1- Life Avenue

[tmw5000]

1- Life Avenue



There is something
about people

That makes them
fear themselves..

The suggestion
of metamorphosis
is alarming deep inside

People woul rather not
see themselves, they would
rather hide


Often
what is projected

Appears in style
and taste, but is
really just an image..
Of a being who has
gone to waste


Many of us

become victims

By being real and
on the line

So we don’t always
have the wisdom

We get hurt
all the time__

We should not go on
being strangers,
to ourselves

We must wake...

Become AWARE

Of all the danger..

All the lives
that are at stake


Ambitions
are found dead & dying

Ambitions
can be found anywhere


REALISUM

Is someone down
and trying, but
that’s not everywhere


The
Signs of Life

Are often misunderstood

Which is confusing to all (save few)

The big secret in life
is carved in wood,

At ONE,..Life Avenue
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[tmw5000]

BORROWED TIME:




ZERO:

Count to ten,
hold your breath
long as you can


ONE:

Reach
inside yourself
Grasp the essence
of your dreams


TWO:

Look them over,
fondle them..
is this what you
truly deserve


THREE:

Pinch yourself
make sure you know
what is real,
what is lethal


FOUR:

Second chances
are few and far
between..
There is no turning
back now


FIVE:

You must crawl
before you walk,
cry before you talk


SIX:

Has anything changed yet,
better check your
vital signs


SEVEN:

There
in the picture
of the world,
where might
your picture be


EIGHT:

Where
will you remain,
what is let of you
For Christ sake,
what will become of you


NINE:

Is love
still on your fingertips


TEN:

You will be free
in time..
You will breath again

[tmw5000]

“” PREY “”

Mammoth waves surrounded in dense fog,
attempt to eat away my spirit and take
away my log.
Afloat in an ocean of anguish, I find myself
already as the island that some how survived
the rush.
The darkness in the water is speechless,
But the message speaks aloud.
“Devastation to all performing minds, the daring
and the proud.”
The currents pace has risen, indeed I am concerned.
I feel the serpent stalking me, he’ll take all that I have learned.
I confess, I feel his tire.
I know rest is still on shore.
Some men can take the gift of birth,
but you’ve got to give me more.
Birds with no wings fly low in open space.
Their vengeful dives are swiftly halted,
when they focus on my face.
Beams of sunlight, full with mercy.
Fall forgivingly down onto my countenance, and I
the unchosen one.........................wait.
Living among the dead in spite of circumstances.
When my end is surely nearing and the voice of death
gives his reply. I will feel no pity for the snearing.
For there is no place where they can hide.

[tmw5000]

(((((SOCIAL COMPASS)))))






Society
points in

All directions

OVER ABTRACT HILLS


Without
the slightest
bit of suspicion


We
believe....it’s real¬¬¬¬____

[tmw5000]

THE FABLE




BEING good

is PEACE,

Which is
the goal

of everyone,

but each mans
secret heaven

REAPS
in order to atone

Fables,
of how and why

Comfort
troubled minds

To have sadder still
a truthful take

because

no one
reads the signs

The need
for cleansing
this stifled world

Kicks continuity

Repulsive beasts
living only
for themselves, flee
sweet serenity__

[tmw5000]

The Glass



Of poverty true sovereignty was born

in my mind.

A glass sweet with rewards,

as tasteful as wine.

See me as a poor boy trying desperately

to grow.

I took a taste from the glass sweet,

it made me whole.

With it came a vision,

and things to believe.

Demanding total dedication for me

to succeed.

I Kept all as my secret and pretended I

still was a child.

Knowing now my destination lay far beyond

the clouds.

[tmw5000]

XPANSION




I will
take five
on my efforts

Just give me ten
when I..win

I’ll
take no pity
while I’m waiting,

So just
let the game begin

I
can sense
your shaky dealing

You
gave to me
a troubled hand,
but I will play
till it’s appealing

I want
to further understand

The odds
are all but
in my favor

As I exist..
(Under the gun)

Going thru life
like a matador

I will never
turn and run

[blp]

Hi twmw500. Welcome to the forum. Just my view, but I don't think it's a great idea to post lots of poems all at once. It overwhelms people. They can't take them all in, so they don't comment on any of them. If you're feeling neglected, this could be why.

[Pendragon]

I would re-interate the things blp had to say, and further extend the welcome. That said, your poetry is slightly difficult to grasp with the line breaks in erratic patterns. Line breaks do not make poetry, flow does. A poet with the most attention to form poetry will sound horrible if there is no flow to his or her poem. One with the most horribly jumbled line breaks will still sound good if there is flow from one line to the next smoothly. Just trying to help.

I liked "Prey" much better, it flows quite well. "Xpansion" is also a nice flowing poem.

Pen