MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In The Clouds ‘

hands on fire
head in the cloud
i have a desire
to say it aloud

to speak out
the truth to share
but then i freak out
and would not dare

words don’t come
my voice is weak
rule of thumb
i hardly speak

what is the matter
why do i choke
internal chatter
cracking a joke

the joke is on me
who cares more
invisible army
raging a war

sweaty palms
to face my fears
deceptive calms
under my tears

gather some strength
take a breath deep
stop writing at length
acting like a sheep …
go get some sleep
talk is cheap

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Not For Eternity’

If only we were wiser
If only it was easier
If only we knew ourselves
If only we remembered

Time to reflect and ponder
This life is still a wonder
The beauty shows in nature
There is no time to regret

Our land is being sold
Our rights are being shattered
Our hearts are getting cold
Our voice went undercover

From distance we march
From oppression to liberation
From TV obsession to freedom
From denial to the Truth

No tyranny can last eternity
No lies can survive transparency
No dependency is healthy
No bureaucracy is necessary

My voice may be small
My words can sound hollow
My dream is a picture of joy
My truth is worth to follow

You can loosen the grip
You can follow your truth
You still hold key to your reality
You are the one you are waiting for

Time to remember…

MIDNIGHT POETRY – “In Disbelief”

In disbelief

What I ate yesterday was still good tomorrow
When I slept I had my eyes open wide
Going out is very much an inside job
Getting clarity is a messy business
Gaining weight at a loss of appetite
Relationships with no connections.

The sole of my feet are sore of defeat
Walking my talk on a spinning round ball
Frightened of velocity and gravitation
That might pull me back to womb.

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Night night from the land of platypus.