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...
As a veil in your thoughts and dreams
Image of my red lips and red hair
Is what you remember
But no life is behind those thin eyes
While the real ones gleamed that colour
Like the rest of me
Shards tearing us apart
Or perhaps we were always torn...
and lips bit dry,
Tear stained cheeks of where he once would cry,
Upon the forest, rope will swing,
Little by little the light does dim,
Memories of children and sweet laughter,
From the willow tree is the father,
Rivers running softly below,
Minutes to seconds of letting life...
beyond the vision, and the veil,
where dawn's thin misted whisper swept
fallen fragile, and brittle dreams
from littered paths, beyond the hang
of that old gnarled crooked bough of me,
and...in evelyn's garden, where streams have formed,
where once the broken willow wept...
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
(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
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...
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 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
I knew better
I put myself in this position
Just when I think I'm winning
I start losing
This game called love
It's so confusing
A vicious cycle with no conscience
No remorse, I made my choice
I sacrificed my heart
Was torn apart by feelings I let loose
It's a noose...
July 27, 2013) I can't seem to find home. This place called reality. I don't belong. I can't seem to find home. Lord, where did I come from? Every time I meet the sky, people bring me down and make me cry. I can't seem to find home. I talk to spirits all day but people bring me...
where no one can see...
Just how long it's been.
You are my poetry.
A poem I can't seem to finish.
Just one clumsy line spilling into the next.
You are my happiness.
A low glass ceiling.
Just so you can watch.
You are my sadness.
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...
If only they spoke ...
.. Those walls .. If only they spoke ...
To tell about that hidden truth and what really goes around ..
To tell about those secretive screams that never made a sound ..
To tell about those real smiles that yet haven't been found ..
To tell how those lies...
In my eyes see the reflection,
Deep, dark and sensual
Reflecting in eyes of blue.
Come seduce this mind
And let it go.
Let my desire for you
Burn a longing to be held,
Taste and sound and smell
Hands and fingers, soft and firm
don't know how I'd cope with out that place I call home
I just want to be my self
don't know how to be someone else
so let your conscious win
it'll get you out of the mess your in
so remember the further you climb the harder you fall
doesn't take long before...
her torso i hear
a dull whump,
and the sounds that accompany mouthwash
more of the same but different.
a soft machine
tightly wrapped in bands of blobs and threads
some tough, some greasy
stacked imperfectly, out barely an inch
and that spark
of 17 or so years...
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 be alone with you.
Alone with your night shades and dark secrets.
Alone with under the cover of a forgotten darkness.
Alone with a symphony of quiet callings and lonely sounds.
Alone with the moon as she traces her smile across the sky.
I have been waiting all day...
leaving only madness behind
spinning around and around
like the hands of a clock never stopping forever going forward
so it seems like sanity is the hardest thing to hold on to
so is this the price I am to pay for love
2013) Drinking tea on a fine Monday morning. Looking out the window, seeing nothing. Rocking back and forth on the chair and my cats are ******** all over the place. And your toasts are burnt, looks like black tar.But your just staring, staring out into space. At the window. You...
path I take
Goes with me too
I can work alone
And think it is fun
To start a task
And see it done
I can sleep alone
For once I'm there
My dreams will take
I can stand alone
And face the fight
I will not run
If I know I'm right
But love alone
I can not do
Sometimes occasions come our way,
Inspiring memories good and bad.
The occasion that is now close at hand,
Brings me memories of my dad.
The things he taught me have stayed in place,
And have become a map for me to tread.
As he told me about the things in...
life is written in,
Every single day.
All the task that you have done,
And the thoughts along the way.
You write out every chapter,
And every single page.
The book keeps growing every day,
Reflective of your age.
Some chapters filled with laughter,
But some of sorrow too...
Over empty words and shattered dreams
the heart you broke with the words you spoke
and with the words that are still unsaid
But just like always I'm already in your head
all in the lies you tell yourself
all the feelings you thought you felt
So what is your comfort to me...
2012) I didn't mean to hurt her. That horrible night back in November. I kicked her, had her stomach bruised.She changed because of the dope she abused. We promised to live a clean life but she kept ******* up all the time.I became completely psychotic knowing that the...
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...
My original take on the song tell me what you think
You and me, we made a vow
I stood in front of the priest and in front of all our family and said the words that should have bound us for eternity together
For better or for worse
We were the perfect match until you...
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...
but in the end you learn to love the pain you feel
I've figured out sometimes to stay alive you have to kill your mind
but listen here there is no feeling as tragic as wishing you had tried harder
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...
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...
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...
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...
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?
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...
twisted path that lies ahead,
Can fill our hearts with fear.
The reasons for this anxiety,
Is not exactly clear.
The path ahead is still unknown,
And we don’t know where to tread.
We could find out if we explore,
But we avoid the path instead.
We fear the things that we don...
even though it hurts but is ok because i lost my sanity to the man I love
I'm in love with a fairytale even though it hurts now a days I can't find him but when I do we'll have a brand new start
I'm in love with a fairytale but its ok cause I'm already cursed
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...
I got this! Go sit down! Go sit down! I'll check it myself. I'll check it myself. Come-boo-ga! Come-boo-ga! Shwalalalalala, magic, magic....There you have an goat. There you have an turtle.Shwallalalala
Shwa Shwa Ss-sshh-sh-sh shwalalala
October 4, 2013) You can only hear thunder when the weather turns cold and the turtles in the sea becomes old. All your secrets has been told. Self becomes bold and Lilith took your soul and sold it for a sack of pure Thai Heroin.
Before the sun has warmed my fears.
Before I spend the day looking for you.
Before I try and remember what you said.
Before I swear never again.
Before I hope you call
Before I remember you won’t
I am the loneliest at night…
After the sun has left me.
he clung to the fragile dissolving weave
of silk spun fantasy, until the last lingering
threads of her frayed departing whisper became
but, a thin and misty morning veil
to his sad, unblinking blistered, gaze...
but even this, he knew, would soon disperse
as the fresh...