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Poetry Shenanigans – Battle-Worn

In celebration of World Poetry Day, here’s a poem for one and for all. Happy writing & most importantly, happy muse hunting!

Battle-Worn

Rivulets of anger,
Tears of frustration and fear,
Music that just plays on,
These are the things,
Wars are built on.
Ravage, pillage,
Be a savage,
Ignore the screams,
Begging and pleading for mercy.
No survivors,
Only scars,
Only reminders,
To remind you time after time,
Of all that once was,
And all that’s now left behind. 

SJ

Quirky Quartets: Marching On

Let’s kick start Wonderful Wednesday with a Quirky Quartet!

Marching On

Her right, my right
His right, my right,
Finally we’re banded and bonded together,
In this fight for what’s right.

SJ

Poetry Shenanigans: Hope

For a Fantastic Friday, here’s a Quirky Quartet Quip. To friends living down South, all the best today, stay strong & most importantly, stay united. Love always finds a way and is the greatest strength that binds us all.

Hope

When legacies end and tyrannies begin,
Take a moment, take a deep breath in,
And know, that this too shall pass,
And that hope shines brightest in darkest of days.

SJ

Poetry Shenanigans: Dance Away

 

Dance Away

You and I have this dance down,
Down to it’s last step,
Last twirl, last bow, last curtsy.
The same old beat, the same old tune.
When did we start being stuck in our ways?
When did we stop looking?
Hell, making our own routine?
Since when did we start doubting,
Our primal instincts?
The ones that drew you and me together,
In this time and space?
How did the walls that once ceased to
exist for us?
Seem to be closing in on us?
How did the love and passion that
once defined us,
Turn into indifference, negligence and
hostility?
When did the fire in our eyes?
Dim down, flicker and die out?
They’re playing our song now…
But I see you walk sluggishly over,
Shoulders hunched, fists clenched,
Teeth grit, jaw tight…mechanical,
As though you’re walking to your own
funeral.
Take a peek, take a glance,
And while your eyes dance askance,
Take my hand, take a chance,
For walking away and bowing out
is far easier,
Than fixing our flaws,
And waltzing past those wounds and
memories that claw.

SJ

Poetry Shenanigans: Left Behind

Happy Friday one and all. I’ve been trying to flex those writing muscles, and so far this is all I’ve come up with. There’s a bunch of stuff on it’s way, but you know how life has a way of just interrupting all the things you schedule? Hopefully, soon enough things will fall into place, have a great weekend!

Left Behind

This story has been told,
Over and over a hundred fold,
When the world you once held,
With the highest of regards,
Folds and crumbles,
And you take the first of many
tumbles.
All those who once stood by your
side,
Turn into mere ghosts,
That scatter,
Run helter-skelter, run asunder…
When you’re unraveling,
And freefalling,
Down that deep, dark rabbit
hole,
Surrounded only by whimpers
and sighs,
Falling freely, and tumbling
hastily,
From your lips,
That once poured out words,
Words of hope, words of delight,
In the wonder you seemed to be
surrounded by.
But now all it seems to know,
Are whimpers, mewls and moans,
Sighs and groans,
Lamenting, calling out, lashing out,
At all those moments that led
you here,
Muttering and screaming curses,
At forces unknown and foes known,
Until one day,
Your lips are too dry,
Your throat too parched,
To call out, to reach out,
To those that seem to pass you by.
You begin to think they’re mere
mirages,
Tricks of your mind,
Casting shadows and illusions.
You keep telling yourself you matter,
You mattered enough,
For someone to note your absence,
To note the emptiness,
That seems to take up the space,
You once used to occupy.
You hold on to that faith,
Until the day you’re done screaming,
Until you realize nobody is coming,
Nobody is looking…
And just like that,
You’re nothing but a mere memory,
And you’re left behind.
Now all you know,
All there is,
In this strange and unknown space,
Is you and your will.
Will they fight? Or unite?
One leads to utter and complete
defeat,
The other leads to another chance,
An opportunity,
To stand your ground,
To prove you’re all that you ever
thought,
And all that you never thought,
You could be.
So will you climb, tear and forge
your way ahead?
Or let the shadows swallow you whole?

SJ

Poetry Shenanigans: Frostbite

Hellloooo 2017!

Hope everyone had a phenomenal time ringing in the New Year and saying goodbye to the year we leave behind. Here’s to new beginnings and new creative wonders! Live life to the fullest and find the things that keep you sane and keep you going all day long!

Here’s the 1st poem of 2017!

Frostbite

The weight of the world,
Crushing my chest,
Searching, seeking…
For a way out,
An escape route, a path.
Where is the respite? The relief?
All I feel are the jagged ends
of rocks and rubble,
Strewn across my path.
Heaving, having trouble
breathing.
I doubt I’m going to last,
For yet another second,
Another minute.
In this monotonous world,
Where conformity is the norm.
Where chasing a dream,
Is the anomaly in this reality.
Creaking, shrieking…
Anytime now, my ribs will
cave in.
The cold is seeping in now.
The chill settling deep within
my bones.
Emanating a sense of familiarity,
A comfort I’ve come to terms
with.
With the respite from the cold,
Maybe…just maybe,
I might make it through another day,
Planning, figuring, carving my way,
To better, weightless days.

SJ

Poetry Shenanigans: Let It Go

And HERE WE GO! That’s a wrap folks. So what have I been up to? With all these poems hitting the blog in rapid succession? Well I was a few poems short of hitting a 100 this year, and this is the first time (well at least it feels like it’s the first time) that I’ve written a 100 poems in a year. This is my last one to hit that century mark, hopefully next year I can keep up with the writing. A lot has happened over the course of the year, but hey what’s life without a few adventures right? Have yourselves an amazing time seeing 2016 off and here’s wishing everyone a very very Happy & prosperous New Year!

Let It Go

They say forget and forgive,
Live and let live,
That all is fair in love and war.
How easy it is to come to
such foolish conclusions,
When the price paid,
Is not anyone else’s concern,
But yours?
They say,
‘What doesn’t kill you makes you
stronger.’
How easy and complacent,
For spectators a plenty,
To say something so disarming,
When they don’t see,
Just how much of yourself,
Has fallen apart, died and rotted
away,
That you might as well have been
slain?
They don’t see the hollowness,
The vacuum, the void,
That’s taken residence deep within.
They tell you to pick yourself up,
And to keep trying until you succeed.
Have they seen your battle scars?
Have they seen all the added bits and
parts?
That you’ve accumulated,
Over the years, just to stay standing?
The world is a cruel place,
They say,
Stay strong,
They say.
Funny the world is filled with the same
spectators,
Who watch you fall apart,
With as much enthusiasm and gusto,
As they do,
When they tell you how to put yourself
back together.
They say,
‘Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words will never harm me.’
They’ve forgotten,
Just how much they love being
deceived.
Because they also like to say,
Words spoken out of anger can never
be taken back.
Aren’t we a beautiful bunch of
hypocrites?
Who like the sound of words,
Especially the sound of our voices,
Chanting words and phrases,
Without ever really meaning a word
of it?
They say, ‘Actions speak louder than words.’
So what are you going to do about it?
The next time you find yourself cornered?
The next time you’re left nursing a
broken heart?
Are you going to let the empty comfort,
Of hollow words and indifferent sentiments,
Confound you and detach you even
more?
Or are you going to be the sense
of clarity,
And light of ingenuity,
In this disillusioned world?

SJ

Poetry Shenanigans: Hello

Well all I can say is that I’m getting close to the finish line. The last time I wrote like this was for a school project in my Writers Craft class haha. But this is so much more fun!

Hello

Hello…
Remember me?
Why are you hiding?
Shying away from reality?
Hiding your abilities?
Suppressing your words
and feelings?
Why are you shutting me out?
When you know,
The words I share with you,
Ring, echo and boom with truth?
What are you afraid of?
You’re the trailblazer,
The pioneer,
You never back down from
a fight.
Hell you’re the one,
Who can hold your own in one.
What happened to you?
You’re a shell,
Of the person you once used
to be…
I should know, I would know,
I do know,
All that you’re capable of,
All that you can be?
Hello…
I know the world can be cruel,
Sometimes it seems lonely,
But you’re never alone.
Don’t shut me out,
I’m here to stay,
To be your conscience,
Your sanity in these insane times.
To be your best friend,
To be your pillar,
When it seems like the world,
Has turned it’s back on you.
Hello…
Don’t ignore me,
For I’m going nowhere,
I’m always there wherever you
go,
I’m not that different from you,
How could I be though?
Because I’m you,
Just the one that lives within,
Witnessing your evolution,
Every single day.
And sooner rather than later, 
You will realize,
It’s time to set yourself free,
From the confines and restraints
This world imposes,
And begin your own revolution.

SJ

Poetry Shenanigans: One Dance

Okay this is getting a tad bit challenging, but hey I LIVE for this sorta challenge. This is literally putting that verbal diarrhea to the test! 

One Dance

One chance, one moment,
A moment to last,
Ever serene,
Eternal peace,
This moment right here,
This place right now,
Where time has stood still,
Where life has given us,
A pause, a reprieve,
A moment to take it all in,
A moment to breathe.
A moment to cherish,
That which is you and me.
So take my hand darling,
Leave those troubles and
worries behind,
Let me wipe away those
troublesome tears,
It’s time to shine,
It’s time to light up the world,
With that radiant smile,
That holds the magic and splendor,
Radiance and resplendence,
Of a thousand splendid suns.
Take my hand darling,
And let’s dance our fears away,
One dance,
To remember the years,
One dance,
To remember promises whispered.
One dance,
To celebrate our victories,
One dance,
To celebrate the magic,
That is you and me.

SJ