Archive for the ‘National Poetry Writing Month 2014’ Category
Yeah, I’ve been down before
Body sprawled out on the floor
Crying, screaming, and begging for more.
Yeah I’ve been down before.
Yeah, I have lost it all
Bloodied my fists upon the wall
Climbed to the top only to fall
Yeah I have lost it all.
Yeah, I have been alone
No one in the world to call my own.
Wandered the streets without a home.
Yeah I have been alone.
Yeah, I have given up.
Found my best not good enough.
Found that I was out of luck.
Yeah I have given up.
Yeah, I have been to Hell
Done things I will never tell.
Know that burning, sulfur smell.
Yeah I have been to Hell.
Yeah, I’d do it all again.
Although it didn’t work in the end.
I’d do it all for you, my friend.
Yeah, I’d do it all again.
Shaman Romney 2014
I’m tired of trying
to win life’s game.
The out come always
feels the same.
I get knocked down Twenty
I get up Twenty One
Will the next time I’m knocked down
be when I’m done?
I’ll just keep on fighting
There is no other way
Here’s to hoping
I get it right someday.
Shaman Romney 2014
The Gallery
Each person we see,
Walking down the street
In line at the store
In every car we pass by.
Is a tapestry of memories.
Tragedy beyond understanding
Triumph beyond reason
Life beyond measure.
We are in a gallery
Full of artists
of wonderful music
and so much more.
When surrounded by such beauty,
Do you look to your favorites?
Or see something new?
What do you choose?
Shaman Romney 2014
The Path
I have no idea where I am going
I have no idea where to start
My mind leads a path to nowhere
Confusion is what leads my heart
They say that the path will show up
If you just try to see
You’ll find your way to happiness
You’ll find your thing to be
But what does one do
when they cant see the way?
Do I rot in desperation?
Do I wither away?
I don’t know where I’m going
But I have to try
Maybe when I reach the end,
I will know why.
Shaman Romney 2014
Summer Snow
A thunder clap in the distance,
Rain falls in a heavy sheet.
People panic as they scatter
From the rain and summer snow.
Safe, enclosed within my home
from the sounds of nature’s roar
Hear her song, this pitter-patter
the sound of rain and summer snow
Nature, such a fickle mistress
The very sky moves at her whim
You and I, we do not matter
to the rain and summer snow.
-Shaman Romney 2014
Peace
I’m not going to fight you,
there’s nothing to gain
No pleasure or victory,
just sorrow and pain.
We’ll never be happy
If we follow this course
Your foolish pride
Will be your remorse.
Swallow your rage,
Bury your hate.
Feel all the negative,
Start to dissipate.
In this way of peace
I cannot lose,
So I will not fight you
The path that I choose.
Shaman Romney 2014
For My Mother
I can’t save time in a bottle,
or say I love you in a song.
The feelings are too complex,
The emotions far too strong.
I cannot comprehend it
Cannot find the words to say.
But were it not not for you, Mom
I would not be here today.
So for all the times you loved me,
When I would only push away.
For all the times you held me up,
and kept the darkness at bay.
I may not always show it,
But know that this is true.
For everything you give me
Mom, I love you.
Happy Birthday Mom. 🙂
-Shaman Romney 2014
Myself and I
Here I am, beside my self,
And I decide to see.
If I can have a conversation,
between I and me.
It shouldn’t be too difficult,
I’m such a clever guy
It should be a great discourse
Between me and I.
I turn and look me in the eye,
Open my mouth to speak.
But then I find I’m saying
The exact same thing as me.
I try to get a word in
But I speak before I can.
I cannot say a thing;
Cannot interrupt this man.
I finally stop to listen
only now I see
That I’ve also gotten quiet,
To listen up for me.
And so I do this back and forth
Until I’ve had enough.
We both start to wish,
that I would just give up.
And so I have decided
silence is my best course.
I’ve learned that speaking to myself
is something i shouldn’t force.
Shaman Romney 2014
I look into the mirror,
and look into my eyes
staring back at me
Staring back at me
I see a man of strength,
confidence and life
staring back at me
staring back at me
I see a child, alone
crying to the world
staring back at me
staring back at me
I see a spark of life,
A universe contained
staring back at me
staring back at me
I see a being
sum of all parts.
staring back at me
staring back at me
I see myself,
staring back at me.
Shaman Romney 2014
Today I saw my past
Flicker by, a memory
Today I saw my past
drifting towards antiquity
Tomorrow, shall I see
today as just another dream?
Tomorrow is today;
Another future memory.
-Shaman Romney 2014
Shame on The Universe 