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...
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...
who wasn't there
Please don't tell
Please don't share
He saw a man that wasn't there
He whispered in the chilled night air
I'm not sure what you mean, I say.
You saw a man you tell me, "Swear!"
Swear not to tell and not ask where?
Who is this man that wasn't there?
I swear to...
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...
..but that is why I can't have you...this will be complicated and your understanding is priceless...even if I wanted you I still couldn't have you...and since I don't have you...I don't want you...and if I did want you I'd have you... but your presence is what I want right now...
with the wrong person.
Hate giving my time to the wrong person.
Hate arguing with the wrong person.
Hate knowing I ****** the wrong person.
Hate the energy I put towards this person.
That's how one truly feels at first from a break up.
Take advantage of the negative and turn 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...
drum musical heart beat is this storm beating down inside of me...
... Reminding me of how empty life can be.
Raging wild like the wind your energy blows right through me and I feel it's whip teasing me so lovely...
... Reminding me how sweet a friend's love can be.
I can do
as rivers slowly fall down
till they kiss the ground
lost in my thoughts
in this night so hot
hoping and wishing
for that one dream
visions fills up my head
as i lay in my bed
wondering am I good enough?
Damn this night will be tough
starting doubting suddently...
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
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
enjoyed when I met with you,
You greeted me with a smile.
I shook your hand and had a seat,
And visited for a while.
Your hand I felt was full of wrinkles,
It was also stiff and cold.
But your stories have warmed my heart,
Since I was eight years old.
Your stories were full of...
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...
tuned them perfectly to go with the wind. A glass of cherry red and a fine book too. Started from the clouds and changed each hue. Made them fine-tasting cupcakes so you would ask for me. Sang you a fine tune when you couldn't see. My voice was there when everyone had left. My...
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 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...
and my world stops at the sound of your voice.
A gentle teasing,
and then some information...
but oh, so much more.
Like a balm to my soul,
Like water washing over me,
Like sunshine beaming on me.
part of me taking in what you're telling me...
open your soul
between your ribs
steal your beating heart
I loathe you
I need you
I want to consume it all
your moments, your memories
surround and silence
every quaking pore
what's hidden away
reach deep inside
hands full of rage and gore
to find what you're made of
so deep my lips can't split to speak...
... Fear of rejection while holding you in my eyes; I see...
...I love with my heart bleeding down my arm; your warmth I seek...
... I lose sleep...
...The sound of your voice; I need...
...Music to my soul; I keep...
of who I will become,
Never giving up will cause me to reach my chosen destination by the beat of my own drum,
I will overcome, though my soul is old, my heart stays independently young,
I can overcome whatever is negatively plunged at me by some.
I am blessed in spirit by...
The pain so deep
Pierced right through the skin so deep
It feels so good it does not hurt
The release I need freed my mind
Pierced to deep freeing the layers
Letting out all the emotions I'm not a wanna be player
Pierced the skin final attempt
Releases it all...
Will she ever know how much i love her. I cant tell her how i feel. I keep myself hidden from the world only she knows of my being there. Everyday as she comes sits there talkn to me. I want to tell her that only she can set me free from compelete dark dispair. Her eyes seep...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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 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...
Then looked at me differently
Because you succeeded with your destruction
So that made me not strong enough
I couldn't withstand your infection
I allowed you too close too my deepest possession
And you stole it
And now I'm that broken toy
That you cant play with no...
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...
(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
all evening, and all night existing as one only in the mind and out of pain's sight.
Lover making love with no one but myself all the time; sharing with no one but myself my life.
Only laughing to the sound of my own thoughts, reads, reacting to needs; simply looking forward...
Praying and wishing that it'll all be over soon.Not wanting to sleep,Not wanting to cry.Too hard living,But not easy enough to die.Drip, drop, drip,Can you hear the blood in this sinful home?No one knowsNot to trust her alone.I the serenity she falls weary,In calamity she feels...
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...
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...
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...
though it has
strings for you to pull
Much too long an empty vessel,
but lately it's been full
I could wear it, on my sleeve, but
I'm not that kind of man
It's better in your care, I think
cherish it all you can
Mind, it's fragile, can be broken
so handle it with care
had come from miles around,
To hear the politician speak.
He said that he would create jobs,
And be a champion for the weak.
The applause that came from the crowd
Could easily be heard.
And everyone was mesmerized,
As they hung on every word.
As the speaker spelled out his...
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
All by myself in this forgotten land.
Never have I ever experienced such solitude,
But now is the time to prove my fortitude.
Though the emptiness I feel seems everlasting,
My heart must learn to cease its casting.
For a heart can handle only so many cracks,
Before it turns...
eight glasses wasted on a dry throat.
The sound of boots squishing raw soil
set a course of sirens through my rotting
ears, ******* my dilated pupils
into the boiling sun, crying in the
presence of my son,
yet there I am,
seated among thinly threaded confessions...