Early Poems
UNTITLED
1.
My friends think of me as being good,
Good?!....To myself which I am not.
Ha! to him I am but a lunatic.
Oh! how I wish I were good.
______________________________
2.
I seem to be happy
in the midst of company.
But by myself, I am always in sadness;
thinking, hoping of, what I know is
missing from my life.
If what I am thinking about knows,
why doesn't it come?
To me, who could give so much,
for as much given,
To make me happy.
As I am alone,
in the midst of that company.
______________________________
3.
I have engrossed it in my mind
what is missing, what should be mine.
But how hard it is, to get it, in this life of ours.
Oh! how I wish I had not come into it somehow.
I have waited so long, searched so deep
Its meaning, I'm sure will not wear away.
But, what meaning?
Oh Yes!, I know now and vaguely remember
how it was like, but it wasn't for long!
______________________________________
ACCUSTOMED TO HER FACE
Out of the dark I see a face
one of beautiful and sincere complex
I wish I knew when that face would come
and guide me to a better place.
This face, I seem to know from somewhere
It still exists, not only as a figment of my imagination,
but rather, one in a desperate situation for me.
That face whose is it? but someone's
Those eyes, what do they see? but a story
Her mouth and lips, what could they do?
but speak and smile to me.
That expression, whose is it? but mine to see;
I try and understand the message conveyed.
Has it ever occurred to anyone that it might be the one for me?
In a world of fantasy I deem she's mine,
but who else could she belong to?
I find it hard to realise the position
of what I have witnessed has put me in.
Who would possibly keep her away from me?
but someone like myself, I'm sure she knows.
It is the only answer I can offer.
Then I may have a twin in the world;
perhaps my one and only adversary
in my love dream yet to come true.
The face has gone back into the gloom
Her face has gone...............................
Why did she appear as if with news?
Back into the past I think for clues....
Not just to haunt or torment me it seems
but to remind me that she exists in reality.
Not only just as someone out of my dreams
making the hope of finding her an actuality.
___________________________________
WHAT AM I?
I would very much like to see
somebody, anybody that might be like me.
But then I am one of a kind, why shouldn't I?
Must I not find what I am seeking!;
someone in whom I may see myself and vice versa.
Nobody seems to know me and
I do not seem to know myself.
Therefore, I must, must I?, explore the world of the unknown.
But I am one of the unknown!
Would anyone like to analyse me?
I bet, they would find something of themselves.
It seems to me now that I am two of a kind
I sincerely hope that both are not blind
and unite together to be of one mind.
Looking for somone else might be easier to find.
Time gone has left a scar in my life
but each day that passes seems to suggest
that my life is as a star in humanity.
How do I know that I am directing my life
by some pious nature embedded in my subconscious?
I might be an experiment that life itself is undertaking
to understand more about itself. Is there anything else?
I must resolve myself in my mind with utmost consideration
try and find the solution and by contemplation
recognize once for all time my true and sole existence
and saying "there, I am here always!", thus rejoicing
I should endeavour to affirm and proclaim in this world.
____________________________________________
ABOUT WAR!
Bitter conflict!
The earth is crying blood
Life is dying!
People are turning against each other
We turn against ourselves and walk away.
Never to return?
Ever so gently, softly
We turn around and walk together, bleeding.
Slowly, injured life is healing.
A mark remains,
Yet becomes hidden by the spoils of life.
Life likes living.
Do we know what life is?
We certainly don't know without it!
Does it know what it is?
It only likes living.
For what?
For us to realise this!
Ha! and yet we destroy it
carelessly, thoughtlessly.
One instant,
life is going to destroy itself.
Because it is lonely living
in a world where
we do not like living with it.
The way we came about together
- one giving one receiving.
But now it is a different story.
A story that might not be told
in life, except death.
-----------------------
The Soul of man
Is the child of Life
-----------------------
Who are we to pass judgement?
but fools in the eyes of Truth!
__________________________
UNSPOKEN WORDS
If I were to tell you something
would it please you to know what it would be?
For I do not know how I can say it
without saying it to you.
So please bear with me when I say to you
Words cannot express the message
I want to get across to you.
You are the only person
I would want to say this to.
If only you would let my actions
speak for my words,
then you'll see what meaning
my silent words have for you.
If you feel the same way then you'll know
You don't have to say anything
just let your actions speak for themselves.
________________________________
TO THE BRIDE AND GROOM
Life now again is about to be resumed anew
Happiness and prosperity to the both of you.
Life together is in beauty and understanding
The thoughts and things that are satisfying.
__________________________________
UNTITLED (cont'd)
4.
There is a reason as you will know
why I chose to tell you so.
The things that I say will be
If you give your love to me.
Happiness together is a must
confide in me and have trust.
We have together a long way yet to cross
stay with me no matter what the cost.
The way is hard, long and slow
but for it there will be a lot to show.
So please bear with me when I say to you
I will love you much as you'll love me to.
This world is a tough place for our love to thrive
yet I have a certain feeling that it will survive.
Amongst all the evil and good in the place
loving each other is all we have to face.
_________________________________________
5.
The other day it was made known to me
that this is the way it should be.
Come what may crooked or straight
you cannot stay in this state.
Everything moves slow and fast
the time is now, forget the past.
You are you and they are not
what you think is what you've got.
Say to yourself : 'I will no more,
turn my back or close the door.'
Go outside, look and walk around,
see for yourself, you're on solid ground.
Look ahead, you have not lost,
all that it takes will be all its cost.
__________________________________
6.
Everyone does abuse me so
for what reason I don't know
I am getting peace of mind
all of which is in good time.
There is a way that I must find
through this barren life of mine
to achieve that which I have not
now is the reason for my lot.
I know now what must be done
to ease the scorching of the sun
Stay in the shade and take care
so as not to catch a chill in there.
That is why I say to you
you must be careful too.
____________________________
7.
If you find that you must go
and leave behind all that you know
which we loved and shared together
during the time we had good weather
You will leave me alone and in despair
only to expect to see you somewhere.
Please understand the situation
as regards our particular relation
You also alone will be
as before you'd found me.
We are alike so much consider
when you leave and go thither.
Better it is to solve the problem
than go and leave all as mayhem.
Do recognise that all of the above
is due to a strange thing called love
which has been somehow awakened
I hope we haven't been mistaken.
____________________________________
THE SONS OF SHAMROD
And then came the sons of Shamrod
who with their magical powers
did smite the forces of evil
that brought death and destruction
throughout the land.
The great battle raged on
for many a full moon.
Great were the evil forces that
inhabited the land and mocked the people.
But the sons of Shamrod emerged victorious
for it was said long ago
that there would come a day
which would be one to remember.
When the spirit of our forefather's
would once again rise and give birth to
hope instead of desperation.
And the hope came in those who dare defy
the hand of death to strike them,
for the time foretold had come.
No longer would the will of man
be taken from him and used against him.
Peace and happiness again reign supreme over the land.
____________________________________________
SUNSET ON THE BEACH
The sun was setting with all its power and glory
on the horizon behind the sea as I stood there
on the sand which lay along the water's edge.
The clouds in the sky had the effect of evolving translucent light
yet as the sun sank further down into the sea
this light was changing to a sombre silver-grey.
Darkness was descending upon me where I stood
yet in the far horizon before me daylight was
making its impact once again on the earth.
It was getting chilly and darker and a slight breeze
was beginning to arouse the waters of a once calm sea.
The tide was going out and I could feel the moisture
from underneath my feet being taken away.
The sun was drawing away the very waters of the sea before me it seemed
and everything was beginning to have a haunted aspect,
for without light all seemed to attain a gloomy and ghostly atmosphere.
The sun was now but a tinge of orange
giving off its last rays of light being swallowed by the sea.
What a splendid sight it was I thought seeing something alive
and wondrous making its last impact with beauty and significance
before vanishing temporarily and rising again on the opposite to where it set.
It seemed to suggest that where there is light there is life
and where there is no light life would be unbearable and dark.
Dusk had come and night was here so I thought that I had better depart
in order to live and enjoy the sight just seen at some other date.
___________________________________________________
WINTER
The sun with all its beauty and glory has gone.
Where has it gone? Nowhere.
But again I ask: Why do I not see it?
It has given way to Winter.
But why?
Is it because that everything in nature comes and goes
or is it because that it had no choice but to go and give way
to a sombre and disheartening state of affairs just for the sake of it?
Hmm.....I have often wondered.
Gloomy days and frosty nights are its constituent.
Water trickling down from overhead and onto the ground,
moistening the earth after the earth baking I found
Oh! a water drop fell down the back of my neck
- how cold yet how soothing.
All cuddled up in a big fur coat seeking to find some shelter
I was where from a front yard porch could look at the water
washing away all the ash of yesterday.
How pleasant it is to see such a sightas a river of water making its way
down the gutter of man made carrying with it
all the dirt and scum that was and will be there another day.
Having found my shelter and home I was dripping and shaking
from a winter day looking out there and thinking I dare not be in it again.
It can be good and it can be bad, knowing this now after years gone by
when I was a child in dismay wondering why I felt so sad.
A child in dismay. A child in dismay.......
Ah! another cold drop fell down the back of my neck,
through a hole in the porch roof which awakened me from days gone by.
Oh how cruel winter is in a way stirring me to think of memories from pleasanter days.
The days are short, the nights are long and both are cold.
I must adapt myself as others do to escape the danger
and cost of paying the bill when all is needed for winter.
How I wish I was in summer dreaming about winter,
but then why should I when both are hard times.
__________________________________________
PARADISE FOUND
Up the mountainous path we climbed
through the ridges and valleys we walked
seeking adventure of a peculiar sort.
Down the steep ravines we paced
stopping at times to catch our breath
and to view the lovely country ahead.
On and on we made our way
until at dusk we were exhausted.
It would be here where we would make our stay
in an area that seemed to be lightly forested.
Under a clear night sky bright with stars shinning
we settled down eager to refresh ourselves and
made preparations to share our meal for the evening
seeming perhaps like some fugitive band.
A restful and joyous sleep we had that night
one that exceeded our expectations.
Some enchanted evening we experienced
one that was followed by no disillusionment;
awakening to the sweet fragrance of flowers and other delights.
It was as if we were in paradise it seemed ................
We all looked around and beheld in awe
the serenity and beauty surrounding us all.
There were flowers of many types and hues
and fruit bearing trees from which to choose.
There were various animals at a stream nearby
and birds flying overhead in the clear blue sky.
There was everything here for us to see
that we almost no longer thought could be.
____________________________________
EACH OTHER
I look at you from every practical angle
and the more I look at you the more I know.
We speak to each other, share each other's feelings,
live each other's fear; hate from another.
We seek out each other's love;
I love you more than words can say, you know that well.
Some others cannot understand the way we feel,
cannot think the way we do.
They fail to understand their one another
as others cannot understand each other.
They are not us, for we have each other.
We were a part of them for oh, so long!
before we found each other.
You remember the way we were
without love and understanding.
The way we are now sharing and caring for each other.
Days gone by were, here no more,
full of sorrow without each other.
Optimistic in our lives of each other's existence,
days of future passed now are passing.
Love is endlessly searching our lives thoroughly,
every moment is an excellent opportunity.
There is no ending loving each other.
_______________________________
THE LIGHT OF FREEDOM
In the silent darkness of the night
somewhere shines a faithful light.
Ever so bright to those who can see
guiding everyone who wants to flee.
There is a way one must take
a path by which one can escape.
The night is short there isn't much time
before you know it the sun will shine.
There is no doubt about the way
you cannot see it during the day.
But then again it seems to me
how hard the way is to be free.
Elusive light come shine on me
show me where I ought to be.
By the deeds I do I hope you'll find
perhaps I should not be left behind.
If you choose me as one of the few
I'll follow wherever you lead me to.
____________________________
1.
My friends think of me as being good,
Good?!....To myself which I am not.
Ha! to him I am but a lunatic.
Oh! how I wish I were good.
______________________________
2.
I seem to be happy
in the midst of company.
But by myself, I am always in sadness;
thinking, hoping of, what I know is
missing from my life.
If what I am thinking about knows,
why doesn't it come?
To me, who could give so much,
for as much given,
To make me happy.
As I am alone,
in the midst of that company.
______________________________
3.
I have engrossed it in my mind
what is missing, what should be mine.
But how hard it is, to get it, in this life of ours.
Oh! how I wish I had not come into it somehow.
I have waited so long, searched so deep
Its meaning, I'm sure will not wear away.
But, what meaning?
Oh Yes!, I know now and vaguely remember
how it was like, but it wasn't for long!
______________________________________
ACCUSTOMED TO HER FACE
Out of the dark I see a face
one of beautiful and sincere complex
I wish I knew when that face would come
and guide me to a better place.
This face, I seem to know from somewhere
It still exists, not only as a figment of my imagination,
but rather, one in a desperate situation for me.
That face whose is it? but someone's
Those eyes, what do they see? but a story
Her mouth and lips, what could they do?
but speak and smile to me.
That expression, whose is it? but mine to see;
I try and understand the message conveyed.
Has it ever occurred to anyone that it might be the one for me?
In a world of fantasy I deem she's mine,
but who else could she belong to?
I find it hard to realise the position
of what I have witnessed has put me in.
Who would possibly keep her away from me?
but someone like myself, I'm sure she knows.
It is the only answer I can offer.
Then I may have a twin in the world;
perhaps my one and only adversary
in my love dream yet to come true.
The face has gone back into the gloom
Her face has gone...............................
Why did she appear as if with news?
Back into the past I think for clues....
Not just to haunt or torment me it seems
but to remind me that she exists in reality.
Not only just as someone out of my dreams
making the hope of finding her an actuality.
___________________________________
WHAT AM I?
I would very much like to see
somebody, anybody that might be like me.
But then I am one of a kind, why shouldn't I?
Must I not find what I am seeking!;
someone in whom I may see myself and vice versa.
Nobody seems to know me and
I do not seem to know myself.
Therefore, I must, must I?, explore the world of the unknown.
But I am one of the unknown!
Would anyone like to analyse me?
I bet, they would find something of themselves.
It seems to me now that I am two of a kind
I sincerely hope that both are not blind
and unite together to be of one mind.
Looking for somone else might be easier to find.
Time gone has left a scar in my life
but each day that passes seems to suggest
that my life is as a star in humanity.
How do I know that I am directing my life
by some pious nature embedded in my subconscious?
I might be an experiment that life itself is undertaking
to understand more about itself. Is there anything else?
I must resolve myself in my mind with utmost consideration
try and find the solution and by contemplation
recognize once for all time my true and sole existence
and saying "there, I am here always!", thus rejoicing
I should endeavour to affirm and proclaim in this world.
____________________________________________
ABOUT WAR!
Bitter conflict!
The earth is crying blood
Life is dying!
People are turning against each other
We turn against ourselves and walk away.
Never to return?
Ever so gently, softly
We turn around and walk together, bleeding.
Slowly, injured life is healing.
A mark remains,
Yet becomes hidden by the spoils of life.
Life likes living.
Do we know what life is?
We certainly don't know without it!
Does it know what it is?
It only likes living.
For what?
For us to realise this!
Ha! and yet we destroy it
carelessly, thoughtlessly.
One instant,
life is going to destroy itself.
Because it is lonely living
in a world where
we do not like living with it.
The way we came about together
- one giving one receiving.
But now it is a different story.
A story that might not be told
in life, except death.
-----------------------
The Soul of man
Is the child of Life
-----------------------
Who are we to pass judgement?
but fools in the eyes of Truth!
__________________________
UNSPOKEN WORDS
If I were to tell you something
would it please you to know what it would be?
For I do not know how I can say it
without saying it to you.
So please bear with me when I say to you
Words cannot express the message
I want to get across to you.
You are the only person
I would want to say this to.
If only you would let my actions
speak for my words,
then you'll see what meaning
my silent words have for you.
If you feel the same way then you'll know
You don't have to say anything
just let your actions speak for themselves.
________________________________
TO THE BRIDE AND GROOM
Life now again is about to be resumed anew
Happiness and prosperity to the both of you.
Life together is in beauty and understanding
The thoughts and things that are satisfying.
__________________________________
UNTITLED (cont'd)
4.
There is a reason as you will know
why I chose to tell you so.
The things that I say will be
If you give your love to me.
Happiness together is a must
confide in me and have trust.
We have together a long way yet to cross
stay with me no matter what the cost.
The way is hard, long and slow
but for it there will be a lot to show.
So please bear with me when I say to you
I will love you much as you'll love me to.
This world is a tough place for our love to thrive
yet I have a certain feeling that it will survive.
Amongst all the evil and good in the place
loving each other is all we have to face.
_________________________________________
5.
The other day it was made known to me
that this is the way it should be.
Come what may crooked or straight
you cannot stay in this state.
Everything moves slow and fast
the time is now, forget the past.
You are you and they are not
what you think is what you've got.
Say to yourself : 'I will no more,
turn my back or close the door.'
Go outside, look and walk around,
see for yourself, you're on solid ground.
Look ahead, you have not lost,
all that it takes will be all its cost.
__________________________________
6.
Everyone does abuse me so
for what reason I don't know
I am getting peace of mind
all of which is in good time.
There is a way that I must find
through this barren life of mine
to achieve that which I have not
now is the reason for my lot.
I know now what must be done
to ease the scorching of the sun
Stay in the shade and take care
so as not to catch a chill in there.
That is why I say to you
you must be careful too.
____________________________
7.
If you find that you must go
and leave behind all that you know
which we loved and shared together
during the time we had good weather
You will leave me alone and in despair
only to expect to see you somewhere.
Please understand the situation
as regards our particular relation
You also alone will be
as before you'd found me.
We are alike so much consider
when you leave and go thither.
Better it is to solve the problem
than go and leave all as mayhem.
Do recognise that all of the above
is due to a strange thing called love
which has been somehow awakened
I hope we haven't been mistaken.
____________________________________
THE SONS OF SHAMROD
And then came the sons of Shamrod
who with their magical powers
did smite the forces of evil
that brought death and destruction
throughout the land.
The great battle raged on
for many a full moon.
Great were the evil forces that
inhabited the land and mocked the people.
But the sons of Shamrod emerged victorious
for it was said long ago
that there would come a day
which would be one to remember.
When the spirit of our forefather's
would once again rise and give birth to
hope instead of desperation.
And the hope came in those who dare defy
the hand of death to strike them,
for the time foretold had come.
No longer would the will of man
be taken from him and used against him.
Peace and happiness again reign supreme over the land.
____________________________________________
SUNSET ON THE BEACH
The sun was setting with all its power and glory
on the horizon behind the sea as I stood there
on the sand which lay along the water's edge.
The clouds in the sky had the effect of evolving translucent light
yet as the sun sank further down into the sea
this light was changing to a sombre silver-grey.
Darkness was descending upon me where I stood
yet in the far horizon before me daylight was
making its impact once again on the earth.
It was getting chilly and darker and a slight breeze
was beginning to arouse the waters of a once calm sea.
The tide was going out and I could feel the moisture
from underneath my feet being taken away.
The sun was drawing away the very waters of the sea before me it seemed
and everything was beginning to have a haunted aspect,
for without light all seemed to attain a gloomy and ghostly atmosphere.
The sun was now but a tinge of orange
giving off its last rays of light being swallowed by the sea.
What a splendid sight it was I thought seeing something alive
and wondrous making its last impact with beauty and significance
before vanishing temporarily and rising again on the opposite to where it set.
It seemed to suggest that where there is light there is life
and where there is no light life would be unbearable and dark.
Dusk had come and night was here so I thought that I had better depart
in order to live and enjoy the sight just seen at some other date.
___________________________________________________
WINTER
The sun with all its beauty and glory has gone.
Where has it gone? Nowhere.
But again I ask: Why do I not see it?
It has given way to Winter.
But why?
Is it because that everything in nature comes and goes
or is it because that it had no choice but to go and give way
to a sombre and disheartening state of affairs just for the sake of it?
Hmm.....I have often wondered.
Gloomy days and frosty nights are its constituent.
Water trickling down from overhead and onto the ground,
moistening the earth after the earth baking I found
Oh! a water drop fell down the back of my neck
- how cold yet how soothing.
All cuddled up in a big fur coat seeking to find some shelter
I was where from a front yard porch could look at the water
washing away all the ash of yesterday.
How pleasant it is to see such a sightas a river of water making its way
down the gutter of man made carrying with it
all the dirt and scum that was and will be there another day.
Having found my shelter and home I was dripping and shaking
from a winter day looking out there and thinking I dare not be in it again.
It can be good and it can be bad, knowing this now after years gone by
when I was a child in dismay wondering why I felt so sad.
A child in dismay. A child in dismay.......
Ah! another cold drop fell down the back of my neck,
through a hole in the porch roof which awakened me from days gone by.
Oh how cruel winter is in a way stirring me to think of memories from pleasanter days.
The days are short, the nights are long and both are cold.
I must adapt myself as others do to escape the danger
and cost of paying the bill when all is needed for winter.
How I wish I was in summer dreaming about winter,
but then why should I when both are hard times.
__________________________________________
PARADISE FOUND
Up the mountainous path we climbed
through the ridges and valleys we walked
seeking adventure of a peculiar sort.
Down the steep ravines we paced
stopping at times to catch our breath
and to view the lovely country ahead.
On and on we made our way
until at dusk we were exhausted.
It would be here where we would make our stay
in an area that seemed to be lightly forested.
Under a clear night sky bright with stars shinning
we settled down eager to refresh ourselves and
made preparations to share our meal for the evening
seeming perhaps like some fugitive band.
A restful and joyous sleep we had that night
one that exceeded our expectations.
Some enchanted evening we experienced
one that was followed by no disillusionment;
awakening to the sweet fragrance of flowers and other delights.
It was as if we were in paradise it seemed ................
We all looked around and beheld in awe
the serenity and beauty surrounding us all.
There were flowers of many types and hues
and fruit bearing trees from which to choose.
There were various animals at a stream nearby
and birds flying overhead in the clear blue sky.
There was everything here for us to see
that we almost no longer thought could be.
____________________________________
EACH OTHER
I look at you from every practical angle
and the more I look at you the more I know.
We speak to each other, share each other's feelings,
live each other's fear; hate from another.
We seek out each other's love;
I love you more than words can say, you know that well.
Some others cannot understand the way we feel,
cannot think the way we do.
They fail to understand their one another
as others cannot understand each other.
They are not us, for we have each other.
We were a part of them for oh, so long!
before we found each other.
You remember the way we were
without love and understanding.
The way we are now sharing and caring for each other.
Days gone by were, here no more,
full of sorrow without each other.
Optimistic in our lives of each other's existence,
days of future passed now are passing.
Love is endlessly searching our lives thoroughly,
every moment is an excellent opportunity.
There is no ending loving each other.
_______________________________
THE LIGHT OF FREEDOM
In the silent darkness of the night
somewhere shines a faithful light.
Ever so bright to those who can see
guiding everyone who wants to flee.
There is a way one must take
a path by which one can escape.
The night is short there isn't much time
before you know it the sun will shine.
There is no doubt about the way
you cannot see it during the day.
But then again it seems to me
how hard the way is to be free.
Elusive light come shine on me
show me where I ought to be.
By the deeds I do I hope you'll find
perhaps I should not be left behind.
If you choose me as one of the few
I'll follow wherever you lead me to.
____________________________