Inspiration: I was thinking about a baby? And I wanted to write something upbeat.
Word:Baby.
Run little baby
run fast to the beat
feel the movement
doubt the lies
feel the heat
erupt the spies.
Stop your cries
heal your mind
allow your life
to breathe.
Don't upset
the speed
keep movin'
you'll succeed.
Hush little baby
I just wan't you to
believe.
So you got ta keep
the peace.
In high school, I challenged myself to write a poem everyday for a year. I did not succeed. Nevertheless, attempting to changed my life. My poetry is my loudest voice. So I continue to write. All poems copyrighted Copyright©Ndaugh
Sunday, July 31, 2011
A Solid Understanding
Inspiration: A mixture of things. Thinking about leaving for college, my dad, etc.
Word: Understanding
It's amazing to think
of your earthiness.
You're beautiful in that.
I admire the way you are you,
and they way you allowed me to be free.
See it's freedom really.
To be allowed to smile at ease.
And to look directly in your eyes
and now feel hindered or,
wrong?
For doing so.
Yea it's funny to ponder your
quirkiness, and how you were quick on your feet.
I always enjoyed the breeze
that I felt with you.
The way the grass tickled my feet
and how the dirt stuck to my toes.
And how I loved the way
the flowers excited my nose.
But this was only with you,
this true appreciation for the earth,
And in fact, I forgot it, once you left.
Gone?
And I was empty again, trying to find a reason
trying to learn an understanding.
But now I was off center,
no since of balance
and I craved those days
when the clock stood still
and I was solid
with you.
Because you grounded me
and for the first time I thought for sure
that the earth stood still.
But you left.
For what reason I still don't know.
But for some reason,
the earth tells me...I will.
Word: Understanding
It's amazing to think
of your earthiness.
You're beautiful in that.
I admire the way you are you,
and they way you allowed me to be free.
See it's freedom really.
To be allowed to smile at ease.
And to look directly in your eyes
and now feel hindered or,
wrong?
For doing so.
Yea it's funny to ponder your
quirkiness, and how you were quick on your feet.
I always enjoyed the breeze
that I felt with you.
The way the grass tickled my feet
and how the dirt stuck to my toes.
And how I loved the way
the flowers excited my nose.
But this was only with you,
this true appreciation for the earth,
And in fact, I forgot it, once you left.
Gone?
And I was empty again, trying to find a reason
trying to learn an understanding.
But now I was off center,
no since of balance
and I craved those days
when the clock stood still
and I was solid
with you.
Because you grounded me
and for the first time I thought for sure
that the earth stood still.
But you left.
For what reason I still don't know.
But for some reason,
the earth tells me...I will.
Shoo Fly! Don't bother me!
Inspiration: There's a fly in my room!!!!!
Word: Irritation
So I had to surrender
to irritation at it's fines.
The horrendous beat of it
dwindled down to my spine
and destroyed me.
I was overcome by it.
It's ugliness.
My anxiety grew
as it laid across my bare skin.
Un hand me! Beast!
Must you creep up my legs
and run down my hand
until my poor skin has unraveled
in attempts to dismiss your ugly,
your annoyance,
damn you're arrogant.
Your need to wander into my space
and vex my every nerve
serves true to that fact
that you probably weren't hugged as a child
or you merely have a knack for being a true
narcissistic.
Word: Irritation
So I had to surrender
to irritation at it's fines.
The horrendous beat of it
dwindled down to my spine
and destroyed me.
I was overcome by it.
It's ugliness.
My anxiety grew
as it laid across my bare skin.
Un hand me! Beast!
Must you creep up my legs
and run down my hand
until my poor skin has unraveled
in attempts to dismiss your ugly,
your annoyance,
damn you're arrogant.
Your need to wander into my space
and vex my every nerve
serves true to that fact
that you probably weren't hugged as a child
or you merely have a knack for being a true
narcissistic.
Them Days are Over
Inspiration: Dog Days are Over by Florence and The Machine
Word: Over
Coming fast now
there's your past now
but its over
done with
you conquered it
ya over it.
Step heavily into your future
take over it
become it
Become You.
Live steadily now
with wonder
with desire
with faith in what you've made
and make what you have faith in.
Excrete your passion into your livin'
and live for the ultimate feelin'.
Your feeling's of hurt
and hatred are over
done with.
Your weary feet
are on fresh soil now.
Take advantage of it.
Do it
be it
become more than you'd
think you'd ever be.
See the world for me, and
tell your story.
Exist in a passionate life
and fulfill your sweet destiny.
Because Sweetheart,
your dog days are over.
Word: Over
Coming fast now
there's your past now
but its over
done with
you conquered it
ya over it.
Step heavily into your future
take over it
become it
Become You.
Live steadily now
with wonder
with desire
with faith in what you've made
and make what you have faith in.
Excrete your passion into your livin'
and live for the ultimate feelin'.
Your feeling's of hurt
and hatred are over
done with.
Your weary feet
are on fresh soil now.
Take advantage of it.
Do it
be it
become more than you'd
think you'd ever be.
See the world for me, and
tell your story.
Exist in a passionate life
and fulfill your sweet destiny.
Because Sweetheart,
your dog days are over.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
For all the Lies
Inspiration: Something on my body was hurting.
Word: Hurt
It hurt ya know?
When I thought about how I lied.
How I denied-
My Everything...
My all?
For my mere
narcissistic desire?
To remain in a familiar reality?
A false reality?
My reality?
Filled with white demons.
and black ghosts.
Thinking.
I inhaled the scent
of it all, wrapped in
a melancholy pattern
of misplaced words
that led to frases
that hid the truth
and disguised all
sincerity.
But I do sincerely apologize
for the lies
for the bribes
and for hiding myself from you
because I was,
afraid...
of you?
Well, of your love really.
Word: Hurt
It hurt ya know?
When I thought about how I lied.
How I denied-
My Everything...
My all?
For my mere
narcissistic desire?
To remain in a familiar reality?
A false reality?
My reality?
Filled with white demons.
and black ghosts.
Thinking.
I inhaled the scent
of it all, wrapped in
a melancholy pattern
of misplaced words
that led to frases
that hid the truth
and disguised all
sincerity.
But I do sincerely apologize
for the lies
for the bribes
and for hiding myself from you
because I was,
afraid...
of you?
Well, of your love really.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Next Day, Tomorrow
Inspiration: Thinking about the following day.
Word: Tomorrow.
I got lost in it,
I just stood still..
and let my soul leave me
from my toes
I tilted my body
as my heart
went on a rage of
grunting hormones
and I felt it...
till' the next day
through tomorrow
Word: Tomorrow.
I got lost in it,
I just stood still..
and let my soul leave me
from my toes
I tilted my body
as my heart
went on a rage of
grunting hormones
and I felt it...
till' the next day
through tomorrow
Live
Inspiration: I'm sleepy? Was sleepy? Have been?
Word: Sleep
Sleep deeply
breathe deeply
give your mind the power
to do the same
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