NaPoWriMo Day 9

Going Over

Going over the flickers of the night past,

A trembling shriek slid through my vein

And my heart beat again with a blast

My feelings scattered

Rendering its redemption song

Like a coat of many colours it flattered

On the verge of reality it’s all wrong

The story of my life fills through so rife

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NaPoWriMo Day 7: A knock in the air

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It’s a knock in the air quite so brash
When the twilight summons the day near dawn
For it ponders over a bare noon flash
With a whinge through an empty morn withdrawn

When the twilight summons the day near dawn
A whimsical note of musings click by
With a whinge through an empty morn withdrawn
A trudge with a mission of hope draws high

A whimsical note of musings click by
Brighter colours of rays your heart can see
A trudge with a mission of hope draws high
Just a little look deeper sets you free

Brighter colours of rays your heart can see
When you open through the light from within
Just a little look deeper sets you free
You’re all that counts rise now and claim your win

When you open through the light from within
For it ponders over a bare noon flash
You’re all that counts rise now and claim your win
It’s a knock in the air quite so brash

Day 6 NaPoWriMo Poems: Courage

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COURAGE

 C – Challenges are indeed a core part of life

 O – Optimism and persistence though not so rife

 U– Until you find the essentials they hold

 R– Rage may continue to rob your mould

A – Appreciating your little successes

G- Gradually your courage impresses

E – Every time you slip, know it’s not the end

 

MINDS IN FURROW

Like thunderstorm

The brewing swarm

Plodding my stream

Eternal team

 

Unforgettable though I knew

In a twist yesterday drew

As it broke through a team

In my mind I carry the dream

 

The once-filled house

Stands on an empty grouse

With mourning smiles

That stretches the miles

 

I sway not sing of grief

As you soar within the clouds

Your pain shifts brief

Hanging with intent bemoaning crowd

 

A poem for peace

When the walls come cracking

And the children wailing

All girls and boys shouting                                     

The women are fainting

The blast is sounding

And the chaos looming

                    

 

In the centre of a war pending

The smiles of humanity ending

Some men are hiding

Thoughts of their children dying

Other men do the blasting

With heavy arms destroying

The milk in the heart is drying

The veins of comrades are shedding

 

And the centre not Imageholding

The devil is within and laughing

Ideals of brotherhood is perishing

Will it continue forever unending?

For today’s doings

Tomorrow’s misdeeds, surely appalling

Waters of destruction unrelenting

Love, mercy and pity fast vanishing

The crowd is dispersing

Innocent children enduring

The blood spill truly unforgiving

The earth is soiled and decaying

With human blood sorrowing

Let some true joy come rising

And hands be holding

For unity to start living

On the land of the beings

These days

 

These days, freshness seem a thing of pride

 These days, my air is filled with glee

 These days, I see tomorrow a close stranger

These days, yesterday reminisce no more                                                                                                

These days, a dove tells me a story of happiness

 Could be true if within  

My intent terminates the regression

Pushing through infamous humility

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These days, presence amidst indignation

Perturbs originality so sublime

Weakens the toughest among the wilds

So gentle in the eyes of violence

These days I crave for a true friend long gone

With sobriety I pray thee return with strength

Thought unreachable far away

Indeed with us the vigour to thrive

 

A Shift

I smiled, though my veins jiggered but I laughed out loud

I peered over my shoulder and shredders of delight

Whelmed my empty entity

It was the joy my gut had ceased

Several years ago

Feelings ripped through my self-amputated consciousness

That I had long lost my inclinations

And my burning love had almost disappeared

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As I linger amid nowhere near recompense

A trembling string of nerve seem pulling me together

A lamp post ahead shines through its shadow

The joy that had made me, now crawls over head

All over with beaming echoes

The yield fails not

The path denies misguidance

What is left, but a shift?