“Utopia” by Tony Hanes

 “Euphoria is medically recognized as an emotional and mental state defined as a sense of great (usually exaggerated) elation and wellbeing. Technically, euphoria is an affect, [1] but the term is often colloquially used to define emotion as an intense, transcendent happiness combined with an overwhelming sense of wellbeing. The word derives from Greek εὐφορία, "power of enduring easily, fertility" *wikipedia

I woke up
Looked at the other side of my bed
It was you
I fell back into a deep sleep
"Smiling"

The "Sun" and "Ocean" collided
Out the window,
 "Birds" assessed the beach for scraps.
An image called hope,
 appeared through the clouds.
I sat up escaping sweet dreams,
continuing to “Smile”.
Tired,
I laid back down.

As the alarm clock,
had a discussion with the future,
I sat up again.
Breakfast,
 cracked the crevices of my nostrils,
I "Win".
I knew you were the one,
we both started to"Grin".
I remember when I found you,
a love affair with no "End".
Still “Smiling",
I laid back enjoying the Aroma,
with no reason to "Frown",
whenever you're around.
This is how "Completness" sounds.

Love like this ran past “Euphoria”
Speeding
Unreal
Unbelievable
Heaven within each heartbeat,
"Inconceivable"


The End

"Gleam of Light" ..short poetry

Looking out my rear view mirror,
I could see bliss,
disappearing in the fog.
Each mile driven,
was a detour,
away from comfort.

The End

"Indistinct" (very short poem)

Disaster strikes the minds of most.
How does one cope,
with visual poisons and delusions?
The confusion is a plot by intelligent minds,
who offer sleeping gas,
to the average citizens design.

The End

SADE "A Relationship Sour" - Dedication Poem

Sade is my favorite female singer so this is why I had no choice but to do a little freestyle on her. I used her song titles. Obviously :)

 

On my balcony, I watched stars dance around the moon,

 lusting for communication.

We use to "Cherish the Day", when each hour was like "Paradise".

I must admit, "This is No Ordinary Love”.

A year ago, I thought I was a "Smooth Operator",

 as I approached you in the local Jazz Club.

I was arrogant and naive at the same time,

talking about "Nothing Can Come Between Us",

once you groove to my mellow movements.

I must admit, I'm stupid.

My siblings, each preached the gospel,

 after six months of mental torture.

Damn, this “Soldier of Love”,

is the definition of mental torture.

Your passion is magnetic but,

"It’s Never As Good as The First Time",

Well…………Sometimes.

I was determined to ignore everyone because,

 love is "Stronger Than Pride".

Maybe this was lust, maybe you run from trust.

My Aunt called you a "Jezebel",

but you’ve given me "The Kiss of Life".

I would like to “Hang On To Your Love”,

even if it kills me.

Hell, this “Mermaid” actions,

just might kill me.

"Is it a Crime",

that even though we fight a "War of Hearts",

I still love you?

Somewhere in the middle of this Institution,

I seek refuge from you but I remain stubborn.

You are the Vulture, eating at my remains.

Mentally, I stay "By Your Side",

there is no need to "Keep Looking".

Maybe, I’m going insane.

Tonight,

I serve as the "King of Sorrow".

I BELIEVE IN YOU.

I'm Stupid.

This is “A Relationship Sour”

You use to be Sweet.

”Why Can’t We Live Together”?

You use to be so Sweet.

Without your armor,

 I know longer have a “Bullet Proof Soul”.

 

The End

"By The Boardwalk" (short poem)

A strong tide touched the sand,
as Crabs made my acquaintance.
At a Distance,
I watched them Kiss.
By the Boardwalk,
A strong tide took me away.

The End

“Beautiful Struggle“

The....Beautiful Struggle...




-Dedicated to my future wife...

We woke up to a sensual sunrise,

as the tide started to subside,

our dreams began to collide.

Beside me, there is hope.

Within ecstasy, we “still” strive for more.

I never knew love like this before.

This is a beautiful struggle,

no more pain will you ever have to juggle.

I've learned to recover as well,

true passion has allowed me to exhale.

To experience the "definition" of life,

destroys any doubt in my soul.

We stand bold,

not knowing what the future my hold.

Finding you, I know I struck “Gold”.

Melting within your kiss,

the “beautiful struggle” continues.

Thirsty for you, I drink the nectar of joy,

not one "drop" is missed.

Our menu of elation,

make others around us jealous.

“They” can’t understand THIS,

Most can’t fathom the deepness of "sure" BLISS.

So, I fight the "beautiful struggle",

trying to wrap my head around this intensity.

Attempting to believe,

that you really "happened" to me.

I see nothing move around us,

we are caught in the matrix.

Two characters molded from ancient stanzas,

living forever on poetic pages.

The End

(c) TonyHanesPoetry2013

“God-Realization…In My Eyes”

“God-realization, according to Indian guru Meher Baba, is the highest state of consciousness and the goal and ultimate destiny of all souls in creation. Ultimately the ego weakens through endless expression of itself in many lifetimes of experience, finally disappearing completely in full Self or God-realization.” *wikipedia

On the rock it stated
“Here resides the bed of a tired soul”
No more battles with Mother Nature
The wind blew
All walked away
Until everyone is at "Rest"

Before rest,
there is struggle.
On the "journey" to visit the most high,
we look back in disbelief.
Family members "wave"
Tears slowly fall,
and melt into "yesterday".
The "grave" marks the cave of dreams.


Now,
he is one with the most high.
I sigh;
knowing one day it will be my turn.
I laugh,
because we use to laugh together,
now forever,
is really "forever".

Carved on another lonely rock,
were the words...
“In My Eyes God is Real”...
I slowly got into the car,
humbled with a depleted ego.
Until we meet again,
I will visit you my friend,
on these quiet grounds,
bonding us "Eternally",
bonding us until "God wins".


The End