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Saturday, July 19, 2014

LITTLE VOICE INSIDE YOU






The heart is full of emotion,
the head full of reason.
But the little voice inside you
is one that is well seasoned.

Never a victim of passion,
needing no interpretation.
It instinctively knows what to do
in any given situation.

Rid your heart of sentiment,
your mind full of clutter.
Listen to your little voice,
that protects you as a mother.

The little voice has a name.
We call it intuition.
It will always treat you well,
steer you in the right position.

It resides deep inside the gut.
Truth at its helm to hold.
Sadly, when I turned my back on it
my life became uncontrolled.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

COULD A LITTLE GLEAM BE ALL THAT IT WOULD SEEM






"Could a Little Gleam Be All That It Would Seem"

Please give me a little shimmer
for one whose lights
gone dimmer.
Could a little gleam
be all that it
would seem?

I, myself a bit artful
shall enjoy
a sprinkle of sparkle.
To set the mood just right
throw off a ray
of light.

The warmth from a candle's glow
shall have more softness
burning low.

Allow its radiance to be steady,
for it has flickered
enough already!

Remember, it was the light
from a special star
that the wise men
followed far.
 

                                        Sandy Wyllie

Thursday, July 10, 2014

ARE YOU THERE


I've been trying to get you to see me.
Not coming in too clear.
Wanting you to retrieve me
if you dare.
Waiting for you to receieve me.
But you're not aware.
The lonely girl sitting next to you is me.
Are you there?

I might as well be faceless.
Your eyes, a blank stare.
Maybe I'm a bit graceless.
I don't well fare.
All my thoughts, are they baseless?
I'm the lonely girl sitting in an empty chair.
Can't feel this body, must be weightless.
Are you there?

My lips are moving.
Words are streamers floating in the air.
Maybe you're not approving
what I'm trying to share.
I feel like I should be removing
this lonely body off the chair.
Nothings ever improving.
Are you there?



 

Sunday, July 6, 2014

NO MORE ULTIMATUMS!


No more ultimatums!
No more do or dies.
When you're straight with the questions
Iess often you get lies.
   
You don't have all the answers.
You're not the only one who tries.
Be a little introspective.
That's the way of the wise!
   
It takes some reasoning
and a whole lot of compromise.
When you're level-headed and grounded
there's no need to dramatize.
   
A fool rushes to conclusions.
The wise man wonders why.

I THINK THIS IS WHAT IS CALLED GROWING






So set in your ways.
It doesn't bring you comfort.
You're feeling the malaise.

It's what happens when you're rigid.The discord shall make you fidget.

Try being malleable and pliable;
it's much more reliable!
 
Stubborn and so stuck,
saying "what the ****".
 
If you learn to bend
much you will amend.
 
You've things too neatly arranged.
It doesn't bode with change.
 
And change WILL come no matter
and cause your plans to scatter!
 
One must learn to adapt
and touch upon what's untapped.
 
I think this is what is called growing,
when it's the "old ways" one is forgoing.



Saturday, July 5, 2014

SHE'S A DREAMER






All her life she's been searching
for something.


But ended up lost, left
with nothing.


She's just a dreamer;
she can't face reality.


She always comes up with these plans.


She's  a schemer.That's what life is with a dreamer.


It's just her mentality.
Her head is in the clouds.


She's just a dreamer.


There is no voice of reason.
She only wants you to believe her.


Waiting for the big break
she can't see the right way
that so much is at stake.

You tried to set her on a course
of some action.


But you ended up flat,
and got no satisfaction.


She was caught up her reverie.
Like the blind
she couldn't see.


Now you've come to realize
the futility,
that she's just a dreamer.


There is no feasibility!

Her head is in the clouds.
She's just a dreamer.


There is no voice of reason.
She only wants you to believe her.


Waiting for the big break
she can't see the right way
that so much is at stake.

I wouldn't advise falling in love
with a dreamer.


She'll suck you dry,
put you through the reamer.
She'll convince you
it's her calling.


You'll spend a life with one whose
only stalling!

Her head is in the clouds.
She's just a dreamer.
There is no voice of reason.
She only wants you to believe her.
Waiting for the big break
she can't see the right way
that so much is at stake.










Friday, July 4, 2014

HESITATING LOVE

Pacing like an animal
in a restricted cage,
trying to control
what has already been inflamed.
Somewhere deep inside you still
is a burning rage.
Bothered by the notion
that someone here is to blame.
You carry all the shame, all of the shame.

So afraid you're hesitating love.
Never are you certain
what exactly its made of.
Turning away from
what it stirred up inside.
Something got awaken
that you thought already died, already died.

Still you had the courage
to take the chance.
You're haunted by a memory
that has put you in this circumstance.
Any slight reverberation
and you're ready to pounce.
Holding to fury, don't give an ounce,
don't give an ounce.

So afraid you're hesitating love.
Never are you certain
what exactly its made of.
Turning away from
what it stirred up inside.
Something got awaken
that you thought already died, already died.
 
                   - By Sandra Wyllie


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Thursday, July 3, 2014

SHACKLES OF MIND


Neither ahead, nor behind;
All shackles,
I have created in mind.

Like a clean slate,
Never I meet a mate,
 
Anger , anguish
Jealousy and hate
Prejudice and pride
Are in  my mind.
 
Neither ahead,
Nor behind.
All right and wrong
is in my mind.
 
I am cleaning
Purity I am feeling.
 
In relationship and
in the world  out;
 
I now know
I cannot live against
But with the life’s flow.
though very slow


I care my words,
Mind more they may not over blow.
Now I am patient and tolerant
More loving and affectionate
 
I love humans,
birds and animals alike,
As I loved in youth
My  fancy bike.
 
Now I believe  
Neither ahead, nor behind,
All shackles,
I have created in my mind.

 

 
 

 

TO YOURSELF

You want your freedom so desperately.
There's no place in your heart for anyone else.
Though I will admit there is some chemistry,
I won't be some trophy collecting dust on the shelf.

Never felt so alone, so alone.
I'm always by myself.
You won't commit; you want to be on your own.
Maybe it's time to leave you to yourself.

You might say I'm faceless, no one knows of me.
You never bring me around.
When you talk you're saying "I" instead of "we".
It kind of makes me feel really down.

Never felt so alone, so alone.
I'm always by myself.
You won't commit; you want to be on your own.
Maybe it's time to leave you to yourself.

Have I been stupid all along?
We only fought when we were together.
I should have known it would never last that long,
that you would blow me away just like a feather.
                                                        


Never felt so alone, so alone.
I'm always by myself.
You won't commit; you want to be on your own.
Maybe it's time to leave you to yourself.