Emotional See-Saw
Don’t mind me,
I guess my emotions are in upheaval
What is itching my soul?
I can’t tell!
All I know is,
My expectations weren’t met,
Sending chaos to my senses
Let me,
let the scream of yesterday drop.
deliberately
focus on building my prop
lest, my tomorrow will be blurry
while I perspire my frustration
my days will come and pass
in a hurry
no avail for our bond’
to go awry
It is always easy
to ride
the low tide
the calm water,
the descending river.
But, will you determine?
to remain firm
in your belief of “believe in me”?
Regardless of the reckless water
and the storm?
“A friend loves at all times…” Prov 17:17
Pazion -2011
Poetry is the dripping of words from a touched soul that has something to say! EVERYTHING IS COPYRIGHTED
Friday, April 29, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
Godsend
My eyes are trained – very well
They can only see hopefulness
My ears are well tuned
Only to hear your voice
The voice of my dream
The sight of your presence
Spilled off-of my heart’s chasm
It is Godsend, redemption is my flare
Invigorating by love immortal…
March I go, conquer I dare
If sealed by acceptance and being loved ‘again’
I’ve got no time to waste
No moment to spare!
Come dare with me!
Pazion - 2011
My eyes are trained – very well
They can only see hopefulness
My ears are well tuned
Only to hear your voice
The voice of my dream
The sight of your presence
Spilled off-of my heart’s chasm
It is Godsend, redemption is my flare
Invigorating by love immortal…
March I go, conquer I dare
If sealed by acceptance and being loved ‘again’
I’ve got no time to waste
No moment to spare!
Come dare with me!
Pazion - 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Anxious I ...
“I’m fine”, a word I can freely utter
While, inside of me
I have feelings of disenchantment and clatter
See, rules don’t serve me well
They are for sworn soldiers
Who can’t go anywhere...
Until their contract is obsolete
As for me,
I want to flow freely, the way I was created
No limit, no barrier, no boundary
Else, I am suffocated
My foot itches to run away!
Pazion 2011
“I’m fine”, a word I can freely utter
While, inside of me
I have feelings of disenchantment and clatter
See, rules don’t serve me well
They are for sworn soldiers
Who can’t go anywhere...
Until their contract is obsolete
As for me,
I want to flow freely, the way I was created
No limit, no barrier, no boundary
Else, I am suffocated
My foot itches to run away!
Pazion 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
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