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Bars
There are bars on my window
That mars my view of the park
The trees don’t talk, or listen
Like me, they just are
At times of high winds they whisper
Each one its own orchestral aria
Sometimes soft
And then with crescendos
Like passages from Holst’s Mars
But mostly as soft sad laments
Yet now stillness reigns
Somehow seeming a motion
That defies movement
Empty swings plead for children
As if they have an understanding
Of solitude and loneliness
A passing stray cat stops
And stares
With a look of apprehension
In eyes as dark as its fur
Its coat blacker than its shadow
For a fleeting second
We look into each others eyes
Then it quickly scurries away
Maybe it could perceive
The bars that imprison my soul
That mars my view of the park
The trees don’t talk, or listen
Like me, they just are
At times of high winds they whisper
Each one its own orchestral aria
Sometimes soft
And then with crescendos
Like passages from Holst’s Mars
But mostly as soft sad laments
Yet now stillness reigns
Somehow seeming a motion
That defies movement
Empty swings plead for children
As if they have an understanding
Of solitude and loneliness
A passing stray cat stops
And stares
With a look of apprehension
In eyes as dark as its fur
Its coat blacker than its shadow
For a fleeting second
We look into each others eyes
Then it quickly scurries away
Maybe it could perceive
The bars that imprison my soul
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
Not been around for a while, I have been moving, not far but always far enough, nice to be back. xx
Giving In To The Gray
Overwhelmed with fear
I whispered into the rain
Disarming defenses,
Giving in to the gray
Tearing down all of my shelter
within my hollowed decay
While this echoing silence
gave every tear drop a name
They begin filling the voids
with mundane hopes for a change
Heaven will save me from hell
and blue skies will reign
Lazily lay in green grass
watching clouds drift away
It's all but a deflated dream
now that my colors have changed
My thoughts have become restless noise
of uncertainties rearranged
Damning my emotions,
lies decorated with grace
Now I stand with a hardened heart
in the sobering autumn rain
I'm disarmed and defenseless,
... Giving in to the gray
~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
Love seeketh not itself to please,nor for itself hath any care,
but for another gives its ease,
and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.
~William Blake~
I want to die
I made mistakes all my life
now all I do is drive
open the window
burns my eye
but all I do is drive
so many cars with bright lights
cannot even see the road at night
all hot and sticky in the summers heat
too many blues not enough reason
I'm old and grey feeling the pain
ice on the window in a winters day
listening to a radio with frozen fingers
another year had just passed by
just want my search to end
so I can
die in her arms tonight
now all I do is drive
open the window
burns my eye
but all I do is drive
so many cars with bright lights
cannot even see the road at night
all hot and sticky in the summers heat
too many blues not enough reason
I'm old and grey feeling the pain
ice on the window in a winters day
listening to a radio with frozen fingers
another year had just passed by
just want my search to end
so I can
die in her arms tonight
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
not literally die just find her and collapse in her arms for the night.prosperovity
the presence of your beauty
dissappeared in the city
grace you have displaced
shinning soul has become dull
light has become dark
in the souls gravity of pull
unwashed face left out in the cold
burning barrels of wasted gold
captured in a ruin of despair
once long ago
your elegance claimed
the faces of treasure hunters
seeking the mother load
a blade at you side
hoping to catch a
four legged foe
covered in the weather
that has been brought down on you
trying to reclaim the
dances of yesterday
with shattering no end
of shaking your
soul.
dissappeared in the city
grace you have displaced
shinning soul has become dull
light has become dark
in the souls gravity of pull
unwashed face left out in the cold
burning barrels of wasted gold
captured in a ruin of despair
once long ago
your elegance claimed
the faces of treasure hunters
seeking the mother load
a blade at you side
hoping to catch a
four legged foe
covered in the weather
that has been brought down on you
trying to reclaim the
dances of yesterday
with shattering no end
of shaking your
soul.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
from porsperity to poverty it happening every day all around the world as the economic whoas have unfolded.
Sweet gentle beauty
Sweet gentle beauty
What pain behind those eyes
You treat your sorrow as a duty
With a forced smile that never lies
Why does God test us so
Why is faith often betrayed
We walk the road given though
Hurting as we feel so frayed
Walking numb at times hoping
The constant tears can be delayed
Ever worrying and deteriorating
Trying to foretell the cards played
Even if the burden is unimagineable
We go on for other's sake
Keeping our composure tangible
Hoping life will give us a break
Oh sweet gentle beauty
My arms surround and caress you
Enabling you to finally see
The pleasure you once knew
And was always meant to be
Not Plagued by all this sorrow
That refuses to set you free
I prey there is a God tomorrow
I prey there is divine sympathy
To ease your pain and wounds
Give you the life that never seems to be
And can never come to soon
Oh sweet gentle beauty
You deserve your turn at happiness
Sorrow is not your natural state
You are not deserving of this stress
You were meant to shine and enjoy
This is not destined to be your fate
Please then let us attempt to destroy
The pain that keeps you caged of late
And restrains your natural joy
What pain behind those eyes
You treat your sorrow as a duty
With a forced smile that never lies
Why does God test us so
Why is faith often betrayed
We walk the road given though
Hurting as we feel so frayed
Walking numb at times hoping
The constant tears can be delayed
Ever worrying and deteriorating
Trying to foretell the cards played
Even if the burden is unimagineable
We go on for other's sake
Keeping our composure tangible
Hoping life will give us a break
Oh sweet gentle beauty
My arms surround and caress you
Enabling you to finally see
The pleasure you once knew
And was always meant to be
Not Plagued by all this sorrow
That refuses to set you free
I prey there is a God tomorrow
I prey there is divine sympathy
To ease your pain and wounds
Give you the life that never seems to be
And can never come to soon
Oh sweet gentle beauty
You deserve your turn at happiness
Sorrow is not your natural state
You are not deserving of this stress
You were meant to shine and enjoy
This is not destined to be your fate
Please then let us attempt to destroy
The pain that keeps you caged of late
And restrains your natural joy
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
For someone who has hadmore than their share of
adversity.
The Time Say Goodbye Is Hardest
The idea of forever is kind of ridiculous, which is unfortunate because it's kind of a nice thing to say, you know. I think it softens the blow of mortality and having to say goodbye to everything you know and everyone you love and all that kind of thing. Quote - Conor Oberst
The time to say goodbye is hardest
When countless strength expires
And hours fades into nothingness
You're left in a womb of pain
At the realm of hope's decrease.
The shadows loom above the ceiling
The sun wafts in its last light
The hands of death parades the room
From the vacant isles pulsed with silence
The sirens echoes from the distant
The death bells like a heron sounds
This unimaginable pain leaves me breathless
The windows quivers, iced up with dew
Slow - breath replays , in constant days of dread
I've longed for peace in the darkness
Thro' pain's increase, memories recite
The dead yesterdays of joys sweet.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
I long to smell the ever green grass again
And to hear the language of the seas
Once more in the mezmerizing moment, of the
Ever changeless sun on the realm of heaven
To breathe the free mist of the mystic flowers
To run with the winds, and to feel its warm pulse
In all the earth aglowed with spring
This feeling overwhelms me
To hear my father's voice again, across
The deep quietude of the ever dreamy river.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
The battling days are long
The nights grow cold and weary
Nothing matters but this one necessity
To breathe free again
Oh to breathe free again
The sweet air undisturbed
To be liberated from this long drawn pain
This flourishing sickness unabated
That has graced me for so long.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
The colour of the room is soft
Soft as the song bird's sweet cheer
Perhaps my thoughts draws me back
To the voice of violins and entralling
Blisses 'neath moon's silk hush to breath's delight
To think that I'd favor here than home
Death than the splendor of life
Is but a sordid insanity.
A freshly home cooked meal
Times spent with friends and family
The joyful laughters
The hugs , the endless kisses
Its sobriety enskies
this languid heart of mines.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
My eyes are wet with fresh remorse
The drips are coursing thro' my veins
The injection leaves me weary
I'm a soldier in this war
How often have I died
How often have I clung
To a strand of breath and hope
But as I look back
On the splendor of all my life
My heart would spring
A ceaseless smile
Thro' the valleys of my pain
Whilst my fervent prayers ascend
To a distant sky, relinquished
Of its glow, then so suddenly
I'm at peace in life's carousel.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
When countless strength expires
And hours fades into nothingness
You're left in a womb of pain
At the realm of hope's decrease.
The shadows loom above the ceiling
The sun wafts in its last light
The hands of death parades the room
From the vacant isles pulsed with silence
The sirens echoes from the distant
The death bells like a heron sounds
This unimaginable pain leaves me breathless
The windows quivers, iced up with dew
Slow - breath replays , in constant days of dread
I've longed for peace in the darkness
Thro' pain's increase, memories recite
The dead yesterdays of joys sweet.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
I long to smell the ever green grass again
And to hear the language of the seas
Once more in the mezmerizing moment, of the
Ever changeless sun on the realm of heaven
To breathe the free mist of the mystic flowers
To run with the winds, and to feel its warm pulse
In all the earth aglowed with spring
This feeling overwhelms me
To hear my father's voice again, across
The deep quietude of the ever dreamy river.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
The battling days are long
The nights grow cold and weary
Nothing matters but this one necessity
To breathe free again
Oh to breathe free again
The sweet air undisturbed
To be liberated from this long drawn pain
This flourishing sickness unabated
That has graced me for so long.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
The colour of the room is soft
Soft as the song bird's sweet cheer
Perhaps my thoughts draws me back
To the voice of violins and entralling
Blisses 'neath moon's silk hush to breath's delight
To think that I'd favor here than home
Death than the splendor of life
Is but a sordid insanity.
A freshly home cooked meal
Times spent with friends and family
The joyful laughters
The hugs , the endless kisses
Its sobriety enskies
this languid heart of mines.
The time to say goodbye is hardest
My eyes are wet with fresh remorse
The drips are coursing thro' my veins
The injection leaves me weary
I'm a soldier in this war
How often have I died
How often have I clung
To a strand of breath and hope
But as I look back
On the splendor of all my life
My heart would spring
A ceaseless smile
Thro' the valleys of my pain
Whilst my fervent prayers ascend
To a distant sky, relinquished
Of its glow, then so suddenly
I'm at peace in life's carousel.
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
A near death experience hospitalised has inspired this poem. A pretty tough way to start the year uh. Ive met up with some incredible persons in there who was kind enough to share their experiences with me. One of them unfortunately passed away. The point is when you think that your problems in life is terrible theres always someone out there to top yours. So cherish and appreciate your blessings as small as they may be and live life to the full because one day you may never get that second chance.Thanks for perusing my poem.
Zombie !
No more to live in earthly mould,
Though siblings not bereft ?
Despair in me did clasp it's hold,
My spirit long since left.
No funeral pyre, no gaping clay,
Not one sad mourning tear,
No blood red rose, nor white bouquet,
Was flung upon my bier.
For me, no sudden tragic end,
But slowly perished inside,
A veil of sorrow to descend,
When close-blood kinfolk died.
Lymphoma slowly sapped my life,
Such ills did I abhor,
Then as lost love increased the strife,
I decayed a little more.
No one aware that I've passed on,
Appearing to all just fine,
I smile and laugh, 'til yarns are spun,
And die more every time.
Finally reduced to hollow shell,
This world, my mind it warps,
I wander in this lifeless hell,
An aimless moping corpse.
Though siblings not bereft ?
Despair in me did clasp it's hold,
My spirit long since left.
No funeral pyre, no gaping clay,
Not one sad mourning tear,
No blood red rose, nor white bouquet,
Was flung upon my bier.
For me, no sudden tragic end,
But slowly perished inside,
A veil of sorrow to descend,
When close-blood kinfolk died.
Lymphoma slowly sapped my life,
Such ills did I abhor,
Then as lost love increased the strife,
I decayed a little more.
No one aware that I've passed on,
Appearing to all just fine,
I smile and laugh, 'til yarns are spun,
And die more every time.
Finally reduced to hollow shell,
This world, my mind it warps,
I wander in this lifeless hell,
An aimless moping corpse.
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Posted: Jul 2015
About this poem:
Although this contains excerpts from my life,the theme of the poem is not about me.
I wrote it to show respect to people who
slip into deep depression and become totally
disconnected from normal living.
online today!Overcoming Depression
My days are long and my nights longer still
As I sit here watching this little pill
Will it remove the gloom I feel inside
Or will it just provide a chance to hide
When it wears off, am I back to square one
With an even greater gloom to take on
I have tried all the normal avenues
Yet I still continue feeling the blues
What is it that I really need to do
To rid this gloom and become myself true
Deep inside me, there's a fighting spirit
Saying to face this gloom and conquer it
Connecting with Nature provides an ease
Listening to the sound of a gentle breeze
While it's passing through the surrounding trees
Serenading them with the rustling leaves
I shall draw my strength from the divine source
In whose awareness I do not feel lost
I know I shall overcome finally
And once again my spirit shall be free
As I sit here watching this little pill
Will it remove the gloom I feel inside
Or will it just provide a chance to hide
When it wears off, am I back to square one
With an even greater gloom to take on
I have tried all the normal avenues
Yet I still continue feeling the blues
What is it that I really need to do
To rid this gloom and become myself true
Deep inside me, there's a fighting spirit
Saying to face this gloom and conquer it
Connecting with Nature provides an ease
Listening to the sound of a gentle breeze
While it's passing through the surrounding trees
Serenading them with the rustling leaves
I shall draw my strength from the divine source
In whose awareness I do not feel lost
I know I shall overcome finally
And once again my spirit shall be free
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
dedicated to those who are dealing with depression
My Room
I'm locked in my room,
And alone in this world.
Had words for a friend,
Silence speaking at my end.
Looking from my window,
Life casting it's shadow.
Never thought for a moment,
Nothing hides in my cupboard.
Dont remember if I had parents,
Or if I'm the child of a demon.
I cannot tell if I'm happy or sad,
Dont even know good or bad.
Do I have anyone from anywhere?
Oh yeah someone with me there.
Who or what I really dont know,
The questions or their answers.
Amazingly wonderful or plain simple,
Always mindful what goes in my mind.
One day I'll leave this place,
One day found the door ajar.
The time came and went,
But I stayed and never left.
And alone in this world.
Had words for a friend,
Silence speaking at my end.
Looking from my window,
Life casting it's shadow.
Never thought for a moment,
Nothing hides in my cupboard.
Dont remember if I had parents,
Or if I'm the child of a demon.
I cannot tell if I'm happy or sad,
Dont even know good or bad.
Do I have anyone from anywhere?
Oh yeah someone with me there.
Who or what I really dont know,
The questions or their answers.
Amazingly wonderful or plain simple,
Always mindful what goes in my mind.
One day I'll leave this place,
One day found the door ajar.
The time came and went,
But I stayed and never left.
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
Just an expression .....
Sir ...
Can you not walk?
Can you not talk?
Why did this happen to you?
So, so very sad - but true.
Can you not eat?
Can you not stand on your feet?
No. You cannot. I'm sorry to say ...
Horrible things turn out this way.
Can you not talk?
Why did this happen to you?
So, so very sad - but true.
Can you not eat?
Can you not stand on your feet?
No. You cannot. I'm sorry to say ...
Horrible things turn out this way.
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
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