Showing posts with label Confusion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Confusion. Show all posts

Sunday, May 24, 2020

Lost in a discordant flow


Where have you been
Where have you gone
The tossing and turning
No time to dwell upon

Facts withered away 
Replaced with truthiness
The cult of personality
Has added to this mess

Fright night becomes day
Horrors abhor the peace
The fury of a surge
Comes deathly like a beast

Which way to go
Here, there, I don't know
Hunkered in the bunker
Focused on nowhere to go

Meanwhile the pain builds
Yells and shouts of ignorance
Risen like an uneven tide
The decay of common sense

Open up they say
Open up regardless
The danger zone condones
Life regarded less

Even worse yet now
Under the cover of livelihoods
Expertise is disavowed
Experience viewed a falsehood

Individuality reigns supreme
At the expense of community
Self interests divides the house
Perilous is the collaborative unity

Where have you been
Where should you go
Turning and tossing
Lost in a discordant flow.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Night is calling to me

Night is calling to me
Whispers blow in the wind
Weak and weary is my body
Yet the sound is relentless, piercing
It pursues the innermost thoughts
And pervades my inner sanctum

What words are these?
A message knifes through the fog
Like a surgical strike 
Pinpoint to the nth degree
Quiet the dark may be
But the mind is set ablaze 

Unclear am I to its meaning
Fearful of where it might lead
The unknown strikes a dissonance
Tangled and tossed in darkness
Confused at the unease
Unprepared for the Revelation

My physicality wants it to turn off
The mind can't help but listen
And the soul is its catalyst
Forces beyond my comprehension
Controlling the mode of thought
Persuading me closer to the call

Just when I finally thought
I got the harmony synthesized
The melody skips a disdainful beat 
Dark night switches the tune
The sun shutters the shadows
And I am awake to a different rhythm.

Sunday, July 05, 2015

Searching, Yearning



I'm searching, yearning
Looking for inspiration
In the complacent dark
For that spark of vision

Its all grey and foggy
Not even the faintest light
Struggling and sluggish
A whimper not even might

I'm weak and worn
Needing rejuvenation
Just shooting blanks
Where's the innovation?

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Who knew it was to be...

Who knew it was to be
The time was at a definite hand
A reckoning massive in display
Revealing an ordeal un-grand

The issues do remain
Troublesome disparity it'll be
A house laid waste ill-fame
In gruesome, macabre territory

Mud-slings and the dirt
Abhor the mirror-face
Prodding a need to cleanse
For mercy, penance and grace

The time is ever-present now
As it was in the persistent past 
To brush the dirt off the shoulders
And raise a tall, devout mast

Reinvention beckons a will
Set sail to the North my friend
To let it it loose unabridged again
Maybe its intervention, a God-send

The sludge grudge may bellow
Fastening like murky quicksand
But it hasn't even a chance
To capture this feature brand

Always forward and more
Heartfelt gusto unforsaken
Onward ho to the promised land
A change in the making

And here we go my friend
Are you ready for the journey
Who knew it was to be
Revealing an unknown entity.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Stuck in a stall...

The days grow weary
Or the saying goes
I have a search query
For deep inner flows

Where have you gone
In desperate straits
I am less fond
Questioning the fates

Is this to be
The way of life
It seems to flee
An incomprehensible strife

Encompassing the darkness
In flail and in flight
A candle spark-less
Going out of sight

The water is dry
I am grounded
In disbelief I deny
That I am grounded

But nevertheless alas
The day becomes night
Knowing to the last
Truth delivers fright

No flows to be seen
Designed in flaw
Loss of my esteem
Stuck in a stall...

Monday, August 16, 2010

The Pressure's High!

The pressure's high
Hot smoking steam
Clamored in confusion
I just want to scream

Whether I turn left
Or even in the right way
My missteps
Hinder the day

The walls cave in
Thinking on the whim
Impatience clutters
A level of dire grim

A need for change
Crying out in the desert
Can I be heard
Ineptitude to assert

I need to break loose
Widen the field
Think more clearly
For a foundation's build

The pressure's high
Enclosed in the burrows
My sorrows entrenches
Fallen into a furrow.

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Its the summer

Its the summer
What a bummer

The gray skies
Make me despise

This is southern Cali
Not some New York alley

Please emerge from thy slumber
The sun of this hidden summer

Waiting
Debating

Concerned for the future
Taxiing to the departure

Clear skies I need
For sunshine to feed

Its the summer
What a bummer.

Thursday, June 03, 2010

Trapped in a Flow

Trapped in a flow
Nowhere to go

What shall I do
Feel like fool

Against the current
A theme recurrent

My heart fervent
The mind dissonant

Stewing in my head
Confusion I tread

Need for a spark
For decisions landmark

Forced in a burrow
Creativity in furrow

Searching for the light
Inspiration's delight

Crying out a plea
Yearning to flee

Chastised to be quiet
The soul is a riot

Trapped in a flow
Somewhere I need to go.