Absence of Soundso much can be said when so little is spoken
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--
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.
Color by NumberI want to scream in color,Color by Number in Free Verse More Like This
tearing at my chest so that
my heart shows the spectrum of self.
Take the reds and throw them
on the blank wall behind me,
I don't need that shade on my conscience
Find your blues and
color my irises with them,
I just want to see the world
in anything but greyscale.
Green sits in my chest,
let it settle there before
I finally have the courage to evict it.
Purple is my heart,
you've wounded me.
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.
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.
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.
AcheIt comes and goesAche in Free Verse More Like This
like an unwelcome houseguest,
leaving me with messes I don't need,
and it never shuts the door
to keep the cold out.
I tried shutting off the lights
and closing the blinds,
twisting the key in the padlock
and boarding the windows,
but as long as light can
seep through the cracks,
this shadow will follow
and dig its fingers into my shoulders.
I bruise easily, it knows,
and it revels in watching
me shift in discomfort
while it grips me.
Like a ghost,
it won't let go.
Yet You're Still RunningYour feet mimicked your heartbeat;Yet You're Still Running in Free Verse More Like This
Drumming into the ground, panicked.
They reminded you that Earth was turning too fast.
You'd be thrown into emptiness
if you didn't keep up.
If you cared enough,
you'd see the blisters on my hands,
nail-beds cracked from gripping the dirt
as I tried to slow the world for you.
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.
The TimekeeperI am the hour-counter,The Timekeeper in Free Verse More Like This
collecting time like water caught
on the bottom of a glass.
The wasted minutes you exchanged
for blue-sky dreaming,
the seconds on the porch with
your song-bird smile,
they're all here:
stuck to the sides of my hourglass.
The windowsill paint
has faded where my elbows rested,
my breath-fog a permanent mist
on the drooping pane.
like the emptiness after snowfall,
They slip through the slats
in my wicker basket
as I try to collect them.
A Cold RenewalMake me pure,A Cold Renewal in Free Verse More Like This
like today's unmarked snow.
Windows are glowing with warmth,
soft amber lighting that casts itself in
stained glass fragments across these
I want release to color me
in that same way,
relief washing me out and
re-painting me in golden tones
that only letting go could understand.
I unclench my tired hands and
trade bitter sighs for peace.
I Won't Let You Fall ApartHey, do hear me?I Won't Let You Fall Apart in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Take my hand.
Before they see!
No, I won't let go.
I won't let you fall
I can't watch you slip
Yes, it's worth saving!
I'll hide you away from them!
See your beauty.
Don't run away.
Take my hand.
Because this is something I have to do.
I'll build the wall
I'll keep them on the other side.
I won't let you fall apart.
How Much Do You NeedI'm worried about youHow Much Do You Need in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I know you know
what you do
but you can't assure me
to believe it like you do
Silence is the solution
I can't stay quiet
when it creeps me inside
that you need more.
How much do you need to experience?
How much do you need to be satisfied?
What do you really want?
What else do you need to try?
I can't know
I want to trust you
I need to trust you
Where does your road lead you?
Back to home, of course.
But what it if ends there
and I get to know it from news?
I doubt it
I know you are careful
you know what you're doing
but how long can you try your luck
how much do you need to try it
that you're fine with your life?
I miss you so much
it hurts me inside
to know we're far apart
It hurts me to know
that I can't do anything
all I can do is
to have faith in you
I can't convince you
to stop trying your luck
you want to live risk
you need something new
fine by me
I need you here.
I Want to Take Away All of Your FearsDo you feelI Want to Take Away All of Your Fears in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
feel the chills
running down my spine?
Do you feel my pain
the pain I suffered
for my decision?
It's all about understanding
It's all about caring
It's all about you
I will never forget you
so don't fear
don't fear for me
I'll be here
So when you're restless,
I will calm the ocean for you
In your sorrow, I will dry your tears
I want to take away all of your fears.
Because I will be here
forever for you.
Trust me once more
I won't go away.
Do You Remember Standing on a Broken Field?Do you remember?Do You Remember Standing on a Broken Field? in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Do you remember
on a broken field?
I'm still here
looking to the eternity
waiting for nothing
The time is nothing to me
this broken field
is my home
my battle ground
Do you remember
on a broken field
There's a storm coming
I'm losing again.
Do you remember?
that's what I am
the storm hits my weak
again and again
There's nothing I can do.
when I thought
I fought this war alone
you were there
standing on the frontline
You do remember,
You came to help me
I stand up
from the broken field
Winter, WinterCold, dark winterWinter, Winter in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
kills the last bits of the fall
It's a murderer
so dear to us all
Snowflakes, white snowflakes
falling from the sky
Whatever it takes
I always want to catch them all.
My every limp freezes
hundreds of times
but always I find it pleasing
to warm myself next to my love
I hate them both
but in every winter
I must try them even once
why won't you go away already?
why can't you stay forever?
You make the summer worth waiting
You create autumn and spring
You have the power to erase and start.
I hate you with all my heart
I love you more than anything
Your white snowlakes
make my life worth living.
Butterfly ' translation 'Fly butterflyButterfly ' translation ' in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
where your heart desires
strong as steel
but as bright
let your wings
tolerate every change in the wind
Watch out your little wings
made of steel
mold them strong
where your heart desires
LiberationIn the journey you face there will be many cavesLiberation in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Many traps and the fools who will take them
But no traps hurt more than ones of your own
In your deepest transgressions you make them
But that's not the end; no, its only the start
Though part of you wishes it so
That there was a trapdoor out of here
An asylum where failure could go
They barely know you; justifications
All for the purpose of keeping you bound
They'll cage what's unique as if its a beast
Doomed to be kept underground
But even with hands tied the psyche goes free
This body restrains most of all
Within your dreams you'll find what you need
The trapdoor where misery squalls
Go down the stairs and open the door
To let everything out of its prison
As the casket yawns open you'll discover yourself
Freed and awake and arisen
In this cave of unconscious the shadow will sing
Of cruel and unshakable fear
But if you weren't meant to do more than follow
Why would you even be here?
Old SavagerySince brother killed brotherOld Savagery in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And life tore down life
We tortured our fellows
And ignored what was right
Wired to be monsters
While taught to be saints
Our future seemed sure
Now its growing quite faint
The sun lifts and falls
And ideas wage their wars
We climb and we conquer
And wonder, what for?
Ignoring the doubts
That keep us constrained
We grapple with hungers
With morals and blame
Connect all the dots
And cross all the ts
Beneath this thin mask
Lies old savagery
Strange contradictions, made by the mad
If you knew where it came from you might just be glad
That nature drove us against one another
Far, far long before brother killed brother
Clocks For EyesThe creature with clocks for eyesClocks For Eyes in Free Verse More Like This
Swallows the years as it prowls our garden
Thin and gangly but with dignified grace
It sees the time on everyone's face
One clock is the present
And one clock is the future
There is no past and
You can never go back
The creature with clocks for eyes
Doesn't tell you when its hungry
It never goes without
Because all it could ever need
Is given without question
It has two faces, four hands
An eternity of deadly conscience
Nothing to reconcile with
Nothing to apologize to
It doesn't hear you
When the jaws snap shut for the final time
You'll know the gateway to the past is closed
There is no third clock
Avert your eyes from those hateful numerals
If you can
And don't pretend you owe nothing
To your fellow man
'Cause the creature with clocks for eyes is ambling
Nearer and nearer
Paws scratching, tick-tick-ticking
Begging to be let in
Glimpsing nothing but the end
Hearing nothing but those pleading words
More time, just a little more time
To make things righ
Roses in the DesertWhite roses cover the sands of the desert,Roses in the Desert in Free Verse More Like This
A fragrant golden snow for you.
I watch the light upon your face,
cast soft shadows of blue.
Keep your head upon my shoulder,
until I go crashing to the ground.
In the night my stars cover your body,
echoing the world's soft sound.
White roses bloom on the sands of the desert,
A rising cloud of pure intent.
To see your eyes reflect the emotion,
I take in your fingertips of content.
Together we run through the veins of time,
And rain falls through the sand.
I light the expanse of the broad sky on fire,
spreading the word throughout the land.
White roses wither in the sands of the desert,
A last stand to be at your side.
I have given to you everything that I am,
holding your tears while you cried.
The moon turns the tides of the sand,
you hold me through the motion.
The roses couldn't have been more right,
we lost each other in devotion.
Comfort!Warm hand on my backComfort! in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Gentle breath, soft sigh
Kind kiss of comfort.
Updated 12th June2014
Thorn!MomentarilyThorn! in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
An image of perfection
Rose with all her thorns.
Perfume!AristocraticPerfume! in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Hyacinth so beautiful
Perfume on the breeze.
Updated 14th February2014
*Lawn Mower*Abandoned in garden shed*Lawn Mower* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Winter months neglected
Stark moment, bleak
Dreaming perhaps of summer.
Dried grass clings to rusty blades
Remember sun-kissed weather
Months until conditions change
Cold wooden shed, shiver.
Memories linger, perfect day
Gardened and cut lawn
How to forget emerald smell?
Waiting winters end, mourn.
Edited 31st July2014
Survival!Surviving this lifeSurvival! in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Uncertainties surround us
Challenge for those with brave hearts
Walk forward do not look back
Life is truly amazing.
*Fragrance Remembered*Masculinity*Fragrance Remembered* in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Old fashioned fragrance called 'Brut'
*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.
*Life Transcended*Immortal poet*Life Transcended* in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Endowed with eternal voice
Life lived on the page.
Effigy!Crypt is a lonely placeEffigy! in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ancient smell of stone
Echoes of eternity
Departed lie alone.
Crusader, sword on breast
Battle stare in eye
Warrior dressed, chain mail vest
Heraldic sword held high.
His lady lies beside him
Wimple draped in folds
Lips suggest latent smile
Her story should be told.
Ancient mystery surrounds
Forgotten now, untold
Crusader dead in Jerusalem
Young man, in prime, not old.
His lady mourned alone
Admired for stoic resolve
Mortality faced with little fear
Place of rest, eternities bier.
Updated 9th January2014
Heartstring YarnOn the settee by the window she lies on her breast,Heartstring Yarn in Free Verse More Like This
perusing a book in the clouded rays,
she inspires in my heart an insatiable zest,
after noon on a mute autumn day.
Her feet are raised, naked to the indigo threads,
that dance at her ankles and crinkle at her knees,
and to her delectable rear closely weds,
then stops for a sliver of skin: a little tease.
Stretched and craning, I grip the windowledge tiles,
and revel in her luscious copper waves and curls,
and the gracing of her amaranth lips with the barest of smiles.
Her dainty hand supports her head in languor,
while her struggling eyelids quiver and close,
only to jump wide open in tired anger,
but she soon drifts into a reluctant doze.
Sunlight for a moment fading, I close my eyes too,
and imagine her scent, of flowery notes and mellow tones,
and the rain on her hair like a crisp morning's dew,
and her soft lips evoking warmth in my bones.
I rest my forehead against the damp brick wall:
we're both forever too afraid to say hello,
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
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.
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...?
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...
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
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--
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...)
head tripsclumsily synthetic, manufactured out of reasonshead trips in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that are somewhat pathetic... head trips, even
when no one suspects it, always tend to
affect their own reflection. don't miss this opportunity
to learn a Golden Lesson, and to adjust and make
corrections. be aware, talk right. don't waste any
time forming false ties, propagating lies, or having
to wear a disguise-
*real people can tell whats real by looking
into your eyes. to you, this should come as no
The ConfessionI have no idea where I stand,The Confession in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Nor which hand to grab.
Will I'll be caught if I fall,
Or well I just be left to fall forever more.
Confused about what people tell me,
Not sure if they like me nor hate me.
I'm a shadow forever consent
But always at change.
The driest of lands
At the bottom of the lack.
I can see but I do not.
My feet are burning, the icy land is so very hot.
These are just a few of my thoughts,
That keep going through my head as I walk.
As you can see my thought are a mess,
This is what I have to confess.
My confession is done.
What do you think, am I the only one?
My Gods and MeArtemis the Protector and Huntress,My Gods and Me in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Ares the War starter,
Loki the Trickster.
Three Gods of mine,
My faith in them can never become undone.
They watch over me, I know they do
You may not believe me, but I know it's true.
I'll teach and tell
The stories of all the realms.
The stories on them.
And all the Gods
Their stories I'll also foretell.
All the ones I know,
And the ones I will learn.
For I thank them so much for the things they have given me,
For the beauty and differences that they be.
They gave me bliss,
Happiness and a path from this.
I may have no job in reality,
But my path is their job for me.
So I work for them
Artemis, Ares and Loki.
Blessed Be to all that read,
May the Gods be with thee.
Love me as I am nowLove me as I am now.Love me as I am now in Free Verse More Like This
For I've made countless mistakes,
and I shall encounter more.
But embrace me with open arms,
comfort me with loving eyes,
and accept me without a doubt.
And I shall do the same.
Do not loathe my history,
do not fret for my potential,
and only love my current self.
And I will do the same.
MomentsI lost nothing to you.Moments in Free Verse More Like This
I gave it all freely & without hesitation
and, were I to have that time again,
I'd do the same
for the simple reason that
you're worth every moment I have
and many more besides
if only you could see it.
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.
HoldLet me wake up next to youHold in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and know each day that this is true:
that in my dreams you hold me tight
and do the same in day's cold light.
Let me taste the air you breathe
and see the stars that your eyes see.
If I can hear the words you sing
I'll have no need for other things.
Let me share the love you feel
and bathe myself in your ideals.
To know that we might live as one
would leave injustices undone.
Let me hold you tight against
my heartbeat regular, intense.
For, when we're close, the world is right:
let me hold you day and night.
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.
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.
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
BreatheA hand lain on your silken skin,Breathe in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for all I need is to be close
to drink your scent down deep within
and know that I'm the one you chose.
To touch the heat that fills your veins
and watch you in your peaceful sleep,
to hope that I might have some claim
on those sweet thoughts of which you dream.
This much, alone, enough for me:
to know you're close, and feel you breathe.
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.
DetachmentAs I gaze into the mirrorDetachment in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see him staring back.
An empty soul, he has no light,
his eyes are draped in black.
No recognition in his glance,
no pulse within his veins,
he has the look of one whose heart
will never feel again.
The dust has gathered on the glass,
the rust is bleeding through,
and though these imperfections frame
the dark reflection true
he stands an uninspired man.
I have forgotten who I am.