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Emerging from a blossomed lotus‬
‪She’d found enlightenment and chi‬
‪A vital element, to be at one‬
‪With all life and energy ‬

‪The pappus of the dandelion ‬
‪Floats away the seed‬
‪Until all have gone, with budding fruit ‬
‪To fertilize and breed‬

To sprout and be reborn
Seeking warmth in rays of sun
And shelter from the storm
That inevitably will come

It’s nature we should nurture
Find balance, inner peace
It’s within our rights to have it
And well within our reach
I fear I must absquatulate
Get the hell right out of here
Why must I substantiate
The basis of my fears
Can I not just up and leave
Am I not free to roam
To vanish into nothingness
Where I’ll be left alone
I cherish empty spaces
Where my echoes can be heard
Where I am at one at peace
With a single spoken word
He’s a man without a shadow
His portrait looks intense
You can tell that he means business
By the way he’s dressed
Whether dark, or whether light
Whether grey, or black and white
He’s keyed in on what’s in his line of sight
Clear as day
Dark as night
What you risk is on your own accord
But without risk, there’s no reward
Avenues should be explored
To get to where you’re headed towards
Whether money or success
Both can be achieved
But the odds are stacked against you
For goods to be received
Entrenched within the battlefield
The house they call a home
There’s misery and anguish
Often left alone
Witness to the rage
The hurt to all it’s causing
The victims and the pain
Behavior that’s appalling
We close our eyes
And pray for help
But all we get
Is the whipping belt
I’ll paint you different colors
Until all you see is red
I’ll allow you conversation
With the voices in my head
They’ll tell you you should ditch me
About all the tears and times I’ve bled
But nothing can compare with the words you never said
The words you never uttered
To the journey you once led
Now all you are is a dream to me
As I lie awake in bed
I found my old box of markers
I'm going to create some art
Not sure exactly what it is I have in mind
But I shouldn't put the horse before the cart

Mainly I just doodle, I'm whimsical and free
Sometimes, I draw straight from the heart
I enjoy using lots of different colors
While making others feel as though they are a part

Pictures of things in all shapes and sizes
I've got creativity just oozing out my pours
Could be a fierce dragon, or fluttering butterflies
But their beauty could never be ignored

I'm always opened to new suggestions
Ideas can be contagious in many ways
My mind does tend to go off on tangents
And a picture says what a thousand words can say

Some pieces can be pinned up on the freezer
Others, should be framed as works of art
You will never know until the work is finished
And you can't finish, until you start.
I'm on a positivity kick. This poem is a direct result.
When push comes to shove
We sing of life and love and a lack thereof
And when there’s violence and revenge afoot
Restoring order we shall put
Walking the edge of a straight line
Danger lurking just behind
Hyper tension
Awareness raised
World on fire
Set ablaze
Everything comes full circle
Through the faces in the crowd
Often it’s no wonder
Why we can’t drown out the sound
People from all over
From every walk of life
Join as one, under the sun
And span the whole world wide
The sunlight finally streaming in
Through the blinds and shades
The warmth I feel on top my skin
A warmth that never fades
That lightens up our planet
All the oceans and the waves
It shimmers in the distance
But is vacant from our caves
The sun in all its glory
In every shape and phase
That shines down from the heavens
In the form of rays
I would stay here
If you would lay here
Next to me
That would be ecstasy

Let me daydream
Keep the theme but stay away from complacency
Complacency...
That’s all I need

So, would you stay or would you go
Would you stay or would you go
Cause baby come night time
I will be by your side
Are you on your way  

Am I expecting too much for you to change
I’m feeling rearranged
Taking a step forward
To help to ease the pain
It’s a dangerous game we play

So, would you stay or would you go
Would you stay or would you go
Cause baby come night time
I’ll still be by your side
Are you on your way

I’m wide awake
Waiting for however long it takes
For you to come and stay,
Stay with me, It’ll be okay

Let me daydream
Keep the theme, but stay away from complacency, complacency
I just want you here next to me...
That’s all I’ll ever need

                     ~End
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It’s still a work in progress
Wrapped in roots
Twisted fate
We are inevitably
What we create
Remembering a moment
It’s innocent allure
Branching out from within
Given the grand tour
Immersed in soft red velvet
Sending shivers down my spine
The goosebumps, they are plenty
In a moment so divine
Brushed against my face, my torso, arms, and hands
Whenever wrapped in velvet
It tends to ruin daily plans
It was a peculiar color
An ominous hue
A painful assertion
Of black and blue
I was enlightened and frightened. What was I to do?
What’s this odd color that had become misconstrued?
So I wiped it away and returned it to you
With a new baby blue on the soles of my shoes
But you didn’t accept it
And you said we were through
And that’s when I knew
And that’s when I knew
You could not be pursued
And you were wretched and rude
But still, you were ****, standing there in the ****
I thought I’d write a sonnet
Eloquent and sweet
I decided not to write a sonnet
I guess I got cold feet

A sonnet is complex
With way too many rules
I’d rather poke my eye out
If it were up to me to choose

Maybe I’m too brutal
Leaving you aghast
It isn’t what I intended
When I first got the chance

I judged you on appearance
Before you spoke a word
I did learn a valuable lesson, though
Which you may find absurd

I’ll never make that mistake again
There’s benefit in doubt
You’ve got me confused  
With what I’m all about

I’d like to think I’m normal
That’s untrue to the core
I’m a different person
Too hard to ignore.
This poem, to me seems unfinished. I’ll probably make changes down the road
I write but do not speak
My voice is really weak
I’m shy and not self- confident
My love life’s looking bleak

My writing is my therapy
Because therapy’s not cheap
When writing I am focused
Who else should I appease?

Rules are not withstanding
I’m fluent in deceit
Over and over back and forth
Repeat, repeat, repeat

My penmanship is modern
It’s you I’d like to meet
Hold you in my arms
Until the enemy retreats

Love is way too powerful
All on-comers we’ll defeat
Every day’s more beautiful
My parents you should meet

Or maybe you’re not ready
To finally make the leap
Here’s a dozen roses
Now let me get some sleep!
With every word, a story unfolds
Born, loved, and cared for, with a future and growth
Only to scamper from what you fear the most
Exposed as a fraud that you clench to and hold
Be it bold, be it brave, be it unknowingly close
Theron lyes the problem that’s written in stone.
Mushroom clouds
Bombs and planes
Sifting through
My towns remains
To find an answer
For the unexplained
Held down by
This ball and chain

Buildings crumble
Fires burn
When will we ever learn
Violence happens
Death tolls rise
Bodies lay
By the wayside

No one wins
In the end
Losing loved ones
Losing friends
Destruction, terror
In their eyes
That’s what happens
When worlds collide
‪There’s nothing I suppose ‬
‪Finer than a yellow rose‬
‪Looking over landscapes from afar‬
‪There may be more expensive things‬
‪Shiny things that bling‬
‪Or the need for speed in a brand new car‬
‪But in it’s natural state‬
‪I’d have to contemplate ‬
‪Whether or not the rose is still the star‬
With temptations allure
Im shaken to my core
But it’s more about where to set the bar
Yes, I am a poet
I feed blank pages, words for meat
Yes, I am a poet
I dip in my ink ***, rinse and repeat
Yes, I am a poet
I’m a minor for gold, digging and clawing
All my feelings exposed
Yes, I am a poet
Trading writing for love, to sing with the angels
Down on earth and above
Yes, I am a poet
My blood is my ink, my tears are my heaven
Sail the oceans, then sink
Yes, I am a poet
No tears left to dry, yet feeling emotions
I cannot deny
Yes, I am a poet
I remember moments of bliss
Which takes me back to the time
When our two lips kissed
And you became mine
We knew not what love was
But we loved our time shared
Like the games that we played
Hide and seek, truth or dare
Those are the times
Which none can compare
And in your eyes I stared
Like a breath of fresh air

A smile, a wink
Holding hands in the park
Made up of magic
That ignited a spark
Innocent and pure
We danced and we sang
Laughing out loud
Seemingly nothing to gain
Only lighthearted fun
Under trees in the sun
And when all was said and done
Our victories were won
And although they were small
We stood proud and stood tall
Because we had each other
In the fall, after all
Ignited by your beauty
Your undeniable finesse
I could not look away from
you
In your gold embroidered dress
You sparkled like a diamond
You shined like summers day
My retinas fried from staring
But I could not look away
Meet me on the other side of your boundaries
Where vulnerability resists
And the passage to your beating heart
Is proof that one exists
Or meet me in the middle
So that I may soothe your pain
And combat what’s been ailing you
That made you become what you became
The essence of your being
The crystal ball within
The end of the beginning
And the beginning of the end
It at least will serve its purpose
Like when meetings are adjourned
To focus on the soulless
And to all of those concerned
To the right
A future
Of stunts and escapades
To the left
“The known path”
Fair since the time of the crusades
Your choice is not of good or evil
Or what you stand to lose
Neither one is more deserving
But it’s still your choice to choose
‪Your touch is a poem‬
‪Engraved on my skin ‬
‪Every end that we meet‬
‪Is a chance to begin‬
‪Not a moment gets waisted ‬
‪Not a harsh word gets said‬
‪Just a melodic symphony ‬
‪Going off in my head‬
‪A violin concerto‬
‪A harmonious tune‬
‪In sync with the rhythm ‬
‪Under a luminous moon‬
Your touch is a poem
Engraved on my skin
Every end that we meet
Is a chance to begin
Not a moment gets waisted
Not a harsh word gets said
Just a melodic symphony
Going off in my head
A violin concerto
In harmonious tune
In sync with the rhythm
Under a luminous moon
Shining down bright
Enough to light up the room
When I see your silhouette
I’m compelled and consumed
To express and make known
That my loves overdue
For the lone single reason
My search ends with you
I love your words
The way that you speak
But it’s the things that you say
That make me feel weak
It’s your wording, your use
Your eloquent tongue
That revives, brings to life
And makes me feel young
It’s your pronunciation
Your poetry lips
Your double entendres
Your Freudian slips
It’s an enchanting echo
Of musical bliss
That captures my heart
With dreams of a kiss
You used to be my moon, but now you are my sunset
You know you caught my eye, from the very first day that we met
I fell for your effortlessness
Your tantalized mystic
The way you look and smile at me, every time we meet
Feels like home and warmth
Sitting by the fire in the den
Telling stories of when we first met
Then telling them again
Black and white
And neon lights
Vivid colors
Stars and stripes
Brighter days
And dim lit nights
Undiscovered
Or in plain sight
To be revealed
When the moments right
Zen
Zen
We’re tranquil when we first find zen
When we locate our peace, lying deep within
If our troubles consume our thoughts and minds
And we’re scared of what we just might find
That’s where yin and yang come in
To balance out the game of life;
A game we’ll never win
‪From zero to infinity ‬
‪Up on my pc screen‬
‪Could it be the matrix ‬
‪Or a psychedelic dream‬
‪Either way you see it‬
‪The numbers don’t add up‬
‪We might have had a solution‬
‪If the coders weren’t corrupt‬
‪To solve the mass equation ‬
‪The predicament at hand‬
‪Forget about the numbers ‬
‪It’s simply supply and demand‬
It was probably a zombie
When push came to shove
They were always such a nuisance
From me, they get no love
I had one as a neighbor
He never paid his bills
But he lived there without cable
Which still gives me the chills

— The End —