Ballad Of The Mind: From the thoughts of a dreamer

 

Ballad of the mind

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First Milestone completed, Finishing a project and getting it out into the world. Ballad of the Mind: from the thoughts of a dreamer, an anthology of 54 poems, 53 that are original and one more from someone (mentioned inside) from who I have permission to use it. Each poem falls under one category or major chapters with sub-chapters (If you get what I mean if not, take a peep inside). 54 poems that tells it’s own story with a similar theme with a different emotional exorcism.

It’s the story from the mind, it’s my and your journey,  words you can relate to in your life but cannot really explain for others to understand maybe these words can help with those hard to explain feelings. A world of tranquility, relaxation, reminiscing

“Medicine Memories, curing you of sadness, keeping you smiling…”

Below is one of poem featured in the book. Enjoy!

The Anthology is a prequel really to a novel in the works that may have the same name or a different name.

The Story Begins

Come step into my mind and the stories within.

 

Featured: The Poem

Seduced me into writing,

Talked me into expressing,

Loved me into revealing.

 

Then caress me with motivation

 Slowly massaging me with inspiration,

Getting me into the mood for a rough night

To make love to the paper just right.

 

There are times when we fight,

I leave you crushed and I find another.

 

We make up and we begin again the cycle of written Love.
Author’s Page: MaliCool Whitby

 

 

 

 

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Ballad of the Mind


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Travelling my mind seeing the sights looking for a way to reach new heights

It’s a ballad of the mind moving through life I will grab what’s mine

Walking through the dark, searching for a light

Working to be a better self, only wanting growth, In the end it will be refined

It thinks alone, sleepless at times,

It’s on a Journey Gaining knowledge with each experience of each day

My thoughts fight a battle, taking part in Tourney

Which is the winner? Only my feeling heart has a say

Seldom do I dream when I sleep

Often, I dream when I am seeing

Random thoughts greet me with conversations that are deep

For instance, assess this and tell us, what are you feeling?

It wishes for freedom, it wants to rest, too much emotional

Overweight with the world, when it is not even mine to shoulder

It influences how my decisions or made, brings my life to distortion

Each they feel myself living in winter, getting colder

“Morning”, greets the day, no smiles, what did I do? Are we even friends? Acquaintance even?

Stay your distance “I really don’t mean no harm, just being myself, I do want to know you”

Well, no worries, I have always been alone, I see your resistance

One part my mind’s story, more to be written, will I share? That is left up to you, or maybe me the Author

Let us pause here for a while, not the end, my mind went off somewhere

The Story will continue, until the next quarter.\

(Poem preview from the book titled “Ballad of the mind”, using a ballad poetry form for this one)

Well it is here!, or soon be at least my e-book, “Ballad of the mind from the thoughts of the dreamer”

Welcome to the Ballad of the Mind, anthology of 53 poems  original written by me and one poem written by a friend of mine, all telling a story of the inner world, the outer world communicating with each other conjuring a harmony of Negative and positive energy intertwining,exorcising your emotions. Willing to take that journey?

Release May 30th of this year (though likely to change again). Please support me and my first e-book (maybe I can get printed versions some day with your help).

Please comment below, how and what do you read your E-books on/with so I can provide those formats for you on release date. Also it’s coming to amazon, for those who prefer shopping on amazon eBook, worry not there will be one for you too.

Thank You.

 

Wear it for War Child, An Artistic Share

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We all know of war, whether via the media, someone you know lives in it, a soldier fighting for your country or you yourself was/is a victim. I have never experience but I have seen enough in the news to understand what it is like and what effects it will have on a person life, it is something any individual would want to live there life through, always looking over your shoulders, sleepless nights. War is not a new trend in the world, history speaks of many wars, deadly, small, those that might have shook the earth to the core and more to come in the future (I am sure you have seen the signs).

Some time ago Talenthouse  hosted a creative invite along with WarChild and O2 to create an artwork to inspire others to help in the online campaign of looking out for children affected by the existence of war.

O2 and War Child are inviting artists from around the world to create visual artwork that captures the campaign line ‘#WearItForWarChild’. Your visuals simply have to capture the imaginations of people and inspire them to take part in the online campaign #WearItForWarChild – they should be positive, uplifting and encourage people to take part in a great and worthy cause.”

The artwork you see above this, was my entry, though it didn’t get picked, I am grateful for being a part of this campaign, I had fun doing this pieces. As for a name for it, I have not given it one, I am bit rusty on giving my art a name, (Sometimes I wonder if I do have a child, if it will be same difficultly of finding a name).

If I should name it right now, I called it “Alone in war”, A fitting name?

I believe that if everyone lend a helping hand every now and again, the world would so much better off than it is right now but everything takes time, we can only hope and do what we can until we get there.

before I go rememebr this,  Patience is flexible, calmness solves problems, Love defeats hate, a smile turns a gray day colorful

Thank you for reading,

JahCreate: Nurturing Creativity, Raising it to maturity 

The Lonely Night

I have been sitting alone, keeping the night’s company, it seemed alone

rocking to the basses in my ears, my physical being been the speakers

beats in sync with my heartbeat, my muscles moving about in sneakers

teaching my blood flow how to groove,  now the sky is with storm, 

the stars smile done on me, winking with a twinkle, but not enough to light my mind

keeping the night’s company

reading its moonless emotions 

I ask you Night did I made the right choice, I am on the right path

even if it may invoke those around me wrath?

 hoping it will pay off, extinguishing the forest fires

allowing the phoenix to fly home 

‘Pressing’ our life

Word pressing the world
With songs, poems and stories
Smooth with lines and rhymes
Removing the wrinkles of life

Now your elegant, someone’s child
Move forward, go the extra mile
Wear something bright
put on a smile

Wash the world
With your tears, cleansing it of fear
Scrubbing it Fair
Leaving no heir

Keep pressing
because life will always have wrinkles
After washing

Morning Vent

Morning VentIn the heat of the moment

Impregnate with words

now I am feeling sick

a case of the morning vent

dizzy in the mind

threw up all over the paper

9 months

then the birth of poetry

nauseated, hungry

A large craven for inspiration

continuous thirst for motivation

contracting brain muscles

fluctuating mood

now i am calm

beware

The fat lady hasn’t sing

Changing

These feelings, I am different

These feelings, I am distant

Heighten senses ,Widen horizon

I have seen more, I have seen less

 

These feelings, Am I different?

These feelings, Am I distant?

I feel these energy, Living 

Non living, The sixth senses

Hazy

Thoughts before they are uttered, Psychic?

I crave growth, Seeking knowledge,

power, Ignoring hours

Continuous learning , Continuous yearning

The future is just a new day

Spiritual development

Scientific benevolence

These feelings

Am I changing?

A wish

Every night

I wish up on the stars

to turn back these hands

back to the day we met

back to the day our hearts connect

when our love haven’t regressed

I wish to tell you these feelings I have suppressed

relive the day you confessed

thank you for that time

thank you for being my life

it was fun while it lasted

A simple wish

upon a star

Slipping out of reality

Reality V Fantasy
Reality V Fantasy

Holding on by the tip of the ‘Why’

losing grip on reality

Swing my way to ‘T’

because of its triviality

ended up in ‘L’

surrounded by liberality

Tell me, should I hold it back? or it go

in hopes to fall on track

everything ahead is blurred, everything behind is cleared

reality V Fantasy, pulling side to side. to and fro

from here where do I go…

Forgiving Lies

forgiving lies

unforgiving truth

we live  in a world where lies clean while truth pollutes

where our minds are the norm while our hearts are flukes

go along with the terms or your life will be nuked

our free will is revoked, the right choice brings you suffocation

your life is choked…out

its lives in the shadow, its a mystery

something straight out of history

its valid, “hey do me a solid….”

tell no one what you have seen here

you become well renowned

well known, all your pleasures,

‘you are living of your own leisure’

‘it pays to be brainless’

how much do you make? feeling rich?

check if you have it, you might have miss placed it

lies builds while truth destroys,

who came up with this ploy?

where truth run a mess, lies will come to your rescue

aren’t you bless

unforgiving truth forgiving Lies

what’s your reply?