Free Verse Music

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

I’m not preaching or ranting but there has been so much going on lately around the world it amazes me why would anyone want to keep trying to  survive all the mayhem and destruction, the injustice is god listening?  The cries and moans of his women losing their children, men, father’s cradle empty arms.  Are we so lost we cannot see the beautiful rainbow in between the hate and disillusion?  Does he see our innocence being lost on the cold streets of the concrete jungle?  This can’t be all there is to life…
Faith, love, hope, peace, have just become words lost in alterations
I bow my head in submissiveness wondering what is next, what is next what is next….

Room 13



There’s nothing about this room that holds
Memories of jubilant times
The walls shout out dysfunction
The floors cry from being stepped on
Furniture cowers in the corners from
Witnessing many nights of broken promises
Shattered reminisces of sordid colored walls

Stupor



 Standing still unmoving
Always in one place not growing
Afraid to adventure out into the world
Making excuses has become a bit boring
Life must continue to cultivate new dreams
Wake up till the land plant the seed of wonderment
Water it with tears of laughter
Imagine what tomorrow will be
If you wake up from your stupor
Before tomorrow disappears



Senses


Sensual kisses
Erotic images
Nubian beauty
Strength, desire
Echoes of voices
Screaming in unison

...Losing your senses

Drift

We are drifters passing through life
With no roots to hold us down grounded to mother earth
In spirit we live knowing you can kill the body not the soul
Voyages sometimes lead us in directions we do not understand
Comprehension comes into clarity once we open our hearts
Stop living from the mind
Where ambiguous emotions confuse and
From conscious sentiments where truth is
Sometimes obscured in hollow laughter
And silent tears
There is no anchor tied to our life
Without that, we drift…




Sarafina

Every night she took her place
Seated on top of the baby grand piano
Closed her eyes letting the riffs
From the the ivories invade her soul
Smoke made a halo above her head
A white rose adorned the baby grand
...which was her signature mark
Inhaling deeply she lost her- self
Becoming a part of the song
Belting out the lyrics in her euphonious voice
Spinning a spell over the crowd
…pulling them in
Beguiling the men with her body
 and women  she connected
… with her lyricism
No one knew what she endured
All they witness was a woman sitting
 on top a piano singing a song
But if they listened closely to her lyrics
They’d know of the abuse she endured
Both physical and mental
Covering up the black eyes with make-up
…that will fade in time
But the scars left on her body
Hidden beneath her clothes forever
A reminder that a man who once loved
Her turn the beautiful colors she use
To see through eyes filled with
Hope ,love, compassion to
disdain, cynical, her truth
Sleepless nights from crying her heart out in silence
She thank god her womb was closed and she
Didn’t have to worry about bringing children
Into her madness
Still every night she did the one thing that kept
Her sanity
She sang that same song people heard
…and never tired of every night
Maybe the tone would be altered
the verses rearranged, but her words
she never changed
It was her song and no one else could sing it only
Sarafina


20

Traversing this earth
Whispers of sadness
Evolving into remembrance
Nearer to thee my heart sings
Time has once again raised its head
You’re not here but never forgotten
Twenty

       KRS 

Poignant Heart

Passion crescendos agreeably
In an attempt to reawaken love
Caressing the wisdom of a lost heart
Undertones melodically capture
The quiet of night
A familiar tone resonates
Across empty space
Lyrics explosive raw emotions erupt
In need to contact melodiously
With a clandestine soul
Vibratos cry out reaching anticlimax
Realization settles in
Music of heart and soul crisscross never meshing
Leaving rancorous mellifluous sounds
To seal up a symphony of orchestrated
Heartbreak

Conflicted

Conflicted emotions
No emotions
Love, hate
Rich, poor
Happy, sad
Damn if I do damn if I don’t
Break the cycle
Cycle can’t be broken
Rest, no sleep
Mind troubled
Troubled with what’s going on in my mind
Round, square
Up, down
Does it ever end?
Conflicted

Trust


Togetherness forms a union
Refused to be broken
United in bond of hope
Souls breathing for intimacy
Tangled in the web of belief
                                                Unity
                                                       Love
                                                              Peace

                                                                   Trust

War Inside of Me



See there’s a war going on inside of me
With my heart and mind wanting two different things
My heart is saying it wants love
My mind is telling me you’re just fine the way to are
Which one do I listen to?
A heart that’s been broken one time to many
Probably is bias by now
A mind that has struggled to make sense of the pain
Still the battle rages and the war is going strong
Heart and mind each one trying to define love and pain
Pain and love
Two strong emotions egotistical both wanting to win
In the war inside of me
Trust not the blind emotion
Forget not the transgressions
The pendulum is swinging in violent agitation
Mind, heart, which one are you going to abide by
Mind…
Heart….

Mind…
Heart…

War inside of me continues

All About the Ring

Beauty that shines like the stars in heaven
Sensual comfort fit
Wrapped neatly around your finger
How many diamonds does it have?
Is the clarity bad?
Does it outshine the moon?
Can it be seen across the vast seas?
Will it bring you contentment?
The larger the more happiness promised
Is your love measured by how massive the stone is?
Is your heart so shallow that the only thing you
Conceive is the price tag hanging from it
What happens if it’s lost or stolen?
Will your love suddenly fade away?
How much more do you treasure
The superficial piece of happily ever after
What if there was no ring presented to you
Would your love suddenly get amnesia
Is it more important than the heart that’s
Offering you a spiritual connection
In the end it’s been all about the ring
Not what it should stand for


When Love Comes Knocking




When love comes knocking at your door
 Waiting to capture you away in its arms
Will you peek through your peep hole?
To see who it is
Or will you take a leap of faith and
Open the door so love can walk in
Tango with your soul
Having your emotions tightly held in an embrace
Body and earth spinning out of control
Has your heart been stepped on one time too many
And the knock is representing your pain with each rhythmic sound
Taunting you daring you to open the door to your heart
So it can come in and take possession
Or do you take a chance and forgive, heal the hurt
Let love saunter on in to mesmerize you with passion
How many times does it take to get it right?
How many opportunities do we get to love again?
You ask yourself what if I get hurt once more and this
Dance ends like all the rest, leaving your heart heaving
Yet still unfulfilled
Debating on opening the door as the knock becomes louder
The vibration of the pounding matching the uncertainty of
Your heart beats
Let me in to love you as you should be loved
Echoes each cannonade tempo
When love knocks will you open the door?
Embrace your future
Or ignore it and live forever wondering…




Oblivion

To wish away memories
Never give birth to pain
Letting remembrances remain in oblivion
Restless reminiscences roam unable to rest
Unsettle thoughts dangle from tears
Shadows of the past cast a sorrowful aura
Always a reminder of regrets that linger
Tangling themselves with the present

Morphing

Where is the You I become
Where is the I to myself belong
A face in the mirror morphs into
A new dimension of you
Open my mouth to speak
It’s your voice that reverberates
Everywhere I turn it’s your image
That appears
Slowly the butterfly returns to
The caterpillar
All identity gone
Now the question still remains
Where is the You I become
Where is the I to myself belong



January Love

Jezebel a vexatious woman
Another dared not to be like her but failed
Narcissistic characteristics begin to
Unveil true desires
Arousing the suspicion of others
Rival for her affection
Yesterday a dual in the sun

Lost souls lie dying
Ominous laughter whispers in the air
Virtuous lady only a mirage in lonely minds
Eventually no one wins  
January Love