An Oathbound lil child
Chasing dreams wild
Unflappable in stress
Still has to deal with mess
And that mess is me
Still yearns for you to fly not flee
Imperfections meet perfections
My heart knows, you take actions
Blindness takes me over
But can't see you hover
All your hurt to me and my fortune to you
You made my love come true
My beloved enchanted
Never took you for granted
Alas! My heart is fragile
And you're a little more agile
I took it as a curse
In quiet measures it got worse
I was stuck in that black hole
Darkened with every role
But why would I let my mishandling make you suffer?
Between you and your dreams, a buffer
Your life quietly aligns
Amid me and my whines
But but but, it all got unraveled
When I made my pieces together travelled
And then comes a wave of rapture
Dew kissed my heart capture
My heart aches for all the soreness I gave thee
But now these scars sets free.
All the misfortune and evil eyes flee
And again our soul sparks glee.
New year resolutions ,
Are best made in a new suit of clothes,
With the wind behind you,
Never in front of you,
If you want to make headway,
On a new way,
To keep fun and laughter,
At the centre of every day,
And the blues in a land far far away.
penned in January 2026
Are the bells ringing?
Is the howling wind of change blowing cold and wild just outside the door?
No, the air is quiet , the world is still
The night is the same as it was before
I want to think that one star will wink at me as I stand here under the midnight sky
still trying to believe in magic of some kind
I want to close my eyes and wake up to a New Year a new heart a new life a new start
I'll toss and turn with my old self all night
Thinking about all the work that needs to be done
This is the easiest part, overwhelming ourselves
It should be harder to make promises, as hard as it is to keep them
The words should stick to our tounges , and beg for passage from our lips
Instead we declare our wishes to the world screaming our desires into existence
So many dreams end in echoes
Then silence again, until the bells ring
Until the winds of change blow cold and wild outside our doors
Till we declare our desires to the world once more
A new year has begun
Thank god 2025 is done
What a terrible year
Yet from the gloom I appear
Slightly less broken
From the explosion
That 2025 revealed
An entire narrative concealed
That needs burning to the ground
So the truth can be found
2026 is a year of consequence
For those who have shown incompetence
For those who lie and betray
You will meet your day
In court under oath
Where you will be exposed as the roach
I hope it was worth it for you
Now is not the time to be subdue
As I the broken one
Refuse to let you shun
2026 is the year for growth
A year to take back control
To become whole
To treat those who matter with kindness
And to help reveal the brightness
Within you
And make it through
2026 is a year for change
To be able to rearrange
The priorities I have forgotten
I maybe downtrodden
But I need to be able to love myself
Improve my health
And be whole again
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
the year unfolds like an
unsealed letter~
its blank pages trembling
under the weight of
resolutions.
January wakes us weary,
New resolutions pressing heavy.
Then comes February’s charm—
A month of love, or wasted calm.
We march ahead into March,
Preparing for the chill to lurch.
April brings the planting days,
As a third of the year slips away.
Hope returns with open skies,
Maybe this month—maybe May.
June arrives with quiet tunes,
We wish the world would feel okay.
Halfway through, we count our lies,
From the first month, now it's July.
August urges forward gazes—
"Next year I will be better" phrases.
September and October near,
Students start to reappear.
November brings the final test,
A nation's hopes in pencil pressed.
December rings the festive cheer,
Families gather far and near.
A tree is lit, kids dream of Santa,
While grownups smile, hiding the mantra:
"Resolutions—once again, we fail."
A new year dawns with dreams for a new beginning.
But maybe it’s not about the start—
It’s seeing clear with wiser hearts.
So pick the pieces of last year’s glass,
And pause before you drive too fast.
Make this turn a true correction—
Toward a life of deep reflection.
A resolution requires resolve
if the problem it is to solve
A week or two just won’t do
when a year’s required of you
Strength’s counsel, please admit
Little setbacks can’t make you quit
So, set your jaw, align your spine
in 365, you’ll be just fine
Read last year's diary
Ridiculous targets.
Regime for dieting
Recipes for weight loss
Resounding disaster
Reach for more chocolate!
Rip up aims for next year
Realise they're futile!
Ready for New Year flight
Redeemed souls shout blest plight
Restored hearts turn aright
Renewed* minds reach great height
Revived lives now delight
Reaching-out with faith's might
Rejoicing in God’s light
*Romans 12:2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.
December 28, 2024
2nd place, "New Chance with Pleiades for the New Year" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich; judged on 1/1/2025
I made them freely in the past--
then broke them one by one.
The hardest often didn't last
till setting of the sun:
I'll exercise an hour or more
each day and lose some weight.
I'll leave the junk food at the store
and fix a veggie plate.
I'll watch TV five hours per week
instead of five per day.
I'll find new challenges and seek
a better, brighter way.
**************************
This New Year's promise--What a gem!--
I pray won't be too trying.
This time I just resolved, to HIM,
that I would stop my lying.
Back against "The Resolution Door"
the first thing that hits you is the
depravity, then self-loathing follows
close behind. Then just when hoping
the first thought was getting better.
That you're getting the upper-hands
and there can't be too much longer.
The head goes light, as the light goes
out.
When the lights come on, reality sets
in.
Obstructed by responsibility-weighted
inside here.
Moral code aligns and then provides
possible directions.
Instincts, a natural pre-set driving
the final decision.
I'd take me with me, but only if
I'll
Let
Me.
|| Verdict? ||
Written on Mar-23-2024
No matter what I do
I am the same
I am the same little girl
all those years ago
No matter what I do
the world is still as grey
as all those years ago
New year, new me
the same insecure teenager
crying over her stale hair
Resolutions becoming unkept promises
school feeling like a second home
gone before dawn back after dusk
And tears that shed on my childhood bed
felt like it was nearly the end.
Goals for the new year that eventually disappear after the first month
New Year's resolutions are indeed must
If only you can your, confidence trust
At this time people are emotional
Not to mention, they are irrational
Foolishly make big decisions in haste
reflecting on them when that goes to waste
A never resting wheel of human hope
That we are yet to learn a way to cope
So, our tryst with destiny never ends
In life always trying to make amends
Human instinct is beyond natural
where there is nothing hope springs eternal
Some resolutions I will make this year.
I told my best friends this with a small sneer.
My friends know all too well that I'm not one
to make such promises except in fun.
The first one is that I will always eat
each day at least one thing that I find sweet,
for dieting just makes me crave food more.
Vow two is never eat stuff I abhor.
Those first two resolutions I can keep
as easily as doing them asleep.
The third one is that each day I will pet
my cats. How much easier can these get?
I'm sure I could come up with many more -
like in the bathroom always close the door
or always lick the spoon when making cake.
a hundred resolutions I could make!
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