When I listen to it. I think about her. I remember the two nights I had with her. What they meant to me.When the dark wood fell before meAnd all the paths were overgrownWhen the priests of pride say there is no other wayI tilled the sorrows of stoneI did not believe because I...
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...
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
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...
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...
The brilliance of my plumage, brilliant and loud.
My elegant crimson tail slightly swaying in my cage of gold.
Such elegance, such grace. Like the queens of old.
But then the heat spreads from my tail to my golden head.
Puff, I burst into the ashes I have been taught...
want is to forget
Everything is fine now but when I lay in the darkness of my room alone at night everything seems to come back
His fake smile and unexpected gentle words
My heart thought it was okay but he corrected me
All I want is to forget
Forget the words he...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
His heart yearns
To lend lips
To just one single ripple
That could kiss, and caress
Her undulating contours,
Soft and flushed,
Like the forbidden fruit
Of an ungathered harvest,
Rise in the sight
Of his untamed lust as
He craves the nectar, dripping
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...
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.
(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...
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...
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...
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’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,
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...
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...
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Siren of the Deep
I find your footprints that lead this rocky shore. Scraps of your clothing tossed apart without sanity. Cold hearts of treason that runs amok. The pure madness upon this calamity which I am now sad. Darkness has set and the moon...
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...
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...
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...
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.
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...
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
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...
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...
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...
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...
cage of ribs
clutching to the ethers of dusty practices reborn
starlit and spreading from an infinite source of intervention
until I too begin to shine as if I were some nebulous
vortex crackling impossibly against the dilated orbs
of those who dare peer up into the core of a...
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
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...
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...
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...