My heart is so tired
I need a place to rest now
To unwind myself.
Categories:
tiresome, engagement, feelings, heart, perspective,
Form: Senryu
I Have Drank Deep Woes Of Tiresome Heartbreak
I have drank deep woes of tiresome heartbreak
supped dark wormwood of Fate's poison trees
attempted to love just for loving's sake
drown myself in sorrow's of empty seas.
Blessed golden day poetry found me.
For its sweet gifts have truly set me free.
I climbed mountains that rose forever
walked deserts and laughed at dying thirst
but in my Life I have sworn to never
beg for winter's harsh cold nor be the first!
Blessed golden day poetry found me.
For its sweet gifts have truly set me free.
I have through paradise a time once trod
sat on its rainbow singing out of key
swore to truly love before man and God
angel that broke my chains to set me free
Blessed golden day poetry found me.
For its sweet gifts have truly set me free.
I have lived within shadows that mourn
roped a bronc and stole many a girl
been between life and death wickedly torn
in battles victory's flags unfurled.
Blessed golden day poetry found me.
For its sweet gifts have truly set me free.
Robert J. Lindley, 12-14-2019
Rhyme, ( Giving Thanks For Poetry's Many Fine Blessings)
Categories:
tiresome, appreciation, art, character, creation,
Form: Rhyme
Day after day I’m freezing without thee
The words of love aren’t heard in endless longing
The sunset’s grey the sky’s deformed for me
The sun’s ray doesn’t touch the roof with morning.
I guess I think a lot what would I say
If you be here and I would kiss your fingers
The flowers fall at feet, admirers have to pray,
But barriers are done with your despising chillness.
The mounts and the lie are parting us
The forests hide blue sky from our vision
There is the place for two, but we will pass
It by, we were not there with mission.
You’re boring and you have to play in love
I cannot play this cruel game I’m forceless
The blood stops in my veins I’m just a half
And if it would be wine it freeze. All’s thoughtless.
I feel the pain my soul still flies ahead
You’re far from me I seize my wrath and passion
I run I won’t escape I’m glad
I love I wait that you’ll dispel depression.
Categories:
tiresome, depression, emotions, feelings, hope,
Form: Lyric
Your black eyes know about my tiresome silence
They catch temptation just like blind wolf-cub
The Deep is laughing at the Deep in violence
With roar in eyes what I will never nab.
You are in mind of mine, in dreams, in fancy
I feel the sun, the summer on my age
My dream’s for you, give caress on this racing
I fly in clouds to turn another page.
I look for love in daylight and in darkness,
Remember eyes in greatest beatitude
I see reflection and I keep my silence
Without your love in endless solitude.
Categories:
tiresome, angst, emotions, feelings, lonely,
Form: Lyric
Had a long to and fro day,
Eyes have gone weary, and heart dispirited,
Still the voyage is unfinished,
Rested in a train,
Attempting to gaze through the windows to resurrect the zeal back,
But winds up with darkness,
Which has nothing but abounding despair,
Time and again the nature bestows me with a flash of sparing light,
And therefore reminds me that there will come a day of contentment,
Which i embrace as an encrypted providence,
And rest my eyes for a night with yet another hope.
Categories:
tiresome, blessing, god, hope, journey,
Form: Prose
How is it, that such a young soul can feel so old?
Why is it that a person in their prime feels so tired?
Could there be a kind one out there who can help you out of this choke hold.
Help you wake in the morning and grace you with the ability to live.
Why is it, that such a young soul feels so old?
“Please God have mercy on my soul!”
“Please God save me from myself and give me strength!”
Again you pray but an insufficient prayer.
You fool!
Stand up tall!
Only you have control!
But it is that which worries you…
Only you have control…
Your hands shake from the thought that only you have control.
Categories:
tiresome, dark, depression, god, life,
Form: Bio
There's a multiple of routes to choose; I have to prepare soon
The 1st day of High School-- I suppose it was a lopsided beginning for me
I don't feel right in my position-- it's way too much to bear
I only have a few more weeks to move
Traffic jams my mind from driving freely-- TOO UNBEARABLE!!
How can I choose a way to release stress?
Time makes me worry--
Will I ever straighten-up my schedule?
I should talk it out...
These hardships take over-- there's no way out!
Even though I failed,
I'll place myself out of this position!
(Ha!!! Take that counselor!!)
Categories:
tiresome, funny, inspirational, time,
Form: Free verse