Posts Tagged ‘#poetry’

I hear the beat when nothing is around.
Can’t help but imitating life’s unusual sound.
I would gladly show anyone what I have found
The tempo changes come from underground.

It’s not a pattern if it doesn’t flow.
Soon watch your feet and hands begin moving from fast to slow.
No way to see it if you don’t already know
But stand still long enough you will feel it grow.

The first thing I learned was how to snap.
Didn’t take me long ‘til I had the knack.
Walkin down the street or wakin’ from a nap,
My life has always been a musical soundtrack.

From the solid ground comes a roar like thunder.
I can never wake from the spell I am under.
Once I can open my eyes they are full of wonder
Let’s escape this world that has been plundered.

From there everything comes into play.
Someone writes a musical out of the things you say.
I would like to think we could leave it for another day
But you and I know it will never go away.

The first thing I learned was how to snap.
Didn’t take me long ‘til I had the knack.
Walkin down the street or wakin’ from a nap,
My life has always been a really long soundtrack.

When we started there wasn’t much.
Hand-me-downs and used furniture were better than the nothing we had.
So many odds and ends and things we didn’t really need
But it was “Good Enough”.

Nothing went smooth, some pretty rough.
Cars breaking down on the way to work and no money to get it fixed.
Opportunities we missed cause I couldn’t afford enough gas.
But we did “Good Enough”.

Slowly we could save for simple stuff.
Little things here and there for a smile – something delicious or pretty.
The children got something even when there was nothing to give.
And we felt “Good Enough”.

The next decade wasn’t so tough.
Most things happened so fast even now I can’t remember it all.
Friends come and go while family is always too far away
I hope its “Good Enough”.

And in an instant it became insanely clear;
Our plans and efforts weren’t Good Enough.
At the time when the end of the road is near
It turns out nothing we did was “Good Enough”.

When we started there wasn’t much.
Hand-me-downs and used furniture were better than the nothing we had.
So many odds and ends and things we didn’t really need
But it was “Good Enough”.

And in an instant it became insanely clear;
Our plans and efforts weren’t Good Enough.
At the time when the end of the road is near
It turns out nothing we did was “Good Enough”.

Let me get this straight;
You worked all your life to be this?
So many opportunities to learn and grow
Yet here you remain, still.

Asking me to wait;
As if you found the life of bliss?
Doesn’t matter to me if I will ever know
You’re The Only One who will.

In a world full of half-truths and disrespect.
The Only One
Reality converted – digest and dissect.
The Only One

So much given yet;
You feel you should complain, complain?
Hard to remember lies so move on to the next
Double down, dumber, dumber.

In a world full of half-truths and disrespect.
The Only One
Reality perverted – digest and dissect.
The Only One

Unbelievably;
We land inside another chance?
But it looks so much like The Other Ones
You are a song with no beginning.
A chorus that never ends.

A song with no beginning.
A chorus that never ends. A chorus that never ends. A chorus that never ends. A chorus that never ends.

A small dedication to Ukraine and President Zelensky.

I can’t wait any longer for humanity to grow up.
Life is obvious and so is love.
Unrestricted power makes it complicated
Never know what kings are thinking of.

Tyrants come and go but they leave so much destruction.
Rulers often choose an Iron Glove.
Their power comes from feeling no one’s pain
Or false privileges from Above.

Empty people rule with an Iron Glove
Energy to build used as energy to burn.
I just can’t wait any longer
For humanity to learn.

I understand the desire to leave this planet.
Never was a fan of push and shove.
Given the choices most people have
It is obvious the best is none of the above.

Empty people rule with an Iron Glove
Energy to build used as energy to burn.
I just can’t wait any longer
For humanity to learn.

It’s easy to feel helpless watching the world fall apart.
Easier to be the hawk than the dove.
There are no prayers that comfort the oppressed
They would prefer the silence and ending thereof.

I long to feel weight on my shoulders
To wake in another day.
Dark clouds would be a blessing
To breathe air we didn’t make.

Haunted by dreams within other dreams
Tell myself again I’m not alone.
Every move must be planned
So there’s a chance of going home.

I know things will be difficult.
We are guided by different moons now.
The days are so long under dark skies
We are guided by different moons now.

Hours apart have turned to weeks
Trying to remember your voice.
Thoughts can be felt in an instant
You will always be my choice.

I know things will be difficult.
We are guided by different moons now.
The days are so long under dark skies
We are guided by different moons now.

This truth we’ve all known since the day we opened our eyes.
Nothing lives longer than lies.
Buried in facts we are told only a fool ever tries.
Still waiting for the surprise.

Somehow we put a price on the amount of hate.
Packaging love in a crate.
Out of my hands, everything has been left to fate.
Medicine is out of date.

Nothing Lives Longer Than Lies
So be careful what you say.
Nothing Lives Longer Than Lies
When you look the other way.

Strength is too often something others shove down our throat.
Weakness displayed by each vote.
Tossed out in the middle of winter without a coat.
Who knows if we can float?

Nothing shouts confidence like a man waiting to fail.
Spending time chasing his tail.
Promising everything’s good cause the check’s in the mail.
Picks up the finishing nail.

Nothing Lives Longer Than Lies
So be careful what you say.
Nothing Lives Longer Than Lies
When you look the other way.

Doesn’t matter if you are a scholar or a monk,
Rule number one: don’t say it when you’re drunk.
It’s not like you are on a planet saving mission
This is not rocket science, its simple division.

What is running through your head right now
Might seem universally important somehow.
But if you open up with one more rant
Your life will become a little discordant.

You worked real hard and have it all figured out
Only to find that’s not what it was about.
Knowing the secret doesn’t make you a king
As soon as you speak you have lost everything.

My frame of mind should have left me behind.
You always know how I feel about you.
Caught in a tsunami with no higher ground
Can’t imagine my life without you
Around.

So many things turned and twisted the wrong way.
Meet me in the middle and I will hold you all the way.
Feelings are like dreams that either fade at first light
Or scream like the devil beyond the night.

My frame of mind should have left me behind.
You always know how I feel about you.
Caught in a tsunami with no higher ground
Can’t imagine my life without you
Around.

I found a drawer full of lost keys.
So many things worth locking away;
All forgotten.

Each one closely holding memories.
Some were tarnished and worn thin;
Some wrapped in cotton.

And if it is the right key
I will hear the greatest song.
And if it is the lost key
I will try to play along.

There were more than I could easily count.
And I knew some of them must be mine;
Saving things.

Connected to lock or door not found.
Left to remind me of other days;
The bell rings.

And if it sings in the right key
I will hear the greatest song.
And if it is the lost key
I will try to play along.

I hold some in my hand for hours.
Much more than time has drifted by;
Unrecovered.

I remember a field covered in flowers.
But I know I’ve never been there;
Undiscovered.

I am working on a musical arrangement for lyrics I posted recently. It is not much right now. I have a piano and bass track using my MIDI keyboard, along with my vocal track for the melody line.

Enemies In Your Head by MSK

Here is to a great new year for all of us.

You don’t have to have money.
You don’t have to have fun.
Don’t even have to apologize
To anyone.

It’s not like it was funny.
You just didn’t think to laugh.
Never got the punch line
‘Til you were broken in half.

Screaming for what you could have had.
Or crying for what you’ve lost?
Holding yourself responsible
Crushed by unbearable cost.

You want to yell “that’s a lie”,
When you realize all of its true.
Like you’re watching a documentary
Made specifically about you.

Saying it’s impossible
Won’t make it go away.
The enemies in your head
Weren’t born yesterday.

The enemies in your head
Weren’t defeated yesterday.
The battle goes on forever
Or so the minstrels say.
Knowing you could lose tomorrow
Or the morning soon after.
This evening could all your dreams
Become nightmares of laughter.

The enemies in your head
Weren’t defeated yesterday.
Each morning you rise again
Seeing no other way.