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A beautiful lady sat by the shore

She wouldn’t cry, no, not anymore

For she had loved a sailor so fair

She loved her as much as she dared

Their passion was deep like the great sea

Only the gods could have created something so sweet

The waves took her love, crashing, smashing on rocky land

Breaking every bone ’till her love was all but sand

Though her love was deep and strong as could be

She dared not cry, she dared not weep

For she knew of her loves family, many nights she had dined

So young and so lovely, so gentle and kind

The brothers so young, the mother so beautiful

Looking for their fair maiden, true love only this dutiful

The lady who sat by the shore

Would not cry forevermore

For she was a siren, her song most deadly

The songs of sorrow, deceit, passion, the whole medley

No, no matter the pain she felt

No, no matter the mocking that was dealt

She would sit alone by the sea

A siren so silent, her cry swallowed it would always be

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-Lorenakoran- (7/7/17)

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Romantic Awakening

A lousy poem by Lorenakoran

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I was dormant

Not quite asleep

Lying there waiting

Not making a peep

*

The sky would turn

Muddy gray and white

I’d forget for a moment

Leaving space for the sky

*

I turned off so much

I didn’t even realize

How out of it I was

Till along came this guy

*

He made me no promise

He spoke what was true

He awoke my hopes

And set my dreams lose

*

What I really wanted
What I’ve never had
Only tastes and illusions

Crowded in my past

*

It felt good to remember

It felt good to hope and dream

But the truth sunk it later

I would go back to sleep

*

The gray sky is waiting

Back to my loveless coma

Remembering what was in my grasp

  That I didn’t quite have

*

Though it breaks my heart

And makes me cry

I don’t have regrets

I’ll find a way to fly

*

I hate that I don’t know when

Will it be tomorrow

Or years from now

Feeling is pain and pleasure

*

Eyes wide open

Mind alert

Knowing truth

So often hurts

*

I don’t want to go back to sleep

I wish there was a way

To stay in the moment

Never let it go away

*

Reality

My best friend

And

My biggest enemy

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We keep living
by Lorenkoran

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We keep living

We keep living for our children

We can’t let them see us die

The universe keeps drifting

The music flows on by

No matter the pain

Not matter the torment

This life is but a moment

Don’t fill it with regret

They live with our consequences

They carry them on their backs

It takes more than a notion

To free themselves of it

Let them live

Free from condemnation

Let them sour

Far above reproach

Let them see us as guiding hands

Not shaping their own destiny

We brought them into this world

We have a responsibility

To let them be who they are

And not what We wanted to be

Not what society has handed down

That lie is someone else’s crown

Don’t pass it on

It’s time for those lies to end

Legacy is in one’s own hand

Not passed down from man to man

Be yourself

Don’t give up

Don’t throw in the towel

Change roads if it’s not workin’

Take another path

Reflection, change, betterment

Are living and not quitting

It’s okay to change your way

Just be present all the same

Be here for you children

For the generations behind you

Extend your hand in service

And wave them high in praise

These children who are watching you

Will never be the same.

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Things have been emotionally difficult lately, and physically. Sometimes the very people whom we have such difficulty with are also the ones who give us the most inspiration.

Last night I was watching Oprah interview and talk with Dr. Shefali on Super Soul Sunday and this evening I watched Birdman starring Michael Keaton. I’m not sure how I feel about that movie. I partly was bored with it but I partly get it too. Anyway, this poem was inspired by both shows. It didn’t exactly go the way I thought, but then again when it comes to poetry one never really knows what the end result will be till one gets there.

 

 

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Hopes Tempting Touch
by Lorenakoran

 

He came recommended

and what a shame

I let my guard down

and now I’m ashamed

*

I knew better

I’ve done it before

I let hope in

but fate closed the door

*

While I may not be desperate

in many ways

I still have the ability

to give in and cave

*

as hard as I get

as focused as I seem

the idea of love

creeps in on me

*

I like my freedom

I have future plans

but passion and touch

are noisy demands

*

the odds are against me

getting just what I want

too much baggage they call it

but it’s my cross

*

I didn’t plan this

I didn’t ask for trouble

my past set it in motion

I have to deal with the rubble

*

so if he doesn’t like it

if it’s asking too much

I’ll get over this sadness

but I’m not in a rush

*

I tell myself to go back to

being cool with being on my own

with plans for my future

and no ties to a home

*

hope set in motion

seems to take time

to move past the notion

and give up that ride

*

my baggage isn’t shameful

my burden isn’t all pain

for those days of sunshine

I’ll make it through the rain

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Are they really “shoving it down your throat?” Or could this be a matter of perspective.

-Poetic style-

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If you don’t believe it, then just leave it,” that’s what they like to say. What they mean is, “shut up, stop speaking your mind unless it agrees with me.” Tell the truth, be honest, never tell a lie, but suddenly that changes when the truth is exposing their lie.

The religious, the right wing, or so they are called, like to appear good, all American, positive and full of hope. Until their ideas are challenged and someone dares to disagree.

They want to live free to speak what they may, to enjoy who they are in the light of day and never let anyone take it away. But when someone starts to share their ideas that go against their belief, to live a different lifestyle without shame, they jump to take their freedom away.

They claim it’s shoving it down their throat, that people are trying to force them to accept something they don’t believe in. When really the others just want the same freedoms, the same opportunities, and the ability to live without shame true to themselves the way they are.

It’s not really so difficult to understand, the idea is simple, not misleading. But humans get old with their ideas fast. When new information comes along, if it doesn’t fit what they have already established then it’s rejected and colored bad.

The older generation can’t let go while the younger folks don’t know how to make a stand. It’s a paradox that can be solved with courage and better learning. While it won’t happen in a night, the time being taken is rather a fright.

Stop assuming you’re a victim, stop believing your being persecuted, stop seeing other peoples plight for freedom as an assault on your own beliefs and so called conservative life choices. Make yourself step back, challenge yourself to see though other people eyes, start being part of the solution instead of a toxic wall of fearful agitation lashing out at what some day will be your own protection.

– Lorenakoran

Props to Heina for this blog inspiration.  https://www.facebook.com/heinadadabhoy

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Cognitive-Dissonance

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