I must admit

(1-May-2011)

I conquered a fear

At last I did

A fear of “The Fear”

I must admit

Unknown to me that I could be

Free of worries that have crowded me

I sat there praying for my safety

As the wind scraped my face and my body

While sitting on a machinery

That was said to be of no safety

In shocking view of my reality

I realized that Fear was just my imagery

It had no way of knowing my ability

And therefore I broke my dependency

Freedom replaced the Fear in me

The Motorbike Freed the whole of me

For the story click on “Ecstasy at its Best

The Growth of Trust


(03-01-2006)

How could this be?

Feelings so strong I can hardly see

Questions I ask…things I say

Nothing resembles me

At peace I feel, so strongly at peace

You embrace my heart with all your warmth

Trust is what you have offered me

Freedom is what I feel

Free to feel your love and free to touch my soul

Trusting you is easy

You made it easy

Reality is the truth

Delusion is what I used to see

Behind the wall I lived

So hidden and so serine

In private I divulged in vain as others caused me pain

You helped me break free from the chains I carefully wrapped around me

I trust…… I respect…….I feel

You

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Where to begin?

(15-6-2006)

Reality hits the inner core of my being

Where to begin, how to begin

A look into the future, the want of being the best

A constant push towards success

A feeding urge to find ones self

A house, a car, a job, a self

All concerns towards ones health

To occupy, To fulfill

In a world which offers no thrills

Before the end, you try to find

The peace within the heart of your mind

Neglect of change, the need to stay

Colors so bright, makes it hard to see the light

A simple path…..some say it is

The harder one, well…lets keep as is

When the time is right we say

That’s when well find the God within

An easy task they say it is

To no avail life takes its toll

The end it says to the soul

 

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Eternal

(December 09th 2005 )

Eternal tear drops within every beat

Melodies        Rhythms         Emotions

A butterfly floats…………….soft breezes of wind

Sour, sour, sour

A pulse of a heart…….of a drum……..of a MELODY

Passionately it plays with my emotional self

A self absorbed within the beauty of the rhythm

I close my eyes……………Color

I lift my soul………….Euphoria

I DANCE………………………………Serenity

Playful, gentle…….Eternal

 

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Desired Fruit

(7-11-2010)

I am the desired fruit…….

Only when unattainable

A forgotten fruit …….

Once I’ve been attained

 

The story behind this poem is in my short stories and insights Blog site click here to read it.

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A fear


(12-12-2005)

You caress my lips with yours and I shake

I struggle to control myself

to no avail

I form a wall and fill it with logic

A tender kiss or one so strong?

A sense of life has long been gone

Reality fades so swiftly away,

What have you done to the plans I laid

You swept me off my feet with your words

A touch

A kiss

A tender soul

I see through your eyes a soul so pure

Of love and devotion….. pure of course

Confessions of love spill from your lips

A cry of joy or tears of trust

I know not what to make of this

A lullaby has been sung to me

Yet deep within its hard to see for the fear I have

Has blinded me.

Jingle Poetry
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I Look

(18-1-2011)

I look at you

You look at me

And all i see

Is what was meant to be will never be.

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Gliding to life

( march 27th 1999)

Restlessly my soul glides, so peacefully across your crystal like space

Dancing to the rhythm of wind blown melodies

Touching a white cloud with my very finger tips

Feeling its imaginary existence playing with my every emotion

FREEDOM. .my soul cries out

 

Wishes In colours Coming true

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