SECOND WIND

SECOND WIND
A Poem by Rene Velez

I'm looking for steps to begin again.
I must have pissed off God again.
I walk these dark streets without a friend.
Rewriting myself without a pen.

Change will never ask when,
searching internally for my second wind.
From the things I've seen to the places I've been.
Welcome to the follies of a wordsmith comedian.

I've tossed foreign coins in a wishing well
and karma bought me hell.
In my silent yell, in my silent spell,
I wait for life and death to gel.

I am a rebel. I like to rebel.
In this holding cell, I call a body.
One day I will be worthy.

Lastly, I call no clergy.
In this walk I seek no mercy.

© 2011 Rene Velez

Reviews

[Amila Jay]

Well rhymed, excellent poem:)

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Quite nice, I like the rhyming in this write.

[LadyCardiac]

I tossed foreign coins in a wishing well
and karma bought me hell... fierce... redmeption...footprints... so many thoughts and cant quiet word it.

[Joshua]

Amazing work, Rene. I enjoy the way the mood of the poem changes to become even darker towards the end than at the first few lines. The last stanza is especially good.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Saved by the word...
This is Masterpiece, Rene!

[Tkess]

I like this. That inner search we all go through from time to time. The rhyme and flow are spot on. Very nice write.

[Aidz]

Kewl as always Rene :)

[Larry Dyson]

VIENTO DE SEGUNDO
Un poema de Rene Vélez




Estoy buscando nuevos pasos para volver a empezar
Yo debo haber cabreado a Dios otra vez
Ando estas calles oscuras sin un amigo
reescritura de mí mismo sin una pluma


los cambios nunca preguntar cuando, esto lo dejo a los hombres más sabios
como buscar internamente mi viento de segundo
lanzó la idea de una victoria en el cubo de basura
pensamientos tontos son un pecado solitario para todos
locuras de un comediante importa desnuda


Lanzaron monedas extranjeras en un ánimo de bien
y karma me compró hell, no encuentro viento de segundo
pero un silencio gritar a este hechizo críptico de excel
como espero vida y muerte para gel


opciones sin sentido para impulsar este rebelde
para luchar contra el remolcador y tire del Diablo
en esta celda de la celebración, este templo pido un cuerpo
el viaje redactado que mi alma ha incorporado


en primer lugar
No pido clero
en este paseo no busco merced

[biggerthenu]

nice write and God is very forgiving see the error of ur ways and make ur next move ur best move>>>>thanks for sharing

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Second wind?? great title!! not sure where that saying comes from..will have to look into that LOL (how anal am I?) :)

solid rhyme and meter..has a spoken word/slam feel about it..flows well..I think personally life is what you make it..Karma..is bullshit..and God..he's here waiting for us to take owership..great work