I CANNOT SEA
A life unto of ebb & flow
The Masters seated down below
Or high above
I cannot tell
Heaven may beholden hell
My heart cries out
but I think I died
It doesn’t pound that it did before
For where I am, I am not to sure
I did not bleed, I did not scorn
Where did this rath come forlorn
I thought I’d paved the way to free
Yet here I am, alone -
I cannot sea
Except a fair few off light that dwindles
I’m thwarted & it pains me so
To just feel pain and so much woe
I cannot sea
Am I on a boat, Am I on a yacht
These memories that not be forgot
I think I know what’s happening here
It is my turn to take the steer
I never wanted it this way
But now I’m steering all the way
Until the next one, next from me
Beholds from not is from the sea
That dwindling light, passage unclear
The ebb & flow is so near
It may be your time soon to come
That pounding heart that is now done
I cannot sea
Can you see?
Slowly breaking, my heart is torn,
Steadily shaking, a new me reborn,
Cannot turn back now, I've gone way too far,
I'm taking a wrong turn allowing my heart too turn hard,
You're not gonna see it, ill never show my pain,
Your words and your insults, are just fuel to the flame,
I take it all in, cause its what feeds my anger,
Eyes wide open with my finger on the trigger
You drove me too this point,
But I never showed the signs
I pretended to be stupid,
But believe me I've never been blind
See manipulation is my weapon
Secrecy is the key
I mentally notated all the things that you done to me
Karma's about too bring its rath
You get it back too you 10 fold
Hope you really understand that karma is not forgetful
I'm sorry
You choose this path
But revenge is oh so sweet
Ksrma's taking its place here inside me,
Away, Melancholia
rhymless
life striken root
Away, Melancholia
you
dandelion sun
terrace shadow
want of want
Melancholia,
gateless fable
withheld of word
of that unwalked path
Melancholia.
you are owed no
explaination,
have no spoken rath
but still
I walk through
your time
to tell your story,
I am sorry.
Leave me.
@ ;d botm of d ;
rivr of lov !
i lie silently.waitin^&
4 u darl:on the crest;
of d inverted apple tree-
of ev nakd enticing
d snak--e charming
2 swalo den drnk
savor!#
$%&*(secret}
+_=rath of god
tribulations has troubled my path
envyness towards thyne enemies flow throu the vains of my rath
the staff has yet to part my sea to show me my path to success
loving the want to have power in my eyes now is something wanted less
giving my best, not ever givin up has got me wher i am
blocking blessings deep down makes me feel stuck like water behind a damm
strecthing out to unknown lands have only to move me around total destruction
makes the flesh take its place in repention
as the birthday of being born into the spiritual world
turns a differance in the eyes of ya peers to tears
when rememberance of past times,days,months, and years
become into exsistance while your flesh lays softly and firm
makes a person relize one day its gonna be your turn
the moon
the skies
these distant things
that have our eyes
we should adjust
our gaze
end our unjust
ways
limited
are our final days
look around
focus down
or in the earth's rath
we will drown
technology proud
egotistic and loud
our nature
to over-croud
toxic pollution
no action towards solution
the food chain needs
a new revolution
for all these years
earth met life's every need
but it can't keep up
with human greed
we'll graze it down
to the very last seed
We are coldly incomplete
We are boldly infinite
We are the many of the flawed
often foiled and cleanly clawed
We Are the human condition...
We' been betrayed and enraged
then mordantly disengaged
both sides of a twisting page
We Are the human condition...
we are the simple in complex.. in an idiots
dress
We kick republican white trash with mother
nature's rath
We are fearless fighters, yes?
yet coldly gives the button a press.
Ha!And we are lovingly unkind
to the faces of our mind
..and it makes us blind
We are the human condition
We are truth ~we are lies~ we are insane in our
despise
We are the murderer..
We kill animals of this earth
then rejouce in Our rebirth
just look to he
then give to me
~ hallelujah ~
I am a man made of stone idolizing a creature
made of bone
we are humane?
We are people
In God I trust Because it is I my God love as the flesh lust it is he who interrupts and
comes down from the heavens with such an encouraging touch but I still feel the
frustation trapped between the Lord and satans altercations while being tempted
by temptation I remain patiantly waiting for my lord and savior to come taking so for
now can we pray on that day so many chose the wrong path My God is a good God
but he is also a God of Rath! and I at times laugh but at the same time feel bad he
just gave us one task that we all seem to look past but you will see whoever not
put the Lord first comes last but whatever you do dont give up theres so much hope
and all you gotta do is let go life gets better for sure but it doesn't last forever for
sure somethings you have to endeavor like with a disease you have to wait for the
cure and nobodys really perfect but can we try to be alittle more pure a little more
sure on the next subject no need to be nervous go ahead take a trip to the surface.
I got a keyboard...
...I hope I try at this.....
....that I try and I don't stop trying....
cause that's what I do.... I sample...
...never eating more than a few bites and stopping after a good taste...
....but now Im starving... Im ready for a meal....
I am master of nothing... nothing...
I give up early because its no joy to suck at things...
...humble beginnings lead my ego to generate pain....
...pain that comes from not being better at learning...
....you know, Im much worse at learning than I used to be....
it has me feeling less than..... creating dislike....
....and the dislike of this process develops a heavy resistance...
....which overrides the gift of patience for growth because of its intensity...
....and the whole deal becomes unattractive...
....then this fresh baby passion dies under the rath of uncomfortable emotions...
....and I move on to the next trade....
...with hopes that maybe the next time that it'll be different...
...its always been this way...
...it leaves me longing...to never keep trying means to never have...
...and I haven't had.... I haven't had for a very long time...
Rocky's day for a bath
After chasing, placing
In torture chamber rath
Get him out then drying
Someone opens outside
Door; Rocky fastest thing
On four feet, look there
There he goes buggigdy, buggidy
And he ain't wear'n no clothes
Caleb three years' old
Comes running in saying
Rocky is out next to road
He's buck naked streaking
Buggidy, buggidy and he ain't
A wearin' no clothes
Down by the road front
Running to the creek streaks
Who would have thought
That he would let the whole world peek
No halter on running loose on the street
Buggidy, buggidy "The Streak"
(After reading about Deborah's contest
this is my version of "The Streak")
not entirely your fault
for trying to rule life
all wrong
something you have yet to experience
like the 300 days it would take to make this better
like the whole world showed up for your birthday with a present
watching you open them one by one
fainting from starvation
as you chew your jellybeans
and nibble on your chocolates
not entirely your fault
the demigods you created
surrounded me in a forgotten dream
trying to achieve a selfrighteous death
shape changing the manipulation
of the righteous ways to dispense my anger
shielding god from the meaning of life's rath
not entirely your fault
you being a god in training
everytime you kill me, you are the victom
going for my eye, blinded by an alphabet
good luck getting around on your unicycle
when you dont know how to ride a bike
came to rule me
with a game of blackmail
the truth can set you free
something you have stolen?
the lie that i'm not supposed to be
im not supposed to be the undeniable selfishness of your gullible god
There are too many roads,
that have lead me down it's path ---
It seems the further I journey,
the more society shows me their rath ---
So I go on into this mystery called life ---
Even though each day greets me like an ex-wife ---
Burdens do not diminish as one grows older ---
Infact trouble doubles and the public seems colder ---
When I am out and trying to have some fun ---
I run into individuals who attack like a sniper's gun ---
Not with an angry fist or an evil word ---
Rather they'll cast an evil eye, like a predatory bird ---
Relations often tell me to ignore this harrasment and pay them no mind ---
This is rather difficult when these citizens act like they are out of their mind ---
Pushing and shoving to get ahead everyday ---
Just to make enough money to live day to day ---
In the end when there is nothing left to do but die ---
Will you laugh and be at peace or scream and start to cry?
Whitey sitting innocently
Next to the bird bath
Looking so penticently
You are doing the math
Bathe, well this is a bath
Lick, scratch first stomach
Ears high turning like a rath
Now repose where are the birds
Do you suppose
Scratch, bathe wait
Repose, doze
You innocently bait
Just one dumb bird
And the feast begins
Birds are not getting the word
Need an email send
Her name was Katrina, her vegeance was wide,
hundreds of people had no where to hide.
Her hurricane winds battered the coast,
distroying what people loved the most.
Security was taken, in the blink of an eye,
leaving people helpless, many would die.
Inadequate levees broke, all was not well,
New Orleans became a living hell.
Racing water rose ever so quick,
it took the healthy and the sick.
On rooftops, where people layed,
rescue was the word our nation prayed.
Some people found it hare to defend,
slow acting officials, on whom we depend.
So many people with no where to go.
Many without possessions to show.
Hearts were opened, everyone cared,
clothes, money, and time were shared.
No one will ever forget Katrina's rath,
the day she ran her distructive path.
I wrote this 4yrs ago today in memory of
all the people who parished.
O how death is all around
O stress is only found
Bringing rath on ourselves
When the trees drop their leaves
The rose withers within'
It starts all over again
Arms rapped around knees
Out in the winter breeze
Please do not fall apart
Let me protect your heart
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