It can go either way
But it cannot be either way
The ways of opportunities
Or the numerous possibilities
Continuous halls and doors to roam
through life collectively and alone
Knock. Knock.
Who's there?
Capacity and Limitations.
May we come in?
No thank you. I like my present company.
Come and visit with me once you have passed through all the other doors and halls a trillion times a trillion times moreso.
I'll be staying right here either way.
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 8:45 PM UTC
In elementary school my favorite part of recess was balancing on a teeter totter talking with a friend.
I don't remember our conversations anymore but I often picture us crossed legged or legs dangling balancing opposite of each other.
Over two decades have passed since those days and I find that I still aim to sit or stand relatively balanced.
On this teeter totter I now play on in the recesses of my memory a loud and obnoxious boy comes to upheave me from my post.
As the years go by the person attempting to knock me off my station changes.
I long for a companion to sit with me and just balance. To be engaged with me in a silent communication.
I long for a counter balance to lighten me when I become too heavy and to strengthen me when I become too weak.
And I yearn for a partner that can dance with me along the thin board of this teeter totter, completely in tune with the patterns and motions of each other in a splendid harmony.
Falling off the teeter totter one too many times. I no longer trust others to maintain the balance I am seeking. Maybe this is why engagement has become so frightening.
Nov 17, 2020
Nov 17, 2020 at 11:03 AM UTC
I cannot say that we were ever really close.
We knew each other sure.
When the door was locked and closed.
Careful not to say your name because of its allure.
In your absence another I have chose.
Now time has taken us a world away.
Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 1:15 AM UTC
I lost touch with you
I lost sight of you
I lost the sounds of you
I lost lessons taught by you
I thought I won by losing you
I was wrong by losing you
I lost
Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 12:26 AM UTC
Dear ex lover
Whom I loved before
I miss you daily more and more
But I can't tell you that's for sure
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 3:19 PM UTC
Am I the cancer
eating you from the inside out?
Am I your frustration
that manifests as gout?
Am I the cause for when you shout
or the reason for why you pout?
Do you have no control over your
thoughts or your tongue?
Do you know how much poison
into the air you have flung?
I am not the one to blame for your actions.
I am not your frustration.
I am not the cancer.
I am the part of you that you call daughter.
I am the baby you knew of the moment of conception.
I am the infant that giggled and smiled at you unconditionally.
I am the little girl that sought you for protection.
I am the young lady that needed lessons to learn.
I am the woman inspired by the woman that raised you.
I am the adult that was influenced by your good and bad examples.
I am the part of you that you call daughter.
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 8:25 PM UTC
I’m a little white package engineered to get lit
encased in plastic till its time for the composition to hit
packed with quick jabs and hard punches in every word
I make sure they don't fall short of a knock out encore.
can't have rhymes ringing the bell like “ah...heh heh hello
i need your permission to enter in
forget that noise I don’t need anybody’s invitation
I’m here to signal others to join a mission
listen while you can to this call of ambition
or fall behind this move of dissemination
you’ll be left in the dust piecing together
the opportunities missed to rise above the herd
futile attempts to eclipse the masses
speaking the same disdain of placement in status
The time is now it’s ticking away
tune in and listen or meet the dismay
today will be the test of victory or defeat
Get off your ***** and stand up on your feet.
~S.M.S
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC
I have been seeing multifaced people I wish to be multifaceted souls. and I have been hearing swarms of whispers rasping away at any ear dull enough so its suggestions can infiltrate and not be discerned. back alleys and hallways; closed quarter affairs. people ruled by a force they think is their own best interest. suffering from their very lusts.
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 11:52 PM UTC
thoughts overflow of
memories and decisions.
Past Present Future.
I fill my nights with hopes and dreams
while my days delight with children laughing
I leave them for an hour or two
Return to shouts of mama! And "I love you's"
Not every day is easy or blissfully secure
But every day is worth more and more.
Although I feel my family is incomplete
There is nothing in this world in which I can compete.
So we read
We learn
Laugh and play
And say sweet dreams at the end of the day.
~S.M.S
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 12:29 AM UTC
Words failed to elicite
Tangible trust
Reliance on hope
Became a must
The actions spoke
Of indecisive cowardice
Flaunting false pride
In self righteousness
The heart aches
Bearing weight measured
Slowly relieved by tears
And simple pleasures
Demons taunting
"Give us your life"
Angels gathered shouting
"Take hold of your life"
The ground readily waits to consume mere mortals flesh
The heavens prepare and rejoice when the soul takes solace
Eternal life or eternal death?
Excruciating to be anticipating
An unpleasant existence
Warring between the two
Steady the powers inside
Alignment and balance is key
Otherwise they're let loose
everyone becomes prey
Disorder, chaos, havoc, panicked fray
Where did all their "knowledge and intelligence" go?
Actions to reactions or reactions to actions
There will be an end to it all
At some point in time.
~S.M.S
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 12:55 AM UTC