Best Someway Poems
I once thought that my life was so good,
but I was wrong, I must have misunderstood.
It was a mirage, it was not really there.
I felt wiped clean, exposed, totally bare.
The love, that was professed to be there,
was gone, forever lost, found nowhere.
The person that I thought was my biggest fan
turned out to sadly be, not much of a man.
All of the loving names that I had come to be,
were wiped away, "a nothing" was the one left to me.
I never thought that I would or could ever see,
this man, my love", try to destroy me.
Ugly words, accusations, ridiculous lies,
I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry.
I struggled, I broke down, I was crushed, by the pain.
I learned that I would never be able to trust again.
But I knew that I had to fight back someway, somehow,
I had to defend myself and I had to do it now!
I gathered every bit of strength that I had,
to try to rethink things, turn the good to bad.
So we could meet on level ground,
fight fire with fire, I was no longer going to be pushed around.
He was a brave man when other people could see,
I saw the real man, a coward, standing in front of me.
I found more goodness, more character deep within me,
than the self professed " heavy hitter", would ever see.
The horrible experience finally came to an end,
I had learned that my resolve must never again bend.
When the dust cleared I don't think he expected to see,
the last one standing was "a nothing", the name he had given me.
I wonder what you'd say
If I met you today
in another time
in a better place.
Somehow,Somewhere
Would you recall my name?
Would you recognize this face?
Would you recognize my smile?
The same smile which
knows the color of your eyes.
Hey stranger
would you pass me by
with no turning back
or will you look my way?
Will snapshots reverbrate
that once upon an autumn day?
If I met you today
in a different time
in some better place
eventhough your name might be different
that face slightly changed
Somehow, Someway
I would know it was you.
That cute little smile
when you look in my eyes
That glow on your cheek
The moment we speak
The sparkle within
displaying your deep loving soul
The beat of your heart
needing to make me whole
Hey stranger
would you pass me by
with no turning back
or will you look my way?
Will snapshots reverbrate
that once upon an autumn day?
Not a chance on our life
would i pass you on by
I would grab hold your hand
and make you my wife.
In essence the unconscious mind,
Reveals all knowledge for mankind.
To pursue dreams, each vision brings,
Then soar above the earth on wings.
We navigate uncharted shores,
In oceans deep, mankind explores.
Now Astronauts walk on the moon,
And vaccines keep us all immune.
While seeking methods,to ensure,
Research disease to find a cure.
Now if we want to travel far,
There's railways, aeroplanes, or car.
Some might say, it's so much finer
Cruising on an ocean liner.
Or any time we are alone,
Our friends can call by mobile phone.
And television let's us share,
Events worldwide, in our armchair.
We speak with words for to converse,
But language sometimes can be terse.
In truth some minds are always blind,
With grandeur of a certain kind.
As mankind shows his cruel face,
Destroying life, to his disgrace.
By wars that escalate unchecked,
Whilst innocents, their lives are wrecked.
For Peacemakers, they clutch at straws,
To find someway to end those wars.
Their supreme efforts are in vain,
No changing minds of those insane
It seems that only peace can be,
In virtual reality.
4/22/2016.
For the Innate Magnetism poetry contest.
Sponsor. Unseeking Seeker.
Date of contest end.
Friday November 11th 2022.
Armistice Day of Remembrance.
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Skipping stones across the still quite waters
While as enclosed within these submerged thoughts....
Pondering this blanket of fogful mist alongst the path, have I tread and beared
As in time as in life as of recent days
Allowing shadows their moments somehow, someway?!
Lost amid the backwards brush of a translations, understanding....
Interpretations tattood upon my heart like an inverted crossing
Blood drenched quills soaked in cardinal red
Etched upon the caverns walls of what should have been said
These words this verse a world and then!?
Skipping stones from my very own Souls bleeding wounds
In gushing currents caught to seep through this they rent
Poisoned dreams; saturated walls aneath ripplings effects....
Rising dunes across quicksand deserts born in the mires; deeper and deeper
Into sedations daze as the storm clouds quickly gather above
Translations from these interpretations of, so called love?!
But how could this be and why I ask myself again
As the undertow of riptides begin to draw them in; further, into their sin...
Blood atop the pages to be extracted this breath of life
Life, that I have longed to embrace; to present
Spilled until its love had morphed into something bent!?
Stepping back from the edge now, upon this mountains cliff
The valley below amid chasteless darkness beckoning unto my Spirit
Calling from beyond; enticing tongues soaked in the stillness of, cortege red....
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....“Skipping Stones” ~
Form:
In the serene nights with starry skies,
With you on my mind, I realize.
Beautiful soul, you're so pristine.
Perfect are you, your love divine.
Oh my dear, you're so adorable.
Each moment with you, unforgettable.
In all our minds, some flaws there are.
Undeniable expectations, all wide and far.
Not even on the west risen day,
Your expectations could I meet someway.
I grieve, I cry, in my heart's uprisings.
Dejection takes control virtue my shortcomings.
My subconsciousness though, in tranquility remains.
Privileged I am, feeling of calmness pertains.
For I've known you, I've loved you, so warm
and deep.
And gratitude for your reciprocation, I do keep.
Name it not, what we have for ourselves.
Why make a bond? When it's us, together it delves.
Let there be spaces yet propinquity.
But I'll be loving you, infinity till eternity.
Cavemen thought only of self preservation and sex.
In someway evolution was faltered.
Man learned to measure:
You cannot hold an inch, or a mile,
you cannot see a pound, or a ton.
They are but measurements.
They do not exist but in our understanding
our understanding of what they are.
You can hold a stick that is an inch long.
Yet, it is only a stick, and not an inch.
You can see a tree that is a mile away,
but it is a tree and not a mile.
A pound of butter is only butter and the pound
is but the measurement of its weight and is invisible.
So is the same for innocence and evil ;
Measurements.
Innocence is love in ones heart for others
and how far a heart can stray from love is evil.
Measurements of love.
Quasimodo
Is tha' I gan't ta'k too good
Tha' keep me silent, not my mood
They thin' I brooding monstrosity
All thin' so, except, not she
I feel so shame when she look at me
I wish someway she see only heart of me
It sometime, seem somehow she do
Esmeralda, I play my bells for you
Her touch soft not like whip they use
When for sport they me abuse
Mob laugh to see me bleed
Quasimodo’s life is made of need
They eyes, like church, cold as stone
Poor Quasimodo feel alone
She gave me water
Gypsy lady gave me water
I deaf, ugly, half blind
Would that God were half so kind
She not see my awkward gait
She know, like me, inside, I straight
She dance like candle flames in the Rectory do
I glad to have just one eye, couldn’t stand such pretty if I had two
Her smile like melody. Like me, she wear no shoes
No pity me, but be's my friend. Like my bells do
Though I not hear, I feel them sway
My gargoyle friend speak to me someway
Inside my head I hear him say
Dear lady-inside-my-heart, that I will someday
When worthless life of me has passed
In heaven, with Angel's ears, hear you laugh
Oh Esmeralda, Until that day,
I will in shadows of the spire, love and play-
my lovely bells for only you…
It's not suicide,
it's falling.
Falling hopelessly,
helplessly into that dark place.
The one you've covered up for so long.
The one that is hidden behind your smiles and laughs and rehearsed joy.
For so long you've waited,
everyday only getting closer and closer to the edge.
You cut and bleed, hurting yourself because somehow,
someway it helps with the pain.
When things are good, they're bad.
When things are bad, they're horrible.
The pain of day to day life can be only so tolerated.
'Till that day when the cutting,
poking,
prodding,
and bleeding doesn't help anymore.
And you finally fall.
You slip so effortlessly into that dark hole,
where there's no room for light.
Nothing but the final escape from that bitter pain.
Freedom.
As it gets darker and darker, you can see the light.
Not a light of something better, but a light that it's all over.
It's like a continuous rabbit hole,
never ending.
Until you hit the bottom and you're gone.
It's not suicide,
it's falling.
You shouldn’t ‘ve said that, bite your tongue
You said I look old, but you know I’m still young
If ever a wiz a wiz there is ??
I’ll bite my tongue and feel its fizz
You said I look fat, or something like that
and that I’m a tired, bitter ol bat
You know I’m a sweet young dainty thing
I’m the morning glow you find in Spring
You say that I’m just a crabby shrew
Bite your tongue and shame on you!
You know I display no angst or drama
I have the kindly aura of the Dhali Lama
You said I can’t write worth a dam
I never said I could but now and then
get in a slam!
You call me an egotist, a narcissistic freak
You must know my words have been tongue-n-cheek?
You shouldn’t ‘ve said that, bite your tongue
before you shoot hurtful words for fun
My tongue is bigger as you can see
I’ll pull its trigger like a gun then flee
I may be too tall and you an elf
It’s on the tip of my tongue…
All that’s said reflects yourself
In the end, the only thing that counts
If there’s any love in you, any ounce
We’ll bite our tongues and
forgive the fuss, which drains the light
from all of us
It’s written in quotes, psalms and clichés
Never your innate decency betray
Follow your own worthy words
search within and find someway
One Night in a deep sleep
I heard it singing to me
I woke and stood in amazement
Rubbed my eyes in disbelief
It turned to face me
my heart began to race
but I was not afraid
I could feel it
a magical breeze of gentle music
somehow, someway I knew it was part of me
the rhythm, A sweet melody
it freed the little boy inside
Six strings playing that perfect hymn
that magical melody
it can never die
that magical guitar
playing with the glow of harmony
playing love and laughter for ever girl and boy
that magical guitar
its a special medicine for the world
that magical melody
just listen closely
you can hear the rhyming chimes
that magical guitar
hold it in your hands
that magical melody
close your eyes let it sing to you
that magical guitar
with every strum
another child smiles
that magical guitar
with every note another childs walks
that magical guitar
with every chord played
another child sings, dances, laughs and loves eternally
That magical guitar
and that magical melody
somehow and in someway, just once today
ends twist, making it so hard to resist
this connection with you, it’s true
- vines became tangled -
sometime and in someway- today
with only you
~ a little scribble ~
If I loved you I would wait forever
If I loved you I would leave you never
If my life ended today
Somehow I would come back to you someway
If you left me and made me cry
I would still be here and not ask why
You hold in you hands a heart that cherishes you
My spirit and soul belongs to only you
If I loved you and you did not
I would carry this secret forever deep in my heart
Form:
The ache in me cries out your name
I long to see your face again
A love for you in my heart glows
Yet you hurt me so why I don’t know
I must go on I know this to be true
I must learn to live without you
But in the empty corners of my heart
Your memory’s there ripping me apart
I feel my spirit and soul have died
Yet I know that’s not true for I still cry
Cry for a love that still burns
Cry for the painful lesson I have learned
You could never care for me
You proved it by the way you hurt me
I trusted you and called you friend
I see I was wrong again
I hope you find a love someday
And she walks from you in this someway
And the pain it leaves you and the despair you feel
Know you did it to me and know how it feels.
Form:
Follow your heart where it leads
Far beyond the forest past the trees
There’s a place your heart knows
Where love the one you loved so long ago
She waits for you so patiently
She’ll be there for all eternity
Sitting there for all eternity
Sitting there by the stream
The place you see always in your dreams
Somehow someway you’ll find a way
To be with her one day
And then your dreams will come true
For your true love will be united forever with you
Form:
(1929-1945)
life was good until it wasn’t
we could almost forget the enemy we eluded
the persecution so viciously relentless
it was a matter of time till
the enemy was again at our door
trapped~ this time with no escape route
we could only do what we must
hide in the walls become ghosts
hope to ride out the nightmare
bent on surviving no matter the cost
wondered if things
would ever return to normal
the fear ever vanish
and life ever be as it should
trusting there would be an end to it all
someday someway somehow
but the worst yet to come
and it did
when we thought it couldn’t get worse
the unimaginable
it came and it did
leaving behind a handwritten journal
stained with tears of a little girl
her aborted dreams of becoming a journalist
and making a name for herself
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on April 13, 2020