The Off Grid Life

the off-grid life.

untied from the shackles of strife,

2017, the modern existence,

getting on the property ladder, how does anyone have a chance?
20, 25 or 30, forced to work to pay every bill,

going to work all hours, struggling to find a way, a life against our will,

needing the money from any form of work, mostly unprogressive, unhappy 
life passing by, frustrating, anger, decreasing self-worth, causing individuals to be snappy

unfulfilled, potentials are not met, working a job all day, unable to progress,

money is the key factor, for bills to be met, let me digress.

often they still aren't causing pain and suffering, stress and depression,

homelessness is rife through the country, a feeling of regression,

a feeling of being stuck, how to retrain and improve your careers?
speak to friends or family and the same conversation, doubts, and fears
if only another option was available,

one that was accepted and not just for the vulnerable,

the homeless, the people with nothing,

but how is this existence different? it is truly crushing,

once you can see that your life is consumed with working for money,

the soul has passed, your energy too, it can get so hard it's not even funny,

but who understands? in the face of consumerism, higher purchase, loans, and debt,

who is living a life, truly satisfied, and their dreams are met?

Not all people living off-grid are rich in cash!
but they aim for other needs; security in food & energy, it's worth a bash,


a growing transition for many people too,

it's not just for the hippies, the spiritual, it's for people like me and you,

think about it for a moment or two...

who would you be without your car, house and your possessions?
is that person you portray the real you? or do you blend in so people don't ask questions?
are you honest with your family and friends?

or do you sit behind a desk wishing it would end?
there is a wealth of knowledge of old traditions,

from a time when they lived without these conditions,

the conditions of social media, advertising, marketing ads or vlogs

when screen time didn't consume every waking hour, and children were fascinated with tadpoles transforming into frogs.

hours spent outside, climbing trees, playing at the park,

not allowed home unless it was tea time or had gotten dark.


a shift is happening, ecotherapy, wild schooling, bushcraft, and hikes,

forest schooling, homeschooling, people walking and out on their bikes,

scientists are noticing the effects on children's behaviors, reduced health issues,

ADHD,  also a boost in self-awareness, positivity, confidence and mental health issues

is it easier to sit a child down to hours in front of the tv, or ipad?

than it is to spend a few hours playing down the park with dad?

or baking a cake with mum, the importance of these skills are being misplaced,

in this consumerism world, with employees a number, in a life so fast-paced.


Off-grid living, the communities hidden away,

all they want is a parcel of land to look after their needs, but hey,

that's not possible, 'cause where will the local council get their tax,

with the community, living off the land, growing food and chopping wood with an axe,

the need and usage of government-owned services would become minute,

living simply and within your skills of the land, renewables used, an abundance of fruit,

food preserved in many forms, jams and chutneys, frozen meat,

enough food to last year-round to survive through winter, or in the heat,

the food produced off the land, tending the garden, and grown for nutrition,

the most important for life and health also said to aid in remission.

off grid homesteaders, don't need to take the flack,

with health as the focus, working outdoors to provide, lowering the need for prozac,
comments from shallow minded people need not be said,

the power of community, working together, I want to spread,

to include children in the transition, of conserving nature and our wildlife,


the tranquil setting amongst the seasons, watching the stars, that's my type of nightlife.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my first time sharing my poetry, (after a few friends encouraged me that I should) please be kind and send your thoughts.

Also all words are opinions of myself in the modern world that we live in. 

This is not meant to cause offense, harm, upset to anyone, and if it does please understand that is not my intention.


Many thanks,

"Power of Positive Thought"

by Jeph Johnson


First I said (and was pessimistic):

"My memory ain't what it used to be."

Then I turned it around to be positive:

"I am remembering my memory being better"

Meaning I have added a new memory and am remembering things I have never remembered before!

Author's Notes/Comments: 


View daddyo's Full Portfolio

Heart on a Wild Ride

I was running through the wilderness,

Heart torn and eyes too big to see,

In my fortress of solitude,

A temporary space to escape in,

You came to me in my dreams.


Now my heart beats proudly, as you’re holding on to me,

I painted perfection; it’s only you that I can see.

You’ve taught me I’m a fighter,

When naked, I still believe,

You are more than just a figment of imagination.


This love is a fire, that when touched it can heal,

Burning passion lingers, the reason I breathe,

The future is ours, a wild ride together; we are free,

We are just ordinary people in our extra-ordinary worlds,

When with you there’s nothing I can’t believe,

I loved you before I met you,

You came to me in my dreams.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

The repeat of the refrain may bug some people, but it's to show from the beginning to the present (there is no end).

Cathartic Liberation

Here comes the downer,
The falling from my pedestal,
Smashing my knees on the impact of the fall.
Thought I was so high and untouchable,
Now I’m a worm crawling across the floor.

Chewing at my skin to find the feeling,
Self-preservation in a tightly-wound cocoon.
Hollow on the inside,
The scream is nothing but a sigh,
Trying to hide the pain,
But this heart is shared and isn’t all mine to have.

A face painted with beauty that has no ego,
Is a watercolour that blurs in my mind.
I reach out and touch perfection,
It dissolves in ripples by my own hand.

Here comes the upper,
The muscle tightens as I run on scarred limbs.
High on my cathartic liberation,
For the first time my reflection meets my gaze.
Burning the pedestal,
There’s more to myself than my selfish needs,
So much to live for,
Time has an infinite story.

I search to find the limit to my own evolution,
Hindsight comes with the regret of being too slow.

View 's Full Portfolio

Positive Epiphany

Caught in the moment,
Sometimes we forget to breathe:
A simple thing to forget,
When life drags you by the knees.

They say that life is all perception,
An individual vision to direct and command.
Expect the unexpected,
Make the most of what you have.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Simple but effective methinks.


View 's Full Portfolio

Black & White: The First Dream


The first dream with the most strange colors,

Which are no colors: black and white.

Why they erased the colors in my dream?

On this I had no answer.


Surrounded in the most bright white,

Was I, cloaked in positivity.

Pure and perfected,

As the most innocent child.


Cloaked in shadow, blackened,

Was the halo of Nyarlathotep.

The unknown, the mysterious;

Being stuck in His web...


Being together the Yin & Yang,

One in darkness, the other bright in light.

O, Nug and Yeb together,

The inseparable twins alive!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts about a dream I had.

Khalia's Positive Turn Around

Uplifting Pieces

Psst hey there.

My name is Khalia

and i know what it's like to feel empty.

empty inside and out.

empty all around.

see, my past life was full of happiness, joy and greatness

but no matter where life took me

i always felt empty.

i felt like a loner, though i had many friends

i felt ugly, though people told me otherwise

i needed something on me, beside me, with me to fill that void.

That void of something

something i never knew or know now.

When something good hits me i always think of the bad possibilities. You know why?

Because it's so easy to think of good things

and celebrate them

but its hard to see the bad

so I just cut to the chase.

I think about a bad prize

instead of enjoying a good thing that I've got.

I get into a relationship

and think of all the bad things that man is going to do to me

because I'm used to it.

I'm almost always right too.

Just when I start to feel comfortable something or someone has to rain on my parade.

Hmm, then I wonder what do i do now?

I think I'm a very smart person

but I make dumb decisions.

I'm full of SOO much potential

because I stay bottled up.

Competition is fierce

I'm always thinking bout new ways to get money or to make money.

I see a lot of celebrities lose it all.

I've lost it all.

That's the easy part


gaining it back is hard.

But I'm gonna try.

That's going to be my first good step

in this journey called life.

I just ate some positivity

and now I'm full

I'm done feeling empty.

Because my name is Khalia

and I've been through the worst

So now I deserve the best

View darealbonkerz's Full Portfolio