I do not write poems to weaken the heart,
I write the words that flow from the heart.
I believe people will understand me,
If their hearts still beat with sincerity.
I do not write on paper random things,
I bring to life the thoughts that my mind brings.
They become poems, flowing from my pen,
The voice of the poet awakens again.
I do not write for profit or gain,
Nor do I lease them out or sell my name.
Yet, within poetry, there's a sacred power,
That revives and resurrects them forever.
I write my poems with inspiration’s spark,
For truth that’s clear, unshaken, and stark.
The words left by Abai and Mukh still shine,
I carry them, unbroken, through time.
I write to stretch the lives we hold dear,
To lift the spirits and bring them near.
With poetry, Allah gave us a clear way,
To live forever, in verses that stay.
I write to soothe sorrow with kind words,
To make the wicked weep with truth unheard.
I write my poems to touch the soul,
To melt the ice, to make hearts whole!
For the sorrow that clouds my people’s days,
Who else will write if I don’t raise?
Those who my written poems never read,
They are the ones who I despise indeed.
With Gypsie Luck, My Own Weaken Steps Retrace
I walked in shy shadows leaving not a trace
dawn birthed winds carried a rose-fragrant smell
pleased, accepting what is owed, no disgrace
rivers of joyous happiness, I could not tell.
After illumination, shadow was to pass
I walk forward to find that, my paradise place
I was not born to be an ordinary lass
and with Gypsie luck, my own weaken steps retrace!
Hold this thought, the future may even more hurt bring
tho' no cloud could it powers follow to defy
and the flaming desert provides its scorpion stings
I see Gods have given me a beautiful sky.
This heart, this soul, flies forth into eternity
whilst time flies onward into its infinity
whilst hope promised me happiness and much more
and truth truly is, love promised a huge score.
Robert J. Lindley, original 1980
16 verse sonnet,
Rhyme, new 2023 Aug. 02
Note: This was as much as I could remember of an older(early 1980's) and much longer poem that was composed back then. The original was quite a bit longer.
Would it be hard to do what she wants?
Can anyone weaken her to the core?
For some people will make her feel haunted
But nothing can stop her to thrive for more
She is one of her kind
She got the aim of her solo flight
No one got the power to dethrone her
Cause she is the queen bee of her hive
Amidst the sea, through the strom
From the darkness towards the ray of hope
She wandered into the wilderness for sure
But the lost ship finally got its shore...
It is not a long length
The amount of mighty strength
I have whenever your near me
Standing on wobbly knees
Trying to get my composure
But the minute you come closer
I buckle and shake some more
My strength walking out the door
Everything that I can do
Is useless when I'm with you
Your the crazy kryptonite
That weakens me both day and night
But I can not stay away
I will risk it all to stay
In your arms don't let me go
This love keeps my inner glow
Brightly lit, not burning out
Isn't that what loves about
M-ake not faith weaken,
A-lthough the weather is vile;
R-emain firm and strong,
Y-earning to wear a smile.
J-ust keep the faith aglow,
H-aving braved the storm;
O-ne new dawn will make
Y-our heart ardent and warm.
A-llow not the faith to wane,
N-ever let it even dwindle;
D-ay twenty-second October,
A-im for the stars that twinkle.
Y-es, put your total trust in the Father in heaven;
A-s you sail the rugged sea, make not faith weaken.
out of the noon slumber
slothful and torpid
solar rays beaming
down on us
the roar of the waves
half drunk in love
high energy portals
instigating tiny desires
you are the creator of your life
breathe into your strength
strengthen your weakness
and then
weaken your strength
you will be balanced
and hence
beautiful
her wisdom was caressing
the thin air
july 12 3.47 pm
I loathe how much that i've relied on you
I decide upon change and believe it to be true
Alone, independant, I can stand up tall
Then you'll come along and down i'll fall
Twinned with another and i will grow weak
Deep and meaningful love is not what i seek
I'm already confusing, i'll complicate you
If i don't control myself, Will I make it through
Slowly I am learning, yet it still could be a lie
All i can do is hope I grow, I promise you i'll try