The Poetic Voyage - Poetry Of Life's Journey

Looking at the clock, Trying hard to stop, The time that runs, With more to be done. Staring at the setting sun, The wind conveys, the night has begun, Fakely accepting, the praises that surrounds, With regrets about, the things undone. The curious eyes, started her chase, Girls with grins, running out of the gates, Guys crawled in, with their long face, Another hopped to shop, with the money he made. The doves flew towards their cage, Owls flew out, with their scary gaze, They all switched shifts, each and every day, For nature's company, isn't that great? When things take place, in unexpected ways, Good things take time, is what they say, Sorrow and joy, may join the same day, Life needs the company of patience, is what I say, In this life things may delay,  But your only choice is to stay. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Longing for the rising sun, With an endless cry,  And sleep undone, On this scary night, When the moon, refused to come. Seated by the rivers that run, She missed them all, one by one, All the love and all the fun, Until she realized, she had none, But her mind unkind, showed her a ton A ton of fun, a ton of lies, A ton that made her feel alive, A ton that threw away her fright, One at a time, she did realize, There was none, but just some lies. Seated on the rocks that night, That stood against the rivers that slide, They splashed, along with the crash, Sprinkling all the love they had, I'm pretty sure, she was glad. She told them about the path she drove, Showing them all the scars from swords, Some pierced the heart with words, The other pierced the mind, with words untold, She poured her tears, all night long, Until they reached the Heaven above. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

The sun and I, have a race, Even before she shine, I tend to awake. The moon and I, sit by the lake, Until the dead of night, I tend to regret. The ocean and I, we collaborate, Before she needs a supply, My tears I shake. The volcano and I, continue to retake, All unpleasing lines, They threw at my face. The happiness and I, we try to escape, That distracting time, I made mistakes. The sorrow and I, can never separate, These hills I've climbed, Also the ones I'll take. The wind and I, can never fly away, From the time that's mine, Or the time I waste. This mind of mine, understand's the fake, It's far away from my sight, But it's smell, is stale. This heart of mine, forever will crave, For peace of mind, And a tear drop's break. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

When things around becomes uneven, The joys of the heart, are stolen, By the flames, the air is overtaken, Hide it wisely, hide it in the season. When the path is rough, with no visible reason, The feet gets tough, for its acceleration, With just one puff, your life can be taken, Hold on wisely, hold on to the season. When the frost surrounds, I know it's freezing, The arms go around, the body that's shuddering, Just light one match, you'll see it melting, Light up the whole season, light it wisely, You'll see it thawing. When the hills tremble, dragging us down, to nothing, The mind rolls around, hoping for help, from something, One strong branch, that catch our sight, can be everything, Look through the whole season, look wisely, It's time for grabbing. When knives stab your heart, for no reason, The love pours out, no no, add it to your collection, You'll need it all, from head to toe, when you are beaten, ...

There used to be days, He stared at the waves, With a smile on his face, Though his heart was scraped. For understanding he craved, Hiding in a dark cave, His sorrows were caged, By the judgments raised. He had no right, to shed a tear, In the light, he lived in fear, To survive, he did not need a beer, Yes he lives, on Earth, right here. The world would say, he's care free, I see him walking, bare feet, This sunny day, on the tar street, They helped him out, the shady trees. This sorrow my friend, would fade away, Our life on Earth, is a short stay, I know you're hurt, in many ways, To the selfish world, we all are preys. Feelings have turned from gold to steel, Idle creeps in to this life, to steal, Each day that ends, is a falling leaf, It's hard, to wake up, from this bad dream, To the one above, together let's plead. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Along with the stormy breeze, That swept away the land's, ease, Dragging down the giant trees, In my castle, I only sneezed. Looking through the window glass, That stood among the attic walls, The wind made the surrounding dance, While she crawled to lie on the grass. Trying hard to crawl off an iron box, She begged for help from all the rocks, Watching the people turn away and pass, Until that soul so soft, carried her on to the grass. Voices ranging from the floor below, Grumbling about the dirt in the meadow, Maybe because, about her they didn't know, Or maybe there was no interest to show. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Living in a world filled with noise, I rarely hear a pleasing voice, Look at the better ways to enjoy, Come sit with me, you too can join. Join the silence of the world, Listen to the voice, you've never heard, Figure out the meanings, hidden in the words, The unending voice of silence, have you observed? Through the waves, it was transferred, The aim they had, was to torture and burn, May be the peace or the pride you've earned, By the voice of silence, have you been disturbed? That voice at times is so absurd, Sorrow or joy it may have returned, Being deaf to that voice, you would have preferred, But about the voice of silence, I am concerned. The message seems, to be very blurred, It may bring you all the joys, of the world, Or ruin your peace, with just a word, This voice of silence can peck you like a bird. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

With each and every drop of tear, Falling off the eyes, filled with fear, In her lips was a continuous prayer, Searching for refuge, she searched everywhere. Watching everything of her flying in the air, For you her heart was filled with much care, You cannot expect, don't you dare, That heart you broke, are you aware? She came back with refuge for you, Grabbing it, her heart you threw, She saw it break, with a smile she flew, Far away, to the place she grew. Running around, reaching the ends of the Earth, Nursing her heart, that was very much hurt, For life's victory, she continues to thirst, Realizing that, she deserves her care first, She loved herself, even in the desert, But you, with all of her pieces, she cursed. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Fingers stuck in my curly hair, Lying on the couch over there, I waited long to see my bears, I really thought, that they were aware. The wait did take an hour or two, There were days, that they never came too, Breaking my heart, the time just flew, I used to blame, my bear crew. Standing tall on my little feet, I clapped aloud to their beat, Going towards the tv screen, I welcomed them; they are too sweet. On bed I was, my Bedtime Bear, When I laughed, I was my Cheer Bear, The grumpy me, was my Grumpy Bear, To mom I was, my Goodluck Bear, With my sisters, I had to be my Share Bear. On my favorite day, my Birthday Bear, To my friend, I was a Friend Bear, I accompanied my Love-a-lot Bear, Along with my Tenderheart Bear, To grandma I was, my Funshine Bear, Still I strive hard to be Wish Bear. I hope you remember at least one bear, They taught me a lot, especially to care, At least now, you know, the Care Bear...

With the pearl like sand touching the feet, The cool briny water mixed with the breeze, And sounds of the playing children, so sweet, The zombie like lady walked towards the sea. Didn't she hear her children scream? Didn't she know, that she chose defeat? May be everything was obsolete, May be something in her was incomplete. Suddenly she pulled out a sheet, She dipped it in the roaring seas, Carrying it back towards the streets, Wiping the dust off her daughter's feet. She stretched out her hands directly to me, I passed her as if I did not see, From a few steps away, I turned back to see, The little girl smile, knowing I gave her nothing to eat. Walking back I gave her my penny, That's all I had, I wish I could do many, With a grateful smile, she accepted my penny, With a shameful heart, I walked away with pity. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Looking at the golden clock, I barely hear the tick tock, tick tock, In a distance I hear a noisy flock, I cannot see through the door lock. Looking through the glass I saw, A hunter aiming from afar, I heard him laugh, I saw little paws, Oh yes I know, he's never to crawl. Once again that golden clock, Now I hear the tick tock, tick tock, In just a while I heard her growl, With a sorrow the world should never allow. Maybe the flock told her the news, Maybe she tried to stop the abuse, Already I guess, she miss little paws, The flock flew high with their sad songs. I saw her lie on the ground, Where little paws blood, she found, Adding drops of tears so rare, That tore the heart of mama bear, While tick tock reigned in the air. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Surrounded by four brick walls, I could not look out, they were too tall, Watching the steam escaping the spout, I looked out the windows so small. On this chilly and gloomy night, I was amazed by the stars so bright, I realized there's always some light, It's just a matter of catching our sight. At the time, everybody just frowned, My heart was filled with stormy clouds, Seated on the chilly ground, I enjoyed, the chirping sounds. Even though I had to shout, Trying hard to chase away the stormy clouds, With a prayer requesting for a favor, To the lessons taught by nature, My head I bowed, On the gloomy night,  When the lights went out. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

The world has changed, Oh yes it's strange, I wonder if I was exchanged, This messy life, how can I arrange? The world filled with so much complaints, I guess they are stuck in our veins, This have caused all the constraints, Oh, thinking of this, I might faint. We limit our gains, To a paddy grain, Living with, all of this strain, What happened to my world?  Can somebody please, explain. I saw her lock her heart, inside a steel cage, She refused, to experience a change, She chained the hearts, who came to save, With scars so deep, they tried to escape. The hearts locked with a giant chain, Has forgotten all what it contains, May be the the chains would someday decay, But the hurt it caused, will forever remain. Oh heart you reign in your steel cage, Think again before you chain, Another heart that strives for a change, Please let her go ahead and turn the page, For just a while, peep out of your cage. ...

Running so fast, from thought to thought, My face changed, from frowns to laughs, So long was, the paths we've crawled, That's what made this life so harsh. Welcoming, the new day's dawn, I watched, the moon go down, Along with, the rising sun, My thoughts did not, end her run. Seated on the mountain tops, I felt the touch, of the dew drops, Far away watching the crops, For just a while my thoughts had to stop. Walking down the bumpy streets, Sand sticking on my bare feet, The world had much, with nothing for me, I searched the Earth for something to eat. Getting on, my little toes, I had to peep, Into their home, I heard them scream, They beet me up, threw me into a scary jeep, I cried out for help, but my mom won't breathe, On the mountain tops, she's fast asleep. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Looking up into the sky, Above the mountains I passed by, My heart was stabbed with just one line, Life is tough but you'll be fine. Passing the rivers that hit the rocks, I felt my calmness crash and get good shots, By the troubles that are yet to come, So clever you are the stabbing one. I feared about the things to come, Building up more troubles like rocks, My heart sank in I left that block, Crying out loud, my knees kissed the ground. This life for sure is so very tough, The paths I crawled are so very rough, I see more signs of fading smiles, But can I get so weak with just one line? Wiping off the tear drops, Opening the door that I just locked, I realized, its still not time to worry about, With this in mind I ran back to the top. It was you the stabbing one, That threw me down from many to none, Can you see the hot blazing sun? She loves to burn, not just for a month. Have you seen the pretty bright moon? With her silvery shine, ...

Welcome to the world's bitterness, You'll never see a pic that is filter less, You'll never see her real skin surface, It's covered with dust, she's a bit nervous. Welcome to the world's bitterness, It's overloaded with wickedness, You'll never know the world's purpose, Hmm, it's filled with sinfulness. Come admire her childishness, Ignoring the floor's slipperiness, Enjoying the fact of giftedness, Warn her that troubles are indigenous. Come admire his willfulness, Ignoring the flames of the brick furnace, Standing tall in the storm, with firmness, Warn him that life has no syllabus. Disregard the world's fearlessness, Neglecting the values of religiousness, Shameful is there fickleness, They hide it all with glossy dust. Disregard the world's unskilled urban, Never live their life’s with purpose, Their lives seem very humorous, Warn them about life's uncertainness. Let's plead to God...

Along with time we all grow, This surely is no secret hidden in the snow, We travel this life with many new Hellos, Something's my friend, I can't let you know. Some took place a long time ago, Some I decided to tear and throw, Some left behind a never-ending glow, Everything my friend, I can't let you know. Its hidden in my mind below, I may take it out, but I'll never show, Not all at once, they might overflow, All of them my friend, I can't let you know. They are all lined up, in my mind, in a row, I store them all, each day, I add more, They are not big deals, that I will let you know, But still my friend, I can't let you know. It's not my pride or my selfishness that glow, It's just that, it's mine and nobody should know, I'll let you know one thing I adore, Don't let your mind be a talking sparrow, I hope you understand; I can't let you know. If everything I hide suddenly overflow, Nobody would ...