It’s true, I will never be whole again. It is also true that I am still broken. It has been more than a year. The way you came into my life, The way you claimed I was the one for you, You tore me up, you became a part of my soul. The only future…
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A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Today for Today
I do not feel the fright. I do not feel it’s time for flight. I do not seek from you a new light. I do not prepare for another fight. I do not look to be gifted a new sight. It was real for me. It was real for you to see. It was real…
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) In This Cold
Never will I say goodbye. Never will I forget you. The moments we shared. The happiness I felt around you. The moments you held me in your arms. The times before you lost faith in me. The moments before you stopped seeing me. You etched your name upon my heart. Years later I still feel…
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Lost in Translation
With this poem, I am breaking with tradition. I thought I would introduce this poem because it felt like one of the most significant poems I wrote in this series. It is one of two that completely fills and drains all emotion from my body. It is written about an experience in my life with…
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Choosing Myself
There are times when we choose to be docile, to be accommodating. Then there are times we must defend our positions, to declare with our strongest voice: “This is the hill I stand upon, and these are the principles I believe in.” Friendships are another version of loving, caring, relationships. They must be fair, equitable,…
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Chasing Stars
Am I in control, Of this life I live, Of these plans you do not give? Why am I still I’m searching, deep within my soul? What must I accept, in order to complete the next phase? Where is my center, how do I end this malaise? I’ve been guided by this heart,…
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) As We Go
No, I don’t know, Though I’ve searched high and low, Who I really am? No, I do not know, Where I will go. None of this life is part of or pre-planned. I continued to search, From coast to coast. From Atlantic green, To the Pacific blue. But of this life, I make the most….
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Facing the Firing Squad
They took their aim, With their pointed judgement. Their faces of scorn, Eyes with blank stares, While they all laughed, At the subject of their jokes, While I tried to remain, Loving and calm, To project the heart’s greatest power. I watched as many, Themselves turned sour, Compassion evaporated, My tongue eviscerated, Where I have…
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) This is How I Rise
I am strong enough, I keep trying to be stronger every day. I am loved deeply, I keep telling myself this so I don’t lose the horizon. I am hopeful every day, I keep wishing if I say it enough, I will believe it. I am greater than my mistakes, I…
A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) For Peace and Hope
This used to be the only way I could communicate, To tell the truth from the lies, To understand what was real and what was not, Every word spoken out loud seems empty and lost, The ability to decipher the reality from fantasy, Those friends around me, are they really foes? Why does it seem…
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