The mind is a traveller,
on an earnest quest apart,
link road to the innermost,
signpost for bold hunch,
meaning is a hazy sky,
lay-by as mere pause,
quietly we trudge in tight bands,
but never wonder why?
time doesn’t play that well,
showing few if any paths,
language can be strained,
notions, slants, angles, terms,
tangled oxymoron at risk,
stifling broad consensus,
world weary air a plague,
night shift, day shift,
life belt for the toiler,
spoken in camp phrases,
that spur to vocal fringe,
who might alter vacuums,
now passively endured
Categories:
trudge, care, courage, environment, imagery,
Form: Verse
I have a cobble stone weighing down my heart
Into the dark alleys and abbsies of lethal despair
Where i am scared and afraid that
I will be lost in the jungles of fear
With nothing to retrace my footprints
To where my soul is familiar and steady
Where i can dance in the dusty rains
And in ghastly winds with my eyes wide shut
And where worry isn't my everyday neighbour
But all that are dreams that sweep my mind
like a mist on an overcast night that disappear by day break
only to return as the night falls
To torment me with ghostly haunts of hope
I keep sinking deep into a darkening hole of worry
Hanging on a thin rope of hope
That keep thinning as i slide
Right down into the depth of helplessness
Where my hands turn into shadows that have no grip
My legs into thin pudding that cant take a step
And my thoughts scattered like small clouds that cant gather rain
My faith fading away like the sound of a passing drone
Categories:
trudge, 9th grade, depression, poverty,
Form: Free verse
Without half-hissed complaint he trudged on
Through many heat-crimsoned sands of fate, Humming sadly uncheering anthems to ease
Countless tripping odds that beset their mate.
Over slowing mounds snow-capped with chill,
He labored on across freezing heights and hill;
Yet not even beyond the homely horizon ahead
Did he espy the rest sought with a biting dread.
Faithful to the ideals in gallant soldiers' creed,
He strove on with unyielding energies and gut;
Equipped with nothing but the reassuring hope
That morn dawn's when all night's terrors shut.
Creepy trails in eerie woods eternize his walks
Into odd lands where spookiest serenity stalks.
Echoing cries devoid of soothing tears well say
Just what awful ills he saw in life's testing way.
Long trek on lone paths with gloom overcast,
Carries on oblivious of all grisly oddities past.
Categories:
trudge, anxiety, betrayal, courage,
Form: Epic
Harsh tunes of blending sorrows
Bursts from my heart with delirious bellows
Oh! Pray I shan't be turned out
When to God, my heart I open in and out.
For I have seen the other coin in pain
And returned and desire with the world to be twain.
What groove I moved to be tested and proved
By those who my heart later reproved
And the heavy weight I pulled
When vigorously the lead of sin I dragged.
Oh! That thou wouldst forgive
And grant me that which I cannot achieve
Salvation, the greatest freedom from the world
Even as I heed and obey your Word.
Categories:
trudge, forgivenessheart, heart,
Form: Sonnet