thoughts meandering into nothing
feelings seem overwhelming
I sit and go within to quiet the storm
everything simply is
all I have to do is breathe
the sirens call beckons me
to lull me back to sleep
waking up in the morning
waking up to life
letting my heart awaken to
all that is
i awaken to life
one breath at a time
awaken to what is
present to the gift of today
late at night
my thoughts run like wild beasts
they come and go as they please
without a thought for my well being
the only thing that quiets my wild thoughts
are writing them down like a mad man
beating on my computer keys,
like Kerouac pounding away at his type writer
i am no legend like kerouac,
but i too have insomnia from time to time
expect mine aren’t drug induced
a clear mind, a bit sleepy, but clean
all i need is poetry to get me high on life
* I am challenging myself to write a poem a day for 30 days, if you’d like to take this challenge with me, just reply or message me, so I can follow you and support you in this endeavor by reading your poems and offering support through comments. Poets Unite!!! 🙂
i don’t always feel like i am in a state of gift.
sometimes life seemed so fucked up,
i want to throw my hands up.
But other days, it feels like a gift to be alive,
and to be able to face challenges with some sort of ease.
may we all find peace, and freedom from suffering.
i ache for love
but it begins with me
In the spirit of amazing Sufi poets like Hafiz and Rumi, I am going to challenge myself to write a Divine Love poem each day for 90 days. I have always been drawn to Sufi poets and hope to rejuvenate my prayer life by taking on this challenge. I hope this inspires others to either take on this challenge with me, or just recommit themselves to their own spiritual practice.
Here is an article on Hafiz that I found really I interesting: