Tag Archives: happiness

I Lie

I lie…

Down with myself in the darkness

Unable to decipher the meaning of my life.

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I lie…

To myself just as I always have,

Pretending to be something I am not.

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I lie…

To others by hiding behind a mask and a smile,

Showing them what they want to see not who I am.

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I lie…

Everytime I deny my dreams their breath

Leaving them to choke in the pool of my mind.

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Is stifling our hopes and dreams truly living,

Making the unsatisfying our lifes work?

Were we not born to rise to our own vision of greatness

Not for financial gain alone, but for our God given passions sake?

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I lie…

But I am trying to bury my fears,

Trying to live the dreams that I was born to realize.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Is Life a Vision

Is life a vision–

A dream of our creation

Like a childs game

Lived in a homemade costume

Pulled from our minds own toy box

I really don’t know

Would it be so terrible

Living a charade

So long as it makes us happy

During this finite voyage

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~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I Chase After My Shadow

Ball Boy by Chris Jones

I chase after my shadow in hopes of pouncing

Its direction changing with each passing hour

In pursuit of the reddest of red balls bouncing

As red as reddest rose the tenderest flower

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To what purpose I know you’re most surely asking

How foolish this boy I know it seems

Dreams of tag and dodgeball basking

Ear-to-ear my smile brightly gleams

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A child at heart I choose to savor

Otherwise old and boring I’d be

Easily at home with juvenile behavior

Young in my mind and heart you can see

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How simple it is a boy and his ball

A game for one or many to play

Toss up and catch or bounce off the wall

It doesn’t really matter, it’s fun either way

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Jem Farmer – The Boi Poet Monday ‘s Masterpiece 21 October Prompt

Peeling Back The Layers

Peeling back the layers

Like an onion of marble, brick, wood,

Concrete, steel and plaster.

What lies beneath this man-made skeleton?

Flesh, blood, bone,

Hopes, dreams, promise,

Failure, disappointment, longing,

Pain, suffering and sorrow,

Wrapped in the package human.

Wealth nor status makes one immune.

Life infects rich and poor alike,

Birth and death spare no one,

Entering into their pact with nothing

And fulfilling the contract with no reward.

These truths are guaranteed

Despite a desire to bury them in denial, religion or alcohol.

Make what you will of your life

Ignore those that cry to you with outstretched hands,

Divert your eyes from malnourishment,

Turn your back on humanities fallen,

Do this and more without conscience

As a soulless miscreant is bound to do.

This is your choice.

Or join this race we all run…offering,

Time, money, love,

Compassion, sympathy, understanding,

A helping hand, encouragement,

As much or as little as you have,

This is what it means to be human,

To be in communion,

Asking nothing in return.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Life’s Drama

As drama unfolds

Hiding insecurity

I am wondering

Why do I question myself

When I should just be happy

This tears at my soul

Leaving a hole I can’t fill

Even though I try

Can this be considered fair

In the grand scheme of my life

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

This Journey

This journey,

One traveled by us and all that came before,

Has been paved with blood,

Watered with sweat,

Graded with pain,

Sprinkled with joy;

This road is the only one we know.

Although different obstacles may impede our way,

Cause one to stumble while another may fall

And allow another to wander a street paved with gold,

This road must begin at our beginning

And end at our ending regardless of effort,

Caring not how long it takes

Or what treasures we collect along the way.

Our intention alone is to live well in this, our reality.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Time for Making Time – A Tanka

Time for making time

To do the things that one loves

What ever that is

Like the wick of a candle

Whose end burns ever closer

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Question

I was once asked,

“When death stares you in the face what will you say?”

I pondered and sighed and smiled a smile I could not erase.

Thank you…

That was my answer,

Thank you for my life,

It has been full.

Thank you for my wife,

My lover,

My partner,

My children,

Thank you for every sunrise,

Every sunset,

Every shooting star in the heavens,

Thank you for all the love,

The sadness,

The joys,

The pain,

I couldn’t have gotten on without you.

These are but a simple few of all for which I’d give thanks.

Of all that I am thankful for, I am most thankful for time,

Not for how much or how little,

But thank you for the time that I had in this beautiful tortured world,

Amongst those I love,

And those that loved me.

For these I am most thankful.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Unexpected

The unexpected

Colors the dull hues of life

Like the painters brush

Morphing the starkest canvas

Into a virile art work

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Trapped

Trapped in this chasm, my mind

Constantly looking…

Searching for something only I can provide

Realizing, but still denying the power

Peering into the eyes of friends and strangers

Seeking approval…

Begging for their projection of happiness

Only to be disappointed

Let down by their inability to meet my desires

My need for acceptance,

My need for love,

My need for joy that once staked claim to my soul

But has since blow away

Sailing to parts unknown on the wings of the four winds

As I lay quiet staring at the stark white ceiling

Tears, salty and warm sting my bloodshot eyes

Crying as I’ve done so many nights before

Tomorrows another day

Maybe I’ll find what I am looking for on the other side of the door

Waiting to embrace me

Envelope me

Wash me in the happiness that I so desperately pray for

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~