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...
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,
I wanted to show him off, take him with me, show the world he is mine. I wanted everyone to stare and wonder where you could find someone like him. I loved him the way you love your first own car. He was not perfect or the best looking guy but I loved that. I was addicted to his...
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...
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...
.. Slow SkiesSilver and gold lights on a mountain sideAll along the ridge in evening down,To purse a closer perspective,Reaching out to touch your crown.The closer the further,Peripheral vision over direct line of sight,Determining a vision by the surroundsAs real as any tangible...
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
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...
it to my face
I wont let you see these tears
That i cry everyday
You destroy my confidence
You shout at me
You tell me you don't love me
You constantly make me weak
You break me everyday
Whe you lie to my face
I try to tell myself to be strong
But the pain wont go away
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...
cant talk about you though 7 years its been
It hurts so much
But i hide the pain away
The cuts stay unseen
Your beautiful face
Stuck in a wooden frame
Behind that glass
How am i still sane
Loosing you nearly killed me
Im surprised I'm still here
To walk another day...
The Burn reminds me
Life is dark,..
(One of many ways the
Jolly Monster made his
Pain ...A Cigarette Scented
(How it stains the Half-Dead
I feel judged by Laughing
They paint white walls 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...
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?
that takes you whole. That clash of insanity that carries you to the edge of a cliff. It’s in those last few moments that you realize that this was your destiny. Being able to have freedom was never a part of it. There comes a time when you question everything. You try your...
so ingrained it plagues all the nations
One concerning life and living
Which focuses not on taking
But on giving
We, the masters of this world
Are doomed to watch as it unfurls
Not out of punishment, not out of spite
But for the ignorance of what is right
No time to recover in between
Or time to climb up from the lows
But still I will power through
Fighting all the way to the end
Living, breathing, pure adrenaline
Yet staying as sweet as the morning dew
This is what I live for, to simply defend
Using whatever I can to...
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
I'm trapped between pages and underneath words. your beauty, your love, your warmth is a breath of fresh air to my lungs. It breathes new life into a story so cold and bitter. One that thought it was nearing it's end. Every part of me, every ounce of strength and love belongs to...
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...
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
Do not be afraid of life,the pain,the peril and the strife.Do not shrink with fear and dread from the things that lie ahead.
Do not be afraid to try-for no goal can be too high.You may fail but don't complain,you can always try again.
Do not be afraid to speak,to adventure and to...
that flower because at first glance the flower seemed like it was dead.but somehow i was fortunate enough to see that the flower just needed to be watered.so i watered the flower.until it became vibrant and lively again. all the people in town started to talk about that...
And thought were important to keep.
Were nothing more than superficial,
And faded away in our sleep.
Our looks is not what’s important,
Although taking care of our self is not a crime,
Some things just don’t last forever,
Erased by the passage of time.
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...
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...
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 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...
With the village children praying
Did you hear them calling out your name
For to save them from the slaying
Did you watch the day turn into night
With the village children weeping
Did you hear them calling out your name
As they saw death softly creeping
Did you watch...
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...
Onlyhttp://youtu.be/1tQEpMJM-o8Returning in a car from a day of adventure,An Odyssey with blue skiesAnd white cloudsCotton-balling their way in every selfie,Pluralising pictures,Three is not a crowd,With a cloud the perspective grows,The floor would becomeThe horizontal wardrobe...
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...
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
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
shivers as cold fingers strokes through her hair
She's at a café at the end of an unknown street
where the only sounds are the echoes of invisible feet
A shadowy bird glued to the sky
lonely girl remembers how it was to fly
She's a neon butterfly with no wings...
(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
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...
since I saw you last,
And I almost have come to believe
That I'm no longer at the mercy of my pointless crush,
No longer my heart do I deceive.
I love you as a friend,
(I've been telling myself),
but that's as far as it goes.
I tell myself I am now immune
to that which caused...
.. Nick Cave and Warren Ellishttp://youtu.be/shvdHrayAEcRemembering the moments all inwrought in sunshine.Vibrating in melodic memoriesThe altruism and the kind,Circles not lines would bring us around in time.Strategies of survival, multitudes of centuries long,A heart that rose...