just because its not in sync with mines doesn't make it any less legit.
i just wish you'd at least took the time and have walked with me for just a bit.
i wouldn't of promised you anything more than a sunrise vibrantly lit.
your hand in mines and a sunrise vibrantly lit.
aged, features seem out of place
How in Hell did such a young heart
Get trapped in the body of this old fart?
I can’t be that old.
Life has passed me by?
What happened to me?
Where did the time fly?
Youth sees old, wrinkled and greyed
Appearances count, of that I’m afraid...
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...
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...
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...
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
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?
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...
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...
English teacher, Mr McCabe, for my poems tend to be quite long.
I give you my heart,
Is what the gift said,
Before he takes me over to bed
Crystal; cold and tinged with grey,
Falls away; slips from palm eager instead
For his skin; Lovers head to head, laugh...
and alone with my thoughts there I sat on the floor,
It's still dawn, coffee brewing, almost as it was 4 months ago.
I'm sprawled on the floor and my thoughts became the audience,
I'm trying not to entertain my thoughts but they humor me so well especially my conscious,
peace to me
Put my head down to lay
Music on to set me free
Close my eyes to rest
Let my mind drift away
Go off to a place I know best
Twinkles in the sky to stay
Some where filled with sweets and delight
Passion run through like a river
Warm kisses all through the night
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...
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...
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,
glass for it's immenent translucent appearance, light withholding everything bound into a pool of water, a breeze of crisp october air as she gazes into the forest of brown and golden hues, making for what was since then a pass time, something noted to be of a common occurance...
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
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...
upon my canvas. So insensible and so vulnerable to my tracing touch. Your bare flesh subliminally nettles my trance. I'm mesmerized by the thought of the innumerable yet tireless times we've created the most divine art. Each piece so equally compelling, breathtaking, memorable...
look in the eye
A feint smile that quickly grows
The heart beats faster
There's a tingling in your finger tips
A rush of blood and endorphins and life
The touch grows more insistent
The mind becomes preoccupied
Clever words that hide nothing
As the teasing soon begins
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...
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
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...
tears and heart over canvas of wonder
A caravan of memories travel the roads of my tired mind then pause when you smile before rolling again
I perceive your image dancing behind the noisy dust and tumble of its rhythm
When it passes you are gone
And my canvas is nothing...
And bumblebees are in a rush, they have no time for tears.
Down by the brook a meadowlark strikes up a happy tune.
The sun is low a ere long will make way for the moon.
The deer are in the meadow, a family with two fawns.
The squirrels are barking from the trees...
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...
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...
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
for suicide prevention.
I'll just try it one more time and see if they're right.
I've got one blade held in my hand holding it tight.
Flipping it over again and again.
Rethinking my choice of going down this lane.
It's just one cut, what harm could it do?
Maybe if they see they...
I have let the light go,But not let the dark in,The pain from withing spreading my fears,You and I,Standing here alone,We are like each other,The pain consuming me,This world is nothing but a dream,A peace of a shattered memory,Here we go,The secrets we never shared,Each time we...
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...
Mushrooms in a perfect ring
Where the fairies go to make plans
Queen Larkspur called for a meeting
To plan the summer's end fest
Her advisors came from miles around
She only called the best
The gathering was at midnight
Under a crystal starry sky
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...
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...
Open up your eyes,
Is it only the fool who lies?
No one is getting anywhere,
Heck if this demons should care,
Lies, tears and holding a flame,
How many times will life play its twisted game?
Tyrants and jesters pulling the strings,
Never deep enough, only watching the pretty...
if it's good or not.. Idk I like it but that's just me
It's something so unordinary.
It's not cold.
You feel what I can't;
Joy, happiness, love.
You love what I can't;
It holds my heart.
I know you won't drop it.
Or shatter it.
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...
An unseen fairy circle
Is home to magic parties
Where Unicorns dance in moonlight
While Pixies play on lutes
The Fairy Queen sits on her throne
Fashioned from flower roots
Nymphs in next to nothing
But flowers in their hair
Dance into the circle
I got scared when you came home,
Mamma took the needle today,
Fell on the couch when you were on your way,
The house is burning with dirty hands,
Is it only me that understands?
Daddy why do I have to bleed,
Are you angry that you didn't succeed?
Mamma tell me why do you...
(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
A red stain flows down my skin of porcelain.
Gentle moonlight illuminates the the haunting scene.
Like mountains on a flat landscape,
Or storm on a cloudless day,
It peirces the image of perfection.
Except now it is no longer mountains,
Or a raging storm.
It's blood, dying my...
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...