Poetic MindState
Words for The Heart Thoughts from the SoulHeartbroken
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
Will the love of a lover ever come again?
To send those butterflies flying in the wind
Filling my heart with so much joy
Only in the end to be played like a toy
Cupid’s arrow shot my way
But my heart has hardened and there it will stay
Broken pieces of love long lost
Why pick me to pay such a cost
So how do I continue the goodness of my heart?
When I know they’ll always play their part
Promiscuity is at its worse
Emotionless
Affection shot dead by selfish desires
Desolate landscapes of loves skeletons
Lost in an endless evil
All alone at night you cry
Wishing it all would pass you by
Even Me
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
Even a sinner
A sinner like me
Can see the truth in the light
I can make a stone-cold blind man see my way
Through tough times
Trials that threaten to strangle the very life I hold onto so dearly
Precariously I stand on the edge
Dearly departed I shall not be
For I have faith stronger than steel
But even steel bends and breaks
Under the strain of a broken heart
Mend me so I can fulfill my purpose
A purpose divinely bestowed upon me
Moving cool through life’s failures
Have I completely failed or secretly succeeded?
Won one of many battles before the wars won?
Even me a lowly peasant can be great
Even the broken hearted can find love
Greater than the enemies I face daily both human and other
Give me strength to move on
Bigger and better things is what I lust after
Lusting
A deadly sin that shows my determination to have what I want and need
No quick fixes
No rushing to the finish line
I’m satisfied with delayed gratification
Thinker
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
My mind ponders such crazy thoughts
Weaving a web with these neurons and pulses
Emotional minds bring crying thoughts
Time lapses and conclusions no one can comprehend
Thoughts stretched out between fantasies and hope
A mindless garble of information
Floating spaceships sink when aliens are near
Mindspeak
One of life’s humorous follies
To play on the loneliness of the human soul
Thoughts
Think
Fuck! Lost my thoughts on that train traveling the world my mind created
Funny to imagine thought as a train, instead of something
Faster
Thoughts slowing
Slowing
No thought
Back to Serenity
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
In your eyes I see a calming presence
A calm that carries me throughout my day
Thoughts of you cross my mind from time to time
To relax my thoughts and settle my soul
When the day grows long and my stress levels high
You’re the medicine that cures even the deepest pain
Come to me in your time of need, you whisper
Your touch is something I need indeed
To feel that much love in the heart of another
Oh what a feeling that is to feel
I want to take hold of that feeling right now
Cause my current disposition is in a mass of shambles
Shattered dreams is all I have
Dashed hopes
Sullied visions
Screaming nightmares
Take me back in those loving arms
Take me back to you
Face in the Sand
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
One day while minding my own, I look down at the sand and a face appeared
Distinctive and personal this face was
But with a blow of the wind the face disappeared
Leaving me alone and deep in thought
As I sat there suffering from my loneliness another face appeared
Totally different from the other
Yawning to break free of its earthly prison
Changing faces with the turn of time
Mirroring the ways of life
As time goes so does the impression u leave in this world
However deep that impression
Makes it that much harder for time to blow it away
Before my Demise
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
I wanna love and be loved like never before
To toss my problems right out the door
To stand in the shadow of greatness
Or to feel the touch of a sweet caress
Before my demise I’d love to just watch the sky
And feel the raindrops as God cries
To stand at the mountaintop to observe and reflect
Or be among friends and not feel neglect
Yes, before my demise I wish life to be grand
Like an activist feels after taking a stand
A sense of accomplishment is what I seek
But I know I haven’t even reached my peak
There are many roads to travel
Many miles to drive
Many tears to shed
Many smiles to smile
Before my demise
Stolen from Happiness
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
I’ve lost inspiration sitting in these drab hills
Sun baked mountains void of life
Here I sit to rest a spell, before I maybe sweat my last sweat
My mind is a maze of confusion and ideas
Too jumbled to write this short little tale
My mind is tired, my body weary
Sick of jive bullshit and blatant ignorance
If I could fathom a better time
Beyond these dry and dusty trails
Where I’d lay my head upon the softest feather
To breathe the breath of a distant loved one
Or just be in a familiar and comforting place
But the powers that be impede on my happiness
Stripping from me my link to the outside
I am cut from the cusp of reality
Stolen from happiness
After Death
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
After I die, I want to be dressed in an all black suit
With some new boots
While I’m drifting up to heaven
I don’t want no fears, no tears, and no sneers
Just cheers
Cause I’m finally going home
Cause earth is hell sometimes froze over
Full of shady ass bitches and trifling bastards
I wanna go where the realist have gone
To bask in the new sunlight of the truth
It’s easy to envision a world better than here
Cause this is no world where we’d like to live
We’re placed here as a test
Testing what?
I have no clue
I guess I’ll find out what’s true after death
The Fallen
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
From grace I fell into the depths of hell
Down into the desolate valley of lost souls
Scratch the surface of me and you’ll find a failure
Failure in a sense that I’ve given up on a solution
Given up on hope
The white flag is flown above my head
Showing the world my embarrassment and demeaning spirit
I give up trying to understand or be understood
Trying to fix a broken system, being constantly destroyed by ignorance and poor planning
But I know time is on my side
How much? I have no clue
The time of others will run out
And no longer will they torture my soul with piercing eyes and sharp tongues
Time is a beautiful thing
Time is on my side, yes, it is!!!
So I sit and wait patiently
But my patience is running thin
My Pen Bleeds
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
The last breath of love dribbles from my pen
Words of emotion
Stories of trust
The life blood of civilizations history with every stroke of my pen
My pen bleeds the emotional stains that we as men have created
Each passionate stroke creates emotions buried deep inside
Emotions we never thought we’d share
Tales of despair and heartbreak
Stories of joy and happiness
Each word given a heartbeat to live within you
My pen bleeds life on this blank canvas
Given life to the dead recesses of the mind
If other pens would bleed as mine has
Diversity and understanding would trump politics and hatred
This pen bleeds togetherness
Their pen bleeds understanding
Our pen bleeds words that are read and felt
My pen bleeds me
