Open, broken sunflower seeds
scatter over the unspoken,
and that fiery stare in your eyes
says more than the last three months.
The faint stench of burnt memories
lingers in the dense space
as I glare at the cigarette ashes
resting peacefully on the coffee table.
And the void becomes thicker with
every singed corner of our lives,
while pile upon pile of forgotten news
rewrites in the back room.
The radio whispers the uncertainty
within the dimly lit flickers,
hoping our stubbornness will
fall gently into the ash tray
I can't help but wonder with each polluting
puff that escapes from your blackened lungs,
whatever happened to the
little girl with the ember lit eyes.
The Lonely MartyrThe Lonely Martyr8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Lonely Martyr
I watch the darkness
Spread across the murky floor,
As I fall upon my knees
At your feet
Gripping my side.
I have no time to
Wonder where the laughter of a child
Has faded to,
When all I hear are accusations
Of why the blood is crusted on my hands.
Then I recall it--
The screams that echoed throughout
The emptied walkway,
And the forgotten dreams that shed,
Like the feathers
On my broken wings.
A deep sigh of fear
Leaks out of my lungs
When I realize what has really happened.
I shut my bloodshot eyes,
Praying that your heart still remains
Don't you see?
I only hurt myself
So that your will is done,
Even when the devil is within
A heart's corrupted whisper.
You gently pull me up to
And I see the light bounce off
The insides of your shallow mind.
I guess you never come close
The tragedy of the lonely martyr.
ScarletScarlet8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I watch as you limp
Along the darkened path
Wondering if you need my assistance
I can almost see the dreary glare
Behind those cold lifeless pupils
As you try to make your way
Passed the mournful mornings
The sun peaks over the already
Blood-stricken land and all I can
Say is that I never want to see this again
To gaze upon the eyes of God and
Know that I have truly forsaken those
Divine purposes he bestowed on my head
No one can reveal the true meanings
Following the doubt that hang on
Your last words to me:
"Clashing of minds does nothing
Within the binding of souls,
And only you hold the portion
That completes his eternal fate."
Maybe the magpies will still my heart
And this world will close off to the unneeded essentials
When I finally see the scarlet tears
Run down your hollowed face
Remembered FlickerRemembered Flicker8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those cherished reminiscences that dwell
Behind the iris of each eye
Seem to play over in our heads,
As we watch the silver plated wall
Retell the fondest thoughts of
How naÔve we must have felt
When we realized that friendship
Is more just a mere word,
And felt the bond
That only the angels can describe as
The key finally opening
The unspoken entrance.
Although the clouds may gather
Around the already benevolent dreams,
Our bond grows stronger as time spills
Out from the blinding hour glass,
And you smile as if you already know
Our next moves in lifeó
That the pathways we all follow
May branch out in endless ways,
But always remains intertwined
Within the silver and gold.
So just close your eyes,
As this film starts to scroll the end credits
Because there's another feature
That's just as memorable as the last.
CoveredCovered8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cover my eyes
Trying to hide the tears flowing from within
And all I can hear is your taunting voice
Reminding me of my perpetual letdowns
This guilt pulls me down to the
Level of broken wails
As my sorrow washes away any
Views left in this world
A true whisper rests on these lips
And will remain there
For even the sleepless disregard this
Let me thank you
From the pit of my bloody, bare, broken core
The likes of you deserves to be placed about all the rest
Glorified in all of your selfish arrogance
I hope you see the looks on your followers' faces
As they backstab you
Consider this karma
Or anything else if you want
But as long as the world turns
In the center of God's palm
They will see
Your blackened spirit