Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Dreams " I took a break" part I

Hold fast to dreams
For dreams do die
If you not hold on as tight as you can
Forever you will cry

Feeling un-successful
Potential is just that
Pinnacle un-tapped
  and everyone around you notices that

Some of those that you've helped
Will talk behind your back
While others will be happier than you'll ever be
All because excuses sung from your lips
Like the favorite mantra to sing

Life will be life
There will always be something
You're supposed to expect it as you push
So that when surprises arise
  they affect you with nothing

You must, you must focus
Like zombies in trances
So you can beat the dark cloud
  and your eyes will no longer
Leak and speak of sadness

So what must you do? Seek your passion.
Never mind the obstacles in your way.
Thrash them.

Mind your lips. Quiet your tongue.
Sharing your dreams with others
No longer work for you
Thine will shall be done

Discipline, determination, drive, apply.
So the next time they see you
Your accomplishments should reek in the air
  and you'll find that your completion begets non-gossip
    and rolling of thee eyes

Envy and jealousy will merge
Because secretly they thought
You were all talk

But secretly you've snapped out of your procrastination
With excitement and great urge
With greatness as your destination

Now, their feeling some kind of way
  because you've peaked faster in six months
   than they have in one year

Maybe it's because they thought they had
  all the time in the world
While you thought you were running out of time, oh dear!

But they didn't know that you've been through so much
 that it just stifled you a bit.

This was really your pace before all of the tragedies happened.

Now, they realize, they were never on your level in the first place.
As you never left the top. You just took a break.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Until lt's Gone: Dreams...

I have aromatic wishes
Fragrant dreams of desire
My favorite flavors intertwined
Speak to my soul to become inspired

When I open the box of my
Dreams "Are Meant to be Lived" Oolong Tea
I let the smell escape to run free

Within my home

It invokes happiness
Spark ambition
As the essence of relaxation 
Continuously roam

While I sip and enjoy
the texture and the taste
of such a perfect blend

The infusion of;
Strawberries, peppermint
and who would've thought

Reeks in my senses
Reeks relentless

and leaves me 
to daydream
to chase dreams

Until it's gone.

(c) 2017

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

S.O.Y. Save Our Youth...

Ever heard of an organization called: S.O.Y. Save Our Youth? Well they have just put together a book and it's a collection of poetry that speaks out about child abuse. Written by various poets, the collection was put together to raise child abuse awareness and inform people of the danger that comes with it. All proceeds from this title goes to the Save Our Youth Foundation (SOY).

The spearhead of this project is Author and Poet David Motte better known as Mr. Metaphoria. His mission to help Save Our Youth with one action at a time. In his words:

"SOY is foundation that advocates for abused children as well as fight daily to prevent abuse from happening. Please purchase to help a great cause, to move in the steps of helping in Saving Our Youth and on top of that read some really great poetry."

#FunFact:This book features Author and Poet Until, including many other talented poets. We shared poems for the cause. Will you support?

#PoetrySavesOurYouth #DavidMotte #AuthorandPoetUntil 
#TogetherAsOneVoiceWeSpeak #IJustWanttoWrite #SOY

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

My Life As a Sheet

As I lie here taking on the burdens of the world
The dreams of individuals
The presentations of foundations and organizations
The business and marketing plans of enterprises and small owned entities
Soon to become entrepreneurial treasures of all nationalities.

I sing logistics, time, effort, togetherness and patience that brings about fruition
   of long-awaited cherishments for years to come to be recycled and embedded for a guide,
    a base for others to utilize ...

To later enhance what started as a beginning present and later became futuristic ideas 
     to grow into a mass of variety.

As I just lie here consuming secrets good and bad from ancient times to the most recent diaries,
 of slaves, inventors, geniuses, young boys to young girls to travelers, writers and generational notes
 of ancestors. I exude, antique to modern to contemporary form. I show the finest of calligraphy, the drawings that are to be pressed and scanned, different hand writings  done hand after hand;

Soon turned into, type that is now, known as what we call, fonts on the computers to print upon me
 and last but not at all least, I come with the highest of security, national government because I provide you with your necessities and desires, you can't buy anything without me. I am what we call paper, cheddar', green, dinero, moolah or the simple term, muhn-ee.

As I continue to lay here mesmerized by the sight of music notes like treble clef's and lyrics grammatically prepared to be put to music or an already made melody for the whole world to hear, sing and dance along to; I am nationally universal, for I soothe souls all over the world.

As I lie here with expressed dreams of many and wishes of plenty I reek ambition, drive, exuberance and vision. Feeling on subjects that may be taboo, goals and ideas of what one wants or is going to do. Mental exhaustion, words rushed in scribble, chicken scratched riddles show pages of dated progress. Though people may have said "you can't do it" or "you'll never make it", the white sheet with blue lines soulfully manifest, careful research, step by step instructions, recorded journey of my stress, though, conquering my quest still,  however exposing how I am blessed by my dream finally being made palpable.

As I lie here, I'm overwhelmed and humbled by this whole experience because I've come so far, I've had a long road. Especially when I think long ago to the beginning of my career, my very first two projects. I'll never forget it. They're one of the my greatest achievements to date. To be honest, I was nothing before all of this; I didn't even exist. My whole existence was born when my creator built the world in six days and later created the Ten Commandments to be transferred and the Bible to be printed.

As I lie here . . . I am generationally ubiquitous.
I am timeless.

My life as the sheet.

written by Until...
(c) 2017

***This poem was originally published in the book called "I Just Want to Write!" written by Poet and Author Until in the year of 2014. If you've purchase the book, then you will find this poem on page 92 but the story that goes with the poem called " A Dialogue Between Friends" begins on page 90. Thank you for all those who has purchased, read and shared.  Love Until

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