TumultWhen your inners screamTumult in Emotional More Like This
Out so loud you think everyone can hear you
But you soon realise
that is not the case
You are trapped
Trapped and no where to go
Like the rabbit in his burrow
All exits blocked
Sitting tight ...
Waiting and hoping
Alert ready for flight
but it ain't that easy...
They are all there
Watching your every move
Tearing away at the ground to
get to you
For how long can I hold this fortress
I know not
The pain the longing the need
All things I feel
Should I just give in
Let go and be done with
I know not
But I do know...
Know that this is life
But also the thought of
The light in my Darkness
No eresNo eres ordinariaNo eres in Concrete Poetry More Like This
te remites a decir lo correcto
en el momento pertinente.
No eres seductora
prefieres ser precavida
para que no suenen las jaulas.
dejas que el silencio sea tu investigador
y el tiempo tu consejero.
No te ilusionas
tocas cada evento de forma inquisitiva
y para nada emocional.
No te admiras
mas nunca caes en falsas modestias
y siempre estas dispuesta a golpes ilustrantes.
en dudar cuando lo crees incorrecto
y tirarte al combate en busca de un desenlace.
por tus sueños y en tus sueños.
No aceptas las utopías
buscas la belleza en la verdad
y una verdad bella.
sin idealizar o idiotizarte.
intimida y atrae.
es bella por ser etérea y abstracta
como tu perfume.
No eres nada de lo que yo no quiero
ni la que nunca encontrare.
SilenceSilenceSilence in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Such a quiet and peaceful word.
Yet when silence comes around I hate her.
Shes holding my hand when your footsteps close the door
Shes bubbling when Im waiting for your call
Shes there speaking in my ear when youre shouting
And Im walking away
Its time I let go.
Both of you.
Neither of you does any good to me.
Now Im walking away.
I must to.
If I want to keep on going forward.
P.S Silence can speak so much to someone who truly listens.
Dear heart do what she says.
Let You Walk Through ItLet You Walk Through It in Free Verse More Like This
I heard every word,
And felt them like invisible daggers...
Shooting straight through to the heart of me.
Bewildered my mind struggled for solid ground to hold me.
I couldnt understand what you were saying or why.
I just felt the pain,
And in that moment I knew...
You saw only what you wanted to see...
And not what was really there.
I couldnt fight then.
I broke down as the pain overwhelmed me physically.
The tears burned like nothing I have ever felt.
Is this what unconditional love is supposed to feel like?
Is this my reward for trusting someone?
The silence that ensued brought more crushing blows.
The weight off your chest now became the weight paralyzing me.
We spoke a little later when I could find my voice...
But I knew then that something was lost,
Something beautiful that could never be retrieved,
And to hear you say were fine...
If were fine, why am I still hurting?
Why will you not give me my voice?
Why do you disappear emotionally only to reappear whe
A happy lifeA happy life in Free Verse More Like This
Look out at the world before you. Love it. Embrace it, and never let go. Because you only have one. And this is it. Search it, enjoy it, and work your way through the hard times. Because you can only live your life once, so live it happily. Linger on the details, even if it hurts. Because you can never get it back no matter how hard you try. So get the best out of it before it's too late. Become friends with old enemies, visit family members you haven't talked to in a while, and take in the scenery all in between. Because if you don't you will regret it later. Dance under the stars, sing with the birds, smile with the sun! And never keep feelings locked inside, when you know someone can help you. Live a happy life, for your own sake.
InspirationInsiration flows like a tap.Inspiration in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes in a rush, eager to go somewhere, to be fully formed
other times slow, deliberate, thoughtful, unsure.
My inspiration comes often at night
carving an uneven path through sleepy thoughts
half formed, half created by a lethargic brain.
My inspiration comes at her own pace
days and days of white paper and no ink.
Other days ink but no paper.
Heedless of my frustration.
Words and images that I have never experienced or touched
but they are real.
Sometimes with the sharpness of a teacher, I learn, always.
My inspiration is always in progress. I understand only part of
what I have created.
But I keep on learning.
And my inspiration keeps on flowing.
Sometimes in a rush and sometimes quietly.
I just have to listen.
it is not enoughit is not enough just toit is not enough in Free Verse More Like This
miss you. i have to learn
how to walk again; how to
live without meat and
kissing, how to sleep
shaped like a balled up
fist. it is not enough
just to miss you. i have
to adopt twins in
Africa, name them Lost
and Weird, forget to
feed them. i have to
go to every pet store
in America and rescue
all the seahorses. i have
to tattoo D A R K B I R D
inside my lip and stand
in children's playgrounds
like a broken arm, creaking. it
is not enough just to miss
you. it has to hurt. i
have to write poems
that last forever, interpret
dreams about buildings
burning down, flies who
leave their partners for
sad New York waitresses. i
have to work on my
posture. shave my head, wear
white dresses. i have to
be a chaffinch when i curse
into my fingers. it is not
enough to just miss you. i
have to be a crazy
crocus-woman; my lovely
hand curled close around
your heart, a bud sealed
tightly, tightly, tightly...