Alone - A Second Verse (Poem) by JCSolis-Lit, literature
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Alone - A Second Verse (Poem)
Alone A Second Verse By J.C. Solis In the sea of millions And yet still a lonesome life The agony of bearing Being one among so many But though the sun shines Among those who seek company I am still living life With a lonesome heart and soul What is this world? Where so many people dwell And yet I still can’t find The courage to now rise The second death of life To one day be forgotten The many who are lost The few who have been found In this world full of plenty Of food, life, and death And yet the starving clamor And so do too the ignorant For the world is an oxymoron Our beautifully ruined home Our tomb and our own coffin Our cradle and our womb I don’t know if I should come Out of hiding and go mingle The narcissistic empaths The villainous saintly masses For I am still afraid And I am still in limbo For I chose to live this life I chose to live Alone But maybe one day soon I shall crawl from out my shell To go out in the morning And come back in the
The Hardest Lesson Learned (Full Version) by JCSolis-Lit, literature
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The Hardest Lesson Learned (Full Version)
The Hardest Lesson Learned Extended Version By J.C. Solis Can you see this cruel fate that came in turn? On how your life started to become spurned Can you see what you’ve done to folks abound? As your lack of conscience starts to confound As you followed vice and crime, you’d forget Later on, these things you’d come to regret What you’ve done to yourself will take its toll For you almost sold your heart and your soul The easy path is the hardest to take As, over time, on hot coals, you’ll be raked Your name will be mud as you’ll pay with blood As consequences cascade like a flood The path ahead lay with sharp, broken glass As people will start to shun you en masse And your actions taken will make you see That now you have become no longer free But take heart, for it is not yet too late Redemption comes to those who challenge fate For though you have hurt us, we can forgive And allow you to continue to live For a repentant heart deserves a
The Pain of a Million (Poem) by JCSolis-Lit, literature
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The Pain of a Million (Poem)
The Pain of a Million By J.C. Solis These are the eyes that have shed many tears Shed at the coming of our darkest fears This is the pain that we couldn’t refrain The Pain of a Million that just won’t wain And as the years pass, and our lives move on We wish for blessings while all now goes wrong And though we try to believe in our hope This is a pain that We just cannot cope This is the human heart that We now know And it’s a pitiful thing that’s at show For it does not care for our past sublime As we feel the cruel passage of our time The heart is a traitor that just wants more As it opens floodgates and shut down doors For it craves neither for joy nor relief For it just wants to hold onto its grief For this is the Pain of a Million Years That corrupts our hearts and what We hold dear For this is the Pain We feel in our soul And it is this pain that takes such a toll And it is so innate within our minds A feeling that is far from being kind And it is a
The Strange of Life (Sonnet) by JCSolis-Lit, literature
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The Strange of Life (Sonnet)
The Strange of Life By J.C. Solis What do You see in the skies up above? What kind of heart is filled with so much love? Why do You float around within the air? Can life be lived without so much a care? What do You hear in the breeze and the wind? Can We still move on despite Our past sins? And what is this feeling that floats real high? Can life be lived as We reach for the sky? All this is the Strange of Life in due turn Whether it’s given to us or is earned The happiness and sorrow that We know Will always join us wherever We go And as We move on through Time with our might We fear not the dark, and bask within light…
The Broken Man (Remastered) by JCSolis-Lit, literature
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The Broken Man (Remastered)
The Broken Man Remastered Mental Health Awareness Month 2023 By J.C. Solis What does it mean to be broken apart? From where did this pain take its horrid start? What kind of foul life must bear this great bane? Why was This Life almost driven insane? What can one do to find comfort and peace? What can one do to be granted this lease? And how do we reach this way to be whole? As We pick up the pieces of our souls? For through mental strife, and through broken thoughts The goals that we had and Joy that we sought As we live moments that We now abhor That make Us not want to live anymore For I feel these thoughts, this sorrow and pain And from deep despair my mind can’t refrain For this is a foul condition as such And whatever it is just hurts so much For one starts to break, slowly, bit by bit As our past mistakes our minds can’t acquit And slowly, as the mind spirals through loss The Illness I feel has come at great cost Now I wish for a salve and heal from
The Mirror By J.C. Solis All you can see is a corpse on the wall With a face so gaunt and filled with pain To fix your life is an order so tall Your will to move forwards now starts to wain You see a man who does not seem to care Whether or not you are happy or ill Though you are humble and don’t put up airs You just can’t push on with your fading will And as you look on with a gait so cold As your Life and Soul start to come apart You feel the pain of many years now told You lost the will to carry on at heart For this reflection is the man you are Through the mirror, you see how you’ve come far…
Twelve months since the strike of the storm… What a journey this has gone to be! Progress seen during the course of time, Rising from the shambles, coming back stronger. From weeks and months of disquietude Down to weeks and months of repair and recovery. Weeks and nights spent journaling with poetry, Needed breaks to vent my thoughts and emotions. Some of those nights back in the first month of this year… Had been spent for academic compliance to finish a term. Two consecutive weekends with internet troubles… Just kept myself afloat finishing homework. Got a booster jab for the first time… Thought I’d be ready for a return to physical classes. But alas, everything had gone online once more Instead of going for a set-up of both physical and virtual. Enrolled and ready for my final university term… Going headstrong in spite of cyclone troubles. My first solo road trip, down to the south… Simply to meet my colleagues for a research project. Signals jammed, cell towers needed
Briefings from January by MaxDomRenOro, literature
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Briefings from January
In Six (6) Words: Comeback The lights and electronics, back online. In Six (6) Words: Weather From rainy, to cloudy, to rainy. In Six (6) Words: Booster Jab Much needed after two important shots. In Six (6) Words: Side Effects Aftermath of the jab: sleepless night. Tanka: Not Quite Fixed, Yet Power has returned, But not fully optimal. There are still places Under recovery mode, More damages to address. Haiku: A Return? You come back to me… This will run differently, No longer the same. Cinquain: You Again… Milo… It’s you again. You looking up on me Even after that commotion? Well… sigh… Diamante: Timeline of Us Friends Supportive, Welcoming Commenting, Tweeting, Creating Connections, Interests, Misunderstandings, Betrayal Ranting, Mocking, Begging Annoying, Narcissistic Enemies In Six (6) Words: Last Run Enrolled in time for final term. In Six (6) Words: Graduation Last ride in university, finish academics. Sijo: Free Time Finding time to write some new material in poems… My
Briefings from December by MaxDomRenOro, literature
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Briefings from December
In Six (6) Words: After Nightfall Woke up to a house mess. In Six (6) Words: Around Me All in heaps of scattered debris. Tanka: Spending Those Nights I write my thoughts down On notebooks and paper sheets. Under the moonlight, At times, inside my own room While white light was limited. Haiku: Temporary Power The generator… Limited operation… Handled with great care. Tanka: Darkness While in Moonlight Outside wandering, Barely any post light shone. Only the moonlight Accompanied me right here As I walked around darkness. In Six (6) Words: Phone Reception One week after, phone signal returned. Sijo: Online Struggle I had gone low and private, keeping myself closed off for now… It was such a troublesome experience, going online As signals went haywire, damages in need of repair. In Six (6) Words: Limited Use Generator power, five hours a day. In Six (6) Words: Neighbourhood Noise A chorus of generators and chatter. Haiku: Reserves Charge electronics… Conserve lots of energy For
You don't believe that I exist Thinking about many things with disbelief You look for someone who could resemble your being Finding something completely opposite Without the sunlight, without the oxygen to breathe Never having seen the sky above I exist despite terrible obstacles You're weak by nature So you're always looking for the easiest way out Run from the danger, conquer the worlds Dying if not given what you need to survive But I'm strong where I have to belong I endure the pressure and darkness not ending Here in the abyss I build my own universe For which you're the aliens First time shining light I never wondered about you I got plastic messages on the ocean's floor So strange like I am to you But still you hardly believe in my existence I must be primitive for I don't have your mind But any thought is much more complicated Than you ever could imagine You might have no language Or signs to show as signals to others But you still are the product of thought Who has