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THE CHASED BIRD

Submitted by Jackweb on Wed, 2023-05-03 10:43

has flown to his nest,
with a bleeding heart,
each night and day,
it feels a clipping pain.

To flap its wings,
to soar its highway,
and to seek solace and
rehabilitation.

A solitary bird, full of vision,
young, strong and could fly
beyond the reach of others,
now suffering the wind of time.

A well versed bird,
tweeting the psalm of life,
reassuring the punctured souls,
now a victim of circumstance!

A Letter to Dear John... May Challenge

Submitted by Geezer on Tue, 2023-05-02 22:28

And the letter started off, Dear John
I've been thinking about you too
see, I've discovered I can make it
without having to deal with you

No more explaining where I went
I don't need to lie again
Make excuses or hide away
hold my heart together in pain

When you come home this time
I certainly won't be here
I'm through with living a lie
and I don't want to live in fear

Literacy Predicted Days

Submitted by Tigger Kaz on Tue, 2023-05-02 17:30

Orwell spoke of crazy times ahead
Words that warned of all the lies
Yet we chose to bow our heads instead
Falling for such wilful disguise

And he wrote about pigs and power
With their snouts deep in the troughs
Many slogans did devour
During times of persistent coughs

For what purpose at that time?
Only time will help to show
Lies that were hidden by such crime
And yet the truth will likely show

don't wanna go home

Submitted by Blue-eyed Bolla on Tue, 2023-05-02 12:34

I don't wanna go, don't wanna go home.
Outside, leave me lonely; I just wanna roam.

There's peace and pure pleasure beneath this blue sky,
with blissful breeze blowin' and clouds passin' by.

The birdsong is precious, like days of a child.
Aurora is warmin', the weather's so mild.

I wanna stay still on this bench by the bay,
to watch the waves foamin' with salty sea spray.

I don't wanna go, don't wanna leave here.
My home is a wolf pit of worry and fear.

My Humble Requiem

Submitted by Leanne Hogton on Tue, 2023-05-02 09:48

As I ponder on my mortality,
On the how, the why and the when
I think on the thoughts I'll leave behind
And create my humble requiem

Be kind, that's it
should I stop right here ?
No. a lifetime of experience
needs much more I fear

Hug hard, smile often
Love with all your heart
Laugh out loud, sing louder still
Make your whole life art

We are only here for a few short years
So weave a tapestry of friends
Party hard with many beers
Have no regrets when it comes to the end

Treasure

Submitted by Lavender on Tue, 2023-05-02 09:20

You gave me the first
blossom from the tree

wrapped with the
smile on your face.

I wore it in my hair
until it wilted,

but saved your smile,
like a jewel

folded in a white napkin,
tucked safely inside

my most guarded heart.

MOTHERHOOD

Submitted by Sheddie on Tue, 2023-05-02 07:17

MOTHERHOOD

Motherhood, tales thus ringing far,
Crown and Victories dost find me,
Coming forth from the dust flushed down the jar,
Made with pain, blessed these hands be.

A king she raised, in pain she fed,
Troubled in slumber, sour life she sees.
Having nothing, in struggle, she leads who she led
In times like this, crying with the trees
Hands like stone, heart of gold.

Will and Testament

Submitted by ES Poetry on Mon, 2023-05-01 18:25

I gave you money and song
I gave you poetry and rhyme
But I found it so difficult
to give you my time

I gave you flowers of pink
I gave you chocolate and wine
But I found it so challenging
To give you my time

I gave you a house and some kids
And a new sheepskin rug
But I found it challenging to
Give you that ‘love drug’

I gave you a garden of roses like
in your favourite song lines
I gave you your very own car
But I never gave you my time

I'm Sorry

Submitted by Tigger Kaz on Mon, 2023-05-01 13:21

I'm sorry I couldn't face the world today,
And instead, I wished it all away.

Couldn't wrestle into day clothes today,
So in my night clothes, I did stay.

I'm sorry that my pain consumed me,
And I wasn't filled with glee.

Couldn't fight the feelings inside me,
Yes, I know that you find it hard to see.

I'm sorry that my pains are hidden,
Like a secret that's forbidden.

Isn't visual like a depression,
Yet it's as awful by its progression.

Barbarities and Cross-fertilization

Submitted by Lukman Nurudeen... on Mon, 2023-05-01 12:38

Peace and war are not relatable
Evil for war, good for peace
So, forbid evil and wrongful transgression.

***
Edify people that war is unpalatable
Spread peace, a service to folks,
Prove humanity is a single nation.

***
Strive to advocate peace, so imperturbable
Peacemakers do ably restrain all barbarities
Ever to uphold peace — their mission.

© Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi

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