Poetic MindState

Words for The Heart Thoughts from the Soul

Heartbroken

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

bleeding pen

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

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