binary self-will
I could never quite do it
leaving escape clause
in analogue equation
go with 1, just once, all-in
Categories:
self will, angst, anxiety, depression,
Form: Tanka
*TAINTED*
Butterfly, spread your wings to stair my womb
When everything said my life will end
Unbothered yet growing with love
Your posture like a queen, my sorrow, your Joy
Happy to see the world, while I birth you in pain
When heads popped out yours was dangling legs
Oh! My little feeble
Wonders from my praises
Detail, growth is inevitable
How my bosom missed your whispers
Promise, to live untainted
Save your sanity from all Adams
Bats of divers colours stalks like Leopard
Pounds on their prey, when life is as sweet as honey
Oh! My sainted gift
Discern the gifts From mortal beings
My Gold, I blew the chance and soiled the linen
I'm hunted, choking for breath
Fear becomes my companion
For the days, when my hidden self will bloom
This eagle's beak and sworded claws
Will pierce my heart for all to see
Oh! Arise, you mothering life
Save your womb from painful cries
Categories:
self will, birth, blessing, corruption, heartbroken,
Form: Free verse
“The power of the will is a fire
That lies not outside, but within oneself.” By author
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Power of the Will
When fate has dealt us severe hammer blows
And the sun is veiled for days in a row,
When dark clouds shroud our mind with dull despair
And strings of sturdy storms lay our soul bare
Let us call on the power of the will
To infuse in us stern strength to stand still;
A sincere sister of perseverance
Deep from the self, will power draws its sense
And within us eternally resides
As a fire to forge ahead that presides
Over the part we play to reach our goals
Without staining with soil our sacred soul.
Categories:
self will, appreciation, fate, life, power,
Form: Rhyme
fly away self-will
fly to the hindermost
fly out of return reach
beyond being in control.
beyond wanting to be heard
beyond demanding to teach
come Spirit of God
come show me your way
come work through non-speech
in fervent passion
in humble attitude
in honesty heard
thou my one wisdom
thou my one restraint
thou my one Lord
one in timely thought
one in doing deeds
one with or without words
Categories:
self will, 11th grade, silence, soulmate,
Form: Tercet
Be not afraid to love me.
It'll be like playing with a ouija.
Excuse me while I hold this moment in time.
This sigil into grime.
This love is taboo.
I can turn you a shade of blue.
My shadow self will get another life.
If I make you my wife.
I want to be your final wish.
Any doubts, I will squish.
To kill the heart that cared.
Love me, don't be scared.
In the dark, we'll find our light,
Two souls entwined, taking flight.
With every whisper, every sigh,
Our love will reach the sky.
Together, we'll defy the night,
And make our wrongs feel right.
So take my hand, and don't let go,
For in this love, we'll grow.
Categories:
self will, angel,
Form: Free verse
Knelt down by the graves
Of every self I've laid to rest
Listening as their ghosts whisper by name
I hear myself in all of them,
to this I can attest;
I am no different
but I am no longer the same
Made an off offering of rosemary,
a promise to remember;
One day I'll grow the grass as green as they,
and some newer self will kneel here,
in a far off late December;
Knowing that she bloomed from my decay
Knelt down by the graves
to pay the changes my respect;
With my knees covered in dirt,
my soul is clean
For all my ghosts stand hand in hand;
every before with who came next
I am only who I am,
because of who I've been
Categories:
self will, growth,
Form: Rhyme
O God
There is no denying,
We have crossed the line.
O God
Enable us to take the time,
To find a way to redefined.
To find a way to rewind.
To approach with a rational mind.
O God
Who knows what we might find?
O God
Help us to unlock the chains that bind.
Like rain, may your grace descend.
May your showers blow on us like the wind.
May our self- will be broken until we see only thine.
O God
Surely, we have descended into the debts of sin.
Like the sea rushing to the shore, revive us Lord, heal and restore.
Categories:
self will, god, prayer,
Form: Rhyme
I am hopeful that my future self will learn to be honest
I have strived for honesty my whole life,
but when mental illness hit very close to home,
it became easier to just lie.
I am somewhat ashamed to admit that the last several years,
when people would ask me how I am doing, my pat answer
was "I am fine" Or "I am good" despite the fact that
it felt like my life was collapsing around me
Mental Illness is hard on the person suffering, but it is
also hard on the family members because often
it is difficult to know what to do to help
and pushing just makes things worse
I am proud that I have educated myself on mental illness
and the resources available in my area. But, I do want
to be more honest with others and share what I have experienced
Because someone else may need to hear what I have to say.
Categories:
self will, hope, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
Change
Its sudden
You're having fun one moment then
Your world turns round
You're flipped upside-down
You don’t know what’s happening
It's like you don’t know anything
It's like you’re spinning in a tornado to oz
You need a pause
Spinning, spinning
You don’t know what to do
You all just want it to be through
You fight and struggle out of its bond
But it is quite fond
You take a pause
Take a breath
You look around calculating
That’s it!
You've got the answer
Do not fight change, embrace it at its most
Or else your old self will be nothing more than a ghost
Embrace that you change
It might be a little strange
Embrace it tightly
It will take you to magical places
Help you meet wonderful unknown faces
It will take you everywhere
It controls you
As you do it
Categories:
self will, change,
Form: Rhyme
Today I’m thankful for routines
Because if part of my routine is doing something
healthy…
for me…
that I adore…
Then I’ll be doing something today…
my future self will thank me for
Categories:
self will, life,
Form: Rhyme
One day joy herein will not be found
Your sound mind will become unsound
Your friends will no longer be around
Your body weak will long for the ground
One day the beauty you admire will fade
And the ugliness you dislike will pervade
Your rich mansions the poor will invade
Your glowing skin will be for the mortician's pomade
One day the eyes that long to see shall close
The hands that long to acquire will lose
The legs that long to walk will repose
The body that is always fresh will decompose
One day my name will be added the title "late"
The life I enjoy will push me out of its gate
My powerful self will helplessly lie in state
My powerful name will be on the cemetery's slate
One day from my position I will be put away
Another in that position would be meant to stay
As mighty as I am I will laid in the dirtiest clay
As handsome as I am I will be made to decay
One day even my grave will be wiped out
For time carries no one about
On my grave grasses and weeds will sprout
On it birds and animals will gather to shout
Categories:
self will, absence, death, obituary, world,
Form: Rhyme
Our luminous Self will always remain ~
Yet to see the light, we must cleanse heart’s stain
23-March-2023
Categories:
self will, spiritual,
Form: Couplet
Fear of self will kill the mind- what greater things we see.
I myself, another kind- can hardly hush the beast.
How I wonder what will be and what will come to past.
I can tell you honestly those questions aren't asked.
Fear of self is not what will- my fear lies in what was.
I ask myself why am I ugly? Why have I little love?
Why do I fear who I once was? Why am I much afraid?
Suppose maybe it wasn't me and not the mess I made..
It was another took my life and turned it into shame.
Born a child of beauty- a stranger made me lame.
Now I lament my physical for it deceives the eye.
Inside I am a child of turmoil, an unforgotten sigh.
Categories:
self will, abuse, allegory, analogy, bereavement,
Form: Rhyme
No less cold, nor less hot
And yet, in my day
What had induced, more so
Outward facing joy.
Dragged off from did annoy
As deflect away.
Nothing can thwart a child!
True now. Truer then!
And let me now tell you
Of such a self will.
Air froze, air fused, and still
A door flew open.
Categories:
self will, childhood,
Form: Rhyme
Give me a smile, that I may build on your assurance,
Kiss me, that I may have to thy kind heart entrance,
Love me less, and see how tumultuous life could be,
Give thy command, and see my loyalty to thee.
In thine absence, mine heart cannot from thee depart;
A moment's departure would rend my world apart.
I recall that very day I beheld thy face;
A lasting memory I will forever retrace.
That Sunday when thine eyes did my emotions disarm;
The day mine heart responded to thy Love's alarm,
The day you sat upon mine heart's epicentre,
To govern my feelings from their very centre.
Josephine my love, I bequeath my self-will to thee,
Let me thy world share, and make thine own tumults mine,
And come in to my own world, for all I have is thine.
Categories:
self will, history, love,
Form: Rhyme
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