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Shamai Apr 2020
Have you ever had a day
Where nothing seems
To fit together
It’s like
I can’t find a place for myself
As I move
From activity to activity
And never quite
Complete
Any of
Them

It’s like
Trying to find myself
In a mind field
Of emotions

It’s like
Playing Russian Roulette
With an
Unloaded gun

Unsettling
To say
The least

So
How does one right themselves
As they fall from a high building
How does one attempt to complete life
In the slow down
Lane

How does one attempt
To live
A life that is
In stasis

Homebound
Twiddling my thumbs
Wondering
What to do
Next
Shamai Apr 2020
So many days in solitude
So many days alone
Can only talk on SKYPE and ZOOM
Can only speak on the phone

I miss my social time with others
As we shared our hopes and dreams
Thought things would always be the same
And now life has changed, so it seems

My thoughts are wobbly
Don’t know what’s in store
Things couldn’t go on
As they were before

So changes are made
From the way life has been
More sensitive to
What has been unseen

We need to take care of
The Earth on which we thrive
Begin to understand
That love is prescribed

Until we make changes
Things will stay as they are
Unhappy and joyless
Was the old life on par

But now after being
Kept inside for so long
Our thinking has changed
From what was so wrong

Living in harmony
Is the way to go
Love compassion acceptance
Is the only way to grow

Into a new society
Where we embrace
All that’s same all that’s different
With love and with grace
Shamai Apr 2020
I used to like
To sit and read
And eat great things
For ice cream I’d plead
And now I have
Only smoothies that are green
Veggies that are raw
And water that is clean
As I get older
My menu grows small
I want to live longer
Until I can no longer crawl
My hair is now grey
And my teeth they come out
With my low hanging body
My age I don’t doubt
When I was much younger
I never gave thought
To keeping myself healthy
And exercising a lot
And now that my walking
Has taken its toll
On chairs I can sit
On the floor I can roll
Getting up might be harder
Yoga’s not what it was
The bending and twisting
My head’s in a buzz
So aging ain’t what
I thought it might be
I think I’ll slow down
That might be the key
Shamai Apr 2020
My lie is in chaos
My life is a mess
I’m starting to go CRAZY
And I don’t feel blessed
I don’t have the virus
I’ve been staying in doors
It’s been weeks since I’ve seen
More than tiles on the floor
I know I should be happy
And have blessings to count
And I’m getting so bored
And my bills they do mount
It won’t be long
Before this all will be over
A memory forgotten
As I sit on my mower
Enjoying the sunshine
And people I’ve missed
When when will this happen
Don’t want to get p*ed
I’m counting down weeks
Minutes hours and days
Would love to go out
Enjoy life and some plays
And instead I sit here
On my computer I write
Poetry to remember
From chaos to light
Shamai Mar 2020
Now locked in and  bored
This virus keeps us inside
Hoping it will end
Shamai Mar 2020
These times are so dreadful
I want to cry
Men hurting one another
I say with a sigh

Why can’t we imagine
A world without fear
A place to grow up in
That becomes very dear

But instead we move forward
With daggers in hand
We close up our hearts
And take a firm stand

When instead we could think
Of ourselves as a flow
Of loving pure kindness
And wisdom in tow

Perhaps then we
As a world could evolve
And all of life’s problems
We then surely could solve
Shamai Feb 2020
Today
I went back to childhood
And I lay down
And just closed my eyes
And did
Nothing
How good it feels
To be
In a place
Of
Nothing
Ahhhhhh
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