Destiny: Life

Destiny: Life

I sit and ponder about things and wonder

When the sun rises, does it rise for me

To show me the beauty of my life; I wonder

Night stars a guiding light in darkness for I to see

This map of the universe; oh the days I curse

Lost in it’s eternity; because this map I can’t read

Missing the signs leading me back to the source

A life with you; how I should proceed

With the bumps in life’s road; causing me to fail

to be like the blind; who read life not with eyes

but with what they feel; like reading brail

only then can I prevail with everything I try

Trusting what I touch; believing what I feel

For; if common sense was just that

Common; then all life luster lost, with no appeal

This life to offer, nothing dynamic only static

I sit and ponder about things and wonder

When the sun rises, does it rise for me

To show me the beauty of my life; I wonder

Night stars a guiding light in darkness for me to see..
by Jelaco

Life Cycles

At age 5 everything was why
At 10 sought knowledge often
At 15 I knew everything it seemed
At 25 for parties I strive
At 40 nolonger 30 so it seems
At 55 life's lesson I now comprehend
At 65 try to pass on knowledge gained;
in vain to the youth but they know it all so it seems...

H.A.T.R.E.D.

H aving lost reason to emotion morphing

A nd resorting to a primitive state spewing

T houghts in ignorance no knowledge gained

R egrettable our actions causes such pain

E ndures on until love prevails and spreads;

D evouring the monster called…

I Embrace

I Embrace

…your hand, your heart, your love

This is what I embrace; with thoughts

Long but never forgotten, remembered

Not in his-story, but ms-story; the memory

I steal away in a crowded room amidst company

Unsuspecting thoughts lingering in the air

Chasing away my despair, knowing you’re there

Here with me as I sleep and weep

Thoughts of you into my dreams they creep

In the middle of the night soothing me

Dawn’s sunlight smiles on me a new day

No more tears, and that’s my reason why

Mi fe give yuh love to the day I die.

by Jelaco

Mental Warfare

I am what my mind tells me I am

Not what they say I am; perceptions

Conceptions; pieced together this being

Thoughts of others I’m not; rejections

Of their thoughts; the creation of me being

fantasies formed from images sounds and touch

That by osmosis they come to act upon as such

Making it their reality conscientiously or not.

Such arrogance they never thought

so it’s mental warfare that’s fought

over this state we create in our mind

not in our heart; emotionally blind

mentally deceived; no longer to reality we cleave

but to the imagination we create

not a state of mind but a state of being

never consulting our heart/soul as to life’s meaning.

by Jelaco

A LiL Tea Pot

I'm a little tea pot, here's my handle here's my spout..
I’ve guarded my heart because from the start
I’ve been let down; since I was knee high to my grandpa
Rest his soul, him and my grandma bless her heart
My values and spiritual awareness they instilled in me
Keeping me grounded even a whipping if need be

But through this life as I moved place to place
friendly faces they imitate what we seek to create
in our lives what we believe to be true
not with our mind; but our hearts we build upon
this is where we start to go wrong ending up
with the same old song. Instead of learning from the past
and applying it to the new; what do we do
We live our linear life perpetually; never growing or expanding
To infinity and beyond lol; instead we wish for a magic wand
To wave and shake at those that would make us angry and vex
Because of our own mistakes we make
idiosyncrasies that’s kept us from our potential; waiting on others intuition to guide us through our mess; someone’s gotta help I guess……

Someone said to ask God’s forgiveness…for my sins
LMAO…where should I begin? Born into sin the hand I was dealt
Forget his forgiveness; what’s needed is really his help
With what I can’t foresee to be for me eternally; Not to sin
But then again, who am I foolin
Life without him; spent wheeling and dealing
with barters and traders, of emotions and love
till the kettles boils and whistles on the stove.
I’m a little tea pot, here’s my handle here’s my spout…

Addictive Behavior

Addictive Behavior

Is what we savor because that’s all we know

as we grew and into this life we go; our wheels we spin

never understanding the “Family Of Origin”; all the while

The Lost Child; Keeping a low profile

Being Dependent; is how we’re most content

Or a Chief Enabler; - For those around us; making it better

A Family Hero; perfectionist never to be the zero

The Scape Goat; the load we always tote

A Mascot; never taken seriously cause with the jokes we never stop

Which part are you, in this family tree? The root, trunk, branch, or leaf, no matter your part; with you is where it starts you best believe

By beginning to see; with your mind’s eye; D.E.N.I.A.L.

(Doesn’t Even Notice It’s A Lie)

Then you begin to ask yourself why this addictive behavior I savor.

But why ask why when you D.E.N.Y. (Don’t Even Notice Yet)

How soon you forget

 the signs in the road that says “I told you so”

Yet and still we go of the beaten path with holes in our shoes

Hearts minds and souls bruised from Addictive Behavior you choose.

Then complain about the heartache/pain in your feet, back, neck.

We just laugh at you and say “what the heck;” did you expect

when you continually favor your Addictive Behavior!