"midsts" poems
Sailing through sheer jagged thoughts
and cool running dreams
The merciless curse of emotion
overflowing the exhilarating streams
Witnessing the chaotic times
of the dark and ancient old
when the mystifying warriors heart
was branded honorable and bold
ever drifting ever more
in this sea without a shore
through this land of legends and lore
ever drifting evermore
Floating ever aimlessly
through translucent waters
seeing the weak of mind from this plane
exiling their sons and daughters
While beasts of burden trudge from within
the midsts of juxtaposing viking ships
ships of war and plague and death
that obliviously vanish within a breath
ever drifting evermore
in this sea without a shore
through this land of legends and lore
ever drifting evermore
Sailing after those laden beasts
that which so arrogantly stray
you see those morbid souls of life
so ominisqueskly carried away
To the ***** delight and warmth
of the strong and merciful earth
Away from this unknown land
Of legends miraculous birth
ever drifting evermore
in this sea without a shore
Through this land of legends and lore
ever drifting evermore
© Crystal Erickson 1999
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 6:24 PM UTC
Unfamiliar face, with your touch that melts so warm.
Foreign bodies with the same intention, wanting more.
Exchanging breaths instead of words,
No expectations to be heard..
Lines blurred.
Asking nothing but a moment of euphoric selfless bliss
Just thrusts of lustful passion
with pain and pleasure in its midsts
Subtleness.
As we continue to succumb this yearning, pure desire..
this stranger doesn't feel so strange,
like a flame amidst the fire.
-Bobbie Leigh
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 9:54 PM UTC
You don't need comfort nor distraction
what you need is a plan of action
A helpin hand,
make it your own
Don't go under,
STAND
see how much you've grown
I believe in you
But don't take my word for it
SEE
Look at all you've shown
Promise cannot be broken
It's hope
Hope will lead you home
The place where you belong
Where you are meant to be
You will see it through eventually
Realise what you've always known
Reality isn't something to escape
It's something to make
Make the most of it
Creationists in our midsts
You have gifts, talent, ability
So much to give
Take control, take responsibility
There's nothing to fear, not really
Cause You have love
And You will always
be able to make it
**Embrace life
Do not forsake it**
You're not alone
But if you ever feel like you are
Embrace yourself
Hug out the doubt
Love is the ultimate wealth
Start with yourself
You are not a mere reflection
Of what you see
You are not a mirror
Reflecting what they think you should be
You are you
Who you hope to be
I see you
I see your hopes
I see your dreams
I love you
I love your hopes
I love your dreams
Hold onto them
Embrace yourself
For they are you
You are the key
Love yourself
Love your hopes
Love your dreams
Truly believe
Make it real
And it will be
your Reality
Jul 23, 2015
Jul 23, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
Even in the
midsts
of all my
despair,
saying your
name
feels like
a breath
of
fresh-air.
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 11:47 AM UTC
My knight in shining armour upon his gallant steed,
Or rather, truth be told, my gallant knight in his shining steed,
Rescued me in my hour of need
When I decided to adventure off piste
To view an ancient church,
For a couple of minutes, or so I thought,
With not a care for any danger or dragons.
But my wheels sunk deep into the cemented mud,
So I had to ring and surreptitiously confess my deed.
He came racing back
To the midsts of nowhere,
Thank goodness for what three words.
We pushed, we pulled, we added straw and sheets of wood,
But the vehicle was stuck fast.
With the light dimming,
We shovelled the earth,
The van decided to play ball,
And with a flurry of mud
Came free at last,
Thanks to my honourable knight
For rescuing me in my misdemeanour.
Oh me and my easily distracted brain!
Mar 11, 2024
Mar 11, 2024 at 11:52 AM UTC
The hills, they are so lonely,
The clouds that keep them company.
From far and beyond,
They rule,
Stand alone, stand tall.
From the midsts of green,
They look,
Peek really,
And lure the lonesome soul.
The river that flows,
Tears that swim,
Sounds that ring,
Of dire weeping.
Through beds of stone,
It seeps,
Sounds the story of that one wanderer.
The wanderer,
Who through the depths of loneliness,
Wanted depart,
Who fought the ways,
And the dismays.
A lonesome road,
That leads to the bed,
A heart that sweeps,
Every wary thought.
And there it goes,
Into the hills it flows,
Awestruck wonder,
Wandering along.
A traveller,
Travelling by,
An ant,
It disappears.
And from far beyond,
You see the light,
A village nearby,
Home.
And there amidst loneliness,
Rests a place,
You can call your own,
Amidst the loneliness,
Lies a friend.
Friends who live and die,
The life and death of a stranger ply,
To the world and me,
Yet they are, amidst the loneliness, my friends.
And there I stand guardian,
Of a tribe unknown,
A warrior,
My father's son.
My tribe,
They sing,
They laugh,
They cry.
They dance,
To the tunes of war.
They hold their knives high,
And sing the songs of fear.
In the lonesome hills,
They remain
A far fledged warrior in all.
But the wind it rustles,
And the memories,
They facade,
Gloom in colour or in sepia.
And the trees,
They hide,
In awe wonder,
The hills of ancient meander.
And the flowers,
They dance,
Listen and hum,
While the leaves sing.
And yet,
The colour,
It fades,
And paired, lonesome they remain.
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 4:08 AM UTC
8 minutes to sunrise...
I open my eyes and see the white sheets
Scarred with the impressions we left upon them the night before. .
silently..
They seem abused
I can tell that it was a rough night
I woke up with bruises
Expecting you to wake up and walk out
Throwing my heart with excuses...
Outspoken ...
Silently. .
You woke up like a convict...
Who had secretly plotted to and killed someone
Within their dreams...
Secretly. ..
Silently..
I try to cage each minute..
For I have things I wish to say to you. ..
Words that seemed to have stayed hidden from you..
Baby there's 8 minutes to sunrise
Tell me what we're going to do...
Time is running out
And somehow I am no longer afraid of the darkness
With 6 minutes until the sun rises
I want to get lost in the midsts
of your soul
So that my heart can now what
It is like to wake up to a beautiful dream
4 minutes 'till sunrise
I can see the rays of the sun light
Dancing to the rhythm of our heartbeats
Tell me how we made through the night.
At sunset you told me you love
Night came,
And you showed me you love me
But with 2 minutes before the sun sets
I only need you to hold me ..
-Thembekile ".Kilay Deh'Poet." Tsaoane
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 9:31 PM UTC
in Tom Jones rocks on stage.
You rock bestest longest,
at Taj-Mahal peoney cave
I swear I only see you;
my rocking sensually!
lover rock dancing your
fifteen pumps into
our heavenly midsts
and back or make it last
****** fifteen times four
nutty Third Rate Romance
Rock me all night long.
lay I sip your willow tea
oh tea of me make too..
I'm in love with your mind
your syllhuette ink heart
Rock me at Ginny baby inn
I grant your every wish!
Oh sweet lover mine
conceived in sacred
temple paradisical womb
ruler king God's named you.
Crafted above endowed
in gold elastic generous thread,
the measure of your pride,
bestest among all kings,
amongst mortal men.
even Angels envy you.
Women sigh with just one look!
You walk a sway unique
istoic celibate you chase me
I'm sinner in your courts
my veil of chastity falters.
come fill my buttercup.
Loving you mornings long
days long the nights long.
my breakfast in bed you
I long for you.
my Tam Tam my base drum
glued to me evermore.
~~~
By; Karijinbba
@t Mr and Mrs Andrews
Sep 26, 2021
Sep 26, 2021 at 5:47 PM UTC
You can’t say you never loved me.
That will be like saying you never told me sweet nothings, and touched my skin like you were writing poetry.
That will be like saying you never kissed my lips and smiled in the midsts of it.
like we never stayed up all night just to talk.
You can’t say you never loved me.
That would be like saying you never stuck by me, you never comforted me through the cold and bitter mindsets.
Like you never gave me hope to live another day.
You gave me the audacity to think I matter, You reminded me everyday.
You can’t say you never loved me.
That would be like saying we never laughed as we talked as everyone around us soon became nothing.
Like you never looked into my eyes like I was millions of galaxies exploding in your chest.
and in every little moment we lasted forever.
You promised me forever.
You cant say you never loved me, you just cant.
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 7:53 PM UTC
happiness is overtly overrated
But we can't see it yet
as also we cannot see geniuses among our midsts
and the other amateurs.
"make it last, make it last" they say
I say"suck my ****
Jun 11, 2012
Jun 11, 2012 at 3:29 PM UTC
she struts on the stage,
bends her body to the right,
then the left,
she does a spin,
and strikes a pose
then slides into a waltz like dance
she bends over and grabs her ankles
and drags her hands up her body as she rises
her fingers grab her shirt
and she lifts it off her body
quick strikes a pose
and does a counter-clockwise spin
during which she unsnaps her bra
and works her arms until it's off
now you see her beautiful *******
bouncing free
she does a dance
and skips off stage
A man comes out in a suit and tie
"Give it up for the ladies tonight"
"You know if they were any more beautiful
we'd be accused of committing crimes.
did anybody hear about the President's trip to hannaford
he said yes, even you can afford
but that's not the worst part
his children were found playing in the alcohol isle
popping off beers and drinking them
I mean why not?
when you're the kid of the president
why would you give a ****
now give a hand to our next lovely lady
all the way from asia
to do her dance
of fantasy
give it up for the one and only
Chi Verina Lee"
She strutted out on stage (in bra and *******
she bent over to show her cleavage
and she grabbed her knees
she lifted her finger to her lip
and shished the audience
then she pointed out to them
and waved to come forward as she shook her ***
then she got up and turned her back to the audience
and hunched up her shoulders and looked
as if to see if anyone was watching her
she broke out into a quadruple plea-A
and bent for a sideways bow
then she moved her arms in an arch
and bent all the way down and touched the floor
she broke out into spins going the opposite way
in the midsts her bra went flying
she stopped to reveal small and perky *******
pointing toward the audience
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 9:17 PM UTC
I caught up with an old friend tonight.
And after a couple of laughs (and a decent amount of heart-breaking memories) I found myself left with this question:
"Is this life only about giving and taking? Can this really be the only thing that keeps our stone-hearts beating?"
And then it hit me, like a lighting-rod in the midsts of an electrical storm;
This life is about accepting and understanding that not everything will be golden on this yellow-brick road that we call life.
And in despite of it all,
you will be okay.
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC
Like a wild-bush,
Frenzied on growing,
My empirical designation,
Of self-implosion
Falls like Berlin walls,
And Stalin statues,
I wonder if the night can see like me,
Or if the daunting blue figurines of my watch,
Dance like the dozy white flakes of a cold winter storm,
In the midsts of battle we learn decisiveness and impending insanity,
Summer heat brings showers of agony and glimpses of pleasure,
Like fleeing from some unearthed Hell we forged ourselves in,
The Earth she moans to the dark strands of nowhere,
"Please take me home." She cries
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
As neutral as the sun, giving light to all
In the midsts of confusion
on the streetlights
clang prints of the lost
where matters meet opinion
trouble is inevitable as the hours of winter
happiness is pruned by sharp summits of standard
Summer blooms like blossoms of bliss
that meet the trees whom kiss the skies
a shock of relief that blesses
As the drops slither along the green fields
whom are wet
and are dancing with the north winds
and sing as the wild mumbles sweet sounds of soft
A million ages of neurotic entertainment
a thousand and four hundred
skyscapers bend like feathers over the lives of us
inequality strikes logic
littered fields of sense moan disaster
but no one's listening...
The cosmos reasonates to us, within us
as beautiful as a storm of clouds
as sweet as peace
the universe pleads to you to let it seize you
as easy as tripping over the truth
is finding life within you
As neutral as the moon, giving light to all
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 6:11 AM UTC
A feeling of awe
when standing in midsts ancient
the whispers are true.
May 12, 2010
May 12, 2010 at 6:58 PM UTC
I kissed you under the hot sun
(I was surprised you let me)
your lips felt like ice
they were so cold and numb
I wanted to bring you back to life
(back from the frozen desolate world you resided in)
but I couldn't
and no matter how hard I tried
to bring back the lights in your eyes
and the feeling in your lips
the touch of your light fingertips
and the beat of your cold heart
there was an arctic storm
deep in the midsts of your
eyes
lungs
veins
fingertips
lips
mind
heart
you were so long gone
nothing could save you
from the heartbroken mess
you had now become
Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 12:32 PM UTC
And here I stand,
In the midsts of dripping eyelashes,
Once again lost at sea—
Nowhere to look but his eyes.
I’ve found that,
for my lamentable misfortune,
I’m still in love.
You will always be there,
a perpetual phantom
in every dream and nightmare,
every corner and roundabout,
every tear and laughter.
I cannot forget,
Though I surely have tried.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 1:59 AM UTC
Small hands with its deep small palm lines
Watching you grow
Inside out
Small hands as in the womb they first folded
Small hopes, small fists
I watched you grew up, you watched me grew
Small hands, layers of fat
Lines perfectly aligned, perfectly etched
When the soul inside felt too big for the body
When the soul inside wanted to break free
When the soul inside wanted to cover the whole world in its palms
Within the small hands,
that's what the soul inside thought
Small hands fine wrinkles
Find solace in moistures
In the midsts of convoluting mist of daily life
You watched me grew up, when did you grew up?
Small hands,
'til you find another ones to hold,
going through every single wrinkle fold...
I'll hold you up
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 3:33 AM UTC
the sun sleeps behind a blanket of clouds
i am surrounded by crowds
and yet loneliness preys on me
i pray no one observes or sees
i have buried myself in a cemetery
alone, i am content and happy
and yet my thoughts ramble restlessly
the time i feel alone stretches out endlessly
loneliness reminds me of a con man
his lies convince me alone i stand
he cheats me out of all that could have been
and informs me i deserve hell, there i will pay for my sins
no one tells you how isolating it is to exist
ironically, we feel alone in each other’s midsts
people avoid the odd one out
people avoid those who are silent, and those who shout
our species is cruel to its own kind
eyes lose their shine, we don’t realize we are confined
there are holes in all of us,
why is it we never discuss
the craters we create, and the craters others leave,
i can’t even begin to perceive how easily
we call each other *** ***** pig
we never stop to empathize
we think only of the things we would jeopardize,
always on the fence about one another
yet we are all mothers, brothers, each other’s
perhaps we are satisfied with being alone
maybe ill be happier sitting on a throne, overthrown
someone told me victory is tastiest when achieved individually
but i think differently,
i believe we don’t need to suffer miserably, individually
i know loneliness takes all we can commit to it,
often times, it leaves us feeling like ****
loneliness is love’s counterfeit
they promise to fill a hole, and yet the cavity remains omitted
but i chose to believe that the broken can mend
and i chose to believe the paths we walk are not dead ends.
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 5:19 AM UTC
karmic eventuality - II
06/26/2021
there, in the midsts of opulence , stood I
floors of alabaster marble, columns of Marquina black,
open in all directions, including the heavens above,
gradual elevation, in key motif, to a higher standard,
seated on Lapis Lazuli, judges of the day
standing in that magnificent hall of justice,
creators, of opposing representation, themselves present,
when one, known by all, in positivity, meaning God,
looks down upon my disheveled appearance,
reflecting true extents of my deeds performed,
asks, “what shall be my judgement?”
I respond, “let my existence cease, that be my punishment.”
then, His brethren, from the nether world, the Satan,
asks, “what shall be my judgement?”
I respond, “let my existence cease, that be my reward.”
Jun 26, 2021
Jun 26, 2021 at 9:28 PM UTC
I have been left
in the rain
in the midsts
of my own storms
I have been diminished
demeaned
and berated.
but none of that matters
now that you are so finally mine.
we have both changed
and beyond the pain
of change
and the hurt
of growth
but beyond that
I have felt the pain
of loss
and grown used
to being left
and yet I still fear
a more permanent farewell
between you and I.
but I do not doubt
your efforts
or you.
I do doubt
my sanity
and however long
it will last
and how long
you will stick it
out.
but for now I will appreciate
the warmth
and the dry
that is here.
I am not one for goodbyes.
goodbye means going away.
and going away means forgetting.
I do not care to forget you.
that's from Peter Pan I think.
but you are no lost boy
I trust that
flying away to Wendy
or Neverland
are not options
you are looking at.
I love you
so
and I know
that we were brought together
to last.
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 9:36 PM UTC
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the last one
This whole generation is gone
talked to death
By the poets within their Midsts
Dying
Yet inviting everyone to follow
::
welcome
YE who would live
//
You might get lonely
But you can live
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC