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frustration anxiety loss and tears, anger sadness doubt and fears.
hypertension stress through all the years, cold impersonal let none near.
disloyalty seeds so much distrust, confusion or illusion decode you must.
unwise stories what is the truth, ripping away pure virtue’s own youth.
dissect like an insect what is all good, distorting reality as it very well should.
if you only all could just realize, open your minds and open your eyes, seek for the truth and repeat no lies, this is the only way all rumour dies!!!
Sometimes I think when we were young, that simple things were so much fun.
With time’s one blink that is all gone, these fickle joys have come undone.
Played outside in freezing temps or sleet and snow or windy rains.
Stayed inside in late pm’s, our feet and toes were thawed in pain, but come next day we’re out again.
We had sword fights or played at war, our generation all have scars.
Hide and seek or just plain tag
Younger siblings on sleds we’d drag.
The generations how have changed, to their phones or game consoles chained.
Don’t even know if it had rained, so busy playing video games.
Technology was meant to make, one’s life much like a piece of cake.
Virtual reality is a fake, but so real is how much time it take’s.
This is life for all these days, computer age now always stays..keeps taking lives through all wifi’s, glowing screens now fills our eyes.
As days go by, we miss blue skies and rarely look to see birds fly...this cyber world I do despise, it took control and multiplies the life it steals....our free will dies
Reflecting on my childhood and the younger generation these days
the garden of life is all the people, collector of crops, the grim reaper. each dawning day gets to twilight,  ready’s the sharp, razor-like scythe. he stands at ready for the next swath, following each in their own path. every moment and each hour, the glint of his blade show’s its power.day or night or summer and fall. you can crouch, or stand proud and tall, the grim reaper get’s us all!!
The sands of life they once did walk.....in your mind you see the track
They are gone now many years
And washed away the path by tears
How many times if they looked back
Would they see one hint of that

The winds of time so strongly blow
These grains of life no longer show
Every minute day and hours
Every spring it’s April showers
Holds a memory in its powers
Each memory is always ours

Just keep on going, and don’t look back
Even knowing, you leave your tracks
The sands of time the grains of life, are slowly swept away in flight
Take each grain of sand this time, as it is, precious, divine
As I know I’m Losing mine
I cherish it like gold is fine
Hold every moment oh so dear,
As the end is looming near
Face this truth and have no fear
One day each track erased by tears!!
the slice

there’s a storm that rages, deep inside my  brain.
through my life’s ages, should i try again?
thoughts are spinning like a tornado, hurricane force, mind twisting i know!
contradiction i wear like a  coranado, no confusion nor doubt do i show!
standing sure looking so defiant, so many years without a confidant!
looking back sometime in the past, thinking that it will always last! time blew by us too **** fast, revealing youth as a temporary mask!!
sometimes old scars need to be revealed, only then they become properly healed!
take the knife which is truth and honesty, run the blade slowly and deeply across me!
i may truly own and desire propensity, to reopen old wounds that lay beneath me!
there is a story i want to hear, how things are good and  happiness works!
revelations i now invite near, do you live as unhappiness lurks?!
it wasn’t me, nor was it you, somewhere here, is hidden our truth! unwise choices speaking in voices loud in your psyche, causing confusion mentality shaky!
still your self-esteem suffers much old pains, there’s always a way to fix things again!!
take knife of truth cold as ice, here is my heart get ready to slice!!
sometimes we do need to look in the past
The snow comes, my brother goes
Where he is, only he knows
The snow falls, cold wind blows
The body lies, like the frozen rose
The life you chose, was not my own
A lesson taught, retained now known
One choice and life, is overthrown
I may not shed one single tear, knowing you’re no longer here
But that’s just me, your brother dear
Now go to where, the soul be just
Ash to ash, and dust to dust
To turn to these we know we must
The body’s done and soul at rest
Don’t wait around, a time for me
Just lay now, eternally
Shall we meet?...let’s wait and see
For I’ll go on perhaps to thee
Keep on..just go..do not look back
While these days, I shall keep track
Until the day, see brother jack
I dedicate this poem, to you
Not much else, for me to do
Here it is, from me to you
Rest now Well , and...see
You soon!
Dedicated to my brother who died in 2018
I can quit and just give up, when I’m weak and things get tough.
I can say “I’ve had enough” when life shake’s me up so rough.
I can turn away from you, when you try to help me through.
I can sit alone and blue, excuses make that are untrue.
I can say I always knew, you quit on me like others do.
I can say “it’s you to blame”, anger fully displayed out lain.
I can shed much tears like rain, in self-pity and show no shame.
I can seem appear the same, hidden hurt and buried pain.
All of these shall reap no gain, when emotion’s just a game.

So I whisper my own name, and prove myself is being sane.
I see myself and deep within, my spirit glows a gleam so thin...the will to live, the will to win.....was always there....has always been
Positive for the challenging times  in anything
Be it sports, fitness or life
so smoothly and stealthily, i prowl through my life’s  forest.
the scars i bear i proudly wear,
i keep  them like a vest.
i don’t recall of them all, which one would be the baddest.
a broken heart a damaged mind, can’t tell which is the saddest.
they’re physical and mental marks, words like thorns still buried deep that others ****** on me.
it’s quizzical amusement dark, with much force you try so hard, to cruelly cold  hurt me.
you can’t touch the feelings, calloused with old scars.
i play this game all the time, you try to make me sad.
i stay the same i do not mind,
and why you get so mad?
you call me names like dumb, try get under my thick skin.
my nerves are tempered numb,
through hell is where i’ve been.
been there and i survived, i’ve crossed a grief filled  gulf.
and yet here I am alive, nothing hold’s down “THE WOLF”
we are all survivors like a wolf
What I think what I know, what I hide what I show.
What I reap is what I sow, idea seeds will it grow
What I see what I feel, imagination is it real.
Play my cards don’t reveal, fact or bluff what’s the deal?
Will the spirit fall or fly, memories live or will they die.
Not one tear falls from my eye, I chose to laugh and will not cry.
Mind roams free in open range, for me normal and not strange.
I stay the same i’m not insane, yet your mind I may derange.
Always laughing positive, in empathy im cognitive.
Sense is mixed but relative, comprehension superlative.
So hard to catch I still roam free, imagination my country.
One third the  wolf yes spiritually, and golden bear two thirds is me!
Grab each moment  like a lifeline, get the most from each fraction of time.
Every minute writes a new line, you are the author so make it sublime.
Like a book that’s not yet done, compose each page mixed with some fun. for it’s meant to be read by one, for each sentence is achieved and won.

Every day that does arrive, tells us all we have survived. cherish each hour youre alive, for positive you should always strive.
And understand there will be grief, it will go must be your belief. let it be the olive leaf,  i sign that soon the soul’s relief.

this book of life that is yours, only you shall steer it’s course.
single stories that are ours, to complete is in our power!
I close my eyes and try to stop the time, thinking on my memories sublime.
Reality snaps like old weak twine, back to the present day life of mine.
Looking at pictures from years ago, a quick flashback of that day I know. where really did all the old time go, upon my face all the years do show.
A snap of a finger or a blink of an eye, that’s how quick did this time fly.
A lot less hellos and too many goodbyes, as days go by we’re all dropping like flies. Good times had but they don’t stay, off to the past they go their way.
Don’t be sad for this i say, live life as happy as it can be, forget about time and enjoy so today, and look joyfully to come what may!
everything  was perfect not a thing was wrong, next thing i know and hear now you are sad gone.
my heart started beating to deaths sad timeless song, tears kept falling how i tried to stay so strong.

filled with such grief it can’t be but yes it is so true, it’s changed so much the life i once happily lived and knew, i’m filled with sorrow every moment what now can i do? sitting here alone and i can’t stop missing  you.

yesterday was so different then there was no such sorrow, i cry so much tears today you have no more tomorrow.
my life seems now so bare and sadly feel’s so hollow, in grief with so much suffering in loss and pain i wallow.
you to me were everything my only one best friend, such happy memories i will keep in heart of way back then.
i will try to carry on though it seems pain has no end, i will cry a few more tears….until we
meet again
you can see what lurks beneath the cover, a hint of danger or potential lover.
can send a message quickly over, shows what is barely under the cover.
a smile, a frown or just a clown,
blue or grey, green or hazel brown. the sight in which you can drown, the feelings show barely kept down.
is it happiness, grief and sadness? are all the feelings mixed a mess?
do you miss me, and do i miss you, do they speak what’s inner true?
i’m i feeling sad and blue?
and this is what does show through. but are my feelings stuck like glue?
I will not say but you may  know, the feelings just might barely show. they follow me to where i go, these lonely eyes are my windows......
Face tomorrow without fears, try to smile and wipe those tears.
Don’t forget ones so dear, memories not dimmed by years.
Life is strange, so sad but true, and it seems to conflict you.
Just keep on it’s what we knew, take each day just as I do.
Pick yourself off from the floor, take a step and then one more. Take a step into life’s door, walk along it’s golden shore.
Just live on in your own way, worry not what other’s say. Let the spirit freely stray…just enjoy each single day
Minds a roller coaster, overheating toaster, like a speeding  jet plane brain is locked and stuck to the afterburners!
Seering hot flame, lava-like again, accelerators in brain cells operate in free range, deranged insane complex not plain, out of control too wild and untamed. A revolving door feet barely feel the floor, try to slow down but thoughts increase much more, to control this tempest I try what for? Like a bad movie that’s stuck in 4x forward this hyper syntax ship plunges onward, I carry on, within this skull is my guard speaking not  one single overheard word! I’ll use some lines from my previous rhymes! I say in all honesty with no sign of modesty, i make a lot of fools mad, they dis and trip on me, i don’t give a ******* what you say or thinking, I live my life the fullest you live for yesterday!this intellect reflects the jest I inject making you think twice and never forget, your comprehension is over and I barely started just yet. Try to dissect and decode complex text, this my brain child purely hard and compressed,  liquid thought concentrated completely cold-pressed and dressed I confess to impress all the best-yes Thats me wearing my words like a bulletproof vest, repelling attacks north east south and last west. Never defy logic of sonic ingest words like tonic absorbed sub-atomic get on it albeit you will eventually learn it’s the best that I’ll be it!!
I’ve learned my words all the best and the worst, I was never the last neither was I the first, but I study each day so my voice may be heard, the power of pen yes and all spoken word.
You get up and still tired, can’t be late or could get fired. Tea or coffee get’s you wired, but you are glad that you got hired.
You pack a lunch to take today, your hair’s a mess it’s all astray.
Almost ready to get in the fray, to get all dressed and be on your way.
To find your socks you’re standing there, half asleep your feet still bare.
Back to bed? You do not dare, fuzzy brain barely aware.
Finally you are all set, as if something you forget
You realize your day is wrecked, you still have one day off left yet!!!!!
You
You
No matter who you are or what you choose to be, you’ll get what you give in respect from me, I’ll look on you as equal and treat you normally.
No matter what lies are told of you in their stories, how I know you is who I see so no worries, besides you shouldn’t live for all others to please, as negativity in some is like a bad disease.
Keep on being crazy and silly if you wish, be flirtatious and never desist, for I am like you I guarantee you this, enjoy who you are and don’t resist. Be not bothered by what others say, how and who you are just loyally stay, carry on happily on your way, enjoy being you every single free day.
let me tell you now you’re ok,
you’re only having one bad day, sooner or later it will go away, just believe in what i say.
we all have times of great distress, it’s seems that life is such a mess, an air of obvious hopelessness, but with time the griefs much less.
at the moments when you cry, the countless tears fall from your eyes, you must my friend look to the skies, soon happiness you’ll realize.
when deep sorrow holds you strong, and your heart plays  it’s sad song, the pain one day it shall be gone, you’ll have the courage to go on.
when you’re stuck in the depths of sorrow, in emptiness your soul does wallow, the path of hope you keep and follow, you will see brighter tomorrows.
i hope you know just what i mean, for as unreal as this may seem, you have the spirits as a team, you’ll be ok....it’s not a dream
You don’t know me you never did, go ahead and act like a little kid.
I’m not one to do your bid, who I am from you I hid.
put me down now and call me names, while I laugh at your childish games.
I was never meant to tame, you thought you could and what a shame.
you can’t define my inner feature, you can try you poor sad creature.
such a hypocrite talk like a preacher, i’ve given you a lesson i’m your teacher.
strategize with your words well placed, but i had your plan already traced.
with venomous poison your words are laced, but I laugh in your faces because i’m unfazed.
i’m uncontrollable this is no lie, so just give up don’t even try.
and i will tell you now just why,
don’t bother whining do not cry,
this is hard cold direct truth reality, you never once invaded my inner sanity,
you thought i was caught by you home free, but i never gave you what you thought was me!!

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