Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Neurotic Indisposition

Breaking lights of darkness in the distance,
Flickering apologetic words,
Subconsciously passive, last resistance
I just want to atomize, shatter out of consistence
Flying into heavens like a flock of birds.
Counting down nanoseconds of my toll.
Tracing down the lines of existence
And these words of wisdom overdue for all
It is far too late for heavenly assistance,
When my sins accounted for the ending goal

Body’s rusting in the rain,
I am trying to forget and be forgotten.
Something clawing from the inside at my brain,
Something ghastly, dark and rotten.

Hear me and thus accept my flesh
Take my eyes so I can see again
Maybe then I can no longer be forsaken
Maybe then I can awaken,
Start my life anew, afresh.


This poem came along with the art which is done by my other favorite artist
simply called alexiuss, a.k.a. the Green Poet

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Rain

Yesterday, it's been raining non-stop!
( it probably started around 4am )
From the wee hour of the morning
right through the following morning.
Yeap! For more than 24 hours!
And the sky today is still gloomy all day long!
It continues on and on and at times it was heavy,
sometimes showering and other times drizzling.
The sky was in darkness and there's not a bit of sun!
And I thought of the RAIN.
Oh how mystifying it is and quite pitiful
as it cannot tell you it's duties.
Some will cry foul over it,
Some will thankfully appreciate it!
So, there goes my cherish for the pouring RAIN.
Listen to the pouring RAIN listen to it fall!




Today, it has been,
24 hours of raining,
You don't have to do anything,
Put on your cap and atart thinking,
From dawn till morning,
Your sleep goes on without a blink,
It brings you wonderful dreams,
The day looks like evening,
All wet and soaking,
Yet you could still sing!
Moments of joy to you it brings,
The sky don't mean to be mean,
Just letting you know it's not hiding,
It started blowing wind,
We know there's no joking,
When along came bolts of lightning,
Following trails of storming,
It only hope to stop the cracking,
It's the impact of heating,
That's been killing,
The lands are drying,
The earth is almost dying,
You may blame the pouring,
When it swept with floodings,
With the rain's arriving,
There are tears from crying,
But not without laughters and smiling,
It may be your prayings,
It has no reasonings,
Not a chance of explaining,
Even if it means your well being,
Yet, there's no denying,
The rain, oftenly is a blessing.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Relentless

Sometimes you feel funny,
Life has not been easy,
If something you're not getting,
It's all about the feeling!
Something that hides inside,
It's not for you to decide,
But your mind continue to detest,
Such things are a distress!
You may always comes around it,
Though it often make you sick,
But what else can you do,
It's been making you blue!
Everything that come within,
They're nothing but just dreams,
Silence may seems the best,
Yet it never give you rest!
Possibly in another time,
A far away place you may find,
Some better life in another world,
It brings along your relentless soul!
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Above of my RELENTLESS poem is a ravishing art piece by one of my favorite artists named Marcela Bolivar and I can't feel any one that suits better than this piece.
Hope you like this poem that was rippling through my mind when I was trying to sleep. eNjOy!

Friday, February 19, 2010

I Begin Again

What memories to write than letting go one unending sorrow 
during the empty thoughts that's so hollow?

My sighs bring sobs of tomorrows,
With tears of yesterday,
Lonely heart sank with too much sorrows,
Sadness came day after day.
The past that was long forgotten,
Those hopes that turned to ashes,
The love that has fallen,
With memories in flashes!
A journey of another beginning,
For the love that I need,
To leave behind the worrying,
Mending my heart that once bleed!
Craving for a new chapter,
Leaving behind all the pain,
I need no longer to wander,
As my life will begin again.....

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Bonnie

This has been a recent poem published by my friend, Ian @ Multiply and I found it very interesting so I'm forwarding it here to share with you. Hope you will like it too!
eNjOy! Have a pleasant day!
Graceful movement down the aisle,
Father’s pride and Mother’s joy,
On her lips the bridal smile,
Dazzles now the waiting boy.

Father grasps her tighter still,
Loathe is he to lose his girl,
Dove chirps on the window sill,
Waits to see the veil unfurl.

Mother sobs with silent tear,
Joy and sadness mingled there,
Sobered with a silent fear
,Wonders how the loss she’ll bear.

Long ago the baby born,
Mother’s joy and Father’s pride,
Now from Mother’s side she’s torn,
Baby girl now radiant bride.

Quickly all those years passed by,
Memories steeped in family love,
Bonnie catches Mother’s eye,
Glancing back to boy above.

Boy advances ramrod straight,
Takes his bride from Father’s arm,
Look of love for his soul mate,
Couple’s love the parent’s balm.

Both of them have said “I do”
Now they’re married man and wife,
Parents greet the happy two,
Wish them joy and peace in life.

“© Ian Grice 2010 all rights reserved”

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Life in bLoGspace!

My absence from the silence has really made me brood over my lazyself from here. But, I do frequently write offline. Just that.....reasons beyond reasonable doubts! GuLp!
Anyway, I am here and I take this opportunity to thank all those who has been regularly popping in and out of my page! Thank you!

Since my last bLoG on the title "Chronicles of mebefree", I had been scribbling another version of my life as a bLoGger and here it is after some months of mind-boggling. Guess I should step up and post out!

It is the surfing,
Mostly about writing,
The words of phrases,
They came in with praises!

It is what's in your mind,
About what you find,
Along came the friendship,
Something you ably seek!

It gets you into links,
They certainly make your heart sing,
Not much in the verses,
But a lot more than it really does!

It is some kinda profiling,
Nothing more to be preaching,
Probably it is an anatomy,
Might have been a sanctuary!

It comes in many forms,
As you boldly go beyond,
It gets you skin deep,
 
When you just couldn't sleep!

It is all that you'd say,
Putting the happenings into essay,
They are there to stay,
Whatever come what may!

It mustn't get you into more stress,
You might forget that you needed rests,
Remember to log off just in case,
B'Cos your Life is in bLoGspace!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

The Enchanted Forest

Such an enchantment of what is being surpassed at a innocent forest, the feeling of being there in serenity, read on.....
What sights we find beneath canopy
Maybe the little fairies see
Watch them as they have fun and play
Singing and dancing throughout the day

See them ride the fireflies
Soar through the air on butterflies
Jumping off the mushroom stool
Into water leaf filled with morning dew

Climbing webs the spiders weave
High into the canopy
Bouncing and jumping, they take a leap
Landing on the web made trampoline

Oh, I never shall forget this day
Seeing the fairies while they play
Happy and smiling, seems to me
Just how I thought fairies should be

I decided to watch til night
I heard that's when they take to flight
When the children get in their beds
On the pillow rest their head

The fairy dust, is sprinkled light
Children dream, sweet dreams at night
Through night, this keeps them safe
Fairy dust is really great

Dawn, brings them all back home to sleep
On wildflowers land their feet
Curled up in a tiny ball
They'll rest til the wake up call

This was to be my secret, too
A tale I could not keep from you
Be careful when you see the light
The little fairies , not to fright

In appreciation to my friend Gloria of Michigan
A POEM she composed, written & published at Y!360

Friday, November 14, 2008

Love is Just Love to Be

When looking at love you may see,
It is totally a life full of mystery,
It dwells in lovers' heart,
It seems never wanting to depart!

Whispering a whole world of sighs,
It gushes outwards like ocean tides,
One breath of Love from within,
Your ego will be filled with feelings!

Looking on to love is like a dream,
As if spreading your unseen wings,
Love is meant always to be,
It makes your heart feeling so free!

Just let your love rise and let it show,
It may be just a moment ago,
Once it starts you will know,
Your heart's feelings will show!

Oh, such a love is meant to be,
Your heart feels so forever free,

Never enough of the longing,
Your heart will never stop singing!

And love truely is amazing,
It is many a splendoured thing,
From the start of a new beginning,
Through the journey, Love has no ending!





" ENDLESS LOVE " arts by Alfred Gockel  
 










Friday, October 10, 2008

Life in the Limelights

As I journey my nite life as The Midnite Cowboy, roaming the streets into the limelights in such places like The Midnite Inn and another known as Cool Box, I've come to a simple conclusion of the lives these young girls and women who came from far away distant land as visitors. 
They conquer and made this their promise land. And so they thought in their dreams but it ain't easy! Still, it's their high risk livelihood anyway! My following poem briefly depicts one of such stories......
  
He thought you always wanted him as a friend,
And you assured him that you would mend,
But then it's tough for you to amend,
When all you care most is how he would spend!

You try and try all that you can,
And you'd lead him on till the very end,
If all you dream of is to make your nights grand,
Then in what way can all this lead to a promise land?

Your work concerns many many fans,
They come and go after each blend,
It seems they are just giving you a helping hand,
But still you lead them on and keep them in suspense!

All that comes are none other than men,
Who'd just fill up your pockets and your bank,
In your mind you are thinking of how much home you'd send,
How would you cope with all that you need to attend? 


Life for you is just a living pretense,
Nothing matters most when money is your essence,
You always say you'd try a better life and yet you can't,
In what way then you can make some sense?

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

LIBRA is ME, I am LIBRA!

Me, I am Libra,
The sign of a Scale,
A slightly inbalanced Star,
Planet Venus from up above,
It's the control of my blood,
Air is my quality with romantic moods,
Not without sensitivity that I should!

Sentiments I have by nature,
Vulnerable and yet social,
Excessively conciliating,
My refined tastes of esthetic sense,
Fridays suits me best,
It is good and immense!

My favorite numbers comes in even,
Colors are yellow, green, white and crimson,
Diamonds, jades and opals are my elements,
Charming with pleasant personailty,
Though it doesn't mean that I could be handsome!

My nature comes very artistic,
All beautiful things come in turn,
Love in greatness that I yearn,
Brotherly and friendly are in my harmony,
Dislikes most that goes ugly,
Or things that gives me agony!

I live by tact of consent,
Always try to be fair with reasons,
Even though there are lots of emotions,
My Justice is in the sense of consideration,
And it comes in many directions!

So it depicts most of my characteristics of the Astrological Sign, almost!