Last Commented Allegory Poems (898)

Whistle as you wander down life's road,
Will you become an eagle or a toad?
Cause you don't know what each new day will bring,
So play and prance and laugh and dance and sing,

Trouble as you wander down life's road,
You weaken underneath the heavy load,
And you don't know exactly what to do,
Fight with all your might crash on through,

Steady now you wander down life's road,
You are becoming what you've always known,
And now you know what wisened days will bring,
Reach out to grab hold of the Brass Ring,

Cautious strides with purpose down life's road,
Thankful that your story can now be told,
Cause now you know what each new day will bring,
So pray and praise and let those Churchbells ring.

I've got my heart over my skin
Exposed.. Ready for the viewing..
Like a tattoo, like an emblem,
Like a statement or an anthem..
I've got my heart over my skin
Offered to the sun and the wind
To the cold, the frost and rain
Up to scratches and the pain...
I've got my heart over my skin
My love, my soul, all my feelings
My every note, the words I sing
Engraved along my rugged skin...
I've got my heart over my skin
For it's too big to stay within
And it's easier to make it sing
When every beat is shivering...
I've got my heart over my skin
Warm, fiery little thing
Pulsing, ticking like a bomb
At all moment, every second...
I wear my heart over my skin
Open, exposed, weak and fragile
But protected by a shield
Made of your smile...

If I was a tree,
I'd stand mighty and tall,
I would turn brilliant colors,
In the cool chill of Fall,

I would always reach out,
Drawing strength from God's Earth,
Adding one ring upon another,
From the year of my birth,

My foliage in full bloom,
Would shade you from the burn,
My intricately woven branches,
Protect you when rains return,

If I could but speak,
Rings of tales I could tell,
About the many dreams of mankind,
Pennies tossed in Life's wishing well.

The sands of time drift about within the wind
Feel how it blows softly against the skin
Thoughts and feelings are but grains of sand
See how they sift gently from the hand

Words of love seem to have little meaning
but it is the hope of those still dreaming
They sometimes just leave us screaming

The sands of time blowing sublime
Caressing our soul with its passionate heat
As we search blindly to make us feel complete
Watch the ocean waves ebb and flow
rushing to drown us as it pulls us in the tow

The many times I see the foot prints
I still wonder if I am still being carried
Or have I lost my way as I wander aimlessly
into the fray.

I despise my bitterness and dismay
I feel so old and grey
I reflect upon my younger day
when love was a bit easier to play
Its just getting too hard today

So I shall gather a handful of sand
and let it drift softly out of my hand
and consider every grain is nothing
more than unanswered dreams
drifting in dried up streams

Why should I care for a face so fair
with flowing soft hair?
For they don't seem to care either
for a fool thread bare

The many faces from many places
What do they say?
The lines and wrinkles their eyes seem to twinkle
They are always so far away

The things they say of themselves
are they their own self perception
or hidden thoughts of deception?

It is said a tree is known by its fruit
A flower known by its scent
Though there are many flowers
that appear to us as beautiful
and cute
Not everything one sees is not
with true intent

How often we want to believe
but we often are deceived
There is but one truth we all hold
so dear
We are sometimes full of doubt and fear

Trust must be earned
and love must be learned
its all we have to avoid getting burned

Yet, do consider that all our life's lessons
and human intercessions
brings us nearer to understanding the God we dance to
Regrets of the past and fear of the future only
tend to lead us to the road of depression

We are all searching for ourselves through the reflection
of others
We are by nature sisters and brothers
Only fools choose to bring harm
by the misuse of their charm

The many faces pretty and sad
Some happy and some perhaps mad
Beyond the masks we wear lies the truth
somewhere
Yet, to be honest nobody is that much
greater or less than another
we all have our burdens to share
some unfortunately may not even care

If we find but one true friend to walk
with us to the end
we can say we have a great treasure
hence embrace them with pleasure
but, learn to set them free
for they will love you for all eternity

I've spent my life upon the ocean
Through storms and troughs
And tsunamis of dread

And sometimes I have sighted Islands
Upon this trackless ocean of life
But have been unable to reach them
So rough has been the tide

I came upon an archipelago
Many islands beneath the sun
Of various size and appearance

As I tried to land on some
I found them unwelcoming
Some were frozen and aloof
Some gave me a hostile reception
And made me go away
Others already had two inhabitants
And three would be a crowd

Still others did I come upon
Where the islands had been damaged
Perhaps by war or bad season
yet others are only seen at night
Their inhabitants afraid of the glare of day
Sounding out their siren's calls
To lure the unwary
And to rob them of their goods

My quest goes on amid the islands
Till I find one where I can live
And at last my journey will be over
My anchor dropped in a friendly harbour

Till then my voyage continues
Upon the sea of loneliness...

Laid back, lazy
resting
T-shirt and panties
sweat-moistened
clinging

The fan oscillates
pushing warm air around
silken caresses stroking my legs
like feathers

While I listen to the sultry
George Michael crooning to
the plucking of cello strings
as he's kissing a fool

Shiraz on my mind
Whilst he sits in the freeze
on chill

The time has come
to BE STILL

© June 29, 2018, L. Karriem

Plop > Drops A Little Pebble
Ponding Ripples Through My Brain)))
Sending Circles Lap So Gently
Trying To Wash Away The Pain

Oh To Write My Little Message
Maybe Give It Cadence Time ?
Could I Pen A Pretty Poem ?
Using Lots Of Lovely Rhyme ?

Oh To Feel That Splash And Tickle
Gently Lapping At My Toes
Oh To Feel Your Thoughts So Gently
Easy Comes And Easy Goes ???

'Twas So Lovely, Don't Cha Know It !
Skipping Stones Both To And Frow >
Oh To Toss Your Thoughts So Truely
Splashin' Back Your Little Prose

Go ahead and try to love me,
I've sealed all my windows and doors,
If you're truly searching you might find me,
Splattered across your walls and floors,

I'm hiding deep inside myself,
Searching for some place to bleed thru,
Can't think of any other way,
Is it too late to get thru to you?

In my quietest moments,
My deepest longing to forget,
Yet for all my earnest longing,
Memories haven't faded quite yet,

But with strength of pure will,
I push on forward still,
I keep reaching high above,
Seeking forgiveness and love,

Was a time when I was young,
Before I knew any real truth,
That what I longed so deeply for,
May never, ever take root,

But as Summer turned to Fall,
And the sun's light forshortened,
After long cold Winter days,
Spring arrived with grand importance,

And with the Love of God's Will,
I push on stronger still,
I finally reached high enough above,
To lay hold of my Saviour's ever-lasting Love,

Was a time when I was young,
Before I knew any real truth,
What I'd so deeply longed for,
One Glorious Day would take root,

So reach out to Him,
From deep depths of despair,
God will always be waiting,
With open arms, tender mercies, loving care.