Heart's SongI find your beauty entrancing,Heart's Song3 days ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Your smile having far greater radiance than any stars on any star chart,
And your voice smoother than the finest silk of Tibet,
And I feel that you are what's missing
From the empty void in my chest that I call my heart,
But it's so hard to talk to you, although its been a long while since we first met.
Oftentimes, I find it hard to sleep,
Because if I fall asleep, I would dream of you,
And I would face a great pain once I awaken,
Is this madness, or is this love? My mind simply cannot compute,
My feelings for you, in this lonely heart I keep,
And these feelings form a melodious song in my heart that rings true,
Although this song is silent, I always hope that you will hearken,
To the tune that plays across my heart strings like a lute.
How much longer can I keep silent?
How much longer can I keep playing this tune?
It is not for me to say, For this heart beats,
It beats for her, for you,
I guess I'll just have to be patient,
For roses do not bloom on the
FrozenIt’s hard to see the light when you’re frozen in the dark.Frozen3 days ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I try to stay positive but it’s just too hard.
And though I find solace in the kindness of your face,
And warmth radiates from your gentle embrace,
I can’t say how alone I feel when you leave this place.
I don’t want to be a burden; I want to help you heal.
Not like an Evanescence song because the pain is just too real.
I know I sound like an NES game
Playing over and over again,
A broken record grasping for straws
Trying to seek your attention
I love you more than anything; I swear this much is true
Because there isn’t anything in this world I wouldn’t give or do for you.
March 25, 2015
What TroublesWhat, O my heart, troubles you so,What Troubles3 days ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
That binds you up and won’t let go.
Causes, your cares for you to throw,
Yet leaves you feeling quite so low?
Trust? Tell me, does it make sense
To cast off your fears from hence
TO give your heart away ere since
And further without any recompense?
Do you think you can receive love
As oft as given by you, my dove
When all it gives is you a shove?
Many better things I can think of.
You love, tis this much too true
And oft leaves you sad and blue
More worries than a scant few
Falling from your face like dew.
Who is it that you cry for my dear
And leaves you shaken full of fear
And warns you to run from here
Makes you not to think so clear?
Farewell, my love, blessings be thing
The time has come to leave all behind
Our moment was sweet and kind
And shall never leave my mind.
April 23, 2015
PorcelainSee me? Pearly white.Porcelain3 days ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A painted face. Shining bright.
Do you see here beneath
I am shattered here underneath.
Look for the crack within
My interior of porcelain.
Age with grace and beauty.
This look is but my duty.
A frown sits upon my heart
I have to work even hard
To paint a smile on my face.
Look another crack, thin,
Upon my face of porcelain.
With every chip and crack
I become more out of whack.
Were I a fabric doll
I wouldn’t worry much at all.
No more cracks, no more pain
I wouldn’t be porcelain.
Paper and cloth rip and tear
Glass and like, beyond repair.
Even if you put me back together.
Plaster, paint, gloss, and whatever
I will never be the same again.
Tis the fate of porcelain.
February 4, 2015