Eclectic Whispers

"Day One " To see the unknown With blinded eye. No need to panic Or start to cry. Your journey Takes you very far. Past distant planets We call a star. With light that shines So bright to be. Angels walk and Talk to thee. For time has come To take a look. Into your life We call the Book. For God has cast His last decree. TO free your soul To bask with He. "Dead Soldiers" As we Live inside a foxhole. Torn apart As the story unfolds. I watched You walk with a man. With realities He couldn’t understand. I watched You survive mortal combat. And the abuse Th at comes with that. Too young To enlist in your war. But old enough To receive a scar. I watched Him leave home base. To set up Camp without our face. I watched you Love with all of your heart. As dual roles Are now your parts. "13" How can Innocence raise a baby? Th irteen And drowning in maybe’s. In the Streets all by herself. Shun by blood And everyone else. In a cruel World, cold and unkind. Everyone looks But decides to go blind. Her realities Are full of conclusions. Left to do Right in a world of delusions. Pressures Led her to a test. To bury A treasure in a chest. "Lost Jewel" You see me As the invisible man. I’m light years Beyond understand. I’m also your Lady with wealth. In the prime Of physical health. I have Degrees and PHD’s. No need to Fabricate my histories. I lost Myself many years. In mental Illness cosmic fears. Lost inside A creative mind. Looking for clues Th at hides from fi nd. Medication Serves only one cure. To slow down Th oughts before they mature. "Broken Flower" Dream on You beautiful fl ower. Without Love without dollar. How Can you escape your plight? As you Run through the night. Hurt By a fi sted man. While eyes Drown in watery hands. On bended Knees he confesses his sorrow. But introduces More pain before tomorrow. "Wrong Way" Innocent but Proven that of guilt. Based on lies As the case was built. Many years I lived in a cage. Befriended only By relentless rage. Never freely To touch your hand. As glass Serves as an invisible stand. Th e sadness I see in your eyes. Multiplies When we say good-byes. How can one Be compensated for such a lost? For guilty time Served at innocence cost. "Guilded Cage" You imagine things Th at do not exist. Negative thoughts You can not resist. You watch and stalk With criminality. In a hidden place You can mentality. You trap those With your jealous ways. With a darken mind Th at is always in a haze. Your guilded cage It has no key. Permanent prisoner Of your insecurities. "Blade" Does a blade Of grass begin to cry? When knowing that it is time to die. Dew refuses to Give grass a drink/ A terrible plight For one you think. As the sun starts Its brutal assault. On those exposed In total drought. For in a brown State one ends. As the metamorphosis Begins. "Leaf" As a leaf runs Th rough the grass. Knowing that the Present has past. It hurries as Autumn turns to snow. Freezing all in Mannequin’s [pose. It hides out In a wintry grave. Closed to heat Cold to brave. It takes the touch Of spring’s hand. To radiate the frozen From the land. "Deep" As I drown Inside your eyes. Without secrets Of disguise. I fi nd myself Trapped within. Th e sensuous And softness of your skin. I feel the deepness of your tide. Stirring emotions Deep inside. I taste the Sweetness from your lips. While enjoying the Visit of the trip. "Winter Rose" A cold rose Full of love. Never asking for Coat or gloves. She stands shivering Outside my door. In an open garden Th at protects no more. As the wind blows Her petals away. She clings to life On every sway. "Sweet Morphine" Sweet Morphine You seductive person. Friend to those Whom life you worsen. Refusing no one As they come through your doors. Turning many Into your personal whores. As you travel In our veins. Vanishing, All our pains. You introduce us To your sensations. Euphoria your Favorite invitations. SWEET Morphine With your numbing touch. When is enough Too much! Sweet Morphine You addictive friend. Does your ride Ever end? "Shelf" As you Sit upon a shelf, Often Amused by yourself. You Entertain thoughts of misery. Th at this Fate doesn’t belong to me. As dust Starts to accumulate. And listens As you articulate. Why do I stay this space? And Never step out of place. "Katrina Nola 82905" As you see And ignore our pains. So full of Self with disdains. Th e strength we had Begins to leave breath. As we live in a soup Recipe for death. For to see masses In terror and plight. While the old And young die tonight. Our calls for help Lands upon deaf ears. As politics crawl To understand our fears. We now drown In this deep sorrow. Waiting for hope Today or tomorrow. "Missing You (2)" I miss you More than the planets miss the sun. I need you More than a bullet needs a gun/ I realize you Are trying to fi nd your way to the light. While dealing With circumstances that are not very bright. I do not pretend To understand the depths of what you are feeling. But in time I can comprehend the meaning they are revealing. Eventually You will fi nd yourself out of confusion. And I will still Be waiting unlike an optical illusion. So take all the time You need to handle your play. Because even a monsoon Turns into a sunny day. "My an Angel too" My an angel too. With wings that fl oat in the blue. Visually appealing too. Righteously through and through. My an angel too. With a halo that accompanies you. Articulator of God’s decree. Beautiful words fl ow from thee. Pain and sorrow never sounded so sweet. When voiced by you it was so unique Honey never dripped so divinely from one’s tongue. As you recited poetry into a melodic song. My an angel too. Words never seems to elude you. With lips pursed to say more. A cornucopia of poetic galore. My an angel too. Ascending into the sky of blue. Perfection has always been kind to you. Never tarnishing always true. "Motherland" Mother we often cried for you. To be cradled in your busom too. Oh, how we missed being with you, Even though you sold us for a coin or two. Chattel without restitution, Indentured within prostitution. Centuries we still think of you, About your past and our future’s too. Ocean rides we cried for you, As pain and sorrow were our clues. Bloodlines were severed too, But we are still bound by DNA too. We often regretted being with you, Still full of pride and honor too. With all the pain and suff ering we went through, We never forgot about the beauty of you.