Friday, September 30, 2011

The Inner View

Drowning in this bay of tears
Staying away from happiness
Hiding myself from others
Astute as always
As my outer
Topples my inner
Motional sickness
As these words
Become untranslatable
To the streets
That weep fall’s alienation

A step ahead of misery
A step back from sublime
Pulling myself into the center
Of irrational longevity
Rational by my own
Inner fragmented unison
Universal upon anti nihilistic apprehensions
In the gray area of subliminal
Words branded in black and white

No charades
As music plays
Inside this warp speeding mind

Octaves burrowing
Into each beat of my heart
Notes hovering around
The senses of my own tuition’s intuitional
Inclined decline

Mass dysfunctional functions
Pushes the button of apprehension
Hiding in a dead end corner, crying out for peace
Through the firepower of cowering away

In a plane view of astral projection
This imagination comes alive
Before these very lonely eyes
Giving comfort and attention
To a world I created with my own inner visions
Fighting for harmony’s calming arrival

Open arms
Risen before me
Somehow they are mine
Running to them
Falling through them
Down a rabbit hole
Full of macabre intentions

Climbing out
Covered in shame
Running away
Looking behind
I can see the skeleton’s of self regret
Chasing me, Ready to eat my soul alive

I run and run
Through waterfalls of madness
Rushing down my face

Eyes stinging from the waters escape
Blinded by fear
Confusion is back
Stronger than ever before

I hide, Hide away
Wasting another day
Locked inside my own solitary confinement

I sleep and sleep
Dreaming away the pain
Laughing off the insanity
Becoming more confident the next day
Breathing in the fresh air of today’s venture
Into the prosperity of my own ambitions within

Digging deeper into my own wellbeing
Conjuring up my own private spirituality
The self achievement of my own personal belief

An epiphany lights up
The dark ominous mass
That once hovered over me dies

For the moment
Positive killed negative
Dethroning the self made malice
for which I finally lost

Taking it all in
Openly, Poetically willingly
In strides growing larger within this life

A smile surfaces upon my face
Bittersweet beyond the end
Rewarding myself with confidence
Knowing the importance
Of the air that makes
This balanced water animate itself within

My emotions balanced
Today and hopefully many days after that

Living, Breathing within my own imagination
And if that imagination were to be rejected by another
Well at least I can say I accept it myself
And that is all that matters from here on out
Beyond the bay, Even beyond the ocean of grace

Swimming, I have learned to swim
Into the deepest regions
Of my own purified water within

Another day down
Perhaps more positive days ahead?



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/30/11

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

King Dumb of Tragedy

Usually I don't put poems like this on poetic salvation, The usually go elsewhere. But this time I put this on, There is no salvation in this. Well getting it out haha



Imbecile of honor
Painted gold from an elite upbringing
Commanding his would be fairytale princess
To honor his retched heart
In the abasing of her own wellbeing

Knight in rusty armor
Awestruck by her angelic stride
Inspired by the beauty that flows inside her
Ready, Willing and able to honor her beautiful heart
In the celebration of love’s true magical form

Imbecile of honor
With riches to the max
Resources beyond a modest man’s comprehension
Heart full of greed and vanity
Ready to pounce on what
Is already proclaimed as his

Knight of rusty armor
Not rich but gets by
Resources below a princess’s expectation

Yet, With a heart unlimited in value
He strives to do his very best
To make sure she is always happy

He would go to hell and back
To make sure she was safe and secured

Loud this imbecile of honor
Drowning out the words of an honest Knight
Yelling vulgarities to his now broken princess
Tearing her soul apart
But she stays
Because she knows no other way of life

Defeated this Knight once full of earnest honor
Stabs himself straight into his own heart
With the sword he once took pride in
The sword he created with his own blood, Sweat and tears

Safe of any self doubt
This imbecile drenched of ill intention
Destroys her very fragile soul just for fun
Moves onto his next venture
Vanquishing all true beauty
Because his ego needs to be fed

Now crowned King of the fools
The imbecile makes sure
Love is broken
In his very kingdom of dictatorship

No one shall live happily ever after
But him and him alone

The End?
Why?




Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/28/11

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Star Struck

Frolicking stars
How they shine carefree
Gravitating beyond worry
Graced upon the gift of light
Debonair upon structured intent
Shining so magically bright
Rejoicing in the clarity of planetary nights
Beaming beauty in the honor
Of inspiring harmony within

Space, Their bearers
Birthing them to new frontiers
Building the young to be strong
As the old pass on with bravery
Never to be forgotten
By universal praises
Of love, honor and devotion

The youthful tranquility
Stars standing so mightily proud
Seeing what comes and what goes
Being energetic, Being full of captivation
Through the eyes of the many dimensions
That learn from their basking of knowledge

Such artistry they are
Masterpieces each one
Crafted for special meaning
Cells that help evolve the universe
Into a well refined eternal machine

Such beauty these frolicking stars
Divine in their own salvation
Pilots driving all inhabitants
To a unified destination
Where someday all life inhabits as one

A mystery these stars
But that is the fun
The beauty of them all

May our souls forever shine as one
As our love
Will always be the beats
To their most gifting hearts

No matter what we all believe in
The Universe is here
To help guide us all
Into the celebration of the unknown
The exploration of many answers to come



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/20/11

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Me, Myself and I

I have myself
And that is good enough
Reaching in
Deep within
Loving myself
More than anyone proclaimed
They loved me

Trusting myself
Walls feel so cozy and nice
Nothing will ever alienate me
After all I do have I

All these problems
They are mine
So why should I share them?
They make me more stronger
More durable with time

And this very love I have
Within myself
Spreads all throughout this heart
After all I have nobody else around me
So why force the issue of denial?

But that is ok
For once I write for me
In positive form
Dedicating these words
To my enduring destiny

Every problem is trivial
Who cares if I was hurt
This is all about me
A spirit that is free

No I am not arrogant
Not overcompensating here
Confident that is me
Why wallow in misery?
What good does that do?

I will never ignore myself again
Life inside these walls
Makes me feel free

But break them down
If you really care

So there you go
Still feeling fine
Within my own confinement

I love me myself and I
Why should my emotions
Feel desolated
By the distance
Of one giving me any of their time?

But feel free reach in
So tired of reaching out
So now do you understand?

Now do you know where I am coming from?
If so, Good, let the unity begin

And if confused
Just ask what is on my mind
I never bite the hand that feeds me
Lets be real with each other
For once in one of others lives

I await your call

But no matter what
I do still have myself
And that should be good enough

I do love you
But I am sick of loving others
Way more than I have ever loved myself
Do you get what I am saying?
Good, Love yourself as I love I

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Flying Through Hybrid Dreams

In sleep I fly
Way up high
Without fear
Without worry
Being strong and proud
Smiling like never before

To the top of the clouds
I roam to a new slumbering abode
A home beyond the nightmares
That once plagued this mind’s wellbeing

But will it last?
Doubts do come
But for now I shall embrace this
With every last beat of my heart

Awoken by the reality of misplaced fortune
Who am I? Someone different from the rest
Behind walls so high in contempt
But who is at fault?
I am not full of blame

Dreams cannot always be right there
They can become thorns in my side
Oxymoron’s most gifted metaphor
Disguised as mirages
Practical jokes of twisting woes
Penetrating deep into this heart’s misfortune

In wake these visions cannot fly
So much fear of heights
Feeling low
Dragging these eyes into obstructed views

Hitting rock bottom
Imprisoned by this torment within
Feeling so distant and cold
In this place where home
Becomes forlorn

Voices around
Saying I am not of their kind
Origins so distant in time
Dialogues most morbid crimes
Drowning these thoughts to hopelessness

But why should these negative thoughts win?
Cannot let them vanquish these dreams
Learning to swim through hope
So life can be better than before

Dreams and nightmares
Will come and go
Effecting these emotions
Trading off with one another
Giving lessons to this very soul
As this heart strengthens
To the pinnacle of an all aspiring epiphany

One day
I shall be stronger
All fear will be let go
As I will grab life’s hand
And fly in-between
Awakened and slumbering dreams

My journey shall never be incomplete

Patience is the achievement
Worthy to fight for better days ahead
Worthy to sleep better at night
In the acclimation
Of a life reborn to greater fulfillment
With meaning graced
Even beyond our own comprehension

I am special
You are special
We deserve a bright future
As the skies become unlimited
Open for our happiness
Through the innovation
Of our spirits within

Trust me
Everything will be ok
These words are valid
Inspired by the prophecies
Of better days ahead

And into the night we can sleep knowing
Nothing will ever hurt us again



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/15/11

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Dreams

Dreams, Dreams
Heart quake of dreams
Shaking with anticipation
Full of temptation
These very dreams
Abasing darkness
As the light shines it’s harmony

Aftershock of emotions
In an accepting scene of unconditional love

Visions of happiness
Running through a field of roses
Drenched in the dew of a natural grace
Crimson inspiration beaming upon my face
In this place higher than the pinnacle
Of even my own expectations
Rekindling the fire of my future destination

Dreams, Dreams
How they take me away
Oh, how they fly up high
To a natural state of exhilaration
As the distance of this heart
Comes closer to a beautiful soul
Penetration of deep salvation
Making this once half leased life
Feel whole

Ah, such a grand awakening
Spirit golden of love’s partaking
Foothills of romantic rekindling
Of this fire within
Sparking romance
From this muse’s inspiration
Teaching me the knowledge of innovation

Dreams, Dreams
Profoundly sound
Musical notes ethereal bound
Octaves elope in an entwined kiss
Body surging
Of reenergized bliss

Eyes tear up
A joyful event
Heart shaped clouds of emotions
Waterfall down upon my face
Soaking in with the beating of my heart
A tidal wave epic from the start
Showering these tears with hope
Honoring me with the strength of love
Prophecies from the skies above

Awoken, Awoken
By a skeptic’s laughter
The Devil’s advocate
My own mental disaster

Dreams, Dreams
Upon woken eyes
Taking doubt away
Each lie at a time

Bringing truth in motion
Sailing the oceans of tears
Destroying fear
Slowly but surely

Dreams, Dreams
These visions survive
Through slumbering dreams
To daydream’s pride
Limitless in fantasy
A prophecy eloped
In the curing of all impossibilities

Possible by the belief
Of all greater things to come
As negativity become trivial
To its existence I shun

Dreams, Dreams
Are they really here?
Please, give me the signs
And then I will know if they are truly for real

If you believe
If I believe
We can achieve
The love that has forsaken us
Played games with us
For all of these perplexing years


Dreams, The foundation
For our hearts to be glued as one



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/10/11