Thursday, October 7, 2010

rain thoughts

today it rained but after a few hours it stopped no it still raining in my mind , while i stand in the cold rain just looking out
into the crowd of people and their talking and laughing together. while I'm soaked with water, as people walked bypass with rushed and tumbled steps. mock me, glare at me you can't stand me. I'm reminded my days of my childhood it's been like
this before. even back then i was feared and was hated by those who did not know me, there were time i felt like crap, these feelings
still exist in my heart. My closes friends from way back when have forgotten me. all i have left now is my rhymes and poems, but my first love is music. the music keeps me cool calm and still my only company. now the rain stopped i feel good i realized
that i'm not standing in the rain alone but standing with friends waiting for the sunshine so we can go to park and start to ball.

no clue

See through the glass
my happy face I put on, it's an everyday mask
Dissipate!!! hate everyday I always get this cold plate
I clinched my fist, I'm not just mad I'm pissed.....
as snakes hide in the grass
illusionist friends of whom I'll never see again
they want to contaminate my mind with hate
I only know desolated places I continue to
find myself all alone and isolated
I arrived at my destination.
Is the world designed to keep me alone to myself?
when I'm in trouble who can I ask for help?
too many emotions to keep in control
negative thoughts of you I need let it go
disassemble my mind to find lost thoughts
to many things going through my mind, it's gets clogged
disobedient mind never listens to mouth
what I say is what just comes out.


BY
Long Sophoeuth

not cool, poor me

not a slave to the fabric of popularity
pants don't sag
could careless about your faded look on your pants
simple eyes only follow what's already been done
I may not be cool in the worlds definition
yes I hear your criticism, I'm the verbal victim
I could careless whose or what's hot

appreciate

I took and do take my body for granted
some people cannot walk without any assistance
but I take my legs for granted
some aren't able to see at all
I still have the ability to move all my limbs
a mind that controls my mouth
I appreciate that I have these ability's
to be able to write words of imagery
to walk right along you
show respect with hand shake
look directly into your eyes, to see you smile
allow me to hug, shoulders that allow me to shrug
I have a voice that will not be silenced but heard
ears that allow to hear what the world says
and its beautiful songs that are sung
to taste elegant food with this tongue

don't know

New

My mind gives birth to a new thought
With each time that I was thinking
Child of my mind is given life
I give him reason to live as I write.
The blank landscape is now filled with
Couple of words that take shape
My mind never thinks of skinny thoughts
Instead I think of fat and out the box things
One of the vast words that found the way on my page
Put a new child between my new son
They are working together so well
Toss a new daughter in time. These will argue and fight
Throw an entrance in the middle of a sentence
Few traps here and there
I just gave birth to new poem

To fast

Rushing on home the woman was fast and gone out the door
Supposedly she ran to her car to pick up something
Two minutes later she comes back and yells out loud
Where are my car keys?
Rushed back to her seat and looked under it.
I had her keys and I gave it to her. I told her to slow down.

Waiting for a hero

Waiting for a hero


I was strolling throughout the woods one day the road was too much of a hassle so I figured I take a short cut for once. I was confronted by a beast with an ill tongue, a common thief pulled out a knife and threatens to kill me if I did not give him my pouch.
Stupidly I ran, he gave chase, I ran and ran, I figured that I had lost him. He pulled in front of me he was scary looking, but not as vicious as the beast that stood behind him.
Without hesitation the demon beast swiped off the thief head and devoured it.
His fangs were sharp his smell reeked of some foul smell that I never sniffed before.
Slowly the beast came even closer I swore I thought he could taste my fear
As he licked his spit that ran down his mouth and I saw his blood stained teeth.
“I’m dead” I said to myself and there was no hope for me.

Then suddenly he came out of nowhere
He was strong and tall his eyes were sharp, focused as I watched as he
Killed the beast with not much effort and still showed compassion towards the beast.
Such a man never have I seen him before with strength beyond my comprehension.
I asked what was his name and he proclaimed it was Hercules.
You are him, the son born from a common woman and your father is a Greek god.
He stood up and I could not believe my eyes, he stood at the feet of the beast.
I thank him and I was truly grateful then we departed from each other.
I thought that it was the last time that would ever hear his name
A couple of days later his name again.

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My day begins went the sun finishes it lap around the earth
I try not to hold onto the day
Darkness is inviting me to explore when it dawns
Sit and ogle at the silent sparkles in the sky
Filled with a quick happiness when light faded
The nocturnal pen moves even swifter
Writing gets even deeper
Loved by the mist of the night
I’m persuaded to keep midnight mind, what do I mean?