Poems of Inspiration, Love and Spirituality: Part 2 Poetry in Overdrive

By Andrae

This is a book of poems with regular everyday themes of inspiration, love, and spirituality. In other words, real-life experiences using less hyperbolic expressions and abstractions. This is an attempt to inspire human consciousness.

The poems are inspired by the notion that we live in a world in which we are all related and connected to a higher power or consciousness. We all can relate to levels of inspiration, love, and spirituality and learn from ourselves and others. Our diverse experiences open our awareness of ourselves, others, our spiritual consciousness, and the world around us. These poems are a reflection of who we are and an attempt to inspire and motivate for positive action and personal development. It can also be interpreted academically, spiritually, for leisure and pleasure.

In Part 2, Poetry in Overdrive, it’s a creative and imaginary account that describe individuals involved in the overdrive, their emotions, mental state, and conflicts.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Sep 18, 2018
• ISBN: 9781532058141

Andrae

Andrew Powell, a Teacher by profession, current interests include Health Services, Soicial Work and Anthropology. I became interested in writing quotations and short lines of inspiring words on bits of paper and note books. A special interest in the power of the written word and its ability to influence the mind persuades me to use inspiring words in poems to stimulate positive actions, motivate and inspire.

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CONTENTS

Introduction

About The Author

POEMS OF INSPIRATION

◆      Stars and Superstars

◆      The Shallowness

◆      Psychologically Fragile

◆      Opioids, the Master Blasters Cocaine and Crack, Heroin, Methamphetamine, Spice and Rock

◆      Throwing Caution to the Wind

◆      Sun Dodge, Climate Change

◆      Where Your Mind Is

◆      The Same from the beginning, So to the end

◆      The light in your face

◆      Understand the Situation

◆      Behind

◆      You’ve got to Hold On

◆      Character and Conscience

◆      Retreat

◆      To Mix Or Not To Mix

◆      You have to Slave For it.

◆      What People Want From You

◆      Smell

◆      Just Existing

◆      Live For An Applause

◆      Your Three Score and Ten

◆      People On your Way

◆      Full Speed Ahead

◆      Get busy

◆      Vampire People

◆      Get Busy Pt 2, (Do Something)

◆      In No time, It’s all over

◆      Have you ever wondered?

◆      Where do they come from

◆      Son of the soil

◆      Peace and Quiet

◆      You Will get There

◆      Eighteen and Under

◆      They Are Coming Out

◆      The Same from the beginning so to the end

◆      Where Did It Go?

◆      Aging

◆      Older

LOVE POEMS

◆      When you start to get close

◆      I Can’t find the love

◆      Don’t Fall in love with me Yet

◆      Lover Fulfil Me

◆      Let me Be

◆      Baby, a little of Everything

◆      No More

◆      What he and she should know

◆      Joy in the Bruising

◆      I Thought All I Needed Was Him

◆      Look before you leap

POEMS OF SPIRITUALITY

◆      I know I can let go

◆      Populate Heaven or Hell

◆      Virus, germs and their Counterparts

◆      Where are they now

MISCELLANEOUS

◆      Encircling the Wisdom Weed

◆      Penile Terrorist

◆      Prodigal Kids

Part 2: Poetry in Overdrive

INTRODUCTION

This is a book of poems with regular everyday themes of Inspiration, love and spirituality. In other words, real life experiences using less hyperbolic expressions and abstractions. This is an attempt to inspire human consciousness.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Andrew Powell, a Teacher by profession, current interests include Health Services, Soicial Work and Anthropology. I became interested in writing quotations and short lines of inspiring words on bits of paper and note books. A special interest in the power of the written word and its ability to influence the mind persuades me to use inspiring words in poems to stimulate positive actions, motivate and inspire.

Part 2

Poetry In Overdrive

Poems of Inspiration

Stars and Superstars

What can we say?

We inflate and ridicule them,

Worship and play the fool for them,

Send them on an ego trip in the capsule of their minds,

To fly the clouds and reach the skies,

While we torment ourselves about them, imitate and pattern them,

Mine and defraud them, drugs and suffocate them.

They are the stars and superstars,

Not made of things found in ordinary men, some say.

More than humans, demi-gods.

To my surprise I found out they are mere ordinary people like myself,

Trying to eke out a living for themselves.

If I’m wrong, we are all stars and superstars,

some are too laid back or lazy to get out and shine,

Choosing to be dim, having no luster or radiance,

Rather to remain unseen and unheard of.

If I’m wrong, we are all humans,

To the majority stardom is an impossibility.

Some might have what it takes but can’t take the ride,

the charade, the rendezvous and the masquerade.

For some, stardom would make them self centered,

A stumbling block to themselves and others.

For some it would go to their heads and blow their minds.

Its best to be who you are, your own superstar,

No one to inflate or ridicule you,

Or, it’s only in the stars for you to be a star.

The Shallowness

It’s a bore,

Where all the mess is,

Shattered pieces, debris and waste, wash ashore,

Squalor, filth and impurities gather galore,

In the shallowness of the shore.

Lack of depth, not enough space causes bruises and sore,

Nothing much to see and to explore.

Prepare yourself to be messed up amid the mess and the filth,

The impurities that gather and store

In the shallowness of the shore.

The shallowness is where the masses love to wallow,

Here they meddle and dabble,

Spending most of their talent and interest,

their life time and energy.

They find what they are looking for,

In the shallowness of the shore.

It’s a personal decision that is made,

To stay and stray in the shallowness.

A cheap price to pay, little or nothing,

Hardly a sacrifice.

Too much to encounter beyond this periphery,

So they rather sit in the froth and stare at the scum that around them gather.

Soon they will be a part of the filth and the waste,

A member of the inhabitants of the shallow.

I must vacate, swim or dive,

I am not prepared to be part of the shit-poop and crap

I don’t want to be messed up, smelly and unkept,

among the scum and the waste.

I must relocate, remove myself from the monotony and the grind,

The putrid eye sore and the bore,

The unending plunder and turbulence of the tide

That batter and bruise the shallowness and the shore,

With its constant ebb and flow, ebb and flow.

The eternal splashing and beating,

The nagging shells, here the sands are not ready,

Not prepared to turn into pearls,

careless pebbles and sometimes jagged lazy rocks,

Like stilettoes waiting to batter and to bruise, sometimes kill.

The pandemonium of the shallowness,

Uprooting seaweeds and delicacies of the seabed,

Morning noon and night, the confusion, endless erosion,

The shallowness can only dispense what it has got,

Confusion and madness, no discipline or order,

No sense of purpose, uniformity or control.

The grime mixed with sand, dirt and shit bags,

Froth mixed with scum bags.

Everything doing its own thing, trying to move,

To prove, to stay alive,

They don’t know that there is no reshaping, resetting or retiring,

it’s the damn shallowness.

Here the waves do nothing but batter, disrupt and erupt,

Pounding the shallow and the shore,

Making its inhabitants out of order and insipid.

Displaying a behavior of unbelief and utter disgust.

Got to get out of this mode,

The wearing and the tearing,

The constant eroding and misbehavior.

The contemptuous shallowness can be forgiven,

But not when there is the big wide ocean and depth,

for cleansing, to conquer and to discover.

The enormous space and tranquility,

where all the beauty and wealth is stored.

The shallowness seem alluring,

The depth seem perilous and precarious,

But it’s the deep that propels curiosity,

Stirs the imagination, the wealth of inspiration,

Opens the mind and your awareness begins,