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What Lies Within
Days of old are gone and here i am in the new of things Trying to survive the way of changes and what it brings
Frightened at times to say the least yet forward i must go
In a mainstream of competition as my words loudly flow
Deeply i reach into my soul to find which direction to take
Pulling all that hides within to surface no matter the heart break
Dark and weary my thoughts begin in this motion of creativity
Experiences and passions brings me to my theory of relativity
I battle myself as i find in me which has been lost so long its so deep
In searching i scream cry laugh at all the insanities in me that creep
Skipping a hearts beat to see there is happiness somewhere inside me
Though it has been masked by past mistakes i can feel this clearly
It has blinded my way as i reach to grab what self worth in me is left
The hardness the sadness that lays beneath the soul lingering as i bereft
Long and weary roads some going nowhere some leading to magic places
Leaves one captive in there own world pleading for mercy of good graces
The fight has been a brutal one of wounds and hidden scars of many battles
Though i find still there is inner strength with in me to conquer all that rattles
To ease the mind and soften the heart to open my soul to mend what has been torn
As a new day approaches i rise and breathe wondering what is ahead fearing the scorn
For a rapture of things come to me so devine as my emotions begin to sing a song
A melody so loud it reaps and moves my soul and gathers all that has gone wrong
To lift me high among my own clouds to ride the breezy winds of hope and glory
Sailing me into a mighty storm of memories of that once upon a time princess story
Alive and well i go onward in living and surviving all that comes my merry way
To think of yesterdays goodbyes and tomorrows shine giving me much to say
I leave you now with thoughts of one so dark and deep so true of myself you see
To find a path of insight into my mind and soul to ponder the depth so far inside me
Copyright © 2010
Tags: SweetMo Poetry Music Writing Songwriting
 The Sea Of Life~So Bitter Sweet
As I stand here alone at the sea of life i watch the waves and hear the kissing of the water as it meets with the warmth of the sands
I wonder in the beauty of it all as i reach out to the sky in hopes of touching the glittered stars with my hands
Precious tears begin to trickle from my eyes as i watch alone out to sea as it soothes my aching soul in all that my watered filled eyes can see
Seashells and fossils on the ground beneath me lying around old and broken just like me yet so suttle they lay so calmly free
Worn by the years and weathered by time hardened with pain and drowned with cries of love lost in the yearning for a new awakening
A storm of passion comes in with the tide of time and fills this sorrowful sea with kindred souls of the same who are lost and shaking
Believing in the darkened sky and the moons shadow of beauty and soon to follow its morning shine of rays in the rising of the sun
The brilliant shine dances upon the flowering of our souls and all in which sings the songs of love sublime as the sea whale has done
I hear the melody of cries sung soulfully beneath the waters in the sea of sorrow so dark as we embrace the oceans depth of hope like a tether
Fighting against the raining showers of sadness bursting ones heart with tidal waves of lifes hurricane storms of casted weather
We await for the rolling tides of passion so strong as they crash into the shore leaving soft tender star fish kisses beneath our feet
Filling our souls benevolently with precious treasures hidden deep within like the sacred sea oyster protects its pearl so sweetly discreet
Swimming deep beneath this sea of life are souls entwine like seaweed where you will find the loves lost lying against the sand stone engraved
A hundred hearts would be too few to hold all the love the sea of sorrow contains as currents of souls flow to the shore to be saved
So overwhelming the passion as i stand on the shore of sorrow no longer alone as the tide washes up all the love lost in this sea of life
So Bitter Sweet
So Bitter Sweet
The Sea Of Life
Copyright ©2010 Monalisa Stewart
Tags: SweetMo Poetry Music Writing Songwriting
 " BEEN THINKING''
''THE DESTRUCTION OF LOVE"
Been thinking...
Mmmmmm...
Yea! Yea!
Been thinking hard and clear of my own guidance into this realm i have only had thoughts and fantasies where in they lie deep within the other...
I reached out for the other and grasp hold,inducing a desire unknown to me.For i have never slipped this far into another, from pure thought alone, where there is no harm, no sadness nor fear, just a giving of the soul, blending freely.
Deeply i look into the other and see what i only see in myself, which draws me nearer to an erotic path of self destruction.With a twist of bliss and a touch of darkness, having a desire to lay into the others soul.With no restraints or binding to mislead the openness as it is,for what it is,just an existence that approaches the mind and the thought then begins, to the beginning of these words.
Been thinking...
Yea! Yea!
Been thinking hard and clear of my own guidance into the others realm,for i have only had thoughts and fantasies where in they lie deep within the other...
Have i gone mad ,am i running into a cascaded wall or a mirror of reflection,to face what i already know and to find the other to be outlined, stuck on the edge, the same limb i have been out on, cold ,oblique and dark,searching,reaching into the others soul,where i can lay in a bed of peace.
So safe and sound to only hear the tone from the others words so deep, so raw, yet so sweet in the thirst of truth, that it lingers from our souls into the mind and the trip begins back to the beginning once again....
Been thinking...
Yea! Yea!
Been thinking hard and clear of my own guidance into this realm i have only had thoughts and fantasies, where in they lie deep within the other...
Should i go steadfast or back away unleashing a connection i have driven madly into.
As i attach the whispering of my soul into the other,hearing the voice it's sweet tones, those words,killing me so softly.With a thirst of expression,that i can only taste,the acceptance of my giving to the other.A need,unconditional,unbounded,for in these words you see,we once again begin thinking...
Been thinking...
Yea! Yea!
Been thinking hard and clear of my own guidance into this realm i have only had thoughts and fantasies,where in they lie deep with in the other...
I can not reach no more, for i am expiring one touch,one breath,that exist inside me,a time of gratitude.Succeed,i did, in crossing a bridge of solitude that was softened by thoughts of passion.Crazy, naughty,evil,beautiful,tragic little secrets, kept treasured deep inside.
Burning like a fire, so hot, sparks ignite a sexual fire that stimulates the mind and escalates it higher then it has ever been.
So profound,this togetherness, its a crisp healing of pleasure.
Drenched in ecstasy, with no inhibitions,unchained,yet secured in an incredible openness of the mind and taking of the soul.
An acceptance of the other,which only brings me back to the beginning once again.
Been thinking...
Yea! Yea!
Been thinking hard and clear of my own guidance into this realm i have only had thoughts and fantasies,where in they lie deep within the other...
Just as yesterday and tomorrow so true this is what it is ,nothing more then what each new horizon will bring upon the touch we gave so freely ....
Soaring into the "WINDS OF OUR" minds ...
Been thinking...
Yea! Yea!
I have been thinking hard and clear on my own guidance into this realm of destruction,will i fail this attempt will the walls i built safely around me finally crumble and fall....
Been thinking...
Yea! Yea!
I have been thinking hard and clear your spinning in my mind so fast i cant keep up ,been thinking...Yea i have been thinking hard and clear ,forever in my thoughts, you chase me, when i run and hide, you find me,somewhere in the depth of my mind,and back to the beginning,in that realm of destruction,wondering into what i know can lead me back to the beginning, where i been thinking...
Yea! Yea!
Been thinking hard and clear you are here in my thoughts so deep within, been thinking yea! I have been thinking what it is, is what it is....A realm of Destruction...
Yea! Yea!
Mmmmmmm...
Been Thinking...
Yea! Yea!
DESTRUCTION OF LOVE....
Copyright ©2010 Monalisa Stewart
Tags: SweetMo Poetry Music Writing Songwriting
~Dark Angel~
I softly speak of passion in the dark beneath the shadowing of the moon As the sweetness of my blood is rushing and racing through my pulsing veins all too soon Pumping in my heart that desired sweet nectar the fixing of my beloved ones needing In the night i hear his whispering cry as he hungers for my soul and its bleeding Standing in the shadows of the moon unscathed alone i wait for his arrival My dark angel of beauty his love his needing that feeds my craving soul I long for his touch his sharpened bite of love upon my skin to heal me Placing deep inside me fires of passion drenching me with ecstasy In the deep and dark of the night passionately submissive to him I surrender only to him in his wings of love that hover me as he comes for his fix That feeding of love so tender to our souls entwining a belonging uninhibited to one another in a rapture of sweet caresses He peers into my desired filled eyes seeing my need of his love in which to me he confesses Naked we lay upon the graves in where buried deep are ancient loved ones from the past We are bounded to eternity together we survive in the dark of dreams in the night that last forever Our souls fly through the dark with opened wings under the moons shadow Never to depart only to embrace that dark kiss that sweet bite of nectar we ravishingly swallow So softly i speak of passion in the dark beneath the shadowing of the moon As the sweetness of my blood is rushing and racing through my pulsing veins all too soon
Copyright © 2010Monalisa Stewart
Tags: SweetMo Poetry Music Writing Songwriting
"Thoughts Of A Writer"
In comes the blazing crimson moon as the dark of the night falls...
Into a calm place i fade gazing at shadows made from lit candles on the walls...
With paper and pen in hand i sit here with thoughts and more...
Of joys today tears of yesterday and trials from before....
The venues in my mind are endless spinning in there own delight...
Erupting fires into the depth of thought so brilliant so bright...
My imagination sparkles from within the light and path to my soul...
A journey of experiences and emotions inspiration the writers tool...
As i write in rhyme and reason the things that move me the most...
Wars of the world friendships family and love they're worth every boast...
A thousands words come in expression of what i feel and see...
A creative masterpiece of art to be cherished by one freely...
An opening of myself to the eyes that cast upon my words of magic...
Coloring minds with golden glimpses of words some fascinatingly beautiful least not forget the tragic...
Life is a mystery in itself with treasures and jewels of a million different things...
The gift of individuality like waves tiding to the shore not one the same uniqueness it brings...
A calmness to thought will arrive contemplating meditation to silence my soul refreshing it with peace...
For tomorrow brings another day awakening of the mind for the thoughts within never cease...
The minds activity is easy you see its reluctant to reality
and most favors ones dreams...
So off i go into slumber where the bliss of creativity is endless it seems...
For the thoughts and creativity of a writer you see never ends...
It is just a new enlightenment where the next chapter begins...
Copyright ©2010 Monalisa Stewart
Tags: SweetMo Poetry Music Writing Songwriting
"Her Calling"
I walked into the forest today in hopes to be blessed with inner peace as i heard a whispering breeze;
As it blew thru the snapping and crackling of old and starving tall wooded trees...
I heard the crying of winds reaching steadfast to my soul in rhythm of my hearts beat;
It was she mother goddess who created the earths carpet which lays beneath my very feet...
All i could see was smog which clouded her eyes as tears of acid raindrops fell from her face;
I bowed to her picking a wilted flower that once was colored with magical grace....
I knew then my age of innocence was over as i felt my soul appending to crawl upon the earth;
Feeling a mighty need to fight the enemy of her wars as its her who gave nature birth...
She has nurtured all thru many trudgeries in this beautiful yet some how tragic worldly life.;
Thru strickened wastelands and the extinction of her creatures from horrendous strife...
She has stood strong against falling rock crumbling from majestic mountains;
Fought the crashing tidal waves of deadly waters of ocean deep fountains...
Inhaled the disease of the air and exhaled the waste from the ignorance of mankind;
She bares the ignorance of souls in the depth of valleys within shaded trees entwined...
She has casted her breath upon fields and pastures bringing forth the yellow of mustard seeding;
Her vining heart endures chemical fumes of mans pollution causing toxic watered creeks bleeding....
Our fruits she bares to feed our bellies full is ending in the global sickness in all the seasons changing;
Leaving me with screams of anger as i see it is humans filled with apathy and many more engaging....
I honor and worship her and stand strong beside her in the final stand of her calling;
In hopes all humanity will follow me with full armor to save our land to fight without falling...
The age of innocence is over as my soul crawls the stricken earth;
In battle fields for mother goddess to fight the enemy for all its worth....
I shall grow old grasping firmly to her wooded trunk of strength to the end of time;
In knowing i fought this war for her in return her gift to me will be ever sublime....
Her Calling...
Copyright ©2011
Monalisa Stewar
Tags: Poetry Songwriting Writing Soulful Imagination
Mother Earth She Rules To The End
As i walk into the forest rich,upon the breast of ole mother earth;
I grasp the beauty of my individuality,my birth!
I walk naked,my soul,mind and body pure;
For when my trials are at its final test,a prayer to mother earth is the cure!
The Tree's,Oh!The Tree's....
Mother Godess...
They are the crimson angels of your forest;
Sheltering that,which dare walk the path you so made the best!
Oh!Mother Earth,Oh!Mother Earth....
Shower my nakedness with your purity;
Fill me with your courage and strength,expand my mind with clarity!
Your creatures big and small walk along side me;
Protecting me from harms way,teaching me your heart to see!
Oh!Mother Earth!Oh! Mother Earth....
I bow to you and worship your every way to say the least;
As i lay to slumber in your wooded bed of peace!
My walk will never end for there is much to learn;
Valley low and mountain high,it's your wisdom i so yearn!
With out you mother earth how shall i live;
How can i repay you for all you give!
For without you, we would have no drink,nor food to eat;
I am gracious Oh! Mother Earth....
This is written in the watered creeks of my soul,
sculptured in the valleys of my heart,imbedded in my very feet!
I am bounded to you mother earth, above all;
On my knee's,I surrender to your final call!
Oh!Mother Earth...Oh!Mother Earth....
Copyright © 2009 Monalisa Stewart
Tags: SweetMo Poetry Music Writing Songwriting
Mother Earth She Rules To The End
As i walk into the forest rich,upon the breast of ole mother earth;
I grasp the beauty of my individuality,my birth!
I walk naked,my soul,mind and body pure;
For when my trials are at its final test,a prayer to mother earth is the cure! The Tree's,Oh!The Tree's....
Mother Godess...
They are the crimson angels of your forest;
Sheltering that,which dare walk the path you so made the best!
Oh!Mother Earth,Oh!Mother Earth....
Shower my nakedness with your purity;
Fill me with your courage and strength,expand my mind with clarity!
Your creatures big and small walk along side me;
Protecting me from harms way,teaching me your heart to see!
Oh!Mother Earth!Oh! Mother Earth....
I bow to you and worship your every way to say the least;
As i lay to slumber in your wooded bed of peace!
My walk will never end for there is much to learn;
Valley low and mountain high,it's your wisdom i so yearn!
With out you mother earth how shall i live;
How can i repay you for all you give!
For without you, we would have no drink,nor food to eat;
I am gracious Oh! Mother Earth....
This is written in the watered creeks of my soul,
sculptured in the valleys of my heart,imbedded in my very feet!
I am bounded to you mother earth, above all;
On my knee's,I surrender to your final call!
Oh!Mother Earth...Oh!Mother Earth....
Copyright © 2009 Monalisa Stewart
Tags: SweetMo Poetry Music Writing Songwriting
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