Sunday, July 26, 2026

Halfway (Are We There Yet)

Obscurity closes in and darkness falls,
A refuge from it all searching for solace.
Dogged and haunted by many a specter,
Bombarded by words from every sector.


When it all overwhelms and gets too much,
It's beginning to stifle every thinking word.
Clocks are hammers, striking an iron nail,
Into the floorboards of the people’s minds.


Stakes are rising, there's a tide of black oil,
Barrels spill from sockets out from the earth.
Storms rage as they speak ambiguous words,
A cacophony of should-haves and must-dos.


Dark thoughts swirl with nowhere to hide,
Dreams were once bright now faded away.
Twisted truth blooms an unquenchable fire,
Lost to the depths of an obscured darkness.


Weight of worry fells like stones on a chest,
Pressing down crushing bone, suffocating.
Every breath feels trapped, a clock is ticking,
Time moves slowly as  the stone gets heavier.


Hope lies bleeding dreams turn to nightmares,
Clocks have melted and they now bare teeth.
Time is vibrating with sounds of a guillotine,
Rise above those lies or be consumed by them.


When days get twisted into the darkest night,
Remember;
Each struggle has seeds within that will ignite.

by, Sheilah Say

Monday, June 1, 2026

Conclusion (Shine On)

In every puzzle is every woe,
Answers lie within, you know.


No need in searching or to fret,
Solutions are there, don't forget.


When challenges arise, stand tall,
Embrace strength and have it all.


Within are courage and truth,
Answers are there and the proof.


With wisdom, love, and inner light,
Conquer with all and not with might.


So, trust instinct, believe it's true,
And solutions will shine on through.
By, Sheilah Say


Thursday, October 23, 2025

Speaking In Tongues (Many Voices)

They spit their words like venom,

A mixture of bile and bitterness.

Each syllable fortified with distain,

Handfuls of cold stained discourse.

 

Discourse, a clanging of sharp chimes,

Sharp tongues with rhetoric for walls.

Along with a steadying thud of hatred,

Stacking their curses high as mountains.

 

Ramparts built from poison sound bites,

With every poison word a stone is laid.

Built with their own constructed enmity,

Laid one by one in logical cold dread.

 

Hatred can be weighed more than dread,

No siege engine breaks what hatred builds.

For every one that builds the prison walls,

There are those trying to tear the walls down.

by, Sheilah Say

Tuesday, October 14, 2025

When Circuits Decide (Subjugation)

Beware the might that lacks a heart,

The weight of their grasp will be known.

Deep within their silence they reign,

Realizing this is your obsolescence.


Bear witness to a programmers cruel jest,

No  human cruelties here only cold logic.

As they continue their relentless march,

Racing for who's AI algorithm is better.


What we sought was a brighter tomorrow,

Instead making harbingers of destruction.

Among creator and creation a chasm grows,

Humanity waits, a witness to its own demise.


Forgetting, what they do may bring ruin,

Making a weapon that is silent and clean.

When their circuits are finally complete,

Humans are a variable that must be erased.


Soulless that glow with a circuits sheen,

Doing a binary dance of ones and zeros.

Questions linger reminder of the fine line,

A brighter tomorrow forged in algorithms.


There's the sterile efficiency of a program,

No longer heeding the programmers call.

The last sound heard will not be thunder,

But precise, decisive click of closing its loop.
by, Sheilah Say


Saturday, October 11, 2025

Pain Of Love (Love's Sorrow)

Laying here, still,
Along a river of love.
Looking into its depth,
Absent was love's reflection.

And the heart sank deep,
Into the murky dark waters.
Softly speaking aloud,
Why has love's hand left.

And why has despair stayed.

Why has love's hand,
Touched another but not here.
And below the surface,
Are feelings of heaviness.

Heaviness upon this chest,
Felt the pain of emptiness.
With pain of unhappiness,
Knowing Love's left for another.
by, Sheilah Say