Archive for the ‘Poem #15’ Tag
With reckless abandon,
I threw away my most important things
Without a thought.
Now, with a clearer head,
I can no longer function as I need;
I'm lesser now.
But, since time flows onward,
I cannot return to a greener past;
They can't come back.
I shoulder my failure.
I'll endure, and hopefully with hard work,
I will get through.
– SR Romney 2025
Worrying about futures that won't exist
Dreaming up battles I don't need to win
Seeking temptations that I won't resist
Facing the ending before I begin
Dwelling on problems that have come and gone
Commiserating over my mistakes
Replaying the game when all's said and done
Losing my chips after seeing the stakes
Never embracing the moment I'm in
Never taking time to enjoy the show
Not taking a second to gaze within
Worrying about then, not here and now
Dreading the future, and stuck in the past
Without the present, my first is my last.
SR Romney 2024
I'm chasing a dream
Out of reach
In front of me
I stumble forward
Reaching out
But still, I come up empty
I run away from me
Out of time
Just memories
I stumble forward
Reaching out
But still, I come up empty
Regret and heartache
Trace a path
My footprints in the sand
But time and tide
will wash away
The time I've never had
So goodbye and farewell to me
I'll live the future you'll never see
– SR Romney 2023
There is nothing in life
Quite like the feeling
Of laying down
For a guick nap
Five hours ago
– SR Romney 2022
We keep ourselves safe with fear
As we run from what we hate
In order to save our self.
But in preserving the self,
Must I hide within the fear
As I succumb to the hate?
Will I now let all this hate
Corrupt me to a worse self?
Is it now too late, I fear.
I fear I’ll hate my new self.
– Shaman Romney 2021
Here, tonight, I sit in soliloquy
Pondering the purpose of life, of man
The nature of finding his destiny
The folly of failing to make his plan
Showing his virtue in chasing vices
Showing true honesty while he’s alone
Losing himself in other’s devices
Showing his passion, nose to the grindstone
Taking life’s road past the ruin, the fame
Or standing aside while others go past
Owning his failure, or passing the blame
Breathing each breath as if it were his last
To list out a man, I’ve only begun
But to understand, I’ll never be done
How can I understand something I know
I cannot ever truly understand
For I’m one crystal in a sea of snow
But one single grain in a hill of sand
The infinitesimal blinds my sight
As I stare at the unknown, unblinking
The deluge of data fills me with fright
The cognitive burden stops my thinking
Why must I care about this fantasy!?
Why does this fire keep burning my brain!?
Why does my suffering bring ecstasy!?
Is this sanity, or ramblings insane?
I must keep on searching to find my truth
I’ll obsess a lifetime, starting in youth
– SR Romney 2020
You need a strong foundation
To build something upon
Whether you build a nation
Or build the Parthenon
This is a phenomenon
That ignores your station
Refuse it and you’ll count on
A life of frustration
– Shaman Romney 2019
One day it’s raining,
The next there is sun.
Maybe a blizzard?
A drought has begun!?
Utah weather is far too bipolar,
As summer and winter fight back and forth.
At least the weather is good for solar.
Although it’s just weather, for what it’s worth.
It’s a dull topic
Used to fill silence.
Although I’m myopic
About it’s presence.
– Shaman Romney 2018
False pronouncements
Weak denouncements
Trying to choose whose pure
Egos and image
Political scrimmage
Masking you’re insecure
Running from meekness
Screaming at weakness
Hiding inside your skin
Instead of this lying
How about trying
To be more genuine?
– Shaman Romney 2017
This isn’t something I want to do
It hurts me as it hurts you
This isn’t something I want to do
It hurts me too.
I don’t want to have to start this fight
It hurts her most, this isn’t right
I don’t want to have to start this fight
It isn’t right
But you aren’t leaving me a choice.
Your ear have fallen deaf to my voice
You aren’t leaving me much of a choice.
You’re deaf to my voice.
I’m sorry it had to be this way
Instead of light, we have this dreary day
I’m sorry it had to be this way
On this dreary day.
This isn’t something I want to do
It hurts me as it hurts you
This isn’t something I want to do
It hurts me too.
– Shaman Romney 2016