My heart is as deep as the Hudson River. Its fresh with unpredictable currents. Once a murky barren zone is now the object of a mid summers swim.
My mind is a twisted Christmas peppermint stick. Its stale and forgotten in your grandmothers garage, along with...
up to that moment in the daily marrow of my life. Every moments struggle, however, is harmonic in goal, the human condition is to yearn for its magic. Its arrival was both surprising and rapturous, its form was you and I. And in the spaces between us, in that moment, radiant...
I'm sick, and it's a pretty little illness
A prefrontal bacteria that eats away my willingness
To live within the social parenthesis
I'm twisted, sick from this political annilingus.
The jacket that I'm wearing will define my disorder
I'm due to see a professional Visceral...
In nighttime's sleepless hours my reverie of you takes hold
I place a kiss so gentle as not to stir a sleeping baby on the face that fills my waking hours and haunts my dreams
You alone are my Northern lights, evoking a rainbow of cascading colours, Plumes of light that fill the...
When you look into someone's eyes, you can see everything.
You see emotions and their journey.
Their heartbreaks and their fears.
Their memories, maybe even eternity.
Now, look into my eyes,
And tell me what you see.
Can you see the darkness,
That lives deep within me?
you.... like the male bee chasing his queen in the sky... On the right time of mating he drops down ... I drop down to my lowest earthy nature .. with you I practice amazing transforming in every second.. you stimulate all of what I have at the same time..... My soul...heart...
Broken pieces, shattered all around
We heard the sound, when it all hit the ground
Torn pages, in the book of my life
In the pain and strife, seems like a losing fight
Empty spaces, covered in clutter
My heart skips paces, and my words come in stutters
I see the places, where the...
Waking up in the morning,
another day dawns,
I rush to my computer,
I flip the cold box on.
As it's familiar sounds start,
Time to pour a cup,
I rush back to sign on,
To see if he's already up.
The "Sign In" is complete,
Today begins anew,
I gesture "Good Morning...
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There where mountains are sown up
and where warm truth sprouts out,
there where dawns are coming from -
is a country that knows;
in this country, at the end of the field, -
lives a man learned and old,
- his whole joy is in a chaparral.-
he roars, waves foam over...
I’m great, fine, spectacular. In a way
I relish every night, and I live every day.
I live, I laugh, I write, I sing,
I wonder what the new days will bring.
Then I get home, and I take off the mask.
The day, an almost impossible task,
Is finally over, and so I lay Down,
Each and Every Night
So much do I miss you that
Each and every night as I close my eyes
My heart sees your sparkling eyes, and your smile.
So much do I want you that
Each and every night as I think of you
My heart hears your sweet whispers and your...
Journals of our mind.
We write about the loves we’ve lost
And those we hope to find.
We write about our hopes and fears
To store our memory’s page.
We write about those events we see
At each and every age.
We write about things that bring us joy
And those that make us...
it is important to travel more,
see all the suffering, pain and power,
touch the happiness, at least for a brief time, on the corner
of deserted city that has yet to come
to swallow kilometers as bitter wine
bring down the stairs of time with heels,
to make stones blunt with...
Your armor shines and glistens upon the sun
Your helmet glows brilliant gold and silver
Your face illuminates the radiance of love
Your eyes delve deep into the world and universe
Crisis and desire conflict in one spectacle
Damnation upon you and I forfeit our lives
Your halo and...
.. My favored time of the year
With nothing in the sky, dreams are clear
Moments in time, we capture in our ever longing heart
Write books about it, screen it, sing it, some we put in art
Sunset... My time of the day
Tomorrow, we appreciatively borrow another ray
often make them rhyme.
It seems to be the thing I do,
To occupy my time.
Sometimes there are words of hope,
But often they are sad.
Sometimes they are life advice,
From experience I’ve had.
Sometimes there are no meanings at all,
No road map to follow through;
and full o'er the trees
The shadows may whisper your name
A wolf's cry echoes from the top of the hill
I fear the night's no longer tame
The call of an owl is cut off mid-hoot
It's a night best spent safe at home
Creatures that fear the light of the day
This night will...
I planted this seed...
watered it with my blood...
tried my best to shine...
my inner light upon it...
so it might prosper...
but as it broke through the soil...
I knew it was fragile...
maybe I sheltered it too much...
perhaps I didn't give it...
as much as I...
So alive amid dying light,
Embraced by the night,
Illuminate with unseen bliss.
The earth is your canvas.
Scary, yet I’ve no fear.
From afar I see slow dancing:
On haunted soil, frolicking
In ragged dress with messy hair,
Awkward steps oh, so dear.
Remove your cozy boots...
A smile concealing all my lies,
Screaming, begging, calling out,
A final, frantic, desperate, shout.
Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
A vehement covet to end this pain,
This silver blade, stays by my side,
Because all hope inside has died.
As each day ends, and darkness...
The feelings we share I ride like a wave,
The ups the downs the direction they make,
On a magic carpet that we made,
From threads of ourselves,and the pattern we laid
the vessel counts as much as the map,
The carriage awaits for us to step up,
I admit Its scary as it might...
I stand upon the epicenter of the world
I am at ultimate peace and harmony with myself
I stand where my body and spirit
Are at one with the universe and the cosmos
I gaze upwards to see a celestial
Divine of ambiance within the clouds
The clouds unveil...
(Barvo's note - I don't actually write poems. I have no urge and don't read it for pleasure. I wound up in a writing class taught by a poet, so had to write several poems. When I can't do something well, I hide behind humour. Behold the result!)
Ode to a Lost Sock
She cries each night,Never does she show her pain,Always hiding her face,How long can she stay strong?How many more days must she play along,Raw emotion in her eyes,Fear crawling up her spine as she wipes the tears,Looking down at her scars,Looking at her reflection as she hides...
The girl that died of a heartache passed me in the night whispering memories of youI stood to frightened to move for fear my eyes cast a lightand the darkness she drew like a cape around her shoulders.Her tears fell like jewels on the crushed lovers rulesthat you broke to bring...
It never rightfully belonged to me
But I wanted it nonetheless,
So when you were distracted and couldn’t see
I took it, I confess.
I thought that it might take a while
For you to realize your mistake,
And though I felt guilty in my guile
I held it close, for love’s sake...
depression and sadness roams through the Earth like a car in a crash! The devil himself or God's witness is all who'll see, it's a sad little world, that's full of hate yet, that's what we like. It's a sad little world, filled with great-bits of, a piece of love in a bite.
On the platform I watched with fascination the lovers at the station
Lost in tender admiration
I had to turn my gaze away.
For the first time in a long time I missed your smile today.
Living life at a pace, agents to please, speeches to make and deadlines to keep.
The only time...
this one is about friends and opening up. Let me know what you think:
The sunrise comes as no surprise
Like the smile on your face
It's only a 12 hour race before that dies but ...
I gaze upon u only to find sadness like your
Hiding your pain, but isn't...
struck and taste blood
Seduction and heat
The force of the feeling
And I'm shattered in pieces
I'm struck and taste blood
You raze me with reasons
Gently you're rough , love just isn't enough
I'm struck and taste blood
And I'm calling your bluff
Make your words feel...
Sits a house where no one lives
It always seems to stare at me
Like a love who can't forgive
A ghostly curtain flutters
Through a broken window pane
The wind blows through and sounds
Like a distant lonely train
A picket fence once held in
A yard that's over grown
You are lost
In faded colours of Summer's smile
The world we had now locks me out
I tear and strain in desperate style
You drift away, I scream and shout
My blood dries in the vein
True love just means real pain.
You are lost
Until moonbeams send you from the skies
to disregard aged bitterness,
The period is here to forget remorse.
Time seemed to be my enemy for so long,
Perpetual reassigned perception – aged until strong!
I am but sand droplets – time is on-going slipping sand
Slipping by the infinite seconds, through my hand
when your loved ones look at you
and all you feel is shame ?
when you're tired of living and
playing this game ?
when you know your life is
meaningless and you're the only
one to blame ?
What do you call it when the hurt
is in your soul?
when you smile and laugh but you
but have been there some
I thought other might see themselves in it.
I didn’t want to love you
You made me anyway;
You tricked me with the things you’d do,
And all the things you’d say.
I always hoped you’d love me back,
I always thought you could,
But now it is...
She lies easy in my arms
This dimly moonlit night
Her body supple to my charms
She moans with such delight
I brush her hair back, find her neck
And kiss her softly there
My lips they trace her gentle curves
They make her arch and swear
While fingers brush and pinch and...
The winds of time erode away
The memories of our past,
Leaving us with shadowy thoughts
That disappear too fast.
And so we cling with all our might
And try to hold them near,
All the things for which we care,
And those that we hold dear.
No matter how much we try to cling...
so beautiful yet so cruel, so peaceful but full of raging wars. Every smile is led by a frown. In the darkness I see it. I see the peace. But when night turns to day. I’m just another person born upon a grave. Are we not all bid a due with the warm welcome of hello when we...
The two of us enveloped in cavernous darkness.
Each movement, each sound sure to attract attention.
Up front -- bright lights.
Somewhere, a glass shatters.
What's that crunching sound?
Someone walking on broken glass?
Look, the window's...
leaves with autumn rain
boots in mud and love so vain
hours grew short with faded light
between two sides of a twilight
boarded houses and covered sleeves
cold will set as colors leave
in our hearts burrow deep
be sure, winter does creep
brace for long slumber
save the feelings...
As I lay back down to sleep
to dream of nature's virtue, sweet
to dream of her within my mind,
to dream of once upon a time
to dream the dream of
happy ever afters
to dream once more
of nature's laughter
to know it teases,
and in it's recourse
Another night has come and gone and here I sit all alone
wondering what the hell I did wrong
Trying to pick myself up and carry on
Though it's tough when you have been beaten up by life
Lost your will to fight
Trying not to listen to the voices in your head
Fighting against the...
and watched the storms come in,
But did not dare to speak,
You wanted to try and get away,
But I was just too weak.
The storms it seems were the storms of life,
delivering on your fate.
You still might make it through,
If you can only wait.
But life still battles on it...
I offer my life to you as a small token,
I know it doesn't mean a thing to you,
But my soul has shattered, completely and through;
I think of the way it might be better to die,
A gunshot death, or to jump and fly?
Or might it be better to cut open your veins?
and yet I touch you
In my mind, in my mind,
I've yet to find someone who makes me feel the way you do...
Like a shoe, like a glove,
You love me too, you fit my love.
The open sea, the open sea,
How I wish to be someone but me
So that I may have a chance of having my first dance...
the door swings its motions
the air rushes through
the cycle it seems
But where is
what makes it new?
the people walk past
Below me the ground,
Above me the clouds
I see creature
I see all black
I see a monster
You hear cars
You hear laughter
You hear music
I hear voices
I hear footsteps
I hear hell
You don't know what it is like
You get to be normal
You get to have a life
I don't know what its like
I don't get to be normal
take on a new meaning
Since a new player entered the game
She's the world's first blonde air-headed vampyre
Her eyes burn in the night like a flame
You won't hear her slip in your window
For she can move like a piece of the night
But if your room is filled with bright...
In the gloam
deep in the forest
where the faeries sleep
There is one who knows
She knows the full measure
of you; the flame your smile kindles
The ache your brown eyes afford with every stroke
And the wake you leave in your leaving.
In the gloam
deep in the forest
In search of finding more.
We aren’t quite sure of what we seek,
Or what we have in store.
We always search but seldom find,
That thing that sets us free.
We just can’t seem to stop the search,
We just can’t let it be.
We often think we can validate,
Roses are dull
violates are dying,
you say we dont care
but yet i am crying.
just fades away,
im left behind
we want you to stay.
In my eyes
im holding back tears,
scared and in pain
from all the past years.
We all care alot
we dont want you to go,
i try and stop you...