my brain says to itch
I meditate not to itch
mind over matter
the longer I don't
my mind is a raging mess
mind over matter
I cave in to itch
I scratch and scratch and scratch - awe
mind over matter
12-22-23
Edward Ibeh contest
If people have some sort of yearning, dissatisfaction or some itch that hasn't been scratched, it might be because they aren't looking in the right direction for a solution. They aren't looking within. ~ Russell Brand
Sometimes I need to make a switch
when things go awry, like a glitch
causing worry and makes me twitch
An unscratched itch An unscratched itch
Mindful of things I'd like to do
a new hobby I might pursue
learn to paddle my own canoe
Have a breakthrough Have a breakthrough
To satisfy my heart's desire
and ignite the spark of love's fire
I'd do whatever I require
My goals aspire My goals aspire
Scratch my itch when I've the notion
Put my ideas into motion
following through with devotion
and emotion and emotion
Folks of the suburbs sting thy heart
Tongues of mosquitos suck thy soul
Stories leak no finish nor start
The histamine I can’t control
Spreads out from cranium to my toe.
All lips kiss thy cheek for one goal.
Pictures they sow just come and go
If I did not give two sharp pins
Yet, I do. Must go with the flow
Threw all their sins into the bins
Kicked a sly snitch right in the ditch
Yet he’s still a flashback that spins
Hence, whether I’d think of the pitch
Would always be an unscratched itch.
Like uncared unfulfilled wishes creeping to the fore
Irresistible! Impossible, yet? Dilemmatic?
Shy about removing the robe that might reveal the core
Could the cut be covered with the costliest cosmetic?
Disgruntled, like a lion brooding over a lost prey
This itch turns into karma leading to endless rebirth
It becomes the root of my yokes on which I have no say
Expect I dare to scratch till stern stillness surrounds the girth.
Uprooting the weeds, forever, might be the best solution
Could we pluck out the plants because they trouble a little?
Rubbing with a hard surface might be a substitution.
Though commonality amidst these acts is mere brittle
If thirst, physical or spiritual, is timely quenched
The fulfillment of the heart will never be wrenched.
UNSCRATCHED ITCH
It is a desperate need, an unscratched itch
I must walk away and just forget the past
Like playing roulette and hoping to get rich
But it is a different kind of die that’s cast
Be it odd or even, and I don’t care which
Just ensure that one’s new life can be a blast
I cannot be left with this irritation
So this itch I’ll scratch with anticipation
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