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ZenPen Mar 2015
I have visions of myself,
Dancing, Laughing, Loving.
I have visions of myself,
Screaming, Crying, Shouting.

Full of joy,
Full of regret.
Buried in depression,
Digging with obsession.

I belonged to no one,
Who belonged to everyone.
Sulking in my sorrow,
A helping hand is all I need to borrow.
I am ******* crazy. I am free. I am happy.
  Mar 2015 ZenPen
There's a thought that haunts me
In the mornings
When the sun peeks through the curtains
And it blinds me
And the coffee is burnt
So I take a morning dose of
Smoke to mute my taste buds

It haunts me at work
Where my smile is as fake
As the honey tone of my voice
But they'll believe it
And buy two for two fifty anyway
Because I've asked them oh so

It plagues me in the evening
When I've settled down with a brush
In my hand
Painting abstract strokes with
No road map
No idea where they're going
Just a current of blending colors
And lines

It strikes me at night
When I'm closing my eyes
And willing myself to sleep
Though the sheep don't run home
Because the path is drenched
In regret

That thought
Which haunts me

And itches at me

And runs laps through my mind

Is that I've never felt peace
In someone's arms

Never felt so fulfilled
To touch someone

Never had words powerful
Enough to describe it

The thought that harrows me
In all the hours I know
Is that I've never known
ZenPen Mar 2015
I'm trying to get inside my mind
But all I find are empty spaces inside
I'm trying to find the words in time
But all I see are letters spread wide

I want to share my thoughts with you
I want to show you my world too
I want to shine some light into you mind
I want to shake away all your fears

I can't find the words to tell you
My dear, I long for you to know
The beauty inside my mind
Is nothing you could ever imagine

What can I do
Life is
But you don't have a clue
  Mar 2015 ZenPen
Jamie King
The Strength of The female carrying a nation in her womb, leaders, criminal master minds and you.

Feeding clans, communities and villages, nurturing earth. Sheltering the youth, in storms of the future ahead, wiping your tears strengthening your heart again.

She is always there and has The Hands of warmth, holding you tight to lands of joy
Women are the pivots of our nations the true meaning of love the one true home within our hearts
ZenPen Mar 2015
I jump,
I light.
I gleam,
I bloom.

My palms are sweating,
My eyes are shining.
My heart is racing,
My feet are tapping.

I have one chance to show the world what I am capable of.
I have one chance to show the world months of my hard work.
I have one chance to shine in the light of my soul.
I have one chance to prove myself to the world.

I stand behind the curtain,
Listening to the crowd chanting my name.
I tell myself that there is nothing I have ever wanted more than this,
That I have everything at stake to bring me fame.

I pray I don't fail,
I pray I don't fall.
I promised myself that I would do this to prove myself worthy.
I promised myself that I would come out to the top.

The stage is bare,
The lights are sharp.
The curtains expose me,
The music begins to play.

My palm are sweating,
My eyes are shining.
My heart is racing,
My feet are tapping.

I jump,
I light.
I gleam,
I bloom.
Let the dhol drive your soul.
  Mar 2015 ZenPen
Brandi R Lowry
Saying goodbye
To someone you love
Is like reading the final page
Of an amazing book.

As the last chapter ends
You begin to notice
Just how beautiful
And perfect
The plot always was.  

You appreciate the joy
And even the pain
As you read and thumb
Through every page.

Finally understanding
The moral of the story,
You realize you've reached
The end of this journey.

Although the last sentence  
Is the most difficult to read
Another great book awaits
Once you turn the final page.

Eventually you may stumble
Upon yet another great find.
Or maybe you'll return
To the book you left behind.

You may just discover
Once all is said and done
That this particular book  
Was your favorite story
All along.
For Ty & Des ❤️
ZenPen Mar 2015
I'm leaving everything behind.
I need a peace of mind.
I'm leaping with my eyes shut, blind.
I need to redefine.

Take me to a place,
Where I can run as wild as my imagination.
I pled you mercy,
Don't take my back to the train station.
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