Deep-seeded eruptions mark your intent,
delivering limits to the fullest extent
Your stint has run its maximum course as
submission transcends the depth of your force
Remorse will settle in the cracks of your pride,
and flip the perspective down memory’s ride
Leashed up charms – bait and switch for your harms;
no alarms, but I remain suited up in these arms
Can’t farm out true missions with half-baked renditions
of tyrants and warlords without ammunition; ‘cause
fruition comes calling and players start falling when
formidable hearts withstand all the mauling
Uprising rides on the bows of love’s archers;
bondage – crushed beneath vigilant marchers
Battles are won through clarity’s tears,
when fears turn to courage as enlightenment rears
Opportunity seized in the learning of your soul
Righteousness choked out the means for your goal
Redemption, high-perched, gazes on your crawl
to witness your everything is nothing at all
And there goes the head off your body of evil
And there stands the shed of your crimes disheveled
Self-induced prisoner of irony’s fate
Self-imposed reaper of karma’s next date
Twisting and turning, for now it’s too late
You toyed with the heavens; got purged from the gates
What waits down the path on the road now chosen?
A fire which burns in a land now frozen
Cursed by the prowess of mortal seductions
Failed in the charge of this soul’s destruction
Coming redone in the peace of my mind; as
you’re left undone at the end of your vine
Wait? Is that your voice? Now you have to do the video – to fully break down the walls!
Ok, anyways, so you seriously need to get a band together and start playing the clubs. Throw a hook in there and your golden.
So who is this poem to exactly? I’m pitying them a little as you destroyed them so completely. 🙂 I love, “to witness your everything is nothing at all,” but actually I love the whole thing. So many gems in there.
Hahaha. First of all, this was at your mom’s prompting. I was supposed to ask you how to do it, but me being me… spent half the day figuring it out. I did video myself, but I punked out. Lol
Maybe I can get my son to chime in… he writes songs on his keyboard… no real spots here though for performing.
Ha! Anyone I break down in a piece is getting off easy. While this one applies to a few, what actually triggered it was an Angie Stone song, which included “trying to destroy my soul… is not acceptable”… and I was like… ooh, I’ve gotta write about that!! (sense I know what that’s like and all…)
Anyhoo… glad you love it. I’m not much of a performer… always behind the scenes, even at work, so this was definitely another “out of my comfort zone” piece.
Oh shoot, okay. I thought it would still work if I provided the link. I’ll change the setting. It’s just the audio, though. Had to add a pic to make it a video that YouTube would accept.
I’ve been leading a therapy intensive all weekend so just had time to come back to listen to the video. You did it!!!!! I LOOOOOVVVVVEEEEEEEE hearing you speaking your poem. It makes a huge difference to me to be able to see the words and also hear them. And to have a voice to put with your gravatar picture is really great too. I hope you do this a LOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.
Aww, thanks!! Well… that is my agitated sassy voice, with a little “tude” in there. Lol. I’ll have to record one that’s a little sweeter now, so you don’t “hear” me breaking someone down every time you see my profile pic! 🙂 My son wanted me to go in harder… you know how boys are. Well, I’m very glad you enjoyed it!
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You caught me off guard with this. Thank you, Sreejit!
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Wait? Is that your voice? Now you have to do the video – to fully break down the walls!
Ok, anyways, so you seriously need to get a band together and start playing the clubs. Throw a hook in there and your golden.
So who is this poem to exactly? I’m pitying them a little as you destroyed them so completely. 🙂 I love, “to witness your everything is nothing at all,” but actually I love the whole thing. So many gems in there.
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Hahaha. First of all, this was at your mom’s prompting. I was supposed to ask you how to do it, but me being me… spent half the day figuring it out. I did video myself, but I punked out. Lol
Maybe I can get my son to chime in… he writes songs on his keyboard… no real spots here though for performing.
Ha! Anyone I break down in a piece is getting off easy. While this one applies to a few, what actually triggered it was an Angie Stone song, which included “trying to destroy my soul… is not acceptable”… and I was like… ooh, I’ve gotta write about that!! (sense I know what that’s like and all…)
Anyhoo… glad you love it. I’m not much of a performer… always behind the scenes, even at work, so this was definitely another “out of my comfort zone” piece.
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When I try to watch the video I get a message that says “This video is private.” After reading your poem I’m very curious to see what the video is!
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Oh shoot, okay. I thought it would still work if I provided the link. I’ll change the setting. It’s just the audio, though. Had to add a pic to make it a video that YouTube would accept.
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I’ve been leading a therapy intensive all weekend so just had time to come back to listen to the video. You did it!!!!! I LOOOOOVVVVVEEEEEEEE hearing you speaking your poem. It makes a huge difference to me to be able to see the words and also hear them. And to have a voice to put with your gravatar picture is really great too. I hope you do this a LOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.
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Aww, thanks!! Well… that is my agitated sassy voice, with a little “tude” in there. Lol. I’ll have to record one that’s a little sweeter now, so you don’t “hear” me breaking someone down every time you see my profile pic! 🙂 My son wanted me to go in harder… you know how boys are. Well, I’m very glad you enjoyed it!
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