Rippling tide tickled in
Foaming cream embellished
frothing the creature
curiosity piloted me
toward sodden shape
kissed by eddies
bathed by ocean tears
dusted with cinnamon sand
bedecked by sea creatures
flecks of sea worn shells
I extended my hand
to brush off the grains
recoiled in horror
threw caution to wind
excised the seaweed
sheltering her nose
pale lifeless eyes
resigned to fate
fearing its pursuit
too titanic to swim
through her misery
tide flowed out
taking the flotsam
the dregs of her life
leaving no traces.
I wondered with pain
if she had drowned
but my pith
sank with certainty
suicide with the tide.
#suicide #SoddenShape #Challenge #StrongPoem
Sit on your hands if you must,
tinker not with the Real world!
You know not what It's made of
Our realm is Dream and here we
are King and Queen
We shall reign on this Parade,
revel in our own pretend!
Citing ancient wisdom from
troves of living tales retold
by Trolls and Such.
We'll be heros in the end,
Supermen in discipline!
Slaying those demonic foes
That goad real Experiments
upon our skins.
#InnerStrength #ThePowerOfPretend #SelfEducation #ThroughImagination #NoGmoEtc
pain slips through my veins,
surges through my heart
rests upon my chest,
I gaze at the stars and feel
the emptiness that you left behind
I feel hollow
I feel drained
so pointless it seems
when you're not around,
so meaningless and forced
and yet I do,
I smile through my pain
I hope through my worries
and take breaths of life
that make me go on,
I am relentless in staying afloat,
even when I drown in my past
fighting the waves,
uncertain of my future
and fearing the things that make me whole,
that make me human
because the same things that glue me together
are also tearing me apart...
I am here world
look at me,
even though I'm broken
I'm still here...
I am part of a bigger plan
that I do not comprehend,
slowly filling in the gaps
and always looking for clues
I am here world
carrying a heart
capable of fitting
all of this hot mess...
I am here world, here I am...
Do not believe the lie you're told
that none could ever have and hold
another heart for days beyond
love's first soft blush. Extend each frond
of daily life that grows to bush
without a need for self-served push;
to yield, at times is stronger still
than all demands voiced loud and shrill.
Stand side by side; love heart to heart;
endure with patience days apart
as each arrives, then passes on
beyond the missing pieces. Drawn
as deep on deep from well to cope,
to nourish, heal, confess in hope
that more is offered other's way
than longed for first. And then, just stay.
I feel strong about hatred,
and every sense of the word.
Where people kill people
just to be heard.
Where families battle,
even try to rebel.
And innocence is faint
and no one cares.
To look at me differently,
because you don't like my clothes.
To stare at me forever,
then turn and look down your nose.
You didn't give me a job,
because I know it better than you do.
You find fault with me
because they found fault in you.
You don't like my house,
Because it's too close to yours.
Yet, we live the same way and do the same chores.
We were all made to be perfect,
no matter the color, wealth, or gender.
I feel its way pass the time,
for the hatred to SURRENDER!
A Woman’s song
Destined by an angry fellow,
hastened by her Mother's bellow,
beaten back by all lifes' weather,
gagged and bound with pinching teather,
swindled, fooled, taken for granted,
forever damaged by cruel words chanted.
She stood with deep set battle scars,
and cursed the fate trapped in the stars.
For she was born for greater things,
and she would fly with broken wings.
Virtue and a woman's courage,
were strength enough for her to flourish.
I'm well aware what pain can teach
My sins are many and diverse.
I chased a dream beyond my reach.
For this, a punishment, I've not known worse.
I lie in pieces on the ground,
Gasping for breath in fragile state
Groans and whimpers the only sound
For when you're beaten bloody by the hands of fate.
Pain as dark and deep as night
Claws its way through every thought
Wounds as blinding as any light
Tell me my battles have all been fought.
Laying here, I'll soon be dead,
Another victim of the climb.
The vultures circle overhead,
Waiting patiently for their time.
But I know what they don't,
They'll starve, but I won't.
And I have nothing to fear,
Cause I'm not staying down here.
Path of the War Worn
A thousand blades glimmer in the moonlit night
Scattered around a drenched field
Handles tinted crimson from the fight
Many broken in contact with spear and shield
They lay stuck in the soft soil
Laid to rest next to their masters
Hundreds dead for the price of being loyal
The worst of manmade disasters
Some corpses decapitated
As maggots and vultures eat their fill
Respect is given to the fallen hated
Bodies stacked into wagons and buried as they warp and freeze still.
For those who return
Only two paths remain
One of a normal, peaceful, quiet life-long journ
The second filled with horror and violence until going insane.
So which is better
To forget all that has been done
And become your heart’s traitor
Or a life full of violent dreams which cannot be outrun?
Only you can decide
The laws of society which say to move on
Or that of the heart and soul that tell not be to yourself a con
So which to set do you abide?
The time to choose is now fast approaching
A life-time of decisions
On that path you are now devoting
Walk carefully my friend and avoid collisions.
There is a place that exist that is far worse than going to hell,
It's not a physical place that's an inferno of layers or jail,
It's a state in which one stumbles into part choice and part chance,
It's a place so terrible I'd prefer to ask the devil to dance,
At least in hell there is fire burning for light and people around you who suffer the same fate,
The place that's far worse has no light, and no others, and there there is no escape,
For in hell you can repent and maybe god take pity and bring you back above,
In this dark place there is return, no feelings of love,
Here you are alive yet dead, you are neither here nor there,
You try to ask for help but no one else cares,
By this time you have tried it all to stay positive and believe,
They say it can't rain forever, but now the waters so high you can't breathe,
You've exhausted all faith, prayers seem to be just left on unread,
There's no running away either, so you'd rather be dead,
It's hard for you to understand, they say you reap what you sow,
And you've planted good seeds but none seem to grow,
Instead of a great harvest you find yourself in a famine,
You contemplate why and all you were planning,
How can it be pouring rain yet nothing has grown,
You've lost everything, family, friends and your home,
Don't lose your faith, that's the one thing you'll hear,
And you keep on believing but then there goes a year,
This is when you stumble into the place for which I speak,
you've been beaten without time to recover so you now its defeat,
You can avoid this place even when you've lost all of your tangible things,
But once you lose your hope then the final bell rings,
To all of you wondering if what I'm telling is true,
I'm stuck in here now and I'm describing the view,
There is no going back for me but for you there's still time,
If I had known that losing hope sends you here, I would have never lost mine.