New confessions have come to light,
let’s leave our sins on the dance floor.
Now’s the time for a crisp encore,
we’ll push aside feeling contrite.
Walk the line keep every groove tight,
the divine path you can’t ignore.
New confessions,
make the Devil pray and take flight.
Caught in a relapse once before,
wound up all but out of favor.
A heart pumping will make room for
new confessions.
I do not understand why I cannot take up space.
I understand I'm expected to be eloquent, always filled with grace.
Perfectly positioned hair and makeup to cover up my face.
But if anything—anything—is out of place...
I'm just something to be shoved back into your crawlspace.
I do not understand why I cannot take up space...
I do not understand why I cannot take up room.
Only if you let me grow, if you let me bloom.
Something you wouldn't just push aside with a broom.
Let a woman feel, let a woman fume.
I do not understand why I cannot take up room...
Written by Lillyana Little
The night should not be a barrier,
Darkness has a door through it,
Arise and walk into the day,
Push aside the obstacles,
Unveil your mind to see the way,
Persistence will blossom the field,
Speak to the body and it will comply,
Let it be led by the right rhythm.
December 13, 2025.
Nette Onclaud,
Drop The Cliche Poetry Contest.
I could hear any music, their sensual lyrics rhyming with the beats,
Cadences rising and falling, calling my steps to sway gently,
I wonder if I will ever find a symphony that feels like it belongs to me,
To immerse myself in its rhythm, to let its harmonies lull my thoughts to sleep.
I seek that dreamy softness to bloom amidst this noise,
Its distinct melody making me aware of the heart I ignore by day,
Which I push aside in the daily tumult, lost in the rush of time,
A sound to awaken me to myself, to remind me who I am.
I hear songs at every turn I make, foreign echoes surrounding me,
But I seek that slow and gentle symphony I can call home,
A sonic refuge where silence intertwines with harmony, and my soul dances,
A place of my own, where the rhythm of life becomes a warm and eternal embrace.
To break out of complacency
To feed the fire you placed in me
To move the heart and change the mind
And let my light shine
To reach out for the maximum
That graces, I will lack for none
In searching I will always find
And let my light shine
To push aside the dark
In every human heart
And shine for all to see
The light of you in me
The doldrums bear such awful fruits
They poison right down to the roots
And pull us ways we’re not designed
But let your light shine
For down you go, but you won’t stay
He takes that gravity away
And you can leave it all behind
And let your light shine
To push aside the dark
In every human heart
And shine for all to see
The light of you in me
Every night ends with the rising of the sun!
Every night ends at the rising of the Son!
It no longer beckons as it did before,
Now it waits, just beyond the door,
Whispering softly, tempting the heart,
To accept again and play the part.
To embrace the pain, forget the cost,
Of suffering caused and what was lost.
The pull felt to give in once more,
Selfish desires shake it to it's very core.
Indifference tries to close it's heart,
But it must act, It can't depart.
Laziness will not be a guide,
It must find strength and push aside.
Discipline calls, and it must trust,
An outcast owes itself that much.
I will move the mountains,
From your shoulders to mine.
Show me your beautiful smile,
And let your uniqueness shine.
No mountain that I move will tire me,
As long as you're always around.
So you can walk a long, easy path,
Without any rocky grounds.
I'll push aside the mountain of doubt,
For you to see you beauty.
I won't stop until your smile lights the world,
I'll make that my biggest duty.
I'll split apart the mountains,
And let the vibrant rays shine in.
I'll smoothen all of the bumpy roads,
A relish in your grin.
I'll move mountains for you,
To show you the glistening sun.
Watch it set and gaze at the moon,
To remind you're number one.
I can move any mountains,
I will guide you through the path.
When things get rocky, I'll lead you through,
And you'll feel my cozy wrath.
Everest is nothing on me,
And your struggles won't climb through.
I will take you on a life-long journey,
And show my empathy towards you.
You help me in my trials,
You help me with my heart.
You help me with my inspiration,
You helped my laugh start.
As you walk through life don't follow the trend
Become the trend setter.
Don't follow the well trodden path that other
Have followed.
Make your own path and push aside all the obstacles
That block your way.
Become you and remain you keep your unique
Identity.
Stand out don't get sucked in to the normal.
Become the person you want to be
Not what others say you should be.
Don't be a student in life be the master
Of your own life.
“Dreams Coercing Memory”
You want cherries jubilee
with a little Krug champagne
but soft custard is just the same
when reality plays its game
by the spoonful
morphine comes
to save the day
the light changes
subtle refractions
of dreams coercing
memory
long elegant fingers
poised painted apricots
those false '70s fingernails
tremendous talons
for Tchaikovsky takeoff
gracefully shimmering
glamorously sparkling
eyes smiling, clicking keys
without fear, the notes become
a romantic Chopin mystery
pianola peddles
next to her laughs
and says with glee,
a good exercise
back then, we didn't
have the time, says
the matriarch smiling
just like a mother
come to collect
on the other side
her sister, hand on shoulders
sits next to her
a Nightingale Linnet
the number
at pianola
3
one number
most
profound
one number
devine aligned,
most hard to forget
or push aside
kept close
in Love and loved
for all eternity
this one
as 3
should never hide
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
LM/HMM/LJM
17.9.23
mlb, klb, llb
Golden Shovel
I do not think that I shall be,
the first or last, therefore will not
hesitate to find out what the
prize would be for coming in first.
But then I shall always stand by
my fellow writers, and those whom
we all know and always are the
ones ready to try something new.
Still, I am not sure if this is
the right time to have really tried
this style, so hesitate, for nor
am I sure how this will go? Yet
if I don’t give this a try, the
fact will remain for me at last
I should have made an effort to
combat a fear which may then lay
to rest the reliance on the
need to continue the same old
writing style, I could push aside.
Be not the first by whom the new is tried,
Nor yet the last to lay the old aside
Alexander Pope – An Essay on Criticism
I long to cup each flushing cheek
My palms to hold her precious face
Her lips mine also wish to seek
With gentle kisses there to place
Be clear the sky no cloud to hide
Delights my heart is plain to see
Though dreariness can push aside
Does naught to halt her mystery
Her mind a magic melting pot
Blue eyes bright, her soul reveals
A spirit that is fiery hot
How easily? My heart, she steals
To hold her close and tenderly
Beneath a dreamy moonlit sky
And when she asks, “Do you love me?”
“With all my heart”, I do reply
Dear Sadness, take your chilly air
Lonely loveless to surround
Go from me and my despair
For my true love, at last, I’ve found
I've heard some say
Life is short.
Enjoy. Enjoy.
Do enjoy while you can.
So some say:
Do the eat, drink and be merry dance
for now is here
and domani be quite questionable.
Push aside all others. They just get in the way.
Be first in line.
Ignore the poor.
What have they to do with you?
They wouldn’t be needy if they worked harder,
Right?
What? No ticket for tomorrow in your pocket?
No matter—you can always steal one.
Life is short.
Enjoy the enjoy.
However you can.
While you can.
And many a day
I’ve heard some so say,
say without the words,
say with the doing,
that just-for-me-nobody-but-me-me-ism.
So I've heard some say.
So I've watched some live.
We tend to wish away
What we are afraid to say
Hoping things improve
Magically falling into a groove
Wouldn't it be awfully nice
If we didn't have to pay the price
Only reaping the gains
Easily breaking free of chains
Although it is simple sounding
Usually leads to feeling confounding
Relentlessly racking our brains
Trying to pump positivity into our veins
There is a roadmap to get there
Need to push aside your biggest fear
Realize you can thrive in any situation
Replace doubt with determination
Starting to turn the corner
Welcome what used to be a foreigner
As roots of hope take hold
Optimism now entering the fold
Take your time to water the seeds
Graciously tending to your needs
Sprouts spring up if lead with your heart
That's when your life can really start
Sometimes we need to keep it light and fluffy
Push aside lifes woes for a while
Celebrate in the moment
With a happy heart and genuine smile
Surround yourself with positive people
Who uplift and inspire
And just for this moment in time
Joy and laughter is all thats required
...comes the force of awakening
like tenderness and fire
an intimacy that stands at the edge of new
time works differently
reshuffles life
in heart hammering excitement
invested with hope
to push aside the boundaries of impossible
two people shaped by each other's needs
drawn together in physical ease
when words shake down reserve
when touch morphs into love
sometimes tangled and knotty
like heartbreak in country music
if we just climb high enough
if we have the courage to carry on
if forgiveness transforms silence
disputes fall by the wayside
we change through loving eyes
vows that summon us forward
that never numb with age
Does the world know what it ought to cherish?
to woo a full humanity
to mend the battle scars of war
when we know a visionary change
that lives on
in the love we leave behind
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