and the darkness is within
The sadness brings to bear the emotions of things
The numbing isolation that lack of touch brings
The incomparable sadness, the cool
Calm quiet of dreams
Deceived within the Devils hands
Parting like sheep from the herd
The aching surging and the...
each and every day
I miss you when the sun rises
I miss you when the sun goes back down
I miss you in the evenings , wish you were here
I miss you in my bed, holding me close there
I miss you in between the hours and the minutes
I miss you so tenderly much , I miss you so.
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...
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...
come along with us?
Don’t know where we will go
Don’t know yet where we will stay
Could be this layby or that parking bay
One thing that is certain is that the time will be gay
We could sit by the sea
Supping a cup of tea
Or by the motorway
Just passing time of day
For it has no words
In my head
Lives a Secret
I cannot show you it
For it has no form
In my head
Is an empty aching space
Where I invite
The story of my life
The Secret in...
Mucking up all my practice
And by now I think you'd know
The danger in your words
Aimed at the wrong heart
What is it you want from me?
Or don't you even know?
I dumped every drop I had left
Spilling it on the ground
The daily wonders...
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...
Splinters fill my heart by the thought of your existence. Your voice echoes the reality of all that is wrong with society. I cringe by sight of your grin as you share tales of your life occurrences. Die; away from me.
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...
house. The house where everything began. The woman glares at it, the broken windows, the ashed wood where a fire had swept through a few years ago. She shakes her head in disgust, turning and walking silently into the night, where she truly belongs.
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...
beckons outside my window
Tapping with a glimpse of sunlight.
Promising warming rays
...I remember when first my heart skipped
And I would race out the door
With renewed anticipation
Only to find
Wind burned heart
My best fake honesty gets me in trouble every time
She finds it sweet
But then it's too late.
She's buying me drapes and underwear
Telling me what's cute and what's disgusting
Giving me nick names
Naming my plants, my fish, it.
Scented candles show up in strange...
Two men guarding their goddess from harm.
A soft pink breeze sliding over the sky., ringing the charms.
A cat behind a spinning black orb.
A soft web behind my ear, a spider spinning.
A softness that is unforgettable.
A womans voice.
An Angel guiding me towards his flame.
This one word holds power over you, yet you know nothing of how it's spelled or even what it may refer to. All you know is how it feels. It's something you can never know, yet something you already do. You live this way, always longing for something you know you cannot have. You...
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...
And whisper words, then disappear
Can you say you truly hear
I simply do not know
Their words are soft and oh so sweet
Like candy for your ears; a treat
I hear they make your life complete
With advice as they go
I think a fairy came to me
And whispered words to set me...
And they're wailing a hurting song
They cry out in pain with each breath that I take
And my hips and my knees sing along
My fingers pick out the melody
Each one plays a note of its own
My shoulders and ankles bang out the bass
Sending vibrations to each of my bones...
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...
feel the nick of you lingering cool as winter's solstice,
feel the nick of you like a dagger cold upon the intangible grace of my skin.
such a sin it was to love you.
And when I am at last ushered into the chambers of sleep,
when I am blanketed in that dark array of...
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...
Some with flowers in their hair
Some don't wear no underwear
The sun shines on all heinie's bare
Pixies, pixies, laugh and play
They sleep all night and dance all day
At sunrise they get underway
All day it's pixies in ballet
Dwarves, dwarves, are...
let me know if I am..
She wore her day with a smile
It was nothing for her to stop
And help someone smell the roses
Finding peace in imperfection
Drops of help in small doses
She carried out daily duties
Drawing strength from above
Fought through the afflictions...
Everything’s red, white and blue
People line the streets as far as the eye can see
Some are sharing a party,
Others hope to glimpse the carriage
While others just want to hear the music
From the biggest party of the century
It’s 60 years on the throne
So alive amid dying light,
Embraced by the night,
Illuminate with unseen bliss.
The earth is your canvas.
Scary, yet I’ve no fear.
From afar I see slow dancing:
On haunted soil, frolicking
In ragged dress with messy hair,
Awkward steps oh, so dear.
Remove your cozy boots...
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...
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
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...
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...
listening silently, restlessly, the echoes of her hear beat that made her capable of living again.
She sat against the hard wooden floor - her body stiffed against the concrete wall- she knew it wasn't the end yet.
Every emotions that went through her heart, she understood it...
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...
(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 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...
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...
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,
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...
than being a poet is to be a muse...
You paint meadows
Filling my senses
With your love
Sings a love song
I would wait
For you to return
Year after year
As I bask in your touch
And I remember the moment
Something stirs inside
And I smile...
Spin the bottle
Kiss the girl
What a concept
Rock her world
Lean toward her
Lick my lips
Is my breath fresh?
I breathe in sips
Shut my eyes
But sneak a peek
Oh the treasure,
The joy I seek
I can't breathe
If it's awful
Will she leave?
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...