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  Oct 2015 Harmony
Elisa Maria Argiro
Help me to know
that this hunger
is not personal.

This form that
holds my soul
is more delicate
these days,
but the mind
is also clearer.

Help me to be
patient, help
me to trust
what comes.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
Harmony Oct 2015
It takes money to buy a gun
It's time-consuming to plan
Why not hand out that money
To a stranger on the street
To buy himself/herself a meal

Guns are tools used in history
To hunt for food or to down a predator
As the guns switched owners
The predators end up running with it

Better think of those horrors
If Atomic bombs were used by predators
All inventions started with a seemingly noble purpose
Now when man is tired of goodness
He is befriending  the darkness
Not knowing that these two
Forces have been fooling 'the man'

There is no predator
Nor is there any perpetrator
It is the man playing different roles
Playing victim and the predator

Man on the street is ignored
Man's family stripped of their security
Man drives man out into the street
To play a game of chase and ****

Gun is only as powerful as the user's intent
Life in one is as precious as the life in another
Gun won't buy food nor security
Gun maketh man restless
Gun maketh man running from thought to thought

It takes money to buy a gun
It's time-consuming to plan
Why not hand out that money
To a stranger on the street
To buy him/herself a meal
This is my body
This is my home
I will become the sun
at the centre of my own universe
But I will not allow
the timber walls of this heart
to burn away in cinders and ash
I will become stars and align myself
With the harmony of the Earth
Planting my roots in rich soil
And grow, until I am a mountain
Of living, thriving, beautiful, Oak
I will be the sun and the earth and the stars
and the dark night shall call me daughter
When I howl to the waxing moon
*You have embers inside you
Let your wildfire burn
  Oct 2015 Harmony
Kristie Aragon
Don't just listen.
Feel.
Because the answers don't always come
In loud preachings and audible words.
Sometimes they come
In the dark of the night
Brought by the silent whispers
Or the cold midnight breeze.
Sometimes your heart hears
More than your ears do.
Harmony Oct 2015
I have fought hard with Anxiety
Having been swung between
Two spheres of moods
One of melancholy and the other
Of excited elated optimism

Between the two
I would exhaust myself
Day and Night
And to deal with my emotions
Was no easy task

I would cry and weep
I would feel down
And blame myself
I would apologize
For being thus
I was not in my element
I tell
When I am fresh
I feel I have lagged behind
Due to missing things while at low

It has been one sad plight
For me to have come thus far
I am still hopeful of a day
When I have overcome
These swinging moods
I hope to keep a positive
Spirit that enables me
To act constructively
When I can't be constructive
I would just start affirm
That I am more
Than I think I am
Then I start
To work like I have been
Able bodied and able minded
Sitting here
jotting down makes it all come
to view. Affirm and believe
that is what i do now
to be better each day

I am responsible
I am reliable
I ma resourceful
I am resilient

i am healthy; i am lucky ; i am virtuous; i am organized

I feel the energy when I say these
I act different when I say these
I have faith surging into my veins
From somewhere or nowhere
I create, I cook, I clean, I write,
I eat, I make tea, I feed my family
I pray, I meditate, I am not overwhelmed
i am a wonderful person
When I affirm
I can live with this person
She is good to me
She thinks highly of me
She attracts nice friends to her
She is just pleasant to be around
She is someone I could love forever
She is my friend and hero
She is my superstar and confidant
She is all I need to keep me
Close to the Creator
I love her
I love me
I love the positive me
I love the quiet me
I love the peaceful me
I love the loving me
I love the lovable me
i love all that she could be
I love all that she gave up for me
I love her day and night
I love being with her all my life
I need noone but her
I need nothing but her love
I need nothing but her assurance
I need only her
She and I
We are one and the same
We play and plan together
We are best friends
We create our good times
We are the joy of the world
We are the gift to the world
Together we conquer
Together we let go
Together we enjoy the ocean
Together we go places
Together we are I and myself
In Reply to this My friend Raji Unnikrishnan posted her Poem on FB: "Swinging high on my flimsy moods,
sometimes blue and another green.

I meditate in the depths of calm blue sea
and the serene vast of the sky.

I spring back, like a nature fresh broccoli
or a fidgeting garden lizard.

Then I go blue, gloomy and dull,
sad to the brim that it almost bursts.

Only to rebound into a harmony of
crisp green, all riveting and relaxed."
Harmony Oct 2015
What do I do with a thought
That keeps me stuck
At one place in particular
I move to pluck

"Nay"..says the Self
Just let it swing by
"observe" says the self
What follows is just another

Thought train
continues one by one
As I observe in sitting

Why this relentless march
of thoughts swinging by
When i could just be
Making some music

I start to hum and thoughts
evaporate like yesterdays ghosts
for here I am cooking up new
experiences for a happier me

Let thoughts fly by
For they are not you
you are not your thoughts
You are the creator
Of harmonious balance
Harmony Oct 2015
Joy in another
Finds the joy in me
peace in another
mirrors the peace within

tears in another
reminds me of tears beheld
distress in another
mirrors the distress hidden

Until all is well with ALL beings around ME
May my breath be for the Well-Being of All Beings

Thus happy to be Misunderstood
Thus happy to be Disliked
For they know not What I'm For
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