The coming to-get-her,
Not parts, but separate parts,
Now orbiting in the same paths,
Round and around like a carousel
Pulled to the one purpose.
Reflecting, determined direction,
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:
been a patriot,
And thought our country strong.
I almost didn’t see the change,
When things started going wrong.
Freedom is a delicate thing,
That we can lose too fast;
Especially if we fail to understand,
The tyrannies of the past.
The founders knew the dangers,
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...
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.
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'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...
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...
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...
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 i knew that day that my heart would be yours someday. the smile on your face melted my heart. the sparkle in your eyes had me mezmorized.the sound of your voice was like a angel singing.and even today when im holding you and we kiss it takes me back to that day you said yes...
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,
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
your in a better place I promised i wont cry even though I miss you deeply and wish you were here still i know when the rain pours i know there your tears pouring over me letting me knoe you miss me to when the sunshines it makes me think of all the times we sat out by the lake...
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...
(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
or let a loss change your heart,
be true to only you and yours,
and you’ll always have a head start
Most people are not to be believed,
be careful with who you trust,
guard your secrets closely,
let the past turn to dust
Find happiness in simple things,
the things no one can...
ture lie laden with suffering and death
A terrible way to live, even worse to bring children in
I wish someone told me how I would cry
The tears of others and little of my own
Then I would have learned faster what I know now
I wish someone could have told me then
So I would not...
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...
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...
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 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...
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...
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 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
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...
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.
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...
than lies...fears....hopes... And dreams. There is more than even we know of. The potential is limitless... Never ending... And out of this world. But is it truly possible Torrance new boundaries within our minds.
Yes or no, it makes no difference.
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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