 
aimed with precision, death's a must.

Reflections on what future holds 
with what hands are capable of
the harmony of war unfolds
deep down below in hell's abode

Hatred breeds hatred in a loop,
an infinity with a twist
our existence all in one scoop
laid in textbook manner, its gist

Ahead reality's marble
drawn out in a fated circle
A call to arms to fill that hole?
Or rather, pray a miracle.

I Dream of Her

I dream of her
Every night I lay down underneath the cover of darkness 
I dream of her
Losing focus during the heat of day eyes open with a blank stare overloading thoughts that we might share
I dream of her
I tempt to create words that define my love for her but I can't capture words that do not exist. 
Words like intimacy, endearment, and passion
I mark them off my list because they are
Poor examples of a love such as this.
I dream of her
Our souls are related through universal phenomenons 
A cosmic connection 
I dream of her because she is pure perfection.

Poet: Soul Of A. Man

I'Ll Diet Tomorrow

Hanging clothes on your exercise bike, driving to the corner store
Taking the elevator up one floor, snacking while watching TV evermore.
Eating ice cream out of the carton, overloading the dinner plate
Eating sweets and drinking sodas, always wanting to exercise just a little more?
I'll diet tomorrow.  Hospital appointment and you get examined by a young nurse
half your age.  The dreaded words take off your shirt-no sucking in the
belly flab now.  Your fat and exposed and somewhat embarrassed.  The room is
cold and your sitting fat and old.  Professionalism is not to comment on the
subject at hand.  She's done and you race to put on your shirt blaming the
coolness of the room.  The doctor comes in and reminds you that even losing a 
few pounds will be beneficial.  On the way home you stop by a fast food drive through
and order a mega size meal for lunch with the big BIG soda.  Driving home
sucking up that bubbly sensation of sweet sinful satisfaction you make
a mental note to self.  I'll diet tomorrow.

Consumed

CONSUMED

obsessive oppressive addictions

overloading another’s afflictions

oblivion optimizing restriction









(Copyright© April 2013- Kim van Breda)

At Night

Inside me, only those
unfelt memories 
are coming, enveloping me
I feel open ,raw
Under a sheet 
Enticed to impossible senses 
overloading me
Undoing my armor
Breaking every tight
Intense secret,
Oh, my unravelling 
Hidden answers to
Everything kept inside
While over an unthinkable
Period always so evil,So intense,
pain overcomes me until morning
As light eases me, into releasing. 
Over,done until tonight

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