Thank you for sharing your storm. Though darkness covers now, your clarity gives hope brighter days will return. Keep writing - not to convince others but to know yourself. All humanity feels chaos at times. Care for your soul. This too shall pass, if weathered with courage, honesty and fellowship.
You have my prayers for light and peace going forward.
I appreciate how your verse highlights both Ada's impressive intellect and her ability to see creative applications for technology that her male contemporaries seemingly could not envision.
I find myself wondering along with you - what insights might Ada offer if she were living today?
I hope our readers find as much food for reflection in your poem as I have. Please keep writing.
Thank you for sharing your poem with us. A work that leaves one with questions is often the most fruitful for reflection. Thank you for the opportunity to reflect on its resonant elements.
Anna, Happy New Year to you too! 🎉🌟🎈 May this new year bring you joy, health, and inspiration. Here's to a year filled with new opportunities, wonderful moments, and lots of reasons to celebrate.
Psychosis
Darkness envelopes and
push me into a Hole
Delusions that someone loves me too ,
Roar
I need to go back to where i was
before
No delusions,
living in reality ,
Psychosis have me on his tolls
What I say is no truth to anybody at all
I'm seeing him it's real but
He says I am a liar oh! Shit
That motorbike is just a hallucination after all
My sessions are recorded and watched by all
Therapist reassures me it's your mind that's all
Am I going to turn into a schizophrenic? and it's end like that , that's how story gonna unfolds—
My God save me from this, oh! Lord
My psychiatrist is contacted by him
I write to him and write to him all night long
He shut me up by saying
Take your medicine and go to sleep,
I m not contacted by anybody at all
Sizodon, sizodon plus, sizodon forte
Doses are going up and
my delusions are still spot on
When will i get back to normal
And not feared by him anymore.
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Thank you for sharing your storm. Though darkness covers now, your clarity gives hope brighter days will return. Keep writing - not to convince others but to know yourself. All humanity feels chaos at times. Care for your soul. This too shall pass, if weathered with courage, honesty and fellowship.
You have my prayers for light and peace going forward.
"Cadence" beckons sweetly.
The soft murmer of a beating heart.
The subtle time of the natural breath.
The unmistakable elements of life
And the bulwark of a poem.
Dear Jeff, a cadenced beauty lingers here - as life's pulse and living breath find form.
I am grateful for your gift.
Milk from the breast of Mars
By Poet Alemseged Sisay
Then that airplane came in my dream
Which had golden wings, nothing engines to scream
Comfy cabins and chalets it had
When its door was opened inviting me, I was so glad
The pretty woman whom face sprinkled like a morning rays
Made me woke and showered me with dawn’s sprays
Then told me if I need to go to Mars
To that dry, bitter cold and red planet of stars
canvasing her beautiful eyelashes with black oil tars
Then I asked her what I eat there and drink
For I love to consume meat more to take and beer, she did kink
She smirked once to ease my fear, told me for the fly
I agreed to fly with her,that journey was so sly
peculiarly when we visited and passed watching Jupiter
Oh, Saturn’s laughter, she saluted us just as an admirer
Mars had no fresh foods but the woman gave to me a dana
Potatoes, spinach, wheat and blue algae spirulina
But had no water was there all her rivers were gone
When Mars inexplicably lost her magnetic field, even the brine one
By and by we reached on her body, my thirst was so exasperating
My throat was so dried when I asked the woman if she had something
To be drunk after I ate those snacks of vegetables
For my love she tried to feed me her milk of that beautiful breast
But i loved her verily so that wished so captivated with her to lust
Surrendered by her splendid flawless bare body to be an honest
Then unfortunately i woke out of that sweet dream of love
BY Poet Alemseged Sisay ( Aleme Kao Gammo)
Dear Alemseged,
Thank you for sharing this vivid dreamscape with us, your poem takes the reader on a journey of discovery both literal and metaphorical.
Please keep writing - and dreaming.
Lunar Cycles
Man had cycled round the moon by your time.
Why does our nature bleed? The questions begs
the bird on her nest, why do you lay eggs?
Does nature choose forbidden fruit sublime?
I picked you up from school, we got ice cream,
I had told you this would happen some day,
that these cramps were a special kind of pain
made of the creation of all our dreams.
I think Eve’s choice was libertarian,
Sisyphean boulders pregnant bulges
shops where such sweet baby clothes are folded
as wholesome vultures feed on carrion.
The mys’try of cycles writ in the moon
makes me happy that I shared this with you.
Beautiful Maci 🙏❤️
Thank you for sharing this glimpse into an intimate moment between parent and child. I appreciate you bringing such thoughtful work to our readers.
After reading this, I felt a revival of passion for poetry I hadn't known in years. Truly inspiring!
This piece resonated with the very core of my being; it's a must-read for anyone who's ever dared to dream in verse
Flow
May this day
not be gray
let it flow
all aglow.
Dear Anna,
I am struck by the spaces you leave between images and lines, inviting the reader within to ponder each scene and phrase.
Thank you again for your thoughtful contribution to "The Power of Poetry.
My dear Anna
Your words paint a vivid scene of strife and its deep human impact.
Beautifully written
I appreciate your willingness to walk with us on this ongoing journey.
Dear Marjolein,
I appreciate how your verse highlights both Ada's impressive intellect and her ability to see creative applications for technology that her male contemporaries seemingly could not envision.
I find myself wondering along with you - what insights might Ada offer if she were living today?
I hope our readers find as much food for reflection in your poem as I have. Please keep writing.
Dear Anna,
Thank you for sharing your poem with us. A work that leaves one with questions is often the most fruitful for reflection. Thank you for the opportunity to reflect on its resonant elements.
Anna, Happy New Year to you too! 🎉🌟🎈 May this new year bring you joy, health, and inspiration. Here's to a year filled with new opportunities, wonderful moments, and lots of reasons to celebrate.
Wishing you all the best!
Anna,
Thank you for sharing this poem exploring the quiet strength and fierce beauty of womanhood.
Dear Jamie,
Your poem invites reflection on life's profound mysteries through simple images and an open spirit of inquiry.
Thank you