form like dreams I hold so tightWhisk from the unknown horizonShadows dancing in forlornDreams are made of moons and starsReality has many unpredictable scarsClosing the eyes to break freeWhich should I choose thee?The beautiful dream or stark reality?
Just out of reach...
My fingertips brush
The tiny gold pebbles
That pour from the cavity in my chest;
And I'm falling, falling
Says the pretty eyeless girl
Who lays upon my bed.
Pour me on your neck
Allow me to live in your nostrils
Make me a part of your essence
Allowing me to reside within your pores
Stop wondering and feel me inside of you
Don’t stop enjoying the blissful flirtation going on within the inner recesses of your soul
Allow your mind to...
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
because no one matters
We are all equal nothingness
This is because, one day we will all die.
New people will come about.
And the old people will be forgotten.
I will be forgotten
You will be forgotten.
I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows...
now I cherish mine
But why do we only change when bad things happen over time
I truly try to change through this book of rhymes
So if there's still good in people let the god send us a sign
We're cold blooded animals, I say with no disrespect
And when we die, please...
As I lay down on my bed
I can't get you out of my mind
In every twist and turn
You occupy the whole of me
I crave for you fervently
I long to feel your lips, ohhh...so soft
While those fantasies feed my thoughts
I want to feel your warm embrace
Your skin, your touch under my...
Well here i am, once again.
Always the same, always insane.
I live in the shadow, I live in a dream.
They say im crazy, they say its a faze. Life is just one big maze.
Love is a cure, I mean I guess.
Im Living in the shadow of The Rest.
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn,
We build the house where we may rest,
And then, at moments, suddenly,
We look up to the great wide sky,
Inquiring wherefore we were born…
For earnest or for jest?
The senses folding thick and dark
About the stifled soul within,
once was asked concerning love versus hate
Why does it seem that hate is so great?
While hate is a very strong emotion too
Nothing can equal love that is true
The weight of hate is very heavy to bear
While it seems like love is lighter than air
Accounts of hate make a big news...
and the day begins for a normal human like me:
I sit up and watch the sunlight bury my past.
Somehow, everything seems clearer and everybody's coming out of their shells. All of the memories and all of these words open up the meaning of my world.
I don't want anything to ever...
and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,– This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over–wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us...
I stare at my ceiling,
Watching glowing stars spin.
I hear the clock tick,
Will that be the only thing to exist
In the world's future?
The warm breeze,
Smelling of cricket song and starlight
Stirs my heart.
Dream for me?
She came into my life as quickly as an Olympian running the 40 yard dash!
Her essence hit me like someone jumping into a pool to make a splash
She didn’t know it at first but she had my heart right from the word hello
My God, she is so beautiful both inside and out that I never...
a woman who held a babe against her breast, said, 'speak to us of children'and he said:Your children are not your childrenThey are the Sons and Daughters of Life's longing for itselfThey come through you, but not from youAnd though they are with you, they belong not to youYou may...
She could take away your breath,
Her beauty had no flaws,
Seeing her, you'd think your on meth,
But alas she could not help you,
For her life has fallen through.
This woman was so very kind,
She never asked, even if she needed help,
Sometimes people are blind,
Even now I hear...
My wrists are scarred
And so is my heart
I’ve been shattered and hurt
I’ve been torn apart
I wished for an angel
But nobody came
I thought it’d be different
But it’s all just the same
I thought that you loved me
I thought you could save me
You didn’t care, though
Swimming in the ocean of you
Looking into those big blues
Your waves move right through me
Move me, sooth me, or just consume me
Your wind blows past my ears
Gives me chills that could create tears
The rush of your breeze over my skin
Will send me to heaven again and again
not even for a day, because -- because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all...
'Attention please! Attention please!
Don't dare to talk! Don't dare to sneeze!
Don't doze or daydream! Stay awake!
Your health, your very life's at stake!
Ho–ho, you say, they can't mean me.
Ha–ha, we answer, wait and see.
Did any of you ever meet
A child called Goldie...
It’s not within my capacity
when she’s around;
and I wonder why my thoughts are so acidly
when it was by myself that I was bound
and left to drown
with this newfound sense of profound,
Regardless, there I remain, restrained,
unable to attain...
brown hair and eyes so blue, they put the sky to shame
And I wondered what his life was like.
I wondered if he was in love or out of love
Did he even believe in love?
I wondered if he grew up
With a mother and a father
Or just a mother or a father
Did he read books...
it was one of the first i heard. i know its very simple but thats why i love it. it was written by my god father who is no longer whit us. i like to think that our in our love of poetry and writing and basically English as a whole that gives us something in common.
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly
Worth what I've been blessed.
I search through days that have been hard,
To try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.
You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and...
If it were a book
would u ever get it read
If it were a word
would it ever be said
if it were a song
would it ever be heard
if it were letters
could u form a word
if it were you
would u ask why
would u stand up proud
or break down and cry
if it were a sign
that pointed the way...
Watch your Thoughts...for they become your Words
Watch your Words...for they become your Actions
Watch your Actions...for they become your Habits
Watch your Habits...for the become your Character
Watch your Character...for it becomes your Destiny
i'm burning with rage.
i'm like a bird in a cage.
she snakes let us be.
you see us struggling.
yet leaving us without
nothing makes you happy.
you love seeing others lives
we wont unleash our anger
to see you laugh.
how can someone
like you exist.
two faced witch.
I decide that for once-
I'll refuse to let you trample me.
So I stick up for myself.
I play your game.
At first it goes well.
But you've been playing for longer
You defeat me
Mum gets involved
You escalate your game
a cold rain today
and our muddy shoes are down,
just inside the door
and our slick coats hang
dripping in the entranceway —
and the rain has a voice,
the roof and windows
speak its language as you *****
out of your work clothes
in the otherwise
silence… and I feel...
Even a small bed is too big, alone.
She lies half-awake, draws stuttered breath,
listens to memory’s bittersweet drone,
wonders if silence comes cloaked in death.
Not quite awake, she draws stuttered breath,
promises shattering on her pillow.
She wonders if silence comes...
know you've landed
In a dark place
I know where you've been
I know where you are
Just don't run so far.
Hands are reaching
To your face
To wipe the tears
To clear the hate
We all do falter
We all do make mistakes
Just believe you are great.
Just believe in a new day
a thing of beauty for laughter spreads the very gift of joy
That people they are drawn to happy people is not that hard for to understand why
Since everybody wishes to be happy and laughter it spreads happiness around
And only the heartless could not like the sound of laughter...
for joy and became miserable
We drank for sophistication and became obnoxious.
We drank for friend and became enemies.
We drank to help us sleep and awakened exhausted.
We drank to gain strength and it made us weaker.
We drank for exhilaration and ended up depressed.
Excuses, excuses you have many.
I have little time but you have plenty.
You ignore me but you won't admit it.
Instead you spout nonsense to say you didn't.
But I know you, no matter how much you hide.
I know the person that I love is inside.
Maybe she's on vacation, who ever...
Out where the waves crash contempt on the land
Someone was trembling for fear of the tempest
Somebody silently reached for their hand
Said, understand that if you're cold I'll keep you warm
And besides, there's so much beauty in a storm
So come down with me to the shore...