"fortelling" poems
the water is merky
fortelling a warning sign
of unscrupulous people who will bring me to ruin
but yet he accepts it so kindly
and turns to hold me
it felt so real, his fingers upon my skin
i never wanted him to let go
but this dream was nothing as it seems
for i know that my demise would
only be further progressed if he lingered
however the dream doesn't last
just like these thoughts of commitment
doubt seems to always find its way in
leaking onto my motivation, and perserverance
nobody said it was easy
no one ever said it would be this hard
so i stop
before i can go on
my voice alone cannot do this on its own
and i seem to weak to stop the trickle of my ambivalence
chasing comets and shooting stars has it's mysteries
but i cannot seem to jump into the galaxy as easily as i'm wishing
wishing on the falling stars, falling into oblivion
until they wither away into nothing
and still my dreams haunt me
i can
is what i whisper on the wind
no one seems to hear for the world is drowning out each of our voices
telling us more and more each day the casualties and pollution advisories
getting lost in thoughts of tomorrow
setting myself up for failure today
it's a strange world
where things are much more than absurd
i can grasp the idea
lets just hope i can hold onto it
Jan 7, 2010
Jan 7, 2010 at 10:39 AM UTC
A day
that cries at burials,
plays havoc on sinuses
and sales
vendors...
...rainy days
remind me
of tears
rolling down
the eye-windows
of my abode...
...and cling onto
flowery buds
and leaves
looking like
tiny delicate
crystal *****
soon fortelling
their own quick
evaporating end
of ephemeral
microscopic
life form
worlds
held inside
each droplet...
...how well
DeVaSTaTiNg
each innocent
each drop becomes
Once POOLED TOGETHER, CAN EVEN MOVE MOUNTAINS, FLOOD WHOLE TOWNS, AND CLAIM VICTIMS BY THE SCORE...
...I see crowds
being gently pelted
by these heavenly
tears;
reminding me
of a GIANT baptism
that nurtures
bodies and minds
as well as
flowers and trees...
... I became interested
with the truth,
that the FORCE
of droplets
being OVERWHELMING
and AWESOME...
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 1:09 PM UTC
And I'll, be foretelling in time,
no matter how hard I try,
I'll always be a wasted life.
So this is my goodbye
Wake me when I,
have the courage to die.
Cause I'm too modest to try.
*I am a wasted life&
I'll be fortelling in time
***That this is my goodbye ***
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
Below my feet, flows the river of death
Above my head, is a delusion filled wrath
The control of my emotions within my soul
I already see it burning and turning into coal
The earth itself has ripped apart
Engulfing many, there is no end nor start
Mountains and valleys flood with dead
The scene am witnessing is gravely sad
Winds are slowly dying, the creeks also drying
Some who are alive, wail out loud crying
The only species seem happy are the vultures
Preying on their catch, practicing their cultures
Have you wandered by now, who am I?
Fortelling this coming catastrophe through my eye
Readers, I am time within time
Passing each stage, witnessing every crime
The mankind daring with unthinkable deeds
Fulfilling their darkest desires and filthy needs
The balance of karma is weighing heavy on life
Be it anyone, one is sure to be killed by a knife
I see it all coming very soon, at a fast pace
Like it happens in an event of a relay race
My concern is on the upcoming destruction
Having everyone dead, and no one for reconstruction...
©sim
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
Know This:
Whatever your present circumstances are
Know this: You will get Better. Better and
Better Spiritually, Physically. There may
Seem to be set backs but all in this world
Is merely a stage as the Bard has said:
Signifying nothing. A prelude fortelling
A more perfect time to come. This is true
For all beings always and never more than
At death' door. Defects morall and physical
Mental and spiritual are but temporary
Platforms before our Rising -All worldly
Judgements are voided. The judge, the
Hangman and all the worldly cohort are
Confounded. Know this then at thy core.
Believe then at the darkest hour that you
Are Saved. All the misbegotten, the lost
The slave. the thief, the lame, the blind
The ***** all those judged unequal and
Unworthy shall be made whole-Come
Into the light sing and dance and Glorify
God in Heaven that they were saved by
Grace; Nothing defeats the God of Love
Perfecting Perfection still we become ever
Closer to the One who is able to Love
This Is Who You Are...
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
A sky view tells of the infinite, our place is nare what we expect it.
A new creation revealed beyond, far from earth
each sector doesn't seem as big, even hovering beneath you,
everything fits like pieces to pieces.
Above the clouds it feels natural to be,
fortelling where you land.
I knew i never wanted to settle
when the view amid looked as so.
Not missing another moment to miss out on this.
Why stay in one place?
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC