What Did I Do to Make You Leave?Part of my love will remain
like the family dog by its home,
Mournful eyes trained on the door,
its tail thumps at every movement
that could speak to hope--
the silent prayer that it was not left,
surely not sentenced to
being utterly unwanted.
If its eyes could water, spill over in sorrow,
The floor is cold in the lonely dark,
and the shadows of the moon
bring painful memories to the deserted;
an echo of warmth that once was known.
With a tired whine that stirs the dust,
it settles into half-hallucinations that
the branches pawing at the window are keys in a lock,
and it aches to be remembered and reclaimed.
It struggles to realize that
in the eyes of its owners old,
it outgrew their love and was
no longer wanted.
No amount of howling will bring them back.
A Slower Way to DrownCry me an ocean crashing,A Slower Way to Drown in Free Verse More Like This
its sultry blues rolling.
I am tumbling through the deep,
and I've forgotten I can't breathe.
Salt in my lungs, rattling.
I am buried up to my neck,
my head facing the tides that
come whispering in.
Blink and You'll Miss ItThe wind reminds me ofBlink and You'll Miss It in Free Verse More Like This
the empty space to my left,
which I swear you filled
only minutes ago.
But if I rested my hand
where you were sitting,
it would be just as cold as
the realization that you're gone.
The Last SunsetMy broken shadow stumbled onThe Last Sunset in Free Verse More Like This
and left me dragging like the sun.
The twisted branches snagged the sky...
how skeletal, their fingers stretching.
The earth I knew choked on the last
of yesterday's dried and cracking dreams,
now I am stumbling through the dust
chasing my spirit through withered leaves.
HeavyWhen you let me goHeavy in Free Verse More Like This
by the side of the road,
please remember the string
that you tied to my soul.
I'm the balloon you inflated
just to let go;
the night is too cold
and I'm sinking so slowly down.
Why'd you have to cut this
the thin wire trailing
from my heartbeat to yours?
Remember the science of
the desolate sky,
because the night is too cold
and I'm sinking so slowly down.
It's Not Coming BackAnd he was the voiceless, unforgiving wind.It's Not Coming Back in Free Verse More Like This
She screamed to his back while he forgot her name,
and each step he took into the sun
was met by the setting of hers.
It's a cold night where she stands,
and she coughs on the frost in her lungs,
choking on the memory of last night's air.
She mourns the death of yesterday
through nostalgic eyes,
and like a child, declares it's only sleeping.
Summer SundaysI tried to remember how to braid.Summer Sundays in Free Verse More Like This
Summer matured, and so had I,
but by weaving my hair
into childhood patterns,
I was half my age and wiser.
The fan in the window
drew in smells like suitors,
courting my nostalgia.
They were reminders of innocence;
cut lawns and clean laundry,
coupled with the spitting rhythm
of the sprinkler
and the dogs huffing at the cats
hunting for brunch in the lillies.
I will abandon sensibilities
to the water in the garden hose,
and soak myself to the soul
in the last hours of my freedom.
I am no longer a child,
but July can grasp at those straws I threw away
in the hopes that maturity
traded curfews for a different shade of joy.
I just never imagined it would be
the same color as the orange smiles
that made my sisters and I shriek with laughter
until we fell off the hammock
in a giggling heap.
SeparateYou are on the opposite sideSeparate in Free Verse More Like This
of this window.
Press your palm against the pane,
The heat of our fingers will
fog the glass,
and in this mist we create,
we will finally meet.
More Than KismetThe world was a quiltMore Than Kismet in Free Verse More Like This
and we matched corners.
Somewhere in our patchwork
was the same thread,
It did not matter
that we weren't quite complimentary colors...
border to border we matched
and that was all we needed.
AgedThere's a picture of youAged in Free Verse More Like This
in your tuxedo,
new wife on your arm and
you're only nineteen and
I am ashamed but
I wonder if she's pregnant.
And you are twenty two,
clothed in your bridal halo,
with a new-found surname
I can't pronounce.
We don't talk much but
I am happy for you.
You are headed towards fatherhood
and I've never met the mother, but
once you took me for a date and
things didn't click.
I can't help but wonder
if things were different,
if I would be
staring down that plus sign,
asking what the hell I was going to do
with two lives.
Even I am moving forward,
one year closer to the real world and
no longer playing dress-up
with my grown up clothes.
If my life was a chalk drawing,
the people in the background
finding lives that are too different
to fit into mine.
I feel old,
looking at my past like its over my shoulder,
and innocent simplicity
is the wind knocked out of my lungs.
One day I will wake up and stare down the morning,
wondering when hours turned
HeartI imagine you're a child on a swing,Heart in Free Verse More Like This
legs pumping wildly as you call to me, shouting:
"Look, no hands!"
You stick your tongue at fate
and blow rasberries at common sense
before you hurtle into the dirt.
your lower lip trembles
at this new, familiar hurt.
but I let you cry there.
You've done this to yourself.
Maybe this time
marked your ninety-eighth fall, but
each bruise is different
and deserves tears of its own.
You reach for me to pick you up.
I always oblige.
I understand that part of your charm
lies in how you'll squirm from my arms--
always so anxious to get out again,
forgetting your scrapes before they heal and
making new ones before I can teach you caution.
Heaven IsNot built of stone round temples grandHeaven Is in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
where mighty Gods eternal stand,
Nor in fine lines of poetry
that capture His divinity;
Not in a painting, nor a song,
though in these arts such grace may throng;
Not in the vaults of sacred halls
where pious men to prayer are called,
Nor in the vast and endless sky
above the firmament espied;
Not under rocks, nor in deep pools,
in words of wise men, nor of fools;
Not in the dark, nor light of day,
nor in between where shadows play.
I find my Heaven in your eyes
where all of my own prayers reside.
Sometimes I wonder what it meansSometimes I wonder what it meansSometimes I wonder what it means in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to always live with broken dreams:
Did I, in taking aim so high,
set all my hopes that they should die?
Or was it right that I refused
to live as other people do,
instead devoting all my words
to lines that will remain unheard
by one who turned her back on me
and gave in to society's
demand that she must live deprived
amongst those living simple lives?
Did I, in speaking only truths,
pre-ordain myself to lose
and, in so doing, forfeit you:
and this bleak life, unknowing, choose?
ResurrectionLike a corpse, incapacitatedResurrection in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in this tomb
so many years:
suffocated in the stale darkness
without life's pulse
to stir the desiccated bones
of my once vigorous spirit.
I heard your voice once more, like a shard of
light seeping through
a sharp crack in the heavy stone
lid of this sarcophagus, and
Like a corpse, reinvigorated
and emerge into the world with fresh eyes:
those few warm words
were all it took for you to breathe
life back into this broken soul.
They all think they can fix meThey all think they can fix me.They all think they can fix me in Free Verse More Like This
But, what if I'm not broken?
I'm supposed to be in pieces?
What rule is there,
that says all people must be whole?
But still, they all think they can fix me.
With a sensual caress
or a wholesome home-life
or violent, unbridled passion.
Each has her own prescription.
I'll push away every hand
Each distraction is only that:
just a numbing anaesthesia
that can only mask the symptoms,
leaving the cancer
They all think they can fix me
but I know better –
and I've a feeling that now
even the cure would
Momentary DeathEach time our gazes meetMomentary Death in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
my rhythm skips,
and with each missed heartbeat
my sight's eclipsed.
For with each word divine
I catch my breath,
each time your eyes meet mine:
a little death.
Every momentEvery moment is precious,Every moment in Free Verse More Like This
every second together
worth a lifetime,
and we'll cling to each as though
it is the last:
for experience has taught us
that it often is.
Each waking breath
and cherished –
the only reason to succumb
is to wake in each other's arms.
The weight of every passing
and treasured in its shared
Hand in handWhile sleeping we walk hand in handHand in hand in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and so are never parted.
We wander free in our dreamland
far from the broken-hearted
whose day-lit lives are troubled deep
and with stark truths are shaken.
While we're at ease now in our sleep
the nightmares grip their waking.
Empty skiesUnder grey skies vast & wide,Empty skies in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
pressing in from every side,
I weather a veil upon my eyes
that slows my step & breaks my stride
a yearning void that's never filled
though with distractions over-spilled.
For, though I've all most men could want
and drink from life's most fruitful font,
without you here to share these days
the clearest sky is always grey.
I've found my tears againThough I was long without these friendsI've found my tears again in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I now have found my tears again.
I walk once more in shadowed lanes
as nightmares blank give way to pain.
And, now the ink more freely flows,
inside, the darkened canker grows,
the silence swells its crashing din
and sorrow rears its head within
the breast that long was crushed & numb:
no longer to that void succumbed.
Instead, my heart is tossed & reels:
its throbbing pulse afresh I feel.
I once believedI once believed in love that's trueI once believed in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and hearts that never waver,
but my reward was bitter scorn
for all that I once gave her.
I gave my all and trusted in
the love that she returned:
I leapt into her passion's flames
not fearing I'd get burned.
For little did I then suspect
that love could ever die
or, worse than that, that all along
the whole thing was a lie.
I once believed that every phrase
she spoke would last forever,
but all the words have faded now
and all the bonds have severed.
*Life Transcended*Immortal poet*Life Transcended* in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Endowed with eternal voice
Life lived on the page.
Comfort!Warm hand on my backComfort! in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Gentle breath, soft sigh
Kind kiss of comfort.
Updated 12th June2014
*Sunrise Sunset-No:2*Vermillion sunset brazen delight*Sunrise Sunset-No:2* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lover's hold hands watching sight
Darkness descends night grows cold
So what, these hours are pure gold.
Vermillion sunrise streaks sky
Two lovers kiss farewell and sigh
Man holds woman close to heart
Dawn and life in earnest starts.
Circles!Lifetime occupation, running around in circles.Circles! in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Morpheus!Gentle MorpheusMorpheus! in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Held captive by his sleeping arms
Cradled in embrace.
*Spruce Tree*Suddenly Christmas*Spruce Tree* in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Fairy lights flicker on tree
Presents wrapped with care
Bright candlelight in window
Joyous bells ring hopeful prayer.
*Wishful Thinking*Anticipating*Wishful Thinking* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pristine snow gently falling
Trees with white burden.
Intemperate ocean winds
Grey skies and rainfall.
*Fragrance Remembered*Masculinity*Fragrance Remembered* in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Old fashioned fragrance called 'Brut'
*Faith*Across the river*Faith* in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Stepping stones, I lightly tread
Leading who knows where.
*Jitters*Jitters in air tonight*Jitters* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fear surrounds, like a blight
Cannot see, mist came down
Laughter echoes, ghostly sound.
Following footsteps just ahead
Muted light from street lamp shed
Fear grips tight, walk alone
Chattering teeth, soon be home.
Firelight's glow, it will greet
Comfortable couch take a seat
Welcomed by my faithful hound
Wagging tail, thumping sound.
Safe from elements fear all gone
Listening to favourite song
Curtains closed against mist
Doorbell rings, I do resist.
recipe for happinessThe lover's eyes,recipe for happiness in Free Verse More Like This
A pinch of smile,
Daily dosage of butterfly kisses.
A gentle heart,
Beating to the rhythm of mine.
Every now and then,
A single red rose
And when I'm down
A shoulder to cry on.
What else could I ask for?
When I have your love,
And your promises
For a better day to come?
You are my recipe for happiness.
MirageScent of honeysuckle,Mirage in Free Verse More Like This
Under the rain
Jealousy in the eyes
Going up in flames.
A fish entangled in waves,
Kissing the sand on the shore.
Cruelty of a lover,
The honey to my tongue.
Smile of a pal
Carrying your burden,
As a pallbearer does.
Of a rose,
Dew colored dreams.
Rain in the bamboo forest
Fish in the net,
Dew in the rain,
No one ever knew.
I play pretend,
Flowers all dry.
Long ago gone,
In the bosom of the desert,
The last fish dies.
Turning into a mirage,
That keeps us all alive.
unfinished story of lifeJoy, awakening, experiencing, going into sleep.unfinished story of life in Short Stories More Like This
Rest In PeaceHeaven is a place without you!Rest In Peace in Free Verse More Like This
It's the gray clouds
Shedding tears of blood
And thorns of roses
Tearing my flesh apart
Reminding me how,
Your gaze bore deep into
My then innocent soul and heart .
Heaven is a place far from home!
From the broken fence,
Reminder of the time
I was crashed,
Against the wood.
And was too paralyzed
To remember how to get up.
Tattooed to my side
The trace of a boot.
It was not the last
But at least,
It was more loved
Than the belt tattoo on my neck.
And yet I stayed
Wrapped in chains,
Of love and hate.
Heaven is a place covered in dirt!
And a broken frame
On the fireplace mantel.
With a yellow picture
Not taken long ago.
The bride smiles,
The groom smiles,
And the cake
But it all remained there.
The happiness and smiles
And it came home with me
The first punch and the kicks
As I lay there,
Under my blood stained
Once white veil and tiara
Princess for a night,
Prisoner for eternity.
Heaven is a dark closet!
Which you do not know abou
life changing decision"will you?"life changing decision in Short Stories More Like This
Diamond ring glittered.
walk away at lastStanding at the edgewalk away at last in Free Verse More Like This
My hands turn to fists
And my lungs expand
To take in the last
Remains of all
That's called a life.
They take in the air
The poisonous air.
And I burn again,
In this flood of emotions,
Running in my veins
And washing over me.
I look down at the abyss.
Spread with no end
Under my feet .
And it invites me in.
To what can be the beginning
Of an unknown,
Which is finally on hand.
As I look down
Rage fills my head,
With the force
Of a rumbling thunder storm.
I won't let go,
I won't give in.
Tears of anger
Roll down my cheeks
Into the darkness and beyond,
Into the abyss.
At the edge I stand
Filled with angst.
And I know if I let go
I'll lose it all.
And I won't last.
And I have been
Always that outcast.
I will rebel,
I will say no,
To what you expect,
Someone like me,
To do at last.
Push me down
But I won't jump this time.
It's my time
To let you know
I'm better than that.
I walk away,
Alive and safe
From the dead hand of the past.
Road to nowhere - p08Christy opened her eyes slowly. She blinked and saw that she was tucked under the blankets of a bed. Someone was sitting next to her.Road to nowhere - p08 in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey, how do you feel?"
It was Tom. He was bending over her, still keeping a comforting distance between them. She felt something cold on her face. Tom was cleaning her face with a wet towel. She pushed her body up on her hands and sat. She felt a little cold. They were in another hotel, maybe a crappy one because the room looked really small and it did not have a lot of things in it, but still it was clean.
"You fainted in the shop."
Her eyes started to well up.
"It's ok. Shh, calm down. You didn't plan to do it. It just happened. Do you want your pills?"
Tom gave her the container of the pills and a bottle of water. He unscrewed the cap for her. She took one small white pill out and put it in her mouth. She drank a big gulp of water to wash it down her throat. She looked around the room.
"Where is Bill?"
"He went o
Road to nowhere - p09The sound of laughter gave her goose bumps. She turned around and ran. She was in the school corridor. There were pieces of paper stuck to the doors of the lockers. She didn't need to read them to know what they said. "Fag", "Freak", "Monster", "Bitch", the one which hurt the most was "Kill yourselves! Make us all happy."Road to nowhere - p09 in General Fiction More Like This
She had to find the exit and get out. Someone called her name. A dark figure was calling out to her. She knew that she could trust this person. She ran to the voice. A set of stairs was going up into the higher level. A hand came out of the darkness, being held in her direction, waiting to be grabbed. She raised her hand and grabbed it. It felt cold, so cold. Before she could move she heard a scream, which turned the blood in her veins into ice. She turned to see who was screaming. A big hand came out of nowhere, holding a belt. It hit her hard on the face. She let go of the hand. The dark figure standing in the darkened stairs burst into flames. It burnt. She felt th
Road to nowhere - p20Bill woke up to the strident noise of his digital clock, beeping loudly. He groaned and felt around to find the clock. He put it on snooze and told himself, just ten minutes. He closed his eyes and the ten minutes just flew by. The loud beeping noise made him jump again. He turned it off and sat in his place, stretching out.Road to nowhere - p20 in General Fiction More Like This
He was not much of a morning person and despised waking up too early in the morning, but today he was actually excited. He looked around. It was still dark outside. He was sleeping in Tom's bed. He got out of the bed and walked out of the room. He could see the dark figure of his brother spread on the sofa in the living room. His blonde dreadlocks fell to his shoulders and Bill could see his clothing just thrown carelessly everywhere on the ground. He huffed and soundlessly walked to his own room.
He didn't want to wake Christy up yet. He would just take his clothes, take a shower and then he could wake her up. As he entered his eyes automatically scanned the bed.
This Poem is Not For the Faint of HeartYour name wraps its way around my cerebellum,This Poem is Not For the Faint of Heart in Free Verse More Like This
wheedling its way through,
coalescing with your voice,
as it leaves an imprint on my hippocampus.
Your name has engraved itself into my heart,
piercing through the aorta,
playing with my heart strings,
as it leaves footprints on my coronary artery.
How much more do you think I can take?
Silence RisesSeductive, the surreptitious silence,Silence Rises in Free Verse More Like This
induced as the needle pushes through skin,
leaving cluttered skies behind
in favour of sunsets layered with oil pastel.
Elusive as a child's eyes as they deceive,
never quite escaping mother's disappointment,
criminal thoughts caught
within her ever steady vision become
Lost in the MusicStay awake, listen to Mozart.Lost in the Music in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Try to find a way to soothe this aching heart.
But it's growing so still,
it's lost itself, it's lost it's will.
Chorus: Just let me lose myself in the music,
just trust me I would rather lose it all,
then live like this...
Have you heard that piece by Tchaikovsky?
Written for violin, his "Melodie."
It used to rock me to the core,
why doesn't it anymore?
Chorus: Just let me lose myself in the music,
just trust me I would rather lose it all,
then live like this...
Have you heard Chopin's "Tristesse?"
Inscribed into hearts like this,
searching for something real,
searching for something to feel.
Chorus: Just let me lose myself in the music,
just trust me I would rather lose it all,
then live like this...
I would rather lose it all,
then live life without music...
Every Whispered MemoryEvery memory,Every Whispered Memory in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Is a whisper in the dark,
Of stars in the night.
HopeEven in darkness,Hope in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
distress and isolation,
there is always HOPE.
Arms of a StrangerHolding me in your arms,Arms of a Stranger in Free Verse More Like This
I wonder what I'm doing here.
Held onto by a stranger,
a man I hardly know.
Relaxing, letting my head fall,
right onto your chest,
I fall into a restless sleep.
Soon I am awaken, and I try to move.
On rather awkward terms,
neither of us seem to let go.
NonsensicalDistorted voices,Nonsensical in Free Verse More Like This
from across the way.
Whispering to me,
telling me what to say.
I put my fingers to the keyboard,
but cant bring myself to write,
one sentence at a time.
I miss letter,
forgetting my initial intention,
then I try to rhyme,
words like asphyxiation.
Choking on my own words,
losing myself in metaphor.
Is the flower a flower,
could it be something more?
What is this that I write?
Can I truly call it poetry,
or just a smattering of words?
Fitting together, impossibly.
My muse, he makes no sense,
and she hides away.
Every time I call upon them,
it never seems to stay.
from across the way,
whispering to me,
telling me what to say.
But my fingers don't press the keys,
a soundless piano.
Never hearing itself sing,
it's voice it will never know.
This poem is ironic,
and I write with frustration,
I seem to be losing it all,
along with inspiration.
I repeat a stanza,
for effect, though I meant to end.
This poem isn't even real,
Waking DreamsShall we take a walk?Waking Dreams in Free Verse More Like This
Through fields of dreams;
picking and choosing.
with cracking lips
and dried hands.
Letting our teeth push through skin,
and through flesh.
The juices flowing down our faces,
the dregs of lost reveries.
Shall we try to fly?
Through skies of memory;
jumping and missing.
with currents of air,
and bodies of water.
Letting our wings expand
and push through shoulder bones.
The feathers tickling bare skin,
the vestiges of a dream.
Shall we lay?
Through day and night;
shoulder to shoulder.
Testing the cold
with wide eyes
and outstretched arms.
Letting our bodies adjust
and embrace the air.
The wings on our back,
the end of wakefulness.
As we close our eyes and let dreams overtake us.
IrrationalizingA chemical reaction,Irrationalizing in Free Verse More Like This
pertaining to my emotions,
A jolt, a puncture to the heart,
pushing, pulling, tearing you apart.
You're in too deep my good fellow,
yet drowning in that which is shallow.
more initials impressed,
upon a pumping organ,
ever so reluctant.
between all the neurons,
even more amusing.
A strong affection,
a personal attachment.
Philia, agape, eros,
how do I really know?
A magnet, your attraction,
just another silly emotion.
It's that burning fire,
that's probably just desire.
could it be more fallacies?
A game of charades,
the acting always fades.
feelings of elation,
ostentatious, unbeknownst of what to do,
that feeling when you want to say "I love you."
Watercolour WordsDrops of sea foam blue and sunflower yellow,Watercolour Words in Free Verse More Like This
swirl, touch, combine in water,
reflected in your eyes
where words fell
like raindrops on a summer's day
into pools of the deepest green,
tainting emerald puddles
with veins of granite.
Absence of Soundso much can be said when so little is spokenAbsence of Sound in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you scream in my ears with your silent emotion
chokin' on the words swervin' back down into my gut
open the mouth to remove all doubt and the air gets cut
when i reflected back on the thought all i got was static
but saying too much can be tragic; silence is less problematic
automatically we assume the worst of thinGs.....
never realizing the unnecessary nervousness this brings
sure that we heard some things in the absence of sound
but venturing into that void will guarantee
you will never be found--
bLindThe wind carries meaning. As it picks up, reach your branches into it. Let it's force cause you to sway. Shed your dead leaves until there is nothing left. Keep rising up into the sky, and keep digging those roots deeper. Float on a sea of whatever it is that it may be, flying so free, in your mind completely blind to see the sight of things...bLind in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Some people swerve through life wearing thin spots into their souls while trying to suck the souls out of others. Eventually, this will rest on their conscience. The rest of the world will look like an angry mob coming for them. If you gamble with the devil, you will lose every time.
Careless souls suffer. Whether it be a sign of a new day or just a passage of time, what you harness has the ability to pick things up, to possess your soul with light. So is the plight of the being.
Concern for the same old...it happens as it always happensConcern for the same old... in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
meanwhile, the drastic double-back
they can't see where they are going
with no light, so they darkstep...
but if there is trouble in paradise
it's a major concern--
we all love sunny days
but everyone hates a sunburn...
it's the way they crash n' burn
that makes their face taste the
rugburn in a way that they make
sure no one else gets hurt...
and the shallow will pull you under,
so deep... take my word for it...
i crashthere is no justicei crash in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i learned that from the aftermath
life passes by in a flash no matter
how you dance this sacred dance
trippin' over these two left feet
thinkin' over and over again about
how i tend to lose certain things
i think the world must be evil
takin' away the things that matter the most
and denying me anything real
whats the fucking deal
like tsunami waves
and if you look into my face
not just at it
you will see genuine panic
one more drastiC upheaval to add
to the rest i can't handle
leaving me burnt out like a candle
its so dark and i'm blind, its not right
.... to be continued...?
one letteR-choose your words slyly, cuz it's whatever.one letteR in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it's one letter and it's better than never.
second-guessin' expressions can go on forever,
but only the clever can hold up in this endeavor....
-and if you cant handle the weather,
if you cant remember the rain bein' wetter,
drippin' onto the windows longer than
God meant for Mother Earth when he blessed her,
-just relax and sit back... first, reflect on some thinGs.
matter of fact, take a nap, get a restful nights sleep.
(thinking right completely blindsides when sleeping,
see, leading to discreetly finding real meaning....)
-common misconceptions aren't always the best to get;
if you can't follow the definition, don't swallow the rest of it.
the words will get hotter with the fire your confusion lit,
*but the burn doesn't bother if it was right to begin with... ←
no releasEim comin back as drastic as a relapse attack of a bad 'have to have it' habitno releasE in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you can't escape the fact that you can't shake it and thats the power of its magic
changin the earth up in this piece isnt worth the stress if there is to be no release
and loudmouths blabbering with their hands out is no reason for me to aim to please
so this shit MUST cease....... i live to believe that something has got to give
i'm convinced the definition directly relates to whether or not it is intuitive
but in its truest sense, there exists no questioning at all of any of this
and thats why i dont defend myself when it comes to any of this
the moral implications of hittin the floor will shake up the picture with more complex complications than ever before
you can not ignore the fact when it's in your face and you step back and then brace for impact cuz you taste it
its bitter, the burn of harsh reality vs. shards of broken fantasies will hardly bring back what is actually happening...
-an entire spinning rock of- in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
filled with people spilling the
contents of their heads
just so they can feel
their confused attempts get
there's no feeling in the feeling
and it infects them...
it's so intense, and they wonder
why it makes no sense
they wonder why it hurts to
breath, so they assume they're
drowning in this murky sea
and subconsciously deny them
that they will ever find
someone that can make
VagueWhile we're on the subjectVague in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
.....i'll be off the topic
will we still carry on
.....if i'm lost and forgotten?
she said she'd be there
.....but she was unprepared
she said she'd be there
.....but now she's lost and scared
be so vague
be so vague
be so vague
When we finally start
.....i'll be there to stop it
your mind is so cramped
.....and mine is all knotted
we said we'd be clear
.....but see this mess we made?
we said we'd be clear
.....how can you be so vague?
be so vague
be so vague
be so vague
(there's nothing more to say...)
Rays of Madnessi throw my habits into the fireRays of Madness in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it's an uphill battle with bald tires
it's like driftin' off the roadside and slippin' into the gutter
when i smother my worries avoiding slumber
so no wonder i hurry so drastiC
then be actin' all like,
"i don't know what happened"
plastic bags of magic explodin' open
spraying rays of madness that we're smokin'
chokin' on broken pieces of our lives
hopin' we'll achieve somethin'
before we die--
3swerveSthat which comes from the mind3swerveS in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
does not adhere to concepts of time-
this space cannot be replaced by
any amount of days gone to waste-
but does something cease to exist
simply because it cannot be defined?
or does lack of definition give it
meaning by nature of it's design?
when i get to the top,
i'mma breathe all the air for you-
i'mma scatter clouds, and
i'mma make the sky more blue-
those things that are not right
i'mma fight to make them true-
it's a fight just to make it through somehow,
but now, here's to all the things i gotta do....
i saw you speakin' lies
with all the other less-than-distant types
seeking out their own demise
but these aren't just troubled times, (right?)
i'm just blind
i can't see when it's "storytime"
so i spite my mind to tighten up my spine
GehennaI recall theGehenna in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I no longer
felt at peace
Such a subtle
I could see
I closed the
October 17th, 2010
DepartureThe world hasDeparture in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
taken you from
our firm grasp,
but the pain
you felt in life
has faded away.
You wait patiently
for us to follow,
to see you again
in a better light.
No sorrow dwells
within in the realm
in which you now
lay your head to rest.
August 3rd, 2010
DesolationThere isDesolation in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
of the soul.
It is an
to deny this
into the corners
of my mind
where the memory
of you died.
June 19th, 2010
ClosureI have stained yourClosure in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
living room floor
with the soul that
flourished within me.
I expire beneath you
while you callously
thrive above me.
September 20th, 2010
TearA single tearTear in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
be the last
the pain you
gave to me?
July 7th, 2010
DepredationDrain the life from me,Depredation in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
for my eternal flower
has withered away.
No nectar dwells within
and you have ceased
to blossom in my heart.
You are entangled
like an unruly weed,
and I would rip my
own heart from chest
if it would but rid me of
the discomfort you breed.
July 12th, 2010
EntrancedI taste acid whenEntranced in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
your lips move,
yet I am somehow
by the power you
hold over me;
such a subtle
September 23rd, 2010
SepulchralThere is a realmSepulchral in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that I cannot reach,
and it dwells within
the darkest corners
of your stoic heart.
Barricaded by grief,
these walls have yet
to reveal an emotion
that has been sought
by my very own soul.
July 28th, 2010
CensureMy forced smileCensure in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and tears down
the walls of my
August 8th, 2010
Fields of Golden WheatMy fingers travel through your hair, fields of golden wheatFields of Golden Wheat in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your lips have the taste of an ancient salty ocean
My childhood dreams of blue birds and their heartbeat
The delicate fragrance coming from eastern lands
The softness of a delighted soul and your sunlight
The black wings of a sad night and my heart in your hands
I listen to you, the language of birds, the mystery tone remains
I hide you, inside my eyelids, between the layers of my heart
Where you choose to live; mixed with every color in my veins
Peace in AgonyThe same place, the same five inches spacePeace in Agony in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My pain is laughing at my last smile
The eyes are blind this morning, every morning
My voice disappeared, drowned inside me
Lying here and time running behind me
How does a world shrink and squeeze you
How does a heart find peace in agony
Getting so small, smaller than yesterday,
My world is smaller everyday, in every single way
Smaller than this small window
Smaller than the smallest cube of sugar
Smaller than the crumbs on my carpet
Smaller than all the dreams I had
Bigger than all the dreams I still have
Where the world makes senseI let my head on this pillow, everytime I sinkWhere the world makes sense in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where all the heavy thoughts rest and the heart sings
Between the world's pain and my agony, there is a place
I close the eyes, I breathe, I rise and I'm there again
I am the same child again,chasing the summer breeze
Carrying all the colorful dreams on my shoulders
With eyes as big as the waves, and a heart where birds nest
There, where every butterfly takes colors from my palms
And the thirsty deers come drink from my spring
There where the world made sense
I am there, and the restless mind is home for peace
When you told me joy had features and a face, my face
I touch the sandy beach , and one heart is never enough
I eat from every daisy in the white field, I drink the morning dew
I cover my cold skin with sunlight and sunflowers petals
Every now and then, I let my head sink, I let the world sink
I go back where I can hug the sky and walk on foamy clouds
Where I can be a little bird, that small daisy in a white field
Black and White world VS Rainbow bucketThe gentle touch of your lips on my cold foreheadBlack and White world VS Rainbow bucket in Free Verse More Like This
The soft kiss on my palms, and I wake up, I look at you
You say It's morning, you say you love me, then you leave
Do you know what you leave behind , It is not me
Now, the world is black and white, all is concrete and ugly
The walls are pure cement and sand, and open land
There are weeds growing on the bed, and I cannot leave
When the black and white world sits behind my back,
Watches, waits for me to move, I will not move
Keeps taking all the light, dims my hopes and breathes my air
I cannot look, I cannot pray, I cannot make a sound
I crawl in bed, my arms around my knees, I wait for you
The day is almost dead, and now you are home
You take me in, you dip me in a big bucket of rainbow
You soak my every cell with every color that is
And I am me again, I can see again, I can breathe again
And my black and white world crawls down my legs
With his tiny wrinkled hands, he runs in shame
Hides behind the door
I am a PoetYou ask me who I am , where did I come fromI am a Poet in Free Verse More Like This
I say: I am a poet, I was born out of the blazing silk of my words
My heart is an eternal rebel, since the dawn of creation
I'm the master of my own words, the keeper of God's secret
I'm the story of that rose shivering on the freezing hill
I live in that oasis of light, in a world beyond your world
The stars stare at my hopes, and hell trembles between my fingers
The night dreads my pain, the morning sleeps on my pillow
I create my words from the tissue of my veins
I weave the images from the feather of my eyelids
I wash my sins away, when I repent between the lines
My words move slowly between your palms, climb to your soul
To hug that poet, who sleeps between the chambers of your heart
When the world is mud, thorns and empty substance
I create my own, where the ground is basil and the walls are none
AttachedI grew roots for my heartAttached in Free Verse More Like This
in every twisted chamber
Hitting the ground, deep down layers of earth
There, sleeps every vein I have
MotherMy longing for you weakens my heartMother in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All the birds are silent as we grow apart
Will you leave me to my destiny
Will you come and find me
I spell your name in fear to remember
Scared to feel thorns in my pulse, burning rush
Your radiate face is more than a figment
Yet, impossible to touch
Mother,why didn't I kiss your hands everyday
Do you hear my prayers mother, they are all for you
I send them every morning with drops of dew
What words can do, when my all is still so few
You are here, when it rains on those hills above
When I imagine your laugh and feel your love
When the pink clouds come by, stand by and pass
You are here when my heart is a pile of shattered glass
Heart Shape PetalsThe broken flower travelsHeart Shape Petals in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
From the green abyss to the corners of my eyes
Sits there, waits the heart shape petals
Your angel suffers, a dying bird on my cheek
On my palms he drew the map
Don't follow me , he said, my heart is your light
When the sun comes up again, throw the ashes
Where the broken flower lives, as it lives no more
Where words dance, each in a different dress
Take my heart from the book of prayers
And let the river of sadness pours into my eyes
Thank you for your love, my last miracles
Thank you for your love, where God's secret lies
We Walk Through Heaven's DoorLet your hands walk through my dusty roads tonightWe Walk Through Heaven's Door in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Follow them, on my vast lands start your fight
Let me kiss your kiss and drink your salt and wine
In your kind darkness my drops of sweat shine
Those wonderlands are yours, and what is yours is mine
Don't make me wait, come and touch every spot
All those mountains and hills, I'm saving you a lot
Kill your thirst, swim in my stream and fill your pot
İ am no longer a body , and you are no longer a soul
We are one lonely beat, was found for once and all
So, cover me with your skin as we hear the ultimate call
Breathe In my ears, and let me ask you for more
As we roll under earth, we walk through heaven's door
A Letter to my FatherFather,A Letter to my Father in Letters More Like This
Today, It has been nine months and nineteen days since I left. Three thousand kilometers of distance. This is the longest period of time that we have been apart. I miss you, I remember you all the time. Suddenly, I remember things I did not think about before, suddenly they all keep jumping in my face, so many memories, some warm, some cold, some tough, and some just beautiful.
Do you know that I can remember the days you were teaching me the Arabic alphabet and the French Alphabet. Whenever we have a guest, I run to them and start shouting " A,B,C,D,E,F......." They smile and ask me who thaught you all this, I run to you, I hug you and I say " Dad taught me".
You took me to the beach, you taught me how to love it, this is why now the beach is where I find my soul, where my heart feels at home, where I feel a very strong sense of belonging I dont quite understand. We went to
NothingShe said to me angrily,Nothing in Free Verse More Like This
You know nothing about me,
You know nothing about yourself,
So I said to her with a smile on my face,
I may not know much, but I know I love you.
ListI want to make a listList in Free Verse More Like This
A list of things I wanted to say
Wanted to say, but didn't, wouldn't, couldn't
Couldn't, because I was afraid of getting heartbroken
Heartbroken I am, even though I haven't said, because I'm disappointed
Disappointed because I gave in to the fear, my fear
My fear, my worst enemy, keeping me back again
Again and again I say no more
No more making lists
TruthA truth is a lie you believe in, convince enough people and it will become a fact.Truth in Philosophical More Like This
NamesWhy did we have to name it?Names in Free Verse More Like This
Couldn't we just leave it as it was,
Like when we just called it 'what we have'?
It was special without any rules, without any tags,
But we had to call it something, we had to call it love...
YouThe time will passYou in Free Verse More Like This
The pain will subside
The memories will fade
Only the sensation will remain
Those moments of your warmth on my skin
That jolt of your lips against mine
The exhilaration of your smile
Your name, hair, eyes, skin
Your time will pass
Your scar won't
UtopiaYou write poems about love and hateUtopia in Free Verse More Like This
You write them about pain and fate
You believe words can set you free
You believe they can make you see
See the reality the way it is
See it as everybody else sees
But, really, nothing is real
It's only about how you feel
How you feel about who you are
About if you can get so far
Far enough to find your freedom
Enough to build your own kingdom
A place where you can be calm
Hold your future inside your palm
If you can find that utopic place
Where your mind is free of haze
Invite me over for a drink or two
So I can drink from that fountain too
Just One More KissA glimpse of you,Just One More Kiss in Free Verse More Like This
Like fresh air,
My poor heart,
Never knew what hit him,
Those damn lips,
Just one more kiss,
Then I can die.
Misty RoadTell me about that misty road,Misty Road in Free Verse More Like This
The one we used to walk along,
Held hands like we were new lovers,
Laughed at the jealous stares of others.
Now, long after you are gone,
Every day right after dawn,
I still take that same misty road,
Alone, without your hand to hold.
I see you coming from the other side,
Knowing it's only tricks of my mind,
There is no other place I can go,
I can't leave here but I miss you so.
Far AwayAnd her,Far Away in Free Verse More Like This
The road called me,
Every night she called me,
Wouldn't let me be,
Entered my dreams,
And I surrendered to her,
Every night I wandered,
Lost my way every time,
Shadows I saw on curtains,
Those who turned me down,
I asked all the passersby,
But all turned to smoke,
Disappeared on contact,
There she is far away,
Calling me from behind the veil.
After The RainAfter The RainAfter The Rain in Free Verse More Like This
Soaked with holy rain
Of love you were making
To the shell that contains
The real me
Enraptured by your face's reflections
Gleaming in puddles resting
On my country's torso
I can't tell where you end
And I begin
Nor where these tears come from
And where sweet moments go to
When they say farewell
To what you left in me
And what you took away
Out of drawers
Those I didn't know I had at all
What Men Must DoWhat Men Must DoWhat Men Must Do in Free Verse More Like This
Our love profane will make you pay
For every note of laughter
Greedy for saliva and sweat
Eventually your tears
Born to circulate in fountains
Where after climax follows downfall
Splashing on little Cupids
Who keep pulling on their devilish tails
Lies taste so sweet sliding along
The tongue teasing your ears
Although they are just remakes
Of songs you've heard before
Deliver music to fellow men
And women for that matter
Kisses profound like a merry-go-round
Shall haunt you in your sleep
While half-burned words on pages blank
Fill fireplace with weep
My lonely grieving hands there delve
Smudge ashes on cold lips
In sad outdated love letters
Memories die and burn
Me, like all other men, for life,
I am sentenced to yearn
A VisionA VisionA Vision in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Celibacy of thoughts
Hurts mind just like broken glass
From violated window panes
Makes sore feet bleed in extasy
When all the effort put into
Melting sand and cooling it
Is turned to waste
By just one kiss of
An eager stone
On a million perfect flaws
Of what once was
A single flawless perfection
Disturbed dreams dance
Those will never come
While shameless innocence
Is patiently laying herself
Down to sleep
DilemmaDilemmaDilemma in Free Verse More Like This
Reach through the bubble
Orbits of shooting stars
Too flawless to be real
Those perfect circles suffocate
Crush the dormant fear
Memories of tomorrow drip down oh so loud
In a world where corners have not been invented
You're standing in your tears of joy
Or maybe it's another boy
Who offers you a scared gaze
From the mirror
Do you still wish truth's voice to sound clearer?
At First SightAt First SightAt First Sight in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Love at first sight
Gives you a right
To cross the street with eyes shut wide
For having fun
Just to hand in hand come undone
Chest light with glee
Give smiles for free
On your affection's spending spree
For each sweet crime
You find a rhyme
Your only judge remains the time
Jaws Of FloodJaws Of FloodJaws Of Flood in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Fish swim in the streets
Sea carries humans away
Water swallowed earth
The Golden FeatherThe Golden FeatherThe Golden Feather in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Midsummer nights revive old tales
And magic long forgotten
Mayflies above the lake play scales
Clouds reflect fields of cotton
Cool soothing breeze tangles the hair
Of green carpets on meadows
Where butterflies and poppies share
Kisses nestled in shadows
So lightly, barely touching ground
There hand in hand walk lovers
Two hearts by velvet sunset crowned
Reign over fragile flowers
Like ancient phoenix earth is burned
Each evening in sun's tether
For us, fools, meant to crave and yearn
Stays love - a golden feather
RehabRehabRehab in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ubiquitous sense of failure
Drills holes into what was soul
Content, tranquil waterfall
That swallowed both ships and sailors
Moments of true pain brought panic
An acute need to restore
What once was, will be no more
Blurs the simplest truth's reflex
Leaving blistered faith perplexed
For false prophet's recognition
Arrows wasted on star chasing
Just bare hands for self-defense
Sinner's zeal's the most immense
Eye-corners with wrinkles gracing
Dogwood RoseDogwood RoseDogwood Rose in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My dogwood rose, you jewel of the field
Don't rack my heart, please to my arms do yield
Trust I've seen one too many orchids gold
But what abounds in you they don't behold
You fragile beauty growing near the brook
Don't be mistaken by feathers of rook
To stranger's eyes I appear rather blunt
But in my black chest beats heart valiant
Oh, flower marked with summer's warmest scent
Can't you see how your fate with mine does blend?
To perish upon your petals I crave
This world for me hasn't a sweeter grave
Pretty As A PicturePretty As A PicturePretty As A Picture in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Born as a spirit, shining elation
Clothed in a body, taught to feel shame
Shaped by prejudice and expectations
All in the name of civilisation
A nature savage needs to be tamed!
My surface polished by reservations
A pretty picture hung in golden frame
Fighting the dust; constant clarification
Nurtures misgivings, anticipation
Fear that in time nothing remains the same
Each crack and scratch brings me deliberation
Revives the longing my face to disclaim
My silence echoes with reverberation
Warns me from merciless retaliation
Of world that when beauty's gone forgets names