463. Smoke and Mirrors

“It’s all smoke and mirrors”, the illusionist said.

“What lives in the heart also lives in the head”.

“There is no magic to make you stay,

In one place, or just one way.

You are everything you love and hate.

You are the thoughts you contemplate.

You are young and you are old.

You are meek and you are bold.”

“It’s all smoke and mirrors”, the illusionist said.

“What’s true for the heart, is true for the head;

For just ’cause you are living,

Does not mean you aren’t dead.”

K. Aldaya, 12/30/18

Advertisements

462. The Sinner

Pulled apart. I come undone.

From the start I’m forced to run.

Run from one point to another.

I am me and then the other.

Words confound. I spin in place.

I make no sound. My words: they race,…

Inside myself where they collide,

And try to escape to the outside.

Drained and weak. I grip my heart.

I can’t speak. I’m torn apart.

My heart beats, and beats, and beats,

While inside, history repeats.

Pulled apart. I come undone.

Will this fight ever be won?

For as in war, there are no winners.

There are no saints, only sinners.

K. Aldaya, 12/28/18

Picture: https://rightsinfo.org/excluded-schoolchildren-at-serious-risk-of-knife-crime-and-youth-violence/

427. I Am a Fighter

289dc49beb9dceb661233aa737ecf94f

I am a fighter.

I fight my own demons.

I would die to live,

And always give all I can give,…

To survive.

I am a fighter.

I bleed out to be here.

Dig-in…stand my ground.

My mangled fists, they throw and pound,

Against fate.

I am a fighter.

I fight on for my life.

Don’t stand in my way.

I’ve fought for every single day,

Of my life.

I am a fighter.

I will jab, cross, and hook.

Slip, pull, and defend,

Until I meet my KO’d end…

…I will fight!

K. Aldaya, 2/2/18

Picture: Song Ga Yeon; https://www.pinterest.com/pin/492862752963861058/

300. The War

battlefield_by_88grzes-d72zfe4

The War rages on hidden from view,

As the casualties mount,

Too many to count;

The cost of living no one foreknew.

One side: The Rational Army.

The other: The Ardent Brigade,…

Which plans out each raid,

To get to the heart of it you see.

Every squadron is resolute,

In fighting for their cause,

And without pause,

They’d kill or die to win the dispute.

The Rational Army’s clever;

Yet it is blind to hope,

And it cannot cope,

With the weight of every endeavor.

The Ardent Brigade’s positive,

The the War will soon end,

So they will defend,

Farfetched hopes and pipe-dreams while they live.

The War rages on between two sides.

Neither side will e’er yield.

They feel they must wield,

The right to make choices for both sides.

They don’t understand each other,

They surely never will.

The War’s a standstill.

One rules for a time, then the other.

Each soldier bravely plays their part.

The differences so vast,

Make it sure to last:

The War between the head and the heart.

K. Aldaya, 4/14/15

Picture:¬† “Battlefield” by 88grzes on Deviant Art; http://88grzes.deviantart.com/art/Battlefield-428275372