Skin to skin,
Back to abdomen,
And knees to knees,
The smell of your hair,
Head half turned,
Stubble, lips whisper soft words
In a listening ear.
And in the equatorial zone
The rising of the sun,
The purpose, energy...
a pain i wished not to endure,
a simple smile flashing bright,
your dark eyes finally seeing me.
One more I love you,
before the story is over,
and as I have told you before,
this is not our end.
Baby please dont cry,
the pain of you cutting through me,
a simple need,
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
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...
Pour me a glass,
my dear, pour me a glass.
This plan I undertake,
just to see you when I wake.
You pour a glass,
Oh dear, you pour a glass.
With one gulp, your demise,
I awake as a corpse's bride.
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
Drive. Came across this one. I never showed it to the person I wrote it for, I didn't think she wanted it at the time. I doubt it would've changed anything. But if I had showed her, I wouldn't be questioning why I chose not to. If you have something to tell someone, tell them...
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...
and I are now facing calamity
Late night laughter
That was then....what will come after?
Road trips and mischief
Memories are clear, but will soon drift
Where did the time go?
I think we both know
I can't extend my hand any longer
You resist reaching farther to grow...
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...
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...
ask not for something new,
hold onto the bright star of hope,
and take my hand.
don’t tell me I am nothing now,
when I know I am so much more,
your eyes so dark they shine,
and your anger as hot as molten ore.
You call out another's name,
yet you know I remain,
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...
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
the feelings of pleasure as my blood runs free
the beliefs of my own mortality
free of depression and anxiety
no one understands the way that i feel when i cut real deep
the coppery smells and the crimson red
the way that i feel when I'm still not dead
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
slamming across the street
chocolate brown and the number nine
a casual check of the wrist for the time
rice and wings and beer -- but not soup,
you hated that -- so I guess that too...
cashmere blankets and clap-off lights
times when i can't fall asleep some nights
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...
When your face appeared
That's all I could say...
How open your face was,
Warm and affable,
Showing the vulnerable
Anterior triangle of your neck
Trust, passive, encouragement,
The trust zone, the lust,
That Cupid moment...
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...
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...
because users can set their own type styles and sizes. It is especially difficult for poetry formatting and some styles are just not possible. I have therefore reformatted the poetry book and uploaded the new version. Essentially that means I have removed the formatting because...
i know i might just light this joint just for the touch , just for the rush
you dont even know the half of it , mad ruckess
tangled brain , im feeling like a hand puppet
cause she dont know im alone , im on my own
comatose , im feeling sick but im still posted up at...
A fantasy obscured;
An appalling hoax,
This is my box;
A pain long felt,
Insanity cards dealt;
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 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...
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...
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...
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...
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 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
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?
wounds and cracks of life's earthquakes.Beauty in all its grace,Dignity struggling mountains steep,The power of beauty's face,Lips awaiting for a kiss,And sigh to breathe again,The past is past,Just say when.Lifesaving, calming, purposeConfident, head high,Abandon loss but...
the way he licks his perfect lips
the way he laughs
the way he smells
the way he flirts
the way he just stands there
the way he eats
the way he scooters
the way he stares
the way he back-talks authority
the way he drums
the way he slouches
the way he participates
Never letting them fall
There were times our laughter shook them
But they held too much
Too much fear and insecurity
Lack of faith and only worry
Fear of the world's perception
Wanting to attain their ideal perfection
The reality of pain
Seething pasts that...
(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
April showers in the window,
there's flooding in my head.
May flowers on the sunrise,
September's on my bed.
Birthday cards from strangers.
Books of science on the floor.
Friends of friends are knocking,
I'm still at September's door.
Sweet iced tea by the pool
but my mind...