Looking at it from a distance, can you see it?
War eats away at the vale of peace
Devouring any hope of healing
The innocent souls swallowed unaware, ignorant to the danger creeping near
Darkness is at our doorstep
Don’t let the devil in, the heat from his breath, unquenching
What’s worth more than your soul? What’s worth more than your life?
The Lion sits waiting, feed him from your plate, an arm or a leg
Darkness is at our doorstep
It’s invisible, it’s silent, deadly times
A well kept secret
A war rages behind the scenes
Can you see it?
Yesterday someone died. Today another can die
Shot fired echoes the night
whose soul was released from it’s cage?
To take the elevator up or down
leaving behind worries and pain, suffering
Leaving behind a life that could have been better
You slept with the dark, it swallowed you whole
A residential fee of your soul
Anyway back? paid in blood, your life sacked
you have made your bed, now lay in it
Set on a Journey, an adventure
Mentally uplifting, a reminder that I am gifted
Re-swallowed by negative system
Not to ignore but to explore
dissecting its center to find its core
It’s me, it’s me, it’s me
Spamming internal folklore
I heard from another, equating to many
A not so funny comedy
A marathon of uneven sitcoms
My mind a sequence of scenes
A well written psycho script
“Remember your lines” memories encrypted
Translation not equipped, My mood took a dip
My words, take your sip
and be filled.
Pen in hand, words flow out
Extension of my veins, wounds sprout
Each words written with my blood
All red, filled with life, my soul spread
To connect, to inspire, to conjure your minds desire
A books of words, book of feelings, a book of inspiration, food for the mind, food for the soul, story for the heart, a story from the mind, words written by a dreamer wishing to share his inner world with you, to embrace his darkness, to accept his troubles, to grow beyond them, to grow with them, to love them as myself, To love, To live, To laugh, with relief from my Burdens
To be New, to be refined, a divine design. These are words unspoken, these are words unheard, it’s just
Ballad of the mind: from the thoughts of a dreamer
This book wasn’t something I thought of doing ever, now that I think about it but here it is a concept given to me by a friend I work with, with whom I shared some of my poems. Thanks goes out to you for giving me the push. 54 poems, one book, many words, enough to fill you for ‘9 months’ giving you birth to tranquility.
You can get your copy on Amazon: Author name: MaliCool Whitby
“…To break down the wall, to connect, inspire….” -Skip Marley
Ballad of the mind
Available for Purchase on Amazon.
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
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.
Thoughts free from projections
Unevenness of surface not apparent
My mind is unruffled, similar to a calm sea
Life is free flowing, without bends, to some degree
Energy uninterrupted, strong flowing torrent
Conjuring uniform motion to some degree
Bringing about calmness, life is free
Of heavy feelings, at ground zero
A level of comfort, life simulator
You ease the pain with laughter
Washing away all the sorrows bringing hope
Erasing your doubt bringing answers
How much mental and physical effort was spent by chance?
To carry out your everyday tasks, to survive these random occurrence
Of our brain detouring from its original functions
Seems like a bad timing in world with no light, but 24/7 unction
Shedding what little light present on a seemingly lost reality
Representing a beacon of hope where there is none
Those living in the shadows has no reflection, shady, back turned to the sun
But not hidden, relaxed in bath of gloom, life filled with dimness
“To create a sense of shallow relief” are you a painter?
(We only want our life to be smooth
Enough to bring a feeling that is soothing
motivating worthy results from hard work
While living in the shadows is not necessarily dark)
About the poem: I used definitions of four words to compose this poem. started out as a personal prompt to get in the writing mood and it turned into this. I will be trying out this method again in the near future. You could give it too and see what great writing you can come up with. Happy Writing!!
disclaimer: (I don’t own the featured image)
Dear me, come, sit and let me write this sonnet to you
I know your silent pain, seen your shadows
In a cruel world, a soft heart, your days are blue
The world unfeeling weights on your caring flow
It is not wrong to care, or wrong to feel
Know the right persons, they will choose, in silence
Solitude is your refuge, time to heal
Lost in dreams, life becomes timeless
I know your struggles, can’t tell them apart?
Find someone who will pull you back to earth
Your insight has potential, try creative art
Do not doubt, you were created great from birth
Love brings me peace and overthinking eats my Joy
You are not out to hurt, create, don’t destroy