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The Bully and the Victim of His Plot (Poem)

Bullying is a term, actualized by insecure people,

Trying to intimidate or ridicule, 

Based on external appearance.

For if they were aware, 

What matters above all,

They wouldn’t focus on petty things,

That doesn’t define who they are.

They hide beneath true feelings,

In an attempt, 

To appear strong among the rest.

They need to belittle, to appear superior

Among the rest.

Always trying 

To avoid, 

Their frailty and disguise, 

So they hide beneath insecurities, all day long.

So tell me the truth,

That bullies can’t conjure,   

Whose the most insecure of them all?

The bully, the victim of his plot.

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Seeking Peace and Unity (Poem)

We don’t understand the impact of our words.

Our actions spit out prejudice and malice 

Among others,

Through nothing but ancestry and culture,

And skin on our bones.

Nation after nation, 

We create our own competition, 

Seeking one way to live, 

One truth to accept, 

Altering the meaning of prophesies into lies.

We don’t understand the impact of our words. 

Our words spit out racism and slurs, 

Not considering the lives 

We affect,

Through prejudice and conflict and war.

We create havoc among each other,

Sleep walking and bashing each other, 

To win some contest of better or not.

Let’s not forget our core,

Our reason for being,

To live peacefully 

As brothers and sisters, 

Let’s not contradict through lies.

 

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Seasons Changing (Poem)

Every season,

Brings its own mission, 

To pursue 

An unending trail,

With mountains, 

And fields, 

And open space.

Weaving and turning,

As we find our compass  

To carve the way.

Pushing through uncertainties,

And doubts,

As we feel our fears 

And declare our wants,

And don’t give in.

We take our pen, 

And write the story, 

With a white canvas, 

And a happy ending.

Some enter, 

Some leave,

Some leave a tattoo, 

Imprints their name. 

As we simply accept, 

Seasons changing,  

But true friends 

Always remain.

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The Promise (Poem)

He looked into her dying eyes,

And saw the dreadful anguish 

In her eyes, at 86, 

While death is staring face to face.

She said why, oh why?

Why does it have to be this way?

What’s the point of all of this?

In a state of disarray, 

From watching his loved one 

Passing away. 

He then promised himself,  

On that very day,

He would never ask that question 

On his dying day,

And he would live life to the fullest, 

Until his very last day,

So the questions

Would be irrelevant, 

On that same day.

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Trust Without Reason (Poem)

He asked his father,

What can I do?

It feels like check mate,

I’ve tried everything, 

I feel as though,

The weight on my shoulders

Is crippling me now.

Do I lay down? 

And let the current sweep me away?

And allow the weight of the tide

To pull me down?

He said to his son,

What is unwavering faith and boldness

And persevering despite doubt? 

The son replied I don’t know. 

His father replied,

It’s to not know, 

And still believe, despite reason. 

It’s to say, I don’t understand, 

But father I know you have a way, 

And I won’t stop nagging, 

Until my promise is fulfilled, 

And my mission is complete.

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True Meaning of Courage (Poem)

The most courageous of them all

Is the one

Who declares his faith, 

Despite appearance 

Contradicting his faith. 

The one who perseveres, 

Despite reality pushing him down.   

He seeks compassion, 

Despite the cruelty 

Imprinted in the world.

The most courageous of them all, 

Is the one who declares I can, 

Despite inferiority sneaking up. 

The one who never gave in,

Or forgot who he was

And where he came from.

The most courageous one, is the one 

Who got up,

Despite the pile of brick on his back. 

He remained steadfast, 

Despite the world shaking him up.

He seeks enlightenment,

Despite the darkness in the world. 

He’s the enlightened one, 

Who speaks it into being, 

Then watches the universe

 Manifest it into being.

Always a victor, 

And never underestimating 

His own power.

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Seeking Yourself First (Poem)

I met a girl,

Confused and afraid, 

She had insecurities of her own,

The most beautiful woman I met,

Yet she couldn’t see it herself,

So she went looking elsewhere.

She was always looking for love,

In all the wrong places, 

Thought she would meet a man,

Then all would fall into place.

She came in and out of her relationships,

Her dignity solely on her man, 

And when she looked into her eyes, 

She loathed herself,

And couldn’t say, I love you as you are.

She went looking for mr right, 

None of them filled the void, 

Man after man,

Only reinforced, what was lurking inside.

Then on one lonely Saturday, 

Feeling confused and lost,

She went by the lake, 

Wanting to be alone.

She said, 

Out of mere frustrations!

God!

I’ve dated every man on this planet, 

Yet I cannot find one, that loves me back, 

Every guy treats me like trash.

God said, love is a reflection of who you are,

They only mirror your thoughts,

So next time, seek yourself,  

And Mr right will only 

Reaffirm how you felt.

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The Front Door is Calling Me Again (Poem)

Though the back door seems fascinating but gloomy.

My senses feel pressured to walk through.

Trying to stand my ground but I pace,

As I contemplate and rehearse my old ways.

With the front door and back door

Next to my face.

One facing my heart and the other my senses.

In two worlds with one dominating my senses.

Entering the back door once again, 

With my senses at the forefront again. 

Contrast and trials knocking at my door,

Asking me to reunite with my soul.

The front door so far and distant in my mind,

Though so close so distant in my mind.

I know I’ll pull through once more,

In a moment that expands to the very core.

As I stand still on a thin white line,

Letting the journey sweep me from the tide.

On another trail with mountains to the sky,

As I enter the front,

And crush the back.

My destiny is calling me again.

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Love and Lust (Poem)

One man had it all,

A wife to die for,

All the money a man could ask for.

Love irreplaceable,

That any man would ask for.

It felt stale,

As if it wasn’t enough,

Always looking for excitement and fun.

Temptation and lust kept on creeping his way.

As he was confused 

Which path to take.

After thinking long and hard

Before taking the leap,

On a dead-end trail.

He couldn’t withstand 

What was a stake, 

For a one night stand,

And a true love break.

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Fearlessly Face the Unknown (Poem)

There’s a whole world and vision in front of me now.

Behind remains status quo, and chains keeping me down.

Shall I dance with what lies in front of me now,

Or look up to the sky and depart.

Exhilaration is calling me, 

From a stand of nothing

But my father’s hand.

Shall I leap away,

Or allow the chains to remain.

My limp causes me to stay

As I focus on my infirmities

And fear along the way.

What choice shall it be, 

Let the fear take over?  

Or fearlessly face the unknown?