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 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...
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 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;
anything really worth doing
Even if we are at it all night
While time permits
We seek, we touch
She has great moves
Sweet lips, deep eyes
More depth than a good book
One I can not put down
When I reach out for her
The goose bumps return
I can't wait to get past her...
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,
Another day. I can not take. Another why? It kills my pride to have to stay and face today. Maybe tomorrow will kill the sorrows? Maybe tomorrow will kill the hate? Maybe the rain will wash all the pain of yesterday down the drain. And in my mind all of the cries. Louder than...
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...
and blood.. it goes
At times the scarlet bleeds
Like tiny threads from the sea
The hardened stone of a heart
One touch, it swooned but part
It breaks..restore.. but then
It leaves a scar ..rotten
The eyes that shone, now dull
With body, So thin and frail
The hair, one by one...
and despite the best efforts at remaining
within the glow of comfort and orderliness
the dark garden beckons
Syllables twist in the soil of thought forming aural blossoms
in hues of sadness, guilt, confusion, need,
a thicket of untended and overgrown human feeling...
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...
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...
one you love.
The noise resound in the sky
flying on the wings of a dove.
She calls on her other
but there is no reply.
they do not know that she is near
near in mind and heart, that is.
You are about to leave;
I see it in your eye.
But before you go, answer me this:
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...
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...
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...
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...
An hour would last a day.
And every next one,
would be another one to play.
I dream of childhood.
To fight my demise.
Destroy it with a stick
that is a sword in disguise.
I dream of childhood.
Climbing trees to the top.
The branches ate my future,
the ground is still a long...
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
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...
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
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,
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...
for strolling madly.
Fall into the void...
Total, utter, surrender.
Contemplation, rumination is my ruination.
My ruined nation.
Take me back to the start, back to the start...
Write from the heart.
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
And thought we were alone.
But we were joined by several more,
Connected on their phone.
Before the words could be expressed,
They had to answer text.
I could only sit and wait,
In hopes that I’d be next.
So the future lies before us,
And cell phones catch the blame.
as it blows i can feel its sorrows. I relate to the wind
so much so i know it's listening, i don't want to go away from this place i love. Just like it doesn't want to feel anymore of our human sorrows.
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...
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
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...
Sending her thoughts of suicide
It hovers over wherever she goes
And following it comes the crow
The crow snips and bites
And the raven destroys her mind
They work together as a team
Coming up with the perfect scheme
The raven goes in for an attack
And the crow follows...
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
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
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...