Category Archives: Poems

The stupids

The stupids are ruling the world
Their flag is flying unfurled
Their brains are mush
They talk in a rush
Yes, the stupids are ruling the world.

They say there’s no global warming
While our lives and our lands they’re deforming
They’re destroying our food
Our land is no good
Along with forests and bees that they’re harming.

They tell you that you’re overreaching
When you reject them they jail you for preaching
Harm to the state
They’ll decide your fate
Is an opportunity for example teaching.

The stupids talk of collateral damage
When families and lives they hemorrhage
In wars that are paid for
by you and by me
With our money other nations they damage.

The stupids own our administrations
While political parties peform castrations
On the water and the trees
And the fish and the bees
Yet they talk of average man frustrations.

The media has lost its heart
They’re locked in self-serving art
With news cycles and talking points
Fake credibility and self anoints
The media may as well depart.

So now it’s just you and me, my friends
Let’s leave the stupids and the trends
Let’s recover our world
Let our flag be unfurled
To you my hand now extends.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

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What a terrible way to live

There lives by my house, a drunkard
Who sits all day on the street
Smiling
Wasting away his life.
I see him everyday
Sometimes twice
And wonder why.
Some days I see him by the sea shore
Looking out into the ocean
Laughing aimlessly at the wild horses frolicking in the water.
I feel sorry for him.
I am judging him, of course
But when will he learn a different way?
Does he not know he should change
Before it’s too late?
What a terrible way to live.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

The supermoon

The supermoon was out there,
was out there through the night.
The supermoon was out there,
sending down its light.

It brightened all the things here,
it lit the wild cat’s way,
it showed her where her next meal hid
while she in hunger lay.

The supermoon was out there,
was out there late that night,
was out there for your wishes,
may darkness turn to light.

And if you missed the supermoon
just come along with me,
we’ll worship another supermoon
before we are history.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

Not by the shade of a pipal tree

Not by the shade of a pipal tree
Or by the waves of a stream,
But by the tears of a restless mind
My heart once had a dream.

There by an untouched rainbow line
Out on a ledge by the sky,
Wondering if twists and turns of love
Make me feel alive.

And by the waves of a moonless sky
Far, far away from the shore,
There by the curve of the seabed’s cry.
I’ll promise to love you more.

Soon on a night when Venus reigns
Away from the sun’s sweet glow,
There you will find me with a heart
Stilled by a mind wanting more.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved

Karava, karava, karvi cha

Karava, karava, karvi cha
Spread my beauty near and far,
Come into my dream on high,
Fly into my almighty sky.

Karava, karava, karvi cha
Let it all go, pain and scar,
Break yourself before the day
That you finally break away.

Karava, karava, karvi cha
Sweep your wings into my star,
Come and sit here by my side,
Let us try an unknown ride.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

Then I met Mephistopheles

Then I met Mephistopheles
He sat there by the fire
Smiling while my body burned
Watching the flames go higher.

Mephistopheles was my friend
My friend who was a liar
She said she’d love me till the end
But I incurred her ire.

He said he’d kiss me with his lips
So all would soon admire
The magic from his fingertips
Embrace me with their fire.

I loved you, Mephistopheles
Your stories and your lyre
You enchanted me with your hips
I’m burning with desire.

Mephistopheles was my friend
Some days she was my lover
He said he’d love me till the end
Then he went undercover.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

The wave

I know from where I’m coming,
but don’t know where I’m going.
I fearfeel the wave that’s humming
with heartlove overflowing;
and on the day of my birth,
my heartsong sang to me,
“Just be who you want to be –
you’ll soon be history.”

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

Millard Keynes

Millard Keynes was a fine fellow
whose parents thought he should go
to the town to find a lass,
if their standards she could pass.

Though Millard was a smart young chap,
the ladies did not like the crap
that he brought to town that day;
condescension got no play.

Millard Keynes went home alone
like a dog without a bone.
packed his bags and soon he left;
oppressive spirits were bereft.

Out into the world he went,
free of judgement and torment,
finding that he could be
open to humanity.

Millard Keynes is happy now,
deeply fulfilled, not high brow,
in a life of his dreams,
fully bursting from the seams.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star – a variation

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

I first saw you as a child
Growing up a little wild.
Resting in your arms, I cried,
And you were my spirit guide.

There so peaceful, little star,
Far away is where you are.
Let me feel your presence nigh,
Shine my way and then go by.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
Take me to your trails afar,
Light my path up in the sky,
Now it is my time to fly.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

A new poem – published by Leaves of Ink magazine

Leaves of Ink magazine published a new poem of mine today. It can be read on Leaves of Ink here: Let it flow through you.

Let it flow through you
any time of day.
Let it flow through you,
don’t ask it to stay.
Let it flow through you
in the middle of the night.
Let it run its maddened course,
don’t put up a fight.

If you think you need to
help it on its way,
don’t be fooled so easily,
it just wants to play.
When you see it coming,
step out of its way;
when it sees you leaving,
it won’t want to stay.

If you think you’ve learned to
somehow read its mind,
know that you are always
twenty steps behind.
When you wake up one day
you will clearly see
that its wants and wishes
cannot set you free.

Let it flow through you
any time of day.
Let it flow through you,
don’t ask it to stay.
Let it flow through you
and just gently be.
Let it run its possessed course,
and you will be free.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.