Joy, trust & comfort sat on their high horse
Betrayal came along and snapped their little necks
They can’t bathe in happiness, boasting and proud,
Where jealousy lurks…
Loathing prods at the stomach of an unsatisfied counterpart
Who treacherously wears the white flag
And naivety makes casualties of innocent victims
Breeding dispirited loves
By Kiri Gray ©
The feathers on my back are not my own
A reassuring frame of fortification, armouring my naivety
Escaping the denial that those others aren’t always driven by the heart
You caress the wounds of my fights until healed
With caring nobility, nonetheless anger for my strife
A bullet would sink into the flesh of your chest
Before you let me lose my life
You are my wings
Each breath you exhale elevates my spirit
So my soul flies on the freedom of love
And I’m free; my being is whole and endlessly free
For you took the lost shards I thought were gone
And devotedly bonded the gaps
By Kiri Gray ©
Another Point Of View – (free e-book download)
You can download my first solo e-book for free here:
‘Another Point Of View’
Is it right that I pray to you
For forgiveness, for help, for love?
When I don’t carry your name on my lips like a preacher
And question your presence above
Maybe it’s the hope that I clutch
But I feel like when I reach for you, you hold my hand
Even if you can’t help, you understand
Is it right that I pray to you
When I don’t recite your words?
And I question the books that claim to hold your verse
The skill of mans disguise, to surpress for status
Means lack of faith has grown throughout the ages
As discovered truths uncover lies
That benefit the elite and sustain lower class divides
Is it right that I pray to you
When I feel this anger?
Is this what was intended of your creation?
Have you turned your back on us, or is it our own self-doing?
Is the blame on our hands for turning your Eden to ruin?
Is it right that I pray to you but never visit your home?
Is it right that I only ever pray to you when I’m alone?
I don’t know.
I always try to pray in thanks
Show appreciation for the good in my life
Practice a pure heart of morals
Learned from mistakes and strife
And every time I look love in the eye,
I pray with a grateful heart for you to make it last for life
Look closely
A calming whisper of truth hovers in a reflection that laces the water surface
An honest essence of life’s creation too intricate to mentally convey or comprehend
The vision that gives emotion to sight
And embraces a higher UNDER-standing, uncomprehending in formality
The guardian sky and it’s heavens bouncing their science into the windows of our soul in a mere blink,
transforming systematic mathematics into simple soul soothing breaths of life I feel the sky’s protection.
When I really escape, my soul is free to feel it’s motherly cradle.
It is here under my feet and surrounding my body that threatens uncompromising shackles
Here the submission to the a hand of another on a trigger of hate that confines my being
Why let us allow that to define our being?
The grumbles of thundering concern for human disruption; the punishment of a concerned parent whose offspring are out of control
Advancement of tactical living takes away from love
If every being witnessed a moment of complex clarity
I believe the sky would settle above
It’s been a little while since I posted something but I recently wrote a poem for a Wordjar E-Book titled ‘A Poets Soul’.
Please make sure you check it out and you can download for free too:
