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 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
Dr Zik
Where no one can disdain
Where no one feel be scorned
Where no one try to brag
Where no one feel helpless
Where no one try to fight
Where no one try to get rid of
Where no need of a barren land
Where no need of desert insight
Where no need of any shyness
Where we would ready to hear the truth
And take it as a tweet of bird
Where flowers’ beauty and fragrance
Can lessen pangs and sorrows of
This cruel cunning ugly world
And we would start to dance in breeze
With the jocund company of You
When a tiny, an innocent
Shining and transparent dew drop
That cannot miss a chance in hurry
To make a snap impatiently
Be a witness!
Bless us O’ Lord!
Bless us a chance
O’ my Lord!
Dr ZIK's Poetry
My emotions are starting
to collapse
into my flesh
They’re seeping through
my veins
Physically
Feeding into my heart

We’ve created bonds
so pure
so precious
very deep
Bonds that now
are like invisible strings
of auroras
tangled through
the space and time
across countries
and continents

I want to pull onto
those strings
I want to pull them
closer
But they’re just light
and air

I can only pull
with my heart
which has already
collapsed
into its own depths
and onto itself

Veins start to shift
with arteries
I just don’t know anymore
what is it that
I am being given
by the world
And what is it
that I am giving out
I just cannot tell
what exactly is
flowing into my heart
and what it is
I’m trying to
exhale out

My body starts to lag
My cheeks viciously
feed on my tears
They don’t get the chance
to fall out
of my eyes
And just as they do
my tears dry
into my skin

And again ..

I can’t tell anymore
I feel
no more
Or perhaps my tears
have lost their way
They no longer know
what and whom
to cry for

Do you feel
what I’m trying to say?

You tell me
feelings transcend
across countries and continents
across oceans
Yet
your words cease
across my mirage-like cheeks
where my tears go
to dry

And then I remember
again
those bonds of hearts
like mine
like yours
like theirs
I remember the closeness
of our intertwining souls

All of you come
to memory
And your breaths
become my lullabies
to bed
as I try to remember
your inhales and exhales
your pulse
as I hugged
each and every
one of you

Then you put me
to sleep
for the night
In other words: Separation anxiety at its best.
With love, this one goes to the special ones out there.

Sincerely, Em
Does it sting you?
The way I look at you
Because baby, you’re like alcohol
to my bleeding cuts
whenever you look at me

Do my kisses revive your being?
Because baby,
your kisses only **** me
as I inhale the traces
of nicotine in your breath

Do our songs make you yearn
for my fingertips
caressing your hands
as we drive into the night?
Because baby,
my internals screech
for your touch
Baby, I hate our songs

Do you feel yourself suffocating
every night?
As I step out
when you drop me off
Because baby,
I feel myself falling
out of your skyscrapers
and into the cold abyss
of black skies

Does the word goodbye
asphyxiate your lungs
as you enunciate it?
Because baby,
my lungs collapse
as my ribcage closes in
to hug them when
your hugs are no longer there
to contain me

Yes
I exaggerate
in the ways that I miss you

Yes
It hurts me
the way I love you

So let us say our goodbyes already

Baby please
just go
Sincerely, Em
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
Eudora
I fall on my knees...*
my fingertips kiss the ground.
I incline my head...
my eyes close slowly.
I gasp for air in between shallow breaths...
my lips quivering.
A torrent of tears gush out
and drench every ounce of my soul...
whilst every fibre of my being...
and every beat of my heart
pray...


*a prayer for hope.
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
ryn
.
crescent in the sky be my hammock

I watch with shut eyes
the twinkle trail of fairy lights

let my past be laid and lined in chalk

to usher the magic of following nights


.
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
ryn
Hours lost...
But I feel like I've gained

I felt nothing...
No recollection of the world.
No worries.
No thoughts.
No questions.
No demons.

Felt like I was dead but...
I got a morbid sense of peace,
and reassurance.
I felt bliss.

Unshackled, untethered and unbound
in those hours,
I felt one with the disconnection
from my life.

Strange and worrisome...
But I long to be caught in those
lost hours again.
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
ryn
Amiss
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
ryn
Something is wrong,
something's amiss today.

Sun shines duller,
and everything seems so ill-fitting.

Walking in all directions,
failing to find the way.

It's beyond this fog...
I know but I'm just not seeing.

It's like a rope,
tied in a noose and knows no fray.




Something's amiss...
and I think I'm losing.
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
ryn
Wings
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
ryn
.
I dream of the night

That I'd sprout new wings

I'd then take to the sky

In search of new things


I'd flap them hard

I'd crest over the moon

I'd map out the stars

I'd claim the boon


But the wings, feathers they shed

More till first sun's beam

I'd falter back into this shell

Till it's time for a new night's dream


.
 Oct 2017 Mike Hauser
Amy H
If I was compelling
I would know.
A counterfeit is spotted
by symbols
that fail to show;
signs of value
either there or not.
My throat is full
my eyes are hot.
If I was compelling
it would be telling.
Some things are just universal. It’s not that hard.
A theory at birth the human mind is a blank slate
We teach our child to; love, live, hurt, and hate

  Prejudice judgments, we make them
often every day
Yet, we are embarrassed when our children repeat what we say

We blame others when our children regurgitate
Children are sponges they listen,learn, reverberate    

To say your child didn't here or understand You
Its' irresponsible to have that point of view

Music, TV , friends, inappropriate behavior is all around
Truth be told Christian values are hard to be found

Your child was a gift entrusted to your care
We live in a time when evil is everywhere

We are molding young minds into who they will be
We need to be diligent good against evil only time can forese
Years ago I was taking like two-year-old daughter to daycare and she was singing along Song on the radio  
"I love a good beer buzz early in the morning All I want to do is have some fun  I get a feeling I'm not the only one "
She was attending a Christian daycare that was  a wake up call
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