"farsighted" poems
Hey!
You, yes you,
The one looking for love.
Searching, scavenging,
every opening and cavity,
shifting perspectives from high to low.
From sea to sea, coast to coast,
textbooks, blogs, looking for an explanation,
Why have you not found her?
Where could she be?
For you won't find her,
simply because there is no "finding" necessary.
She's been there the whole time.
You think of her as your friend,
but she knows of you as more.
Open your eyes man!
Just look around, stop your despair,
What if she's already there?
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 12:46 PM UTC
I realize
I have real eyes
That see real lies—
~Nearsighted
(rule of law)
~Farsighted
(rule of lies)
~The "ayes" have it
(hidden agenda)
~The "ayes" have it
(secret addenda)
~The "ayes" have it
(hate crimes)
~The "ayes" have it
(critical times)
~Undocumented truth
(entombed)
~Unmitigated lies
(exhumed)
I realize
I have real eyes
That see real lies—
~As the world cries
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 5:06 PM UTC
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A Nearsighted mind will seek immediate gain, centered on self for short-term return
Such future self will look back forlorningly what was lost in fortunes vicissitude.
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Farsighted sight seeks Value of Greater Plentitude.
Puts aside oneself in favor of the Whole investing in Now for Futures gain.
Communities celebrate as
the child plays
~ basking in Glory for the Coming Days ~
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
I don't know what it is about me...
maybe I'm just farsighted.
The further away things get,
the better I see them.
But then,
they're gone.
Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 2:55 AM UTC
fingers tapping against your thigh, music note mumblings. subtract everyone else and watch the feeling
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disassemble and reassemble the ensemble and allocate your earnings as earnestly as you can without appearing overeager. overhearing a conspiracy between my lips and your neck. a secret isn't a secret unless you whisper it, so do it, make sure the russians don't hear us as they rush off to give reports on that look I just gave you, the one that is oh so telling. reveling in it. living in the revelation of your skin, pouring down your presence like honey, like sweet molasses dripping thick and sweet, simmering under the sun, glimmering in the water like a jewel, jealous and **** painful and dark and dazzling. beating only in anatomical hearts, out of tune, cacophony and cruel crimson, missing someone not something, left wanting and waning in the light of a lopsided moon, farsighted and fingers that prune in purple light rippling across the walls, willing to travel the planes of your body, embodied travesty traversing the sahara, dunes doomed to be swept away by the wind, breaking and kept away, each grain unable to touch one another more than once, gorgeous enough to be pain, staking your claim on misery before the misers bury it in their own backyards, backwards discovery, a convenient amnesia, believing ruses and runes to decipher in delicate dictum like tricking a language into translating itself.
almost too much of not enough.
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 12:14 PM UTC
You are so funny
So cute
Smart
Dependable
Trustworthy
Worthy
Am I worthy?
What about my humor?
My looks?
My brilliance?
My reliability?
My responsibility?
All the things that I see in you
That you can't notice in me
I wonder is you even looking
Because everyone else seem to realize
Maybe I'm too close to you
...and you're farsighted
I foreseen this
But the impression you gave me
I couldn't have backed down
Maybe there's someone standing behind me
And you are distracted
You could have told me along time ago that you were looking for the perfect person to suit you
And you didn't too much care to fit that persons life in return
Why do it **** you to say or do anything nice?
Oh I know
All of your energy is getting put to use someplace else
So when I come around you're already tired
Well I once was told
To only use someone who is useless
For Someone who is applicable
Either you leave them on the shelf
Or
You invest with all that you have left
Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 2:48 AM UTC
are farsighted? I’m splitting in two
in front of them, and still I can’t get
their attention. They walk over me like
I’m fallen leaves. I feel so used. I beg and
I plead for some relief. But they think it’s
my usual drama. So, I wear my steely armor
and smile. I’m not fooling anyone, least of all
myself. So, I hide in a bottle like a ship. And just like
the ship I can’t get out of the narrow
mouth. And there’s a cork at the head that won’t let
anything in. So, here I’m all alone by myself, which is
something I’m used to. And now since I’m split at the bow
I’ve no masts but two hulls.
Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 9:06 AM UTC
My wife has eyes in the back of her head
So I got her into hats
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
Whilst lingering in a hell bound past
and making uncomfortable use
of your smile
I redeem myself
-----
before pale flashes
of the visions you encounter
and wishes
of the rose garden blooming in winter
you come to see the harsh reality
-----
no given reason will come
nor foreign obstacles
to your daily redemption
and a surprisingly valuable scenery
reminds you of these times
-----
setting yourself up as a negative ploy
for but the upmost gravely feelings
and destined an unpatched fate
your mind is empty
and your soul drops dead
-----
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 4:05 AM UTC
An assortment of experiences
Empirically gather
I’ve sampled the sacred nectar
I’ve climbed Jacob’s ladder
I’ve found to stay clear
Of both worry and fear
Is the key to longevity
In this life we hold dear
Yet the eyes of this world
Are more near than farsighted
And the strangers next door
Are rarely invited
Close-mindedness and fear
Are cultural building blocks
Compassion is an open gate
Indifference keeps it locked
Only love can mend
A world so far apart
The path we are missing
Lies within our hearts...
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 4:55 PM UTC
I've been running
through the night like
a schizophrenic ghost,
looking for the angels
that used to hang around
here, the tarnished ones,
the ones that lost their shine,
and all the while
I keep bumping into walls
that aren't even there.
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
Inside out
Outside in
Hidden routes
Where to begin
Hope within
But its not cracked open
What does it take to win
So many emotions
Life will never be easy
But it doesn't have to be hard
You might feel uneasy
You might put up your guard
But everyone has their own road
And deep inside you're always guided
Even though you might be slowed
Stay farsighted
Follow your dreams
Find your fortune
Grab life by the seams
Give it your all not just a portion
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC
*Truth’s a double edged sword
And true lies have a façade
For each occasion that’s mundane
Or otherwise and when peddled they’re mostly plain
Eliciting brouhaha meant to send mixed signals
Kind of “stones” hitting an “undisclosed” number of birds.
A crop of good fellows, politicians that is
Barely ever leave the populace at ease
Buttering them up with falsehoods, platitudes even half truths
And by virtue of being inherently over-excitable, these verbal missiles
From ‘slingshots’ cause strife, discord, discontent even apathy
In all manner of forms and so nationhood and integration atrophy.
Funny enough this happens from a seemingly divided
Front “truth” is there’s a common denominator, self-preservation and that’s farsighted.*
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 3:22 AM UTC
when love takes wings
dances your heart strings
you feel stretched
miserable wretched
reborn as Cupid's avatar
tense like strings of guitar
find the world way too small
where she is the one and all
all of time and space
occupies only her face
you become too excited
to be farsighted
every word of hers
is music to your ears
blind in love with her
you're everything but clever
losing life's fun
jealous of everyone
till she says goodbye
and leave for another guy!
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 12:37 PM UTC
I've idolized for some time now
the stone altars which lie numb
Countless sums found their way to zero
for no other reason than to become some hero
Maybe I'm just ****** but something tells me
I'd treat that **** like it's my do or die pillow
I can hear the beat of their drums
running a marathon towards my tomb
Help me help you
I bleed dumb, I bleed young
take me before the night comes
Lock me up and throw away the key
It's kind of ironic the way red compliments
the rocks only when the sun is hung highest
Death to the tyrants I will not be silenced
I'll constantly ***** this corrosive lifeblood
til it crashes 'cross the cosmos like some defiant comet
I do not need a realignment my mind is it's own climate
and I'll keep heading for the highlands
like I'm climbing for the brightest
Forgive me, I'm just farsighted and this here island
looks more like a diamond than confinement
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 4:28 PM UTC
Life is a ceaseless mystery
Man lives with his mastery
Unjust, he justifies his actions
His oracle ends up in a debacle
His justice is self-adjudged as best
Justice juggled to his needs and deeds
Fair judgment makes one happy for once
And unfair one keeps all hapless always.
Lawyer quotes law and courts witness
Witness exhibits his tuned and tutored wit
As tussle of right and wrong goes along
Judgment ends up with justice to one,
And injustice to other begins to open up.
Oh behold! The Supreme Justice,
The luring, daring and dear divine
Who makes flawless laws of creation,
Who creates to destroy any thing sooner,
And destroys to create all things later,
Who made birth and death a myth
Life paired up with hope and despair
The Lord is forthright and farsighted,
He floated a flawless law of nature,
He withholds injustice to uphold justice,
His Majesty is frank and fair,
His Balance Sheet is clean and clear
His judgment is fine and final,
Man’s good deeds are his best assets,
His bad deals are his lingering liabilities
His net-worth makes hell of difference;
Gleam or gloom, flourish or perish.
Justice delayed but never denied.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
Everything seems farsighted
Yet something feels very near
As the heart beats for nothing
To only You we never lose faith.
Far beyond the plain vast sky
Hidden hope scattered wide and wild
So many friends, so many lovers
So many human, so many believers.
May You give the strength for the heart
May You cherish the beauty of the mind
May You restore the confidence in the body
May everything in balance, for someone to be called a human.
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 11:42 AM UTC
As the gramophone in the corner spins Stravinsky
i lie wake in a puddle of my own *****
I can wash off the smell of pubs and whiskey
but can never run away from it.
As the devil drags me again by my hand
to the tear-stained paper at my old table,
i could tell you that I'm keeping my mouth dry
but you wouldn't believe this fable.
It'd be just not to trust it, there is reason, for
a man who had tried drinking away pain
is a man who'd succumbed to a bottle before
and a man who will do it again.
one eye so nearsighted that i can't see tomorrow/
the other so farsighted i can't see today.
As i am writing this i am drinking my poison cold,
counting on gray hair all the years that are gone
liquor and love are the poor man's gold
and a man's wealth - dying loving or dying loved.
I don't remember if it was happiness
or of thereof lack
but the jack in the box looks
now like a box of jack
Mar 1, 2025
Mar 1, 2025 at 12:48 PM UTC
Think what pains
a flame must endure:
trapped in a lantern
Inexorable gusts misshapes its form
like dead clay in uncaring hands -
pure self-found victim,
so surely estranged.
****** to winds and shimmers,
alone in the dark;
Bright auburn eyes that seek
stares itself apart.
A million souls to a flame
sharing warmth in vast night
each too blind to the others light.
and worst of all
they blame themselves,
Insecure and in doubt,
pretending they're alone.
Arrogance plays second to their
greatest offense -
ignoring love, their truest sin.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 8:20 PM UTC