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SPIRIT
SPIRIT
WITHIN UNSEEN
BEING LIFE ESSENCE
GIVEN BY BREATH TO US
SPIRIT
WITHIN UNSEEN
BEING LIFE ESSENCE
GIVEN BY BREATH TO US
SPIRIT
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Posted: Aug 2010
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He bore a burden inside
A dark hole he tried
to hide
but it consumed him as he cried
and wept for more than his damaged pride.
This time, he thought he would find the right way
Fly past go, collect his dough
but unfortunately this was not so.
It seems to me his wings
his wings
were trampled
Normally, this would not be an issue
yet after an earlier encounter
he tried to mend himself
but never healed quite right
not yet ready to take flight.
So Let's look at this again one more time
My heart is like a bird out of the cage
that simply got out yet again
Flew around aimlessly helplessly in vain.
He flew into that cat.
He simply gave up on trying
on fighting
on crying
on loving and dying
on the pain of everything.
Could this have been avoided?
Perhaps, who's to say?
No one had bothered to show him the way
No one to give motivation day to day
No warm shelter where he could lay.
He's not giving up quite yet
He's showing some remorse
He wants to come back and take a second shot
he's fading fast
he won't last
time is past
His eyes, staring upwards, glance their last.
Darkness envelops him.
He is
no
more
.
Here comes that cat again.
He sees his meal.
Ravenously our bird is gone
Vanished
without a trace
much as he lived, forgotten, a footnote
a random fact.
May he rest in peace
May who rest in peace.
A dark hole he tried
to hide
but it consumed him as he cried
and wept for more than his damaged pride.
This time, he thought he would find the right way
Fly past go, collect his dough
but unfortunately this was not so.
It seems to me his wings
his wings
were trampled
Normally, this would not be an issue
yet after an earlier encounter
he tried to mend himself
but never healed quite right
not yet ready to take flight.
So Let's look at this again one more time
My heart is like a bird out of the cage
that simply got out yet again
Flew around aimlessly helplessly in vain.
He flew into that cat.
He simply gave up on trying
on fighting
on crying
on loving and dying
on the pain of everything.
Could this have been avoided?
Perhaps, who's to say?
No one had bothered to show him the way
No one to give motivation day to day
No warm shelter where he could lay.
He's not giving up quite yet
He's showing some remorse
He wants to come back and take a second shot
he's fading fast
he won't last
time is past
His eyes, staring upwards, glance their last.
Darkness envelops him.
He is
no
more
.
Here comes that cat again.
He sees his meal.
Ravenously our bird is gone
Vanished
without a trace
much as he lived, forgotten, a footnote
a random fact.
May he rest in peace
May who rest in peace.
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
Depression has been called a sort of mental hibernation. But for me, it was a mental stimulant, triggering my darker odes and living eulogies. Feedback welcomedANOTHER KNIGHT IN ARMOR
GREEN KNIGHT
ARMOR TARNISHED
SCATHED STRONG SAVES
WHEN KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR IS MISSING
GREEN KNIGHT
ARMOR TARNISHED
SCATHED STRONG SAVES
WHEN KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR IS MISSING
GREEN KNIGHT
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Posted: Sep 2010
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Silence Molds Clouds All Day
Sublimely
silent shadows
running thru the fields,
Silence
molds clouds
all day
Radiantly
silent moonlight
bouncing thru the moss trees,
Silence
two steps
across the lake
Magically
silent snow flakes
falling like ghosts
Silence
swings low
thru the gate
Mysteriously
silent stones
gather no thoughts,
Silence
gives my
heart away
And
when my heart
is with you
Lord
its shield breaks
oh how it breaks
in the most
tender way.
silent shadows
running thru the fields,
Silence
molds clouds
all day
Radiantly
silent moonlight
bouncing thru the moss trees,
Silence
two steps
across the lake
Magically
silent snow flakes
falling like ghosts
Silence
swings low
thru the gate
Mysteriously
silent stones
gather no thoughts,
Silence
gives my
heart away
And
when my heart
is with you
Lord
its shield breaks
oh how it breaks
in the most
tender way.
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Posted: Jan 2020
About this poem:
“Let silence take you to the core of life.”-Rumi
Sya la la
I said sya la la ...
They said syo lo lo...
La la lo lo....
We said la li lo lu....
They said syo lo lo...
La la lo lo....
We said la li lo lu....
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Posted: Mar 2020
About this poem:
Sya la la poemperhaps AWARE should be the word BEWARE ~freecee!~
AWARE DOESN'T MEAN I CARE
so it's like i'm hanging out at a bar one night
and I met Nadine under the neon light
we had a very nice conversation and i thought being friends was alright
but she had another agenda so as to hide from the bright
oh yes, says she, and commands with such conviction
and then her leaving without saying goodbye made fiction non-fiction
because i thought she and me might be friends the way it was meant to be
her to ease the pain of losing the closest one to me
and i to help her when help be her plea
but you see one must see past the flaws of an ex-friend
except when they're not willing to flex or to bend
one day I thought we were friends the next i was grieving
because that's what i aways do when a friend doesn't say she's leaving
(c) 2011 (as if this has to copywritten, it's only to one unforgiving, oblivious and heartless soul who found a way to have a falling out for a reason sshe caused in the first place.....twice.....poets are supposed to have soul enough to say "hey, i did make it seem like we were friends and then took off without a word, maybe he had a reason to feel abandoned, betrayed and all by someone who wanted his help as well...maybe it's easier to say "I enjoy living alone" than iit is easier than to say, "i wish i had someone to live the rest of my life with, but maybe I keep
making the same damned mistake. some people never become AWARE!
~free!~
so it's like i'm hanging out at a bar one night
and I met Nadine under the neon light
we had a very nice conversation and i thought being friends was alright
but she had another agenda so as to hide from the bright
oh yes, says she, and commands with such conviction
and then her leaving without saying goodbye made fiction non-fiction
because i thought she and me might be friends the way it was meant to be
her to ease the pain of losing the closest one to me
and i to help her when help be her plea
but you see one must see past the flaws of an ex-friend
except when they're not willing to flex or to bend
one day I thought we were friends the next i was grieving
because that's what i aways do when a friend doesn't say she's leaving
(c) 2011 (as if this has to copywritten, it's only to one unforgiving, oblivious and heartless soul who found a way to have a falling out for a reason sshe caused in the first place.....twice.....poets are supposed to have soul enough to say "hey, i did make it seem like we were friends and then took off without a word, maybe he had a reason to feel abandoned, betrayed and all by someone who wanted his help as well...maybe it's easier to say "I enjoy living alone" than iit is easier than to say, "i wish i had someone to live the rest of my life with, but maybe I keep
making the same damned mistake. some people never become AWARE!
~free!~
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
BECAUSE JUST I DIDN'T DESERVE WHAT I GOT AND CAN'T GET MY JUST DESSERTS
Holloween Jack
Its about time those Holloween Jacks come to visit you.
Scared about children --dying so true.
Dark nights are heavier these days-- When Christmas and Holloween brew.
Farther Graves are glowing Grey.
Autumn Leaves have their dark brown Frey.
Barks of trees feels so Rusted.
as Holloween Jacks feel so trusted.
Happy Holloween to you.
When Spirits Howl on their pale white hue.
Scared about children --dying so true.
Dark nights are heavier these days-- When Christmas and Holloween brew.
Farther Graves are glowing Grey.
Autumn Leaves have their dark brown Frey.
Barks of trees feels so Rusted.
as Holloween Jacks feel so trusted.
Happy Holloween to you.
When Spirits Howl on their pale white hue.
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Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
about Holloween here in the Philippines.
Growing old
Old age creeps upon my face
Skin now wrinkles
Gone my youth
The smooth gone now wrinkled part of me
Pain in my heart pain in my sole
From my life's toil
My heart ache
From pain older wiser I am now
But still think if my youth gone lost but not forgotten my youth
Skin now wrinkles
Gone my youth
The smooth gone now wrinkled part of me
Pain in my heart pain in my sole
From my life's toil
My heart ache
From pain older wiser I am now
But still think if my youth gone lost but not forgotten my youth
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Posted: Jan 2019
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Night Light ( Cinquain )
A crow
black's darkest hue,
jet wings aflame with night,
obsidian and ebony,
lit, here.
black's darkest hue,
jet wings aflame with night,
obsidian and ebony,
lit, here.
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Posted: Apr 2019
About this poem:
Stresses Per LineThe first line has one stress, which was usually iambic meter with the first syllable unstressed and the second stressed.
Line two has two stresses.
Line three has three stresses.
Line four has four stresses.
Line five has one stress.
Syllables Per Line
Following the invention of this form, Crapsey made changes to the form and included a certain number of syllables per line.
Line one had two syllables.
Line two had four syllables.
Line three had six syllables.
Line four had eight syllables.
Line five had two syllables.
There are other forms of cinquain but I liked this one.
Staying Power
Marriage
Requires work
Don't give up
When you feel down
Pray
Requires work
Don't give up
When you feel down
Pray
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Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
It comes from my interactions with my friends and relatives who are married.They give me a realistic picture of marriage.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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