#balance poems on Hello Poetry

Sally A Bayan Jul 2018

Grounded

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It matters not,
if we're young or old
fair-skinned, or colored
rich or poor...smiling or pouting
our lives...our days are never easy
we either worsen, or lessen our load
each time we make up our minds,
through the choices
we make
:::
in the midst of our daily grind
fashion statements take a big part
with nuances that define our style,
ease and comfort are emphasized
choices range from loud or vibrant
to subdued, or
not too obvious  colors...
:::
that morning,
we did tiptoes...and diagonal stretches
leaps.....kicks....slower wu shu, and
other  movements....we hopped with
a turn...and then back on the ground,
the world didn't reel...not at all dizzy
no aches from lower extremities
arches  were just fine
feet were still feeling light...
:::
i am cool, i am hip
i walk with dapper steps
in pants, skirt or dress
i move with ease
very comfortable
with low cut
:::
most of all, i have no qualms
if i would be standing up to my last step
or, if i would be led to an early fall
i feel confident
when wearing my
yellow
converse sneakers.
:::
it could be a pair of converse
or ordinary sneakers
a size larger, or just right
as long as we feel a calm content
no pricking on the mind and chest
because, we hurt no one
we do what is right
for the good of all

in making choices in life,
shoes, or otherwise
let's do what won't make us reel, or fall down
let there be balance...in heart and mind
let us be steadfast as we
stand on the ground.

Sally

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
September 4, 2017

I thank God for longtime friends, near or far
who i'm very comfortable with,
in many ways, they make me feel grounded,
just like my yellow converse sneakers.

#choices #balance #friends #yellowconversesneakers #grounded

God Scarlett Jul 2018

Reflection

I killed someone you see...... He's who I used to be
The people I used to know are strangers today.
They no longer stay much to my dismay.
I try to make amends, but it still comes to an end.
Even as reality bends into my nightmare.
I stay aware of the moves I make choices I take.
The truth I know doesn't change even as estranged faces come into my view to start anew.
But the roads the same I seem insane. Hopefully the line won't fade......... I guess that's what I said previously the lines faded now jaded perspectives clash my protective walls crash....I stress it again as I hope to regain purity.

I became distant from a lot of friends

#reflection #purity #balance #perspective #emotions #clash #crash #jaded #faded #insane

Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018

Conquer

To be honest
Of all
The biggest battle
One fought is within

Between
Head and Heart

Let’s keep breathing
Till
The HEAD starts to BEAT
The HEART starts to THINK

Genre: Observational
Theme: Nothing, but a truth

#nepal #conquer #win #heart #mind #balance #think #beat #struggle

AE Jul 2018

Let's Make A Vow

promise me that when the night hangs in the deep
we treasure our smiles and bodies we keep
in the pleasant day sun for eternal joy youth
love is ever in balance, let us keep that the truth.

#love #youth #vow #night #day #balance #truth

Jabin Jul 2018

Perfection

Symmetry, balance-
Perfection.
It is possible.
You have to know how to blend.
Shade the yin with the yang.
Redefine---------------------------------------------

Never say the curse.
Politeness...
You must know the truth.
Mix the knowing with pretend.
Now, choose your words well.
They listen.

The light from the screen
Pulls the dark
From within my mind.
It asks me what's on my mind.
If only you knew...
I type lies.

Lies. Lies. Lies. Lies. Lies.
Lies. Lies. Lies.
LIES. LIES. LIES. LIES. LIES. LIES. LIES.
Because they don't want the truth.
You don't want the truth.
I need lies.

I can't be myself.
I am sin.
Worse than that, I'm wrong.
I can't ever change my mind,
Because there it is,
Forever.

I show what you crave-
Perfection.
It's all tremendous.
This life full of happiness.
No gray, only white.
For your eyes.

When I power down,
I'm weeping.
Tears of confusion.
Tears of impotence and rage,
Because I know - Truth.
Perfection.

Each day, I fear death.
Wish for it.
Each day reminding,
I take a shot for sugar
Because I was weak.
Misguided.

Each day, I am weak.
I pretend.
I want to lash out.
Want the world to feel my pain.
But I don't do it.
I love you.

What is on my mind?
Hate, anger/
No one really cares.
If I die tonight, who cares?
The world keeps spinning,
Deletion.

Programming to cope,
Coded hope-
Trust we'll meet again.
But I'll be in the ground soon.
Fed on by the worms.
No more words.

So I stay hidden.
Sit with the truth
That I am pointless.
All of this is just pointless.
Symmetry of good
And evil.

I'll be what you want.
To save you.
I've figured it out.
Perfect in isolation.
I'll stay here and wait
For the void.

Lies. Lies. Lies. Lies. Lies.
Even more-----
I don't really love.
I don't have true empathy.
No, those are all LIES!
No, I choose.

Can you see me now?
Do you know?
My eyes are of fire.
My thoughts are vitriolic.
But my words are sweet.
So pleasant.

Do you understand?
Who am I?
If you say, "Devil"-
Oh you, so full of terror.
You fear yourself too----
Do you not?

#perfection #lies #hope #fake #pretend #fear #pointless #void #balance #death

Lily Jun 2018

Respect

Have enough respect for others to have patience with them,
Not always depending on them for anything and everything.
Have enough respect for yourself to
Go after what you want, not letting it slip out of your grasp.
Find the b l n e and you will be golden.
a a c

#respect #balance #patience #golden #life #relationships #love #ambition #selflove #compassion

Olivia Daniels Jun 2018

Impartial

Snap to
a snapshot of
that time I balanced on the curb
                   balanced between
                                          the sidewalk and the street

step after step
foot in front of the other
my hands out to each side
                         to distribute the weight of
   the burden on my shoulders weighing
lightly.
Surprisingly light,
my understanding was that it's usually
                      heavy.
Just not this time.

                                         The sidewalk and the street,
both perfectly distinct
         perfectly indifferent.
At times teetering
                swaying
                      for different reasons
as they present themselves.

  I'm perfectly contented
                   balancing on that curb.
At times I wish to walk
                           on either the sidewalk or the street
           one over the other.
And I'm greeted with
                                 either a honk or a fire hydrant.

A minor nuisance
An obstacle or action
that leaves me bitter
that renders me flushed with red.
           So I hop back on the curb
not rife with anger or sadness
                   but indifference

While it may be easy to pick
                                          the sidewalk or the street
the choice shouldn't consume you
                                 leave the curb to divide
follow where it takes you

a weird statement-esque metaphor for my impossible to explain indifference toward my failing relationship

#relationships #breakup #him #curb #walk #metaphor #indifference #balance #travel