This old lighthouse wants to say,
about the cold clouds of gray.
When it rained all night and day,
with the keeper wanting to pray.
Then the sun would come out to play,
making the blue sea a pretty highway.
This old lighthouse saw many ships,
some sailed by and some smashed like a souffle.
Sailing by were many birds of prey,
telling the old lighthouse it was like a cast away.
Old lighthouse even on Christmas day,
I can not getaway.
For the old lighthouse and keeper was it judgment day?
Why did the keeper want to stay?
Why not just run away?
The keeper knew he could not leave ~ no way,
telling God they both were not a runway.
An early ship that set out to steer,
Not too far, not too near.
Stuck in the between, amidst the fear,
Battling those waves striking with shear.
Never too late to turn back and leave,
With the skies all dark and plainly heave.
But that ship - too firm to grieve,
Waiting for the waves to slowly cleave.
The waves calmed down in pastels of blues,
Drifting away those dark coastal hues.
Paving the way while leaving some clues,
For that ship to sail and find its muse.
The beats of rhymes,
Are more than crime.
People always suspect,
All those who respect.
Some people don't stand,
By it's on motherland.
The flower that had withered,
But still no one figured.
The heart which is failed,
Because once it was sailed.
Not always the diaster,
Distroys one's laughter.
A evening,sun-set,
For sun isn't a regret.
The moon's dark stain,
Doesn't give it pain.
How long the earth,
Could bear the truth.
Because in the end,
The same will be the trend.
Thou hast knocked
thrown thy rocks
at my window
Perhaps open heart surgery
a sharp tool required
to get thru decades of barricades
the ship that sailed is docking
the mutiny so long ago
The day my heart
Was wounded and died,
I was the only one
Who noticed or cried.
No one else seen
The battle it fought
With all the sadness
Your leaving brought.
It happened in
The middle of the night.
My heart tried to
Put up a good fight,
But it was surprised
And completely overrun.
My heart did everything
That could've been done,
But it wasn't enough.
In the end it failed
And into the afterlife
My heart sailed.
The night submitted to me as it celebrated my weakness,
selflessly we shared sorrow,
poisonous tears flowed from the pupil of my eye,
I curse my reflection in the glass of the balcony door,
my weakness I strengthen with pain,
the laughter from the apartment next door
admonishes and suffocates,
it testifies to the solitude among four eerily walls
grieve with me,
there is nothing left of me,
only a sinful soul along with tired body,
and the skin destroyed by the corrosive rains.
the voices of the underworld are calling my name,
they echo the letters in the order they were born,
words of prayer laced with your name slide down my lips,
they crawled inside me and created an internal storm,
on my body are written the names
of all the victims of my internal wars,
how many times have you killed me
and brought me back to life,
immortality became my mortal sin.
We sailed the seven seas with vinegar in our brains
Singing ingrained sea chanties, with repeating refrains
We did not eat oatmeal, the rats ate all of our grains
We were proud persnickety pirates, there were no kinds of chains
Our parents tried to coax us out of the sea and the rains
But we were determined to make our way past the Great Plains.
We sailed upstream, singing our loud repeating refrains
Did not stop until we got to a whirlpool that changed our lanes.
What are you hoping to accomplish? Can we send you some planes?
Called out our grandparents, who had difficulty with their restrains.
Sorry, we yelled back, singing with gusto our repeating refrains.
But we are sailing the seven seas with vinegar in our brains.
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
Shaking his head, following her voice as it trailed
He smiles to himself, ’give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
It was love at first sight, the surround greyed and paled
Spotting this electric eccentric, dancing in the rain
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
As time flowed by, he knew how they’d not failed
He is her best friend through all; hysterical laughter to anguish and pain
He smiles to himself, ‘give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
She loves him wholehearted, though never been veiled
On the news of their daughter, he’d tried proposing, in vain
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
Now soo much older, their matured rich love haled
She is both bubbly and light, and a grumpy old pain
He smiles to himself, “give it time’, hew knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
She turns to face him, happy laughter regaled
He takes her hand, “So about that sword cane…”
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
He smiles to himself, ‘give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
Contest: Third-Person Villanelle Poetry Contest
Hosted by: L.Milton Hankins
Date: 23.11.2022
Applauding sun’s halo~ inspiring, rewarding,
Mindfully I rise with the ebullient awakening
Letting soul enliven while robins are singing
And horizon crimson glimmers in dawning.
I hold time still for the blossoms of spring,
Rivers that burble sprucing green prairies
And blue tides bouncing summer’s revelry
And resplendent dazzle of autumnal leaves.
Every memento of love I treasure in delight,
In embrace of family, I cheer life sublime
Rejoicing when I sense success in their eyes
Celebrating milestones of things done right.
Realizing I own a mere fraction of eternity
Elated I feel holding just a speck of infinity
Succeeding more often than failing or quitting
Coping resolutely with poor hand of destiny.
I shun nightmares, choosing dreams of night
Lifting troubled mind when grief occupies,
When darkness rules, I invoke moonlit skies
And paint on visage of hope blissful smiles.
I yearn not for the ships that already sailed,
Regret not having tried the conquests I failed,
But I chase prospects of aspirations deferred
Yet, remain focused on things that matter.
July 20, 2021
Placed 1st: Motivation poetry contest
Sponsor: Shreya LN
We opted to talk,
Disparities to dissolve,
Our problems to solve,
And went out on walk—
Not hands-locked as was before,
Heart’s feelings to pour,
Way out seemed no nigh
When words tied into tight knots,
Morrows, a sad sigh,
Life, like unfilled dots,
It all ended in silence,
Though with resilience,
We knew not at once,
But life’s ship had reached home-shore,
And back as before,
When we’d arrived home,
Eureka, all roads reached Rome,
Silence our life bailed,
When everything failed,
Ah silence had onward sailed,
We under same dome!
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Musings |05.06.2021|
Poet’s note: As a pause is in poetry, in-between notes of a melody, so is silence in social chemistry. When words fail, silence seems to sail. It is in silence that two broken hearts meet and beat together. Each stanza here looks like a Haiku, but only so appears.
The seven seas sailed,
the high mountains have been climbed...
the softest lips kissed!
Childhood dreams on paper boats
swam in the wake of silk swans.
Torrent of time on life stream
carried them to sunset sea.
With twilight wind on thrashed sail,
I glide beyond seven seas,
where bay of bliss anchors soul.
May 16, 2020
Syllable count : 7 each line
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Theme Chosen : Paper Boats
Contest : Finish Line In Seven
Sponsor : Nette Onclaud
Once I sailed the Oceans,
braving the blue cold water
like a restless young shark,
sea monsters meant naught
and mermaids sang to me....
Once I flew thru the Skies
freer than any eagle could,
seeing the world below
as heaven laid out for me
while I soared and soared....
Once I walked the Earth,
a small giant, a large grin,
as men stepped back
and women came forward....
But now Time's tempered
my once hot iron and cooled
my fevered brain, and God
has wrung me inside out
till my soul shone its brilliance
and I hid my old face in shame,
in shame, in shame....
Heaven and Hell are both gifts,
now I can see, fruit of the same tree,
the one Adam, Eve were told to flee....
And God gives so much, so much, and
so many chances, so many, many chances....
From the safe little window in the building up high,
She could see the smoke drift away,
And looked at the four walls her life had become,
And decided she could no longer stay,
So she escaped to the plaza of people with lives,
Smelt all the jams, coffee, the bread,
And put on her blindfold and scattered her thoughts,
To begin a new journey instead,
Now blinded away her vision was clear,
To reach the ferry boat to depart,
And go where the smoke of the ship sails to,
To chase all the love in her heart,
Once on the boat her blindfold held tight,
She knew what she wanted to see,
And that was the passion stirring deep down,
The thrill in the chase to be free.
though that ship had sailed ~ was my ship
I'm standing on the dock, still watching
with a mixture of sad feelings
which exist inside my lonely heart
thoughts meanders throughout my head
one of those thoughts I have come to know
now, I have the what it's ~ what if
I had met her twenty years ago
our lives might have been different
I would love her as she would love me
living our lives to the fullest
respecting each other everyday
though that ship had sailed, we have not
this friendship goes far beyond friendship
a love does exist between us
as friends who will love cause they are friends
we simply are the best soulmates
forever and always her and I
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