but this was literally a poem that I wrote in 30 seconds, here it goes:
Think fast lover bird
Think about the songs and the mountains the hot summer breeze the big magical sky and your light feathery wings
Your soft little body and the songs that you sing
Oh my you are so...
I LOVE LOVE
I love, love and it would seem
That not a moment could possibly pass
Without finding me in a wakeful dream,
Of salacious thoughts deep and vast.
I love, love and sense its lure,
Each time she stirs my lust
For the object of my wanting, sweet and pure...
I feel inside,
can be described
by simple imagery.
I'm standing at a crossroads
the wind is blowing all around
I feel alone,
I am alone,
looks similarly empty
yet I still need
to discover them.
The only way
to go home.
I love the beauty of the sea
Within its depth a part of me
No better where I'd rather be
The only place that I feel free.
To breathe within its briny air
To feel its breath blow back my hair
At the blue horizon stare
That is where you'll find me there.
I hide within its shallow...
This secondary drive.
Humanity has made this vital.
Without it you are of little importance.
Not worthy of acceptance ,
It is useless on its own.
Without it there is nothing to give in this world that takes.
Society has thrown you away,
Like a wrapper in the wind.
How long will this last
You start pacing
Dry mouth is what you begin tasting
Breathing gets heavy
You start shaking
Your palms are sweaty
Unnecessary noise you begin making
All to distract yourself
From this strange mental health
You just learned entirely
About what it's...
if you like it.
A Twisted Summer's Day
It was a beautiful sultry day,
sun high in the perfect blue sky,
air clean and fresh,
walking along the beach,
walking through a cultural city
outdoor cafés, smiling couples;
What a day, what a day!
You pick up your toddler,
I love you more with everyday
A thousand reasons; a thousand ways
A thousand words that I could say
From a thousand miles away.
I love you here; I love you now
I need to love you near somehow.
To close this gap between you and me
This thousand mile eternity.
I love your heart; I...
A thousand 'likes'. A thousand comments. A thousand tweets of the same breakfast while we marvel at coincidence.
Because I matter.
Following you following me a thousand times for a thousand disciples; the next more important than the last. A favorite book/song/quote/movie...
Dark Funeral - "In My Dreams"
When the moon is high in the heavens,
"And the sharp winds howl like wolves."
I lay in the darkness twisting and turning,
"My mind won't give me any peace."
I dream of when we were as one,
my secret passion...
and darkness still prevails
her casual morning disheveled shuffle to the coffee
still beautiful to me
and so entranced i loose myself in thought
come up behind her in the mirror
and brush my lips along her neck
she smiles and teases with a laugh
we chat over our breakfast about...
And as the day broke through
There was nothing you could do.
For of the rain now falling down
A greater value would hit the ground.
From that first dull morning ray
Started with a shard of grey.
Never thought it could evoke
Such an iron fire smoke.
But within that weapon cast...
this whirlwind of conflicting images
her velvet voice just within perception beneath wild wind
calling my name with reassurance and empathy
intensity of the night tries again and again to overwhelm
but the grainy vision of my confusions cannot withstand
Within my mind
Point of origin returned
Alcohol may be
The relief I find
Soaking my insides
In a salty brine
But you're still blind
Why am I the one
Always left behind
finger to the trigger
Tooth to the rind
I bite the hand
I kill the...
I'm surrounded by people having a good time
And I try to have a good time
At least look the part
But I'm Charlie Brown
And everyone’s speaking
And I don't understand or care
What they're saying
Because I'm in my mind somewhere
Under the sky
Who are we to blame when all we feel is pain
Thinking about our future just trying to maintain
When half the people in my class have all grown up and changed
We all used to be cool and say what's up to one another
When talking to Escher we'd say bro and or brotha
We've met and made a connection,
Without ever seeing one anothers face.
The blooming bud of a brand new friendship,
Culminated in what is termed cyber space.
We are starting a brand new journey,
Walking together on a pristine path.
Learning brand new things with each and every...
rushes in my thoughts
but it is in the silence between our spoken words
where my heart caresses each line of her beauty
and swims in the heat of her eyes entwined in mine
where her heart desires mine
where spoken truths are just a
reflection of the deeper fires of our souls
Light pokes through the open blinds
Only the clock above ticks with sound
Being alone, something I don't mind
Wishing I was 21 in a different decade
A different time for women and men
2015, kids wanting to get laid
Those that came before us, why can't we be more like...
.......To see a world in a grain of sand, to hold what falls in your hand. To know the future, but be surprised it takes place as long ago planned. Like an artist takes his tools out to paint. A long lonely walk he takes. Down the path through the holler. Up a hill, pass the...
I’m really trying to love you
And take you out of your despair
You don’t respond to any comfort
Yours is a heart with no one there
I think you gave up years ago
A little child discarded in the past
Though you gave them your love deeply
They always left, it didn’t last...
we dream little foolish dreams of her
she just smiles and asks for coins
her hair dyed blue and silver
her eyes dyed green
her pouting lips curl
at the trash mouth who talks in such little letters
you rebound with compliments and roses
little gestures she gets all the day...
as I type it, so I can't tell you if it's going to be worth reading… There isn't one thing left to be broken, yet everything is on the line once again: there was no chance of again being vulnerable, but then began falling and losing control: independent enough to always walk...
in their past,
in their future,
You know how life can finally be
full and sweet and right
you've spent years peeling that orange
and now you're biting in,
delight, juice, fulfillment
and a step forward,
a step back
a concrete curb
and Fairview Street
I walked happily or thought I could show it
Once I wasn't alone and not hidden from the world
Once is a long time when you are nothing real
I don't want to get up each day, I struggle, I cry
I don't want to start anything new, pretending to try
I feel dead weight inside me...
Waiting for a glimpse or sign
Wondering if I've lost my mind.
Wandering fields of golden grass
Worrying heat that would not pass.
While the seasons slowly turning
Watching peats eternal burning.
Wishing frost to hit the moors
With waves of waters icy shores.
Westerly the skies...
but words will always hurt the most
I will be bruised but I will heal I will have scars that I can just hide
It will only hurt for a little
But it was those words that tore me down that make me feel the way that I do
It was the words that hurt the most because they stick...
You feel alone;
No one to find around,
Just to hug and cry on.
You feel like no one gets you,
Try to break and judge you.
You feel like nothing makes sense,
To restart life and give it one last chance.
You tired of shedding tears,
Being in the midst of some unknown...
I wrote this one recently. It is the first poem I have finished in a few months.
He Reminded Me of Me Written by, err... Me. :)
I saw a boy of five today
Who reminded me of me
And though time passes in a blink
The boy did not yet see
And his mind was filled with wonder.
Which only broken things can see,
There is a hero inside myself,
Who only around you I can be,
There is sunshine behind the rainclouds,
A light inside the dark,
Poetry in cryptic words,
Hate of love inside your heart,
Minds filled with empty thoughts,
sad, maybe pissed
But this won't take the pain away
Make it through tonight for a brighter day
Please find a new way to cope
And don't you dare think about that rope
You're beautiful with a lot of life left
And don't let the blade be the theft
You know, there's people like...
Here is a cake,
I baked it myself;
I filled it with love,
And left it on a shelf.
It's been sitting there,
For only god knows how long;
Just found it yesterday,
And...Oh dear god that looks wrong.
There's a graveyard of flies,
Coating the top;
My friend accidentally dropped it...
No mountain is too steep,
to bring you out of the heap.
Just lay your cares on the ground,
and soon after you will be found.
Inside your head used to be a war,
the tears of the past is no more.
Now you can rejoice about life,
and put down that sharp knife.
Love the person you are...
I wrote this some time ago about someone from very long ago. I was going through my old poems and when I came to this one, I kept reading it over and over again. The person I wrote this about doesn't have any place in my life now and I rarely think of her so, the moment has...
light pouring over wood floor
seeping slowly over the clock
crisp notes of music cleanly flow
like whisps of firelight in the
cool close comfort of star filled night
the hearts gravity recalls the scent of a lover
the hearts child wanders the memory
a rain shower fades away in memory
and the air is thick in aftermath
drenched with memory
as we lay benith the overhang
her lace dress crisp against my cheek
i turn to say something but am
caught up by her distant looking silent revere
the notion of her hand moving along my arm...
I met myself on the street today,
I was looking rather pale.
My eyes were red, my hair unwashed,
I didn't look too well.
I tried to find the courage,
To ask me what was wrong.
I've known myself for quite some time now,
We used to get along.
He looked at me with anger,