future focus slipping
the boulders of past return
the scent of completion thinning
vision of reality’s burn
unwanted opinions exploding
a lightning strike that’s near
souls in the back ground whisper
I turn they disappear
struggle without retention
movement with no path
acts of violence filtered
consumption of your wrath
the sky is always burning
anxiety at it’s peak
emotion keeps erupting
heartbeat getting weak
Unexpectedly, you lose your job. (Or a loved one. Or something or someone important to you.) What do you do next?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us LOSS.
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Losing loved ones
leaves are falling , like unwanted pain
days grow shorter , my thinking turns vain
colors around us , we miss them each day
the penitence of life we all will once sway
my journey has started with all that I knew
since then my knowledge , I try to construe
life has its meanings , we must find our own
once it is found , we then must atone
this journey continues day after day
emotion , strength and courage are all on display
leaves are still falling , pain turns to reign
overcome with thought , I try to abstain
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with all of the essence
she enters the room
fragrance’s amplify
like fresh roses in bloom
chants are all fluid
as soothing to my ear
thoughts of her in past
always brings a tear
The silence is calming to most every night
for me it is loaded with fear and some fright
sitting here thinking till my ears ring aloud
my mind floats a drift like an unsinkable cloud
instances of planning , yes that’s what I’ll do
only to have , the plans all fall through
thinking about you never has end
maybe my heart is on the mend
A woman thinking (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Wasted Time (song) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
confusing it gets as the further I go
the more that I think the lesser I show
the balance i seek seems still out of reach
a contradiction to me in the beliefs that they teach
the pain that I show thru stillness and silence
fuels anger in some that think It’s defiance
The days that go by seem wasted to me
in hopes that my life I’ll soon find the key
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