The Silent Poetic Groove

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

False Imagery

 

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.

Words to the Soul

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: From the thoughts of a dreamer

 

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

 

 

 

 

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.

 

Unruffled Mind

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)

website: JahCreate

 

A Sonnet to me

 

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

Into My Mind

Into to My Mind (Villanelle)

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

Trapped deep in thoughts, a forest with no exit

 Rows of bookshelves, shadowing the sky, my thoughts unwind

 

Overthinking overtakes, my thoughts confined

Conflicted with decisions, conflicted with self, where do I fit?

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

 

My imagination untamed, a wild beast, logics sidelined

Based off feelings I made my choices, but not from my heart but my mind I admit

Rows of bookshelves, shadowing the sky, my thoughts unwind

 

Inside me a world, created to house my inner being, the soul intertwined

I meditate, I sit,I inhale, I exhale,  I think, I slept,  I wake, I am now moonlit?

how did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

 

So much to say, how do I put it into words? no one notice, I got left behind

Not a part of the Jigsaw, different, but I now love being a misfit

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

 

A storm rages every now and then,  so I withdraw, until the calm, not to be unkind

So give me time, patiences and love, and I will make your life sunlit

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

Rows of bookshelves, shadowing the sky, my thoughts unwind

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 

The Journey

thinking about the journey and how far will I have to travel

how many stops and how many truth to unravel

what will be accomplished, will I be able to remove these shackles

making notes, absorbing knowledge, becoming wise in these battles

gathering all my strength, my mental weapons to face these jackals

thinking I am their prey, gathering their packs to hold me at bay

chanting their spells, in hope of turning me shallow

casting their sentences, bringing me to the gallows

to hang me with their laughter, not make me one of the fellows

not that I want to be, it will only make me seem yellow

ejecting my pride and my weakness, my fear, to become mellow

I am without a role model, but I have goals finally

I move towards them, day by day, I work at it

unaware, they lashed at me, emotionally I placed a wall

these mental infliction I try to stall

holding on so that I do not fall, too deep

for the abyss sometimes keeps what it swallows

pressure those that are wallow

we fight to survive, nothing more nothing less