Thursday, March 5, 2009

Poetry Vol 123

Something Happens
Something happens every time I'm with you
Something only your friendship can do
When my spirit is consumed in depression
Only your company puts it in regression
As long as I can know that you do care
There's very little I cannot bear
I do not fear this being within your capability
Because I know you would not abuse the responsibility

Something Heartfelt
The fleshly rose that glows when you grin
Does something to me within
I feel something heartfelt
Like the ice in my veins begin to melt
A cold lonely mountain revived in the morning spring sun
You've done what I feared could never be done
But when the moon arrives so does the frost
And everything you've done for me is lost
Only a memory and a hope to see you tomorrow
Allows tolerance to get through this sorrow
Until then I'll pretend everything is alright
Dreaming of a world where we're united tonight

So Humbled

Any joy lost could be gained again
Except if I lose you as a friend
Pardon if my rhymes aren't perfect
They don't mean to imply inspirational defect
But you showed progress can come without restraint
Your friendship has come without fear, anxiety or any complaint
No time I spend with you ends up in strife
You are my first shot at love and even more my second shot at life
There is only one fear in something so near perfection
That time and space might naturally erode our connection
So I seek you out to show appreciation
To serve as our emotional protection

Volume 122 of Poetry

Words Of Love
Words of love
Will get you a push and a shove
If you talk to those who judge and hate
Or if you speak with those who won't relate
But don't let that make you grow cold
Because if you keep searching for a heart of gold
You will find one fluent in the language of love
A Blessing from the Lord Above

The Crisis
The abused child
Teens going wild
Spousal beating
Spousal cheating
Girls start drinking
Girls stop thinking
Runaway youth
Distorted truth
Religious war
That glorify gore
Minority haters
Gun law violators
Teens pushed by thugs
As teens push the drugs
The unsolved caper
Of the date raper
Mom is going ballistic
It seems unrealistic
But everything named is just a statistic

Scared
Laying down in my fear
Thinking my end is near
Nothing to do but to ache in my pain
Until I have risen healthy again

A total of 121 Poetry Posts

Panic
Panic is on the grow
The source of which I do not know
Struck motionless in a world on the go
I'll be knocked down on the very next blow

Racing
Going insane
Living in the fast lane
Traveling faster than a jet plane
Nothing to lose everything to gain
Gotta keep moving fast
Trying to get out of the past
Hoping my failures won't last
Trying to age in a blast

Sold Out
An artist with power over the masses carries a curse
They become a cash cow milked dry
Then they are a beaten dead horse
No longer a visionary just a fad
Just an emotional prostitute
Then a jingle in a commercial ad

Volume 120 Poetry

Idle Dreams II
I spend my life chasing idle dreams
Wading through the harsh torrents of the stream
Tripping over rocks from running too fast
On a pointless race I come in last

Misery
Sitting alone looking at the world around me
Trapped on either side of the telescope is misery
I look at the, laughing and playing all day
All of them sinning in every way
I know to be like them isn't worth any of it
For I know what you give is all that you ever get
But on my side there is nobody here
Except for me, my sadness and my jeer
Over there is hate and oppression
With me is only my depression
I sit here alone while they laugh at me
They don't care about others misery
I do not know why I suffer from oppression
Or why I am put alone in isolation
I don't know why I have to put up with them
The light of my hope is growing quickly dim
Whoever invented prejudice
Should try to live like this
To run and hide and live like me
Could that jerk live with my misery
Now here's a new idea opposite of hate
Love each other before it's too late
You got to turn this ship around
Before it wrecks to the ground

Cries Of Freedom
Chained to the wall
Screaming down the hall
But no one hears my call
If I can't liberate myself no one can at all