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When my final shadows cling on desperately Where I fight formidable battles to merely hold the light I send you loving vibrations and soul sustenance Deep from the cathedral of one heart to another where today no choirs sing nor symphonies play Yet it is here where we meet in spiritual solace here to surrender and exchange inestimable treasures recollecting memories like unopened letters Galaxies are stretched over chronicles of shared history Nebula birthing stars will be exposed in forth-coming conversations bringing short-lived fulfillment to you Hungry to feast now will be the time to approve your blood art vision and with my own haunting surrender as dappled shades ink stain your chest I will reside with you and share, mesmerised pens - by branding as this will be your written reams to me your artist's pallet or brushed canvas no need for words and yet creating mysterious magical moments Bitter-sweet the music that dances taut guitar strings but now blood approved please go kick your heel up return to your laughter and ride on the breeze for not all are lost change not for I am with you always to love, listen and comfort as one with you in me and I in you as masterpiece
--Goodbye--To my Addiction- The time has come to part, I will leave many with broken hearts If one day you call on me, I'm sad to say I will hold my tongue missing each one relentlessly I'm not doing this for me; I am doing this for you I could stay here and win, and not give in But, this soup bowl comes with demons and nasty shadows Demons and nasty shadows, taking and crashing my light Demons I had to fight off the entire time I was here Shadows hating the way I welcomed every poet with a happy cheer Demons and shadows whom drown in their selfish everyday pity. For those smiling on my departure, I want you to have this wonderful gift So please copy paste this moment from the bottom of my heart **I hope this gift brings you laughter, knowing I've been sad, these past few days, drying up my final soup tears** I will miss this part of what makes me ME -my love and lust for poetry. I agree with many I should never surrender to the envy of demonic dust Giving up the passion that completed a part of my soul for years But, the reality of life, is the life's I give and given when I make love happen In my heart I know it's time to give myself back to reality SO AT THE END I WIN, I'm the one who ends up with an everlasting smile I'll finally be free from this place, where most treated me unfair & unkind Free, from the negativity of the few who hide behind a dishonest disguise? Wait until you notice your soup bowl's going stale You will miss me, and I will miss you But, my enemy will miss me even more Reminiscing the times we spent hogging up 70% of blogs, Arguing and fighting over not agreeing with many thoughts. But, it was never the differences of opinions, it was more like--- Let's slay the Destroyer, a name like that should never be on top So please know I am sad, and this is not the way I want to go I'm not leaving you because I want to I'm leaving you because, the rumors are "The soup is better without the sweetness of the poet destroyer." The only big thing about me -was my heart not my ego I never claimed to be the best; You're the one who claimed I am good enough You took me in and returned my love In ways others could and would not accept. And for you my loving poet friends, and fans I will walk away with my dignity/integrity; I can CARELESS IF I PLACE OR DON'T PLACE IN YOUR CONTEST I guess I'm finally growing up In becoming the bigger/better poet. Signing Off ---Love The Poet Destroyer
That disturbed child The teen girl with no friends, and is rejected by her loved ones She feels broken inside, like theres no other choice She takes the iron razor, she puts it to her arm and hopes the pain will fade, but in the end it only makes her feel worse She does this to herself not because she is sad, but because she doesn't think any one cares She thinks What if I put this razor to my throat, and ended my life Would they care then? She feels like no one cares What she doesn't realize is, if she died a river of tears would come, even faster then the blood would run from her If she only knew life can be brighter If she would only see, that she is loved That disturbed child, We miss her and theres no getting her back What could we have done Was there any changing her mind Only God knows
Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013 I am who I am because of him He's the reason for my son's name He gave me my courage & my strength To stand tall even when standing wasn't easy Stand for the ones who can't To think and fend for myself I'm my Daddy made over Taught me to fight back To never back down How to pick myself back up When I've been knocked down Fight for what I believe I'm my Daddy made over He gave me my stubbornness Gave me my pride Gave me my temper Taught me not to take crap To speak my mind no matter who Work for what I want I'm my Daddy made over How to keep my emotions in check How to handle large amounts of pain When in trouble he always had my back He knew how my mind worked better than anyone I got it from him I'm my Daddy made over Even though he's gone I'll stand and continue on I may stumble I may fall May even get hurt along the way But I'll pick myself back up I'll dust myself off and stand tall I'm honored and proud to say I'm my Daddy made over Sabrina Niday Hansel ______________________________________________________________________ Placed 1st in "Unsung Hero" 7/2014 contest Also 3rd. in "Portrait of a Poet" 1/2014
He was always so happy strong and bold. He'd give you the shirt off of his back. Tough. Independent. He had a rough life growing up through the depression, but like he always does, he got through it. He has two boys, of whom he is so proud. Moved from Regina, to Victoria. He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted. But ever since his wife died, he has not been the same. Sad Lonely Empty. But like he has always done, he got through it. Mind slipping, just a little forgetful. That's how it always starts out... But like always, he powered through it, until now... He is not the same person that I used to know. He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind. Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes. He likes to play the blame game, but we know he doesn't remember that it was him. He wakes up in the night shaking with pain, tears streaming down his face. There is nothing we can do, Oh well... Two more tylenol. Hold on to hope for as long as you can, It's only a matter of time now. He gets vocal, a very loud tone. He'll block you in your room and make false accusations But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him. Tick tock, tick tock... You can't handle the stress anymore you have to leave. Just hope for the best, maybe it will get better. Surprise, it doesn't. Your denial is foolish, everyone knows what happens next. Sedation Medication Anger Hurt All results of dementia
R.I.P. William Dale Eubanks d. July 1, 2012, aged 68 yrs., Tennessee Ridge, Tennessee Death came as no surprise the first Sunday in July; it claimed you, on a ridge in Tennessee, with kin who took you in and waited with you through the last hard days. You kept what fears you had well hid, did not betray with loud complaint the fate you could not but know awaited. A smile, a joke, a hug – exotic meals – And genuine interest greeted all you met. And you were, certainly, never boring but well-traveled and smart beyond the telling. We'll miss your wit, your bright demeanor, and will remember all you freely gave --- and what you took from us with your passing.
My heart was in such pain I felt like I was going to go insane I just don't know what to do And my eyes full of tears that distort my view I fell to my knees and felt the urge My muscle tighten and pin needles struck me like a surge My body was warm and with feelings so confused My mind felt sadness had fused I could not conquer my fears I just sat down and fell into tears When some close to you passes on It felt like a warmth has gone So I raised my hand towards a box that was empty with no tissue I first was embarrass and had a little bit of issue All my friends hugged me and said sorry for your loss So now I cry in my bed and toss April 14, 2013
I dreamed a black; an onyx lake before the sun's first dawning rays its surface marble smooth and makes no sound without the warmth of day I saw myself; a ghost it seemed stripped naked on the grassy floor beneath the waning moon's cold beams just staring at the other shore From far away a whip-poor-will called lonely, just a sleepy song it tickled in the morning chill and broke the water's pull – so strong to slip into that silent space where never lived a false love's face
twilight fondles eyes lifting her silhouette high against lucid clouds-- flesh undressed beneath torn trees drowning in pools of farewell Tanka Written With A Decent Pivot For Chris D. Aechtner
Put a bullet in my brain as the rain sweeps her out of my arms and places her into another's. Put a bullet in my brain for I don't want to see love slip away please end my suffering, for I don't want to dare see her in the arms of another man. I fear the tear that slips away from my soul and touches the ground with a splash as she is washed away by the lashed memories of the rain, please, someone put a bullet in my brain. I can't bear to see her with another man laying in his arms as he charishes her beauty just like I did to her. As she smiles and laughs at his jokes my heart would not bare the sorrow and pain that would tare my heart apart into pieces of tainted love. Please tell the rain to stop, as the pain grows when rain comes down, please someone end my suffering, put a bullet in my brain and stop the rain that washes away every memory of her. Stop saying you miss me and just kiss me for I can't take the pain of the rain that takes you away. Kiss me and stop saying you miss me for those are useless words to me. Love is where it's at, so show me. Don't go with him, he'll treat you wrong. Love and laugh with me till the break of dawn as we yawn the long night away. Kiss me and don't say you miss me. For if you go away from me, I couldn't bare to take a tear and waste it away. Tears, sweet tears crying for you, doesn't that mean anything to you? I ask you, stop the rain, stop the pain and put that bullet in my brain. Let the red blood flow from my temples. Let the plow dig my grave, for I can't bare to see you with another in his arms, him kissing you, where I kissed you. I can't take it, I have to make it, make that pain go away. Prayer didn't help, God turned a blind eye when I came up and said why! Put that bullet in my dome and when I lay in the coffin, looking at the roof of the church you come and kiss me, and then you can really say that you'll miss me.
We lost more than just a Dad that day We lost half of how we came to be We lost we four girls first love We lost our Best Friend We lost more than just a Dad that day Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half Our children lost their Papaw We lost our family's foundation We lost the glue that held us together We lost more than just a Dad that day We lost the Strongest man we ever knew We lost the man we looked up too We lost we four girls Teacher of many things We lost more than just a Dad that day We four girls lost our Hero We lost some of our Light We lost part of our Heart We lost part of our Soul We lost more than just a Dad that day We lost some of our Courage We lost some of our Strength We lost some of our will to fight back We lost some of our will to carry on We four girls lost more than a Dad We lost more than just a Dad that day
All this time I have always had my doubts, Not the person led to believe is what I found out. To be deceived and lied to for oh so long, Down deep I knew there was something wrong. Head over heels I had fallen in love , Always thought you were sent from above. How the knife is twisted into my side , So much pain I can do nothing but cry. These memories of what I thought was real, I'm confused and I don't how how to feel. Is this really possible that I did not know, Through all this time it never showed. Such an evil thing to do to a man , Especially the lies which he could not stand. How cruel and cold your heart must be , To carry on as you did never letting me see. Hard to accept all those moments so dear , Realizing they are now my greatest fears . What was to be Joy and Happiness, Replaced by the feelings of a loneliness. Never did I imagine this happening to me , Thinking that you and I were meant to be . It's a very hard thing for a man to accept , When he finds out that he's been tricked. Was it the money or the control you had , Maybe because you are really just that bad. Some day soon for this you will have to pay , For the sins against me and your evil ways. Goodbye to you who ever you are , For in this heart you have left brutally scarred. Tac.
This poem I wrote. I call it " Let Him Go " Sweetheart don't cry Don't let him make you feel like your nothing You do have family even though we are not close by I know your heart is crushing Don't harp on the past Don't let him play with your head You need to get over him fast His feelings for you are dead Over 2 years and you still don't have a ring Your not the one he calls his wifey to be no more Take a seat and listen up girl here is the thing He's playing with your feelings and using you like a two dollar whore I know you were smart once and can be again He has you so brain washed it's not funny I know hearing all this is a strain Think of the example your setting for you little ones honey Hold your head high and walk away from that loser mama's boy Show him that your the one that is too good for his sorry ass Hell he's such a mama's boy you can find better pleasure in a toy Your related to me so come on show your sass Let go of the past and look to a new future Let go of the pain and the control freak Say bye bye Looser It will get easier one step at a time week by week......
Kids go down The slide…they head toward the swings TIME TO SCREAM! Free time ends Their parents want to go home Frowns exchange
Eternity Many times, I saw my spirit. Many times, I felt my soul. In life, I lived courageous. Now it is time for me to journey home. If you cry, that is fine. If you laugh, that is better than a cry. Rejoice in my life and shout praise. For I am Therefore, I shall be In peace, I leave this world. To my love ones, I am with the Lord. Sure happy to have lived Not sad that my time has come The benevolence of the spiritual realm is a breeze from a waterfall. The Lord is my keeper. He called me home. No more sadness let us all rejoice. Ms. Carrie Mae Sexton is now reunited with Jehovah God Lord. A woman of statue... A woman of worth... All that knew her will truly miss her. Never a life lost but one done with the world and because she walked a virtuous path, her life is shown. The Lord knows best and we must know the same. Our mother sojourns and in peace, she lays. ["Be assured that just as an hour is only part of a day so life on Earth is only part of eternity." C.L. Allen] User Name: Verlena Psuedonym: Oblivion Dark Sunshine Motif: Grief and Bereavement -Contest Enter: Space & Time - Metaphorically written... Eternity is space and time... February 2014
Please don't cry over my casket For I am not there Please don't cry at my grave My soul has been set free I know it's hard not to cry I've been down that road one to many times I have no more pain I have no more sickness And I would not change a thing As I walk threw the gates of Heaven Mom Dad our brothers and sisters Will welcome me with open arms Here I am free of that pain Don't blame yourself It was my time to go home This is where I'm supposed to be Don't dwell on things which you can not change I will always be in your heart I will always be watching over you When that day comes for you to come home I will be there to welcome you With open arms And walk you threw the gates of Heaven You will be greeted by our family & friends Who came home before you Until that day I will be watching over you
I'm lost hurt and angry Why did you take his life I want, No I need to know Tell me, Tell me why I deserve to know Haven't you done enough to him What'd he ever do to you He suffered his whole life Suffered more than anyone deserved Tell me, Tell me why you did it I have a right to know Why'd you let him born to them Born to worthless parents Parents who didn't care They threw him away like garbage Pawned him off on someone else Tell me, Tell me why Explain how you could do that You gave him Polio You let others treat him like disease You took away the full use of his legs You warped his hand and foot Tell me, Explain to me why I deserve to know You let others think he was crazy You let it go on for over year You didn't stop it, Why Tell me, Give me your reason Answer me God, Help me to understand You go and make matters worse You gave him Cancer You didn't give him a chance to fight back You just jerked him away from us Tell me, Tell me how How you could be so cruel How can others not question you When others do it, It's murder But when it's by your hand It's your will, Their fate Tell me, What makes you so different Your no better than the demons knocking at the door You heard me beg and plead You know I'm not afraid to die I was willing to carry it all for him I was willing to take my Daddy's place You didn't even let me say Goodbye Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't take his place Answer me God, you owe me that much Spiritual
When you miss a child, Of your very own, That is your flesh and blood, You begin to wonder, Where did you go wrong, In your own life, Instead of looking, At the beautiful life, You created, This you must remember, So many of the difficult times, Cause of the times you did share together, For your children will remember more, Than you really want to give them credit for, And they will always remember you, As their loving parent, For loving them so much, More than you will ever know, And you will never forget them, Just as you hope, You will never be forgotten, From their lives, Forever more, As well.
A Farewell To The Travelers (On The Bhoja Airlines Plane Crash) With pace does darkness conquer light, when mounts the sun the dying toll, spied an aura grim my wistful sight, for had poisoned all, a single bowl; captive of death as it life betrayed, the awakened --to the resting prayed, "Oh! Farewell the mornings vanished pole". Life comes with such a temporal mien, has it plucked the wings of future how, though pillows of respite --I had seen, but these feathers do no sleep allow; do fly swift! The binders of this cause, your pause of age, is our ageless pause-- "So, farewell the birds of heavens now". But, soul a machine that does not cease, yet it fools us from our time of birth; pass on, move towards the restful peace, but, secluded stays its pensive worth; Until the day, we shall meet again at some wondrous unknown valley then. "Ah! Farewell the travelers of this earth". R.N.Khan, © 2012
Eyes of Seminary – Zamreen Zarook Every day in our lives has different fragrance, God give us various things in abundance, Day by day knowledge is gained in accordance, Things depend according to the attendance. Two years of studies, Helped us to come out with various abilities, Extremely joyful moments with buddies, But life said every aspect has its boundaries. Teachers become very friendly, They approach us very kindly, They speak on us exaggeratedly, Because they know, if not we might behave badly. Big shots in the school boundary, These are years of foundry, It helped us to find and go for laundry, Marvelous days, fully packed with sundry. Various angles the kith and kins are civilized, It's because our knowledge is enhanced, Guys and girls turned well experienced, That's why we call it levels of advanced.
Gravity pulls my tears into pools. Im sinking in sorrow -emotional fuels. Just turn back the time, I just want a moment. To say goodbye once, to cherish and own it. I loved my granddad - a man more than great. Paired with my Granny as the perfect mate. A montage of memories that rush my soul. My eyes fill with tears, I'm losing control. Just keep it together, it's what he would want. They all say the same, but I stand in front. Happiness swells, yet sadness prevails. Like Christ on the cross, with hands full of nails. Life has a reason, and death isn't treason. -It's moving on up.. A lifetime's a season. I look to the sky and say my goodbye. The time won't turn back, I gave it a try. I close my eyes and imagine this- Paradise in a place full of bliss. World peace in a piece of the world. Without loss and bombs never hurled. Snow that falls that doesn't freeze. Sun that shines that doesn't cease. A land where "The forever" is real. A scene where the sick always heal. Life with infinite love, like gusts in the wind. Two little doves, with eternities to spend. God has a plan, fool-proof to the core. Now Granddad's with him, a reward of much more. -Yours Truly
Final Adieu Let another sun set, Let another flower wilt, Let another autumn cast its gloom, Let another tear role, As ye part, and bid The final adieu. Suyash Saxena St. Stephen's college
In high school everything changes Teachers, friends, you, "That's just life" they say, And they never stop to ask "Well, how do you feel?" And your friends leave, and your grades decrease, And your teachers begin to worry, And they make you see a shrink, But they never stop to ask, "Well, how do you feel?" The sky starts to crumble, And the tears begin to fall, And music and hoodies become your best friends, And they never stop to ask, "Well, how do you feel?" And the tools come out. And the objects fall apart, And you reach for the closest one, And the ask, finally, "Well, how do you feel?" But by now it's too late. Your time is up, your blood's run out, Your scars show for the world to see, Cause they asked too late, "Well, how do you feel?" "She was so young" they all say, But really you were old. You'd seen so much and hurt so much, It was time for you to go. So you picked up the pills and washed them down And grabbed the blades and cut And when they finally noticed you weren't around It was too late you were gone. They found your letter on the bed And read it out at school "You asked to late, but I don't blame you." And your friends were moved to tears. In your tree house in the yard They found you pale as snow Your eyes closed, a smile on your face And they realized you were gone. They roll up your sleeves and roll up your pants And scream at what they see Lines, and lines, and lines of cuts Some healed and some not. And they realized they should have asked in the beginning How you felt that is, cause, Honestly you didn't, You didn't feel anything at all.
A sweet flower's funeral displayed in the cold months of snowy weather and bone chilling shivers. A sweet flower burned away, dried up; buried six feet under. Oh, my sweet flower, how you once bloomed with no remorse, like a madman blooming with beauty and a glorious halo over your head shinned with such power and blinding glory. Oh my sweet flower how you have gone now, resting in peace in the land of paradise. Oh, my heart it is weak when I see your face, of once beautiful smiles and warm embraces. I can hear your crying out to be free. Snowing and bone chilling cold ripes at my soul and feelings of sorrow rage through my blood, boiling my hatred to the world, for losing your sweet and ever glorious beauty. What I would give away, if I could be with you one last night, one last night together to hold you in my arms, to smell your sweet perfume that brings back sweet memories of you and I. What I would do to be with you, such romance travels through my heart in the highways of my veins in my body, love is all throughout me, and my heart breaks when pictures of you start to collect dust. My love for you, my sweet flower, is still ingering through the air, as I travel and look upon a tombstone which shows your beautiful name. Come to me my dear flower, when spring comes, come to me my dear, sweet flower. And bloom once again, twice as large as last year, and ten times more beautiful then last year. Come to me in the first months of spring in my dreams, so I could sit and talk with you. I miss you already, and my heart crys, my eyes flood with tears of sorrow. I miss our love we shared. Long walks, cosy talks, warm cuddling embraces and beautiful displayed in a picture frame. Now I hear the tapping of raindrops on my window pane. That is all that keeps me company, that and the rose you gave to me and a picture of you and me. Love is endless, even when blue eyed Death comes to visit and play a game of chess with us, we all play our game, my love. I shall go tonight in my sleepy slumber and dream of you in the times of our height in our love for each other. My lost love, you are gone, resting in paradise, but never forgotten my sweet flower. -10/6/2013-
Green bark a prism creates, Feel the pull of earth, you must. Rotates, a slime of endless hates, Can hold me not, this world's crust. Friendship's ties, isolation Deflates, Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust. Mist, my soul forever permeates, Lift-off, booms the rocket's thrust. My spirit when light returns, elates, Swamps swell, swallowed hope's swirling dust. Trapped, I am, until student from fate Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.
In loving memory of Jones, The best duck I've known. My pet and friend since I was four. For a bird, he was dear; I wish he was here So that he and I could do more.
The day becomes night; As a comrade transcend To true world beyound. Oh! Finally, a jolly good fellow drops the baton; A justice of peace with unstained character, A sacrificial giver who neglected his needs. Death, you never cease to amase As you drive home valiant colleagues. Death! Hope you know? Here a while we must be parted Because For a while the tired body Erupt in sleep. Soul and body reunited. Thence; death, nothing shall divide Father, mother, child and brethren. Nevertheless, the dead, you were great while alive And great in death. The pens, sleep till we meet and part no more. WRITTEN BY EDORE PAUL OYAKHILOME 0092348081195600, 0092348131176767 DEDICATED TO JOURNALISTS .
Sitting on a lonely bench, Memories got me blenched, Your heart I tried to clench, Though, the rains got me drenched, From hearts I needed to entrench... Your words not retrenched, From things I wanted to bent, While you often tended to bend, Without letting me mend... You, I tried to fend, You borrowed and erased te times I used to lend, Manipulated and used by you, Pretending to be a friend... From hallows I scended From errors you descended, My life wished to be attended. Even though, you got me expended, My hands were still extended, Even though, you got me offended... The times I misspended, You still condescended me, Though, the changes were about to be impended, I was still amended, And I was still intended... But, I was not comprehended, Even though, you were condemned and untamed, While I was aimed to be blamed, Still, more thing you wanted to borrow and gain... Although, this is the end, The ways, I will paint, For the pains to get unbended, As I contemplate nature and life, With memories that swayed and portended, As my soul slowly transcended, While sitting on a lonely bench...
Your glorious emerald eyes Glisten in the moonlight Glisten in the moonlight Delight dances in the water I watch it joyfully You are set free from the cage... You're like a dove soaring in the sky You are the rain... drizzling down in ecstasy A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection... When you caress me... I'm relieved... From the stress that forced me in chains I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow We're glistening in the moonlight I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us We're glistening in the moonlight For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy I saw at first glance the dark side of you Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye... We'll wave a greeting at the moon! We glisten in the moonlight... What if I was as handsome as the lion... Roaring with pride and pure courage What if we were glistening in the moonlight? Would it bring health to our bones tonight? Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight? Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight? Would we be shimmering like a candlelight? We're glistening in the moonlight... (6) Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh... We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star I feel the coolness run down my fingers... We're glistening in the moonlight You're the dandelions in the fields You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday When you kiss me, I live my dreams We glisten in the moonlight In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal I roam inside of your illuminating maze Glow on... sunshine... Glow on...sunshine... Glisten in the moonlight... Listen to the truth and rub it in You are ravishing like the sunset But you're ascending while I'm descending I feel extremely guilty I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight You're glistening in the moonlight (6) Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh You're glistening in the moonlight (4) We go our own way I wish we can glisten like the moon Glisten like the sun There's a dream concealed inside of me... Reveal your light and pour it upon me You glisten in the appealing moonlight While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams Of gliding across the horizon You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction While I'm below you... Your emerald green eyes Stared me down like a hawk... Your emerald eyes Gaze down at me genuinely... I wish we could flee together in reality... That could be a possibility To glisten in the moonlight in glee We were glistening in the moonlight (3) But that was only a dream... I'll pray that it turns into a reality We were glistening in the moonlight Now, I've misplaced my delight... Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?
The Women (for the countless women, names unknown, who bore the brunt of Apartheid, and who fought the racist system at great cost to themselves and their families, and for my mother, Zubeida Moolla) Pregnant, your husband on the run, your daughter, a child, a few years old, they hauled you in, these brutish men, into the bowels of Apartheid's racist hell. They wanted information, you gave them nothing, these savage men, who skin happened to be lighter, and white was right in South Africa back then, but, you did not cower, you stood resolute, you, my mother, faced them down, their power, their 'racial superiority', their taunts, their threats. You, my mother, would not, could not break, You stood firm, you stood tall. You, like the countless mothers did not break, did not fall. You told me many things, of the pains, the struggles, the scraping for scraps, the desolation of separation from your beloved Tasneem and your beloved Azad, my elder sister and brother, whom I could not grow up with, your beloved children separated by time, by place, by monstrous Apartheid, by brutish men, whose skin just happened to be lighter. You told me many things, as I grew older, of the years in exile, of the winters that grew ever colder. You were a fighter, for a just cause, like countless other South African women, you sacrificed much, you suffered the pangs, of memories that cut into your bone, your marrow, you resisted a system, an ideology, brutal and callous and narrow. Yes, you lived to see freedom arrive, yet you suffered still, a family torn apart, and struggling to rebuild a life, all the while, nursing a void, that nothing could ever fill. I salute you, mother, as I salute the nameless mothers, the countless sisters, daughters, women of this land, who fought, sacrificing it all for taking a moral stand. I salute you, my mother, and though you have passed, your body interred in your beloved South African soil, you shall remain, within me, an ever-present reminder, of the cost of freedom, the struggles, the hunger, the toil. I salute you! (for the brave women of South Africa, of all colours, who fought against racial discrimination and Apartheid)
There was a young man lived in Dover And he was the son of a rover He fell into the sea Cause clumsy was he A shark came and it was all over.
Best of friends, for countless years, we had the best of times. Now as my eyes are filled with tears, your soul to Heaven climbs. The path we take, not always clear, I feel so lost without you here. Your last words, prophetic now, "I'll be home soon"- you knew somehow. You left me here, I'm so alone, but I dreamed Heaven had a phone. We talked all night, you fell asleep, I held the line to hear you breathe… Copyright © 2013
Why? Why? Why? Tell me why? Tell me why? Tell me why? Was it, because I was too nice, I was too much of a gentleman, or was just too much to handle? Was it, because you were young? Was it, because you couldn't find your heart, in all that darkness? Was it, because you just didn't feel the love? Why? Why me? A man like me, deserves no pain, no heartbreak. So, why me? I pray and ask the Gods, why! But an unresponsive god never speaks to me. He sits there and watches... watching what? Nothing, but a heart being torn to shreds. Was it, because I was too careful? Was it, because I loved too much? Was it, because one half of the heart couldn't fit the whole? I ask you, because I still love you. Come to me, my beautiful, stop this nonsense, I cannot make you love me, but I sure can try to show you love. Do not blink, do not take a gift sent down from the Gods for granted. Appriciate what you have, appriciate me, because one day, when you need a shoulder to cry one, you will not be able to find me, anywhere. I will be lost, in a fool's dream of romance and love, that will never come on my front doorstep. Still dreaming of the possibilities of you and I. My heart is with you always, but I will soon expire, so do not wait too long. -10/5/2013
In the attic, above wooden floor, through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door, near the broken window and glass of the sore, hiding in the shadows, bloodstains on the wall. Number nine, house at the end of the street, where lights are low, where silent never sleep.
Random thoughts of you run randomly throughout my mind, as I hold, looking through a simple picture of you and I, smiles and holding each other, embracing warmth brings me to sanity, watching your hand on my forearm, as you gaze into my eyes. Oh the tears flood such emotion, only you and I now in such madness we call love, such madness we all call life, such madness we all call reality. Thoughts of me without you, I cannot bear to see such a sight in mind, to hear such words that tear my heart out and sadness stabs me rapidly in the back, and I can't bear to see such a sight as this. Thoughts of you running randomly throughout my mind, my hair turns silver and white with stress of not being with you, and my liver covered with cancer, and lungs black with smoke, and stomach embraced with ulcers. All I ask for you, is not to be a thought anymore, and come back to me in flesh and bone in a portrait painting of you in reality come to me with your beauty and glory and kind heart and hold me again, and let me kiss you again and love you again, and call you mine again. Don't say it is impossible, when you know and I know, that it is in fact possible to love each other once again.
A single kiss from thy lovely lips, so sweet and so divine, yet I taste posion upon your tongue. Your beauty so glorious, like a blooming rose so beautiful, yet, why do mine eyes go blind in the sight that you walk along with another? Yes you, walk with another, arm under arm, lips touching lips in romantic kisses, it makes my blood boil, for mine lips are dry. For mine eyes have seen your glory, yet no one here listens to my story. You are evil, yes you are, don't try to deny, Listen to a man of experience, you might as well save some expense. I write of our long romantic walks we took together, under the shade of olive trees, how we went apple picking in autumn time, and made love in the foyer. Nomore of that sweet and passionate love, nomore silent kisses in the night, when the wind blows hard against the branches, that tape violently on my windowpane. Nomore somber tears shed, when you got sick, and nomore warm embraces when you shed tears of betrayal. Betrayal now is a game played by a fool, such as I, to think I'd have a happy life with you? Huh, only a fool would think such a thing, but now I sit, looking at the foyer, where we once made sweet, passionate love, nomore will that foyer be filled with exotic pleasure. Nomore will you be filled with smiles and exotic pleasure. I've done my job, as a good man shall do, now pack your things and get of my stage, the spotlight yawns for anew, and the audience grows tired and restless of you. Now I live life anew, you too shall see life in new eyes, walking hand and hand with the blond, blue eyed devil you call your own. Shall he take one kiss from your lips, and die of the posion he tastes on your tongue, shall he go blind, when he sees your true, black beauty? He will see the ugly soul, covered up by white rags, and cheap makeup, and then he will come to me, and shake my hand in condolence and say, "You were right!" Now you are all alone, looking for another, as you did many times before, Now you are alone, walking an open road, spying on another, fear of being alone. Now, you see when you play games with a good man's emotions, don't try it, because a good man is not meant to be toyed with.
(Dedicated to Danielle Bryant) It's your special day And I have so much to say. Oh that time will let me, There are thousands of things to make you see: The happy times, Lengthening with the clock's chimes; The beautiful talks we exchanged, Never believing there could be a change; The midnight conversations, Smiles on our faces our only compensation; Our dreams and hopes, The only reason we could cope. Those moments we spent together Are memories I'll cherish forever; Memories I can look at and smile, Knowing they are reasons to aim high. Oh if I could do more than just words And not pull memory chords! It's your special day And my own very special way Of wishing a happy birthday To a friend who just walked away.
. deserted asphalt road - distance never healed
Darkness consumes me Corrupted thoughts take over Soul becomes hollow Self castigation occurs Tears of blood destroys all hope
The plane went down. All on board drowned. Their relatives grieve. They are really quite peeved; Because the airline officials are clowns.
A serpent underneath blue sky, in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye, above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor, venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water, misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son, mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon; on teli and in the press, on top shells, price none the less, in bedroom and at your door.. dawn of a new day seemed to be dark, after all.
It is here I am safe It is here that I know but over the bridge Is where I must go The bridge that gives passage over quick muddy water though why I say that I don't know why I bother over the bridge is a tall oak tree and standing beneath it is someone waving at me crossing the bridge I see a man standing there with paint splatered pants and a head of white hair looking closer I see exactly who's there I see it's my papa and I can't help but stare I run right toward him and give him a hug I ask how he got here his response is a shrug it's then I remember the fact that he'd died it's then I remember the tears that i'd cried I ask how it felt when he had died he then looks at me and he promptly replied he calmed all my fears about what lies boyond then he looks up because the suns almost gone he says I must go before the sun sets but I don't want to leave I'm not quite ready yet he gives me a hug before I go then tells me I can't share the things I now know I give a quick nod looking up at the sky I don't understand but I don't have time to ask why turning around I try not to cry I just cross the bridge when the sun leaves the sky I turn back to look one last time at the tree but my papa is gone as was meant to be
Farewell my friend Now you are gone Cremated from earthly shape to ashes Never will I feel your warmth and unconditioned love again You are not suffering anymore I always knew that this day would come Yet I were not prepared To witness my lifelong friend Being enclosed by deaths unwilling power to leave you be Your illness could never have been healed Yet,when the day death embraced your body It was a smack right into my face and emotions The day that we spread your ashes over the deep forest you loved so much We were done crying Because your presence were there We could all feel it Your energy and spirit are still with us Time will come when we shall meet again Since you stepped over to the next dimesion Days feels empty with a deafening silence Until death embraces my earthly life,and our spirits have rejoined I shall live my life here to honour your name and legacy Farewell my lifelong friend So long We`ll meet again on the other side Memories we have from your time on earth,will refuel my empty soul And keep me going Rest in piece my friend About this poem..I belive we will all be reunited when our time here is done. Cheers my friends out there
When Love Turns Cold. Another one bites the dust, As the game of love's played out, And It seems that she don't love him anymore. And tears run down young faces, And young minds fill with doubts, As a father turns and walks on through that door. So little minds confused And little hearts all bruised, They peer into the awful damage done. As old children play old games, And both each other blame, They later find that nothing's ever won. But love's grown cold it's over now, He's gone, it's done, someone has failed, And the children they must ride it all somehow. The house feels empty now, All grey and cold somehow, And little hearts they fill with too much sorrow. And a young man walks the street, All tired and feeling beat, His sadness reaching out to all tomorrows. 2003
Haunted by your memory, You're in my thoughts and dreams, They say you never forget your first, There's truth to that it seems
mama how do i tell you its bad again how the voices are telling me its okay to hurt they want me to fall to fall from the top of buildings and not get up but don't worry mama i plan to shut them up mama how do i explain how the pain has returned all you wanted was me to be better i tried and tried and tried and tried but in the end, the crazy won they drive me crazy to no end i want to make it stop but don't worry mama i have a plan mama i cant tell you how it feels to be sunken to the depths of earth angels are soaring above me but their happy gazes hurt i need this incessant chatter to go to hurt me, to hate me it all feels so real but don't worry mama it wont soon mama i can see the look in your eyes it hurts me too that this is goodbye cant you see this is the only way for the voices to vanish but my body stay goodbye and farewell ill miss you so much but don't cry mama ill be better now
3.04 February 6th 1958 was the time and date of the accident The Munich disaster that took out half a football team No one thought we would be back again We couldn't even imagine to dream Was this to be the end? We lost so much talent How were we ever going to mend? We needed a miracle to help with our challenge So many fallen tears Families and fans left broke Would the pain ever clear? Where was the hope? Some thought our football club was over Was this the end of the story? Somehow we managed to rebuild and fight like soldiers This eventually led us to future glory Some rival fans make jokes and like to mock They are a disgrace to football as a sport How are you going to joke when lives were lost? But most will keep them in their thoughts It happened almost 35 years before I was born But all of you are remembered Everything Manchester United do ensures your memories lives on We stay United in Manchester
I lay, dripping, soaked within a dark sweat, seeing and hearing your soft voice abet. I want to run, to leave this merciless realm, but you pull me closer, without a choice at helm. Get out of my dreams. I miss you, but I hate you, every last memory. You taunt my every being, you're all that I see. I see you in the crowds, or when I'm all alone. You're here and there, on your heartless throne. Why couldn't you stay? Get out of my life. I hear your laughter and see your beautiful smile. Once so beautiful, now helping others with guile. You're now decayed, withering into shallow dust. I loved you so much, and never again will I trust. Get out of my head. Tears I weep, when others aren't around to see – I remember the days, the months and years I bleed. I try to forget, and to hate you and your choices. But all I can hear are these damn forgiving voices. Maybe I am what you proclaim me to be. Was I really that monster, that demon you see? I hate what I love and love what I hate. I try to erase our past, and to claim it our fate. But I can't let go, you're all that I hear and see. I wished you could have loved, that loathsome "me". Get out of my heart.
Oh, tragic feather what is thy tragedy No longer freedom gay or certian loft How is this thy new translation From a majesty, unto a wing thou hath mighty dropped Were thou thus, shunned, cast away Or merely, cut out or off As limb from downward spiral angel Perhaps, a troubled finch or insanity in wayward hawk Lie, if thou must, be it amidst a deafening silence, lonesome soft But, I plead, please tell me fallen feather, what hath befallen thee Thy tuft to ne'er evermore touch again What life should be, warmth of the summer's breeze Sleep, sleep now 'neath the alley's gutter greys Catching Weeping Willows damning drops Adrift as the drowning lily dying In seas of the myriad scattered rots An accomplice I shall say, within a winter's willing white And alas, buried ordinary in this doth the corpse delight Far beneath the crowds held at bay and forever lost Now thou hath become the naked grove of wicker and then... the more of naked souless crops
Her smile always greets me As I close my eyes each night The love in her voice is comforting With passion, she's burning so bright A sparkle in her eyes And a fire in her heart Let's spend together our lives Couldn't stand To Be Apart To Be Apart would destroy me Reduce me to the tears Without her right beside me All throughout the years I don't know what I'd do If I ever had to restart And oh how much I'd lose If we were To Be Apart The most beautiful girl I'd ever seen With every desirable too She was everything to me When we're apart, oh what will I do?
Dada was everything to our youth Our wide faculty was his help Our recognition was his sooth Nobody does it than his rep Many youth he carried up there Without seeking any penny Many services he rendered For free. All of which we did see He was not a king or a prince Perhaps he was just a God sent To his community, king and prince... He begot not but was begot Mindful of his predicament But dare not showed it on earth Till that Friday night he drove out Of town and took to a scar oath The next hour we heard he had died And left us belated letter "Don't cry for me, for I had lied. ...I'll die now before later" *cry for...: Mourn 28/05/2013
Let me stow Or let me throw Away our love That died a while ago. Let me wallow Or let me know That you can Free me from my woe. Let me grow Or let me show Why I may never Truly let you go. Let me go Or let me know That you will Always love me so. Let me sow Or let me bestow All of my hope for us To again be struck by cupid's bow.
Jump up and down like a jackrabbit running through meadows running from what? Could it be heartbreak, a venemous snake that hides in the grass, hiding with fangs ready to pierce the tender skin upon the tight, bronze flesh of everyday life? Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now! I need a vacation a long way away from the faceless smiles and ignorance of young girls, who don't look at you, who don't show you love and respect. Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now, as jumping spiders hop everywhere, crawling eight legs around me my soul black like carcoal, but my heart still beating slower this time, not like the days before and like the jackrabbit running from anything and everything, I run to seek love and vanish away from the empty voids that people call, their souls. Recording a film with no tape, talking to a woman you love, but not having the guts to tell her how you really feel Jump my boy, like a jackrabbit, take my advice tell her before she leaves turns down the endless avenues of endless dark love the trees grow taller, taller than you and you sit there feeling away yourself die, missing out in life. I cannot see you lose your love. Say it, say it, Say it!!! Tell her! Tell her! Build the guts up! Build up the courage, tell her how you feel. Take her by the hand and never say goodbye! Never say goodnight, stay with her till the flight comes in the morning of the first rays of sun shine through your dorm room take her and love her! Do not be like me, the jackrabbit! I see no happiness Reading poetry it makes me sad, to write of others falling in love and I never finding the one. People tell me, you'll find yours, have hope but I am a frightened little jackrabbit who flees from sounds of deep emotions, not having courage to fall in love, not building the guts up to tell her how I really feel. She walks alone, I find my oppertunity and sing my love song She smiles and moves on, please tell me I cannot fight anymore. All I have to say is Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye I need a vacation to go to some sandy beach on an island of love and write and write and write, the same poetry that depresses me but makes you all fall in love with words! Fiction about love stories, please kiss me Blue eyed death comes, plays a game of chess with me I bet twenty, he bets my soul Kiss me death, the only love I'll ever get, besides my poet friends who kiss my ass Listen to my heart, truely, I don't write of beauty I write for the sorrow soul, the fleeing jackrabbit running away from love.....
Though the midnight summer rains as we sit together under the geraniums, hanging low and at full bloom, we hold hands and talk of old times; times that were kind to us and our youth. As summer storms light up the night skies We kiss the storm away, as it rolls through the grey skies and the lighting cracks the clouds in half, riping a hole in the universe, as we kiss the night away. We sit throughtout nightlong summer dreams and talk, and we hear the storms roll into the golden hills of summer meadows filled with roses and a field full of daisies. Love rests in time to see us grow old together, and love strengthens its walls and pulls us closer together. We shall go now, as day turns to night, into our chamber of love and sleep the night away, together. Hold us close to each other, as I rest my head on you sweet bossom, and you nurture me to life of talks of love and beauty. Nature whispers and sings us songs, as we kiss and go for walks through the countryside looking at the golden hills soaked in the rolling storms that summer offers every year, upon a silver platter. Sooth me, my love as I tell you of the sorrow I have witnessed. Embrace me with your curiousity and tell me of the beauty in the secrets of life and its hidden messangers that hold secret letters from Devils that send temptations to destroy something that we share, that is so beautiful and true. Tell me that life will be okay, and my love is still true and with you. Tell me my sweet and beautiful love, tell me if everything will be alright. Love has seen us come and go, through the narrowed and sprinkled streets, as we move through life fused at hands and eyes blind, not noticing the possiblities of death at any moment stalking us with knives jabbing at our backsides. We are blind, for we see each other and only each other. As we live life eyes a blazed looking at the sun, we do not notice the obvious between us. Caring from me, at my time of need I never noticed the betrayal of our love. My heart sees, but I deny the obvious and see what I hear. As I see the knife drive deep in my heart, you with a suitcase in hand, I stand on my front steps and I watch the summer storms come back over the golden hills to say, "hello" Love is the same everytime, like a summer storm; beautiful to watch, but when it leaves, it is depressing to say, "goodbye" Now I sit, as the geraniums dry up and die and the wrinkles at my eyes make me blind, I see love walk past my house and mock me with lone kisses.
When a man cries himself to sleep, it is a sad sight to see, tears roll off his cheek and onto his bed sheets and pillow case. When you hear his somber cries, you can feel his pain when he wimpers like a child who treds in fear. No one knows what they do to a man when they play with his emotions, lead him on, take advantage of him. They don't know what they do to an innocent man looking for love. They break his heart that is full of love, they stab him in the back when he needs them at his most vulnerable moment they laugh at him, and tease him, Do they know what they do to a man? They slowly kill a man, who just wants a simple kiss on the lips, they kill a dreamer, a good man, with a big heart. They drive a man to his bed, with tears running down his face and force him to dream of nightmares. When a man cries himself to sleep, it is that saddest thing to see. Goodnight and sweet dreams...
It is hard to miss A person you never knew Which is all she was.
Crying over someone who's probably not even missing me. My poor heart's steady crumbling like an eroded rock in the sea. Walking around as if you haven't even crossed my mind As soon as I get alone all this pain just reveals itself, unwinds. I didn't think I'd lose you like this... I was unprepared. Things like this? That's why attachment gives me such a scare. You don't even know how much I'm hurting inside Edmond. I'm crying again... haven't eaten... barely been sleeping. So many ways for you to be taken from me, I didn't see this. I'm so frustrated... I'm so sad... but not at all pissed. My dad's reasonings are more than reasonable, I'll do as he says, But I miss waking up to your voice... and those couple lettered texts. I am so ...sad.
Death, it is a sad way to go, to leave this earth, dressed in your Sunday best While faces surround you with tears breaking the barriers of their emotions tearing their hearts apart, looking down upon my stone face, upon the face, lays a simplistic smile that shows no emotion, no teeth, no life. Death, it is a sad way to go. People hurry, say their goodbyes, but when your alive, they never come around, they never call, they never even think of you and how you are feeling. While you walk the streets, with a smile on your face, nothing but knives stick sharpe in my back and gossip burns a hole in my soul and heart; but I keep on walking and smiling. I keep rolling on through like a summer hurricane tears apart a coastal city in the heat of June weather, Walking till death comes to shake my hand and grin at my soul. Then as you lay their in your casket with a buqouet of your favorite flowers, (Roses and Tulips) they sit around you, the same faces, the same blind eyes and they all shed tears and says good things. Too late for that don't you think? Death, it is a sad way to go, but what relief you get, when finally departing in peace and leaving the drama and careless people in your life. After I am put six feet under, a week of crying passes, After two weeks I am lost and long forgotten, nothing but a stone at my cranium to keep me company and my new friends, who sleep along next to me. Dead and forgotten, but the dead never forget their fellow lost souls. Only the living forget such souls that were so good to them, now they are gone, I am gone. How do you feel, now that I am gone? Death, it is a sad way to go, but what peace you recieve in Paradise.
Achilles' heel You're another day older The world's much colder She… It's not your fault They were taken Don't blame yourself for God's mistake Is… Her beauty reflects your own Her life reflects your future Chasing rabbits will get you there faster Loss of faith will bring you there faster Watching… The ball drops It's clever to see What happens to us And here we are Waiting… Yes, Take the evil out of this You're stronger She's stronger and always, Loving…
MUM ... WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND REGRET FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO SO ****ING MUCH , THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER, I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE. THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU, NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE. IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING, I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST, ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE, ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST. GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER, HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW, THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM, TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE. ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM, ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE, HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND, AND LEAD THE WAY, FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE..... I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER..... DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU UNDERSTAND, DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW, DON'T TELL ME THAT I WILL SURVIVE, HOW I WILL SURELY GROW. DON'T TELL ME THIS IS JUST A TEST, THAT I AM TRULY BLESSED, THAT I AM CHOSEN FOR THIS TASK, APART FROM ALL THE REST. DON'T COME AT ME WITH ANSWERS THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM ME, DON'T TELL ME HOW MY GRIEF WILL PASS, THAT I WILL SOON BE FREE. DON'T STAND IN PIOUS JUDGMENT OF THE BONDS I MUST UNTIE, DON'T TELL ME HOW TO SUFFER, DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CRY. MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SELFISHNESS, MY PAIN IS ALL I SEE, BUT I NEED YOU, I NEED YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY. ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS, I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE, JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY, AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE Mom you mean the world to me It's hard to live without you ,You were always by my side Through thick and thin you helped me
BURN AWAY We have all lost our way To see starlight gazers And men with broken hearts, Seeking love in all of the wrong places; Vacant lots, where women all looking for something, But not quite knowing what they look for. We have all lost our way. The only hope of humanity Is the shining sun That breaks through the blinds of my window, And the faint memory of me and her Lying on our backs in a grassy meadow, Holding hands Looked up and counted stars. Cities burn away, Sky, stars, moon, sun all burn away; The grassy meadow Where we once lay, all burns away Everything burns away, Memory and desire and love all burn away With the snap of a finger, and a new man In her own life, And I burn away. A picture of her hung high and praised, A picture of me, in a dark box That collects dust, in some lonesome And dusty, cobweb infested attic. And I burn away with a new day. I burn away. A nightmare that I can't awake from, It is endless and repeats When thoughts of her are all over my mind, I cannot take such nightmarish reality Too see her and smile, And she walks away without a trace Of ever returning. And I cry, And I burn away, The tears wash the fire away, And turn me to ash, The wind picks me up and takes me away. And for one peaceful moment, I do not cry, I do not burn away. For a moment I am happy And I smile, And go away for a while And let them all sleep in peace. -10/2/2013-
you whispered sweet doubts into my ears but i was so blind to acknowledge the fears ill never regret how i felt for you but you seem so far gone, i don't know what to do i only did what i thought was right but i guess i lost all fear and extinguished the light Bay, i wish i never left but its to late to take it back Bay, i wish i had some sort of sign to know your OK i have this horrible habit of making a mess of things you might think it funny but i jump when the phone rings i hope you dont blame me for what happened but then again it must have been my fault im sorry i guess all those times i apologized were in advance for the heartbreak that i probably brought down upon you bay, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry if you ever read this you'll finally understand the way i still feel about you nobody ever said it was easy but nobody ever said i would fall this hard i miss you im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry please bay, im sorry please bay
End It By: IzaDonna My demons crouch real low Seeping out of me real slow The pain protectively covered Darkening memories like no other But I hide behind a smile This life not seeming worth while The blade I have is ready to go Life already being at an all time low So bring on the darkness i no longer have a purpose Chorus I push you away to protect you My sickness n pain being nothing new So save yourself from my sorrow Cause I won't live to see tomorrow You deserve someone better So let me be and go find her Loneliness is my own choice Feeling so lost with no voice So I let each day slip by Everyday just wanting to die What have I become Where did all this pain come from Being left alone is my desire The spark going out in my fire My days I feel are at an end Too far gone to possibly mend Chorus So bring on the darkness I've lost my purpose
I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to "End It All!" I knew of someone who just wanted "to end it." Giving up on life, and did not want to "defend it." It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone's surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin'! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God's power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The "end" that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus' resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He's so thankful for the blood of Christ' atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton
The Murder Of One Lead To Another My death caused yours. I left without a fight like I had all those times before. Murder by my own self-indulgence. Looking how I had left you to your own devices, if I would had known that would be the cause of your death would I have been less self centered? Can you hear me singing to you as you slit your wrist and separate soul and body? Slowly slipping away as I sing the song of the 7 veils. I yearned for you, as you loved for me could we be the most perfect couple to die for selfish wish. What fools we are leaving this world just for a death we know nothing of. Stop! Return! Don't leave me just yet! Are the words I hear as I return to living breathing state, I was returned back to this world? For you I could live on, for you I could die by your side, for you I would make you live forever with me. I was murder, you slit your wrist but in the moment of leaving this world we both was called back by the body we left behind. We came back hand and hand together to stay side by side. I was murder you slit your wrist, but in that last moment I came back for you and you came back for me. Did you see it our nearly over soul ready to be devoured and consumed by our greed? I was murder, as you slit your wrist. We tried to destroy our suffering and we nearly destroyed our bond. My death led to your death but in our final moment we were called back to this unforgivable world. Murder by self-indulgence, suicide of a broken heart, which was our ways out of this world. Thank you for calling me back.
"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows. Her life had been a simple happy one. There were no pains and no troubles. Life was life and people were people. Life was simple. and life was all about tomorrows. Life didn't know about sorrows. Her sorrows. Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. They were never there, but where? First to be sad in the naive town of joy. Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there. It was non-exististent. A meager thought and a blessed memory. She tried and tried. She failed and failed. Life was no longer hers. For Pain was her only possession. Her curse. She lived and she died. Yet, her legacy was passed on. Never was it gone. "No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, "Save them."
This is my escape I'm breaking free This is my confession I'm running away Away from the past Away from the pain I'm letting go 'Cause I'm tired Tired of this pain. So, This is my escape I'm breaking free This is my confession 'Cause I'm running out Out of time So let me go! 'Cause I'm taking off now I'm flying away Away from the past Away from the pain 'Cause I've had enough Enough of this tragedy. So, This is my escape I'm breaking free This is my confession No more to be afraid No heartbreak 'Cause I no longer will take this pain! Away from the past Away from the pain So, This is my escape I'm breaking free This is my confession I will no longer let you bind me!
As I die he will be with me, I fell in love he had the key, And always knelt on one knee. My last thoughts are of him, As the lights go dim, Life circling on a rim. All at once we are apart, The taste is so tart, It all hits me in the heart. You are left to live, My heart your captive, There is nothing to forgive. My cheeks blush so shy, With a tear in my eye, As I start to die. Fear not for I am well, As many up here can tell, It is not quite hell. As I look from above, kissing the forehead of my love, I wonder what he dreams of. I look at him so fondly, his lips curve so grandly, as he sleeps so soundly. I'm like a hummingbird fluttering over his bed, I wish to be with him but I am dead, My life over and has fled. I fear for my love for he is kind, Strong handsome and well lined, But now I leave him way behind. Finding love is like a quiz, Never knowing what it is, He needs love from a heart as strong as his.
Elvis. Oh Elvis you were handsome, big and grand At times folk found you hard to understand. And life for you so quickly it did move My friend it seems you had so much to prove. You gave the world the power of your song And your bonding with your mother was so strong. Religion it was strong within your Psyche To sing those spirituals you really liked. Your mind at times was battered and so bruised And times you seemed all mixed up and confused. An enigma, you so different in your ways You really brought some colour to our days. You sang your songs, you made it to the top In spite of this your troubles did not stop As that greedy man he pushed you all the way And kept you down and always had last say Yes you were such an asset to this man As you sang and made him rich it worked to plan. When fame and fortune took you by the hand It seemed you had the world at your command. And then you lost the women in your life Your mother and your daughter and your wife Oh Lord it left you cold and oh so sad And though you had so much your life turned bad. And so you killed yourself with your bad ways Cause joy was never there to fill your days. I hope you've found some peace now where you are Even though you be no more a star. Elvis how your name just lingers on As still the world gets lost within your songs
What do I say now? Where do I start? Without you beside me, I'm falling apart Thinking of you, know it isn't too smart But I See You Everywhere, oh my poor heart Love in her ways She drifts slowly past me A spring in her step Oh she's moving too fastly Upside down now She turns my heart and soul Reflecting in my mind And in my heart, a hole Every time she crosses my mind I'm reminded of the pain No chance to love her She'll forget my name So what do I say now? And where do I start? Because without you beside me girl, I'm falling apart Thinking of you, I know it isn't too smart But I Still See You Everywhere, and oh my poor heart
Young and innocent they went to school Expecting to learn and play Never in anyones wildest of dreams Did we expect that day For a rain of tears to shell them From one lost deep to sin But heavenly hosts came down for them Releasing them from him The devil he did have his day But God in end dost win For noubt will be lost but these young lives Will not be gone in vain The laws of the land will change in ways For it must not happen again Those who reign must stand on this Take stance and make a difference No one should be able to take a life With intent nor mindless innocence For even when with madmans mind You cannot be left to mingle How can you be able to walk in shop Purchase guns and not be liable Actions speak far louder than words And if we let just one slip through Without accounting for their sin It might well be me or you For on anyone these bullets Might be named to fall upon So make a difference – make a change Add your name – petition The whole wide world mourns in shame An Amnesty is long past needed Write your letters – use your vote Act now while it is fresh And pray for the souls of all those lost That each by the Lord be blessed Also for those who've lived through this That they might find a way To find the strength and courage To step out further each day
Bruises By: IzaDonna Surrounded by darkness Emotions hidden away Bruises disguised with smiles Never would think it That my past still haunts me The scars still completely cover me I hide them so you can't see I'm really not at all okay Chorus The bottles eases the pain The dust numbs the ache Can I ever just forgive? Instead up building up this hate I just want to find peace I want my smile to be real But its hard to do so When I can no longer seem to feel Frightening dreams keep me awake Forever replaying in my mind Life seems to be so much longer This winding road so much harder Can I just get a release Beat these inner demons and be free Or do I have to be forever cursed With the ghosts of the past Chorus I look up at the stars And close my eyes tight Its time for last good-byes Its time to end this tonight I take one last chug And fall to the ground Take one last gasp And then no longer make a sound Chorus I'm finally okay
Love so passionate we felt for each other, My heart felt for you, what it did for no other, But for us to become one, you did not desire, "Friends", you preferred and slowly quenched my heart's fire. I found favour in the eyes of another, My love for you became like that of a brother. She was mine and I was hers, so it would be forever. This new love, through your heart it tore, When my union began, then did you want more, Too late it was, new love I now had, Your opportunity now dashed, I was already a happy lad Much tears you shed, your own mistake, Propelled me to another, your heart it did break, My love for her more powerful than ours could be, May you also find the one who brings you glee.
A man called Bob I met a man some years ago A man with so much soul He was a Maori warrior And he seemed so very whole We used to play Guitar together And we'd talk of mystic things Whenever I think of my friend Bob Such sadness does this bring. Bob he was a 'one off' man He stood there all alone Most folk they just worshipped him For never was he known To hurt someone in anyway With mouth or foolish act He was a total 'gentle man' With courage, style and tact. Old Bob, he taught me how to live Though I'm not there quite yet He died of cancer of the brain And I will not forget How I watched his essence leave his shell On that day so long ago Now in, my deepest vastest depths A part of him does glow. 27 July 2013@0440hrs.
There's this one girl I love I'm really missing Hour by hour, and every second too Remembering nights of lakeside kissing But There's Nothing I Can Do She was everything to me A cool winter's breeze... A warm summer's shore... But oh how the time really flew When she'd come knocking on my door Now there's Nothing I Can Do And while the days continue drifting past My love for her still lasts So I'll send it everyday to my love, just for you Because there's really nothing more There's nothing else There's Nothing I Can Do
You and I. You. Your heart blazed, with a warmth of spirit, soothing, alluring, soaked in truth. Your smile burned, branding me permanently, gentle, tender, enveloping my being. Your love was complete, from the depths of your soul, unsaid, yet fierce, bathed in silent knowing. Your dreams were poetic, fluttering in the afternoon breeze, infused with the distilled essence of rhyme. I. I squandered your generosity of spirit. I vainly discarded your priceless poems. Now I stand, alone, empty, desolate, wasting away, rotting inside, day by day.
Don't forget to cross the Ts and dot your Is because if you don't do that they're just lines vertical on a page. Lets us forget about the imperfect words that make us cry the vertical lines, like jail bars hold us back. Stand up and out and roar like a lion! she is mine, I love her, but I am quiet, held back by the vertical lines the black oily jail bars, that keep my hear caged in everytime I cry and people don't listen the guard taps his nightstick upon the vertical bars, the imperfect feelings of pain and sadness feeling like this it bores me feeling like this makes me sick and I feel myself wanting to vomit and shake the nervous feeling of falling into a dark hole, so I sit behind these vertical lines, like cocaine lines, ready to snort up your nose, like cigarettes lined in a perfect and neat row, like empty wine and beer bottles littering around my feet. The vertical lines take me away from reality, close my already blinded eyes with a black blindfold. These jail bars cross my soul, chain my the ankles and wrists, and choking me, holding my head under water, I can't breath!!! Help me! These vertical bars hold me back in life, hold my emotions from coming out, to tell you how I feel for you! I no more want vertical lines, I want to be free. Drive horizontal roads that wined and turn around beautiful mountains too take a deep breathe and share the beauty to watch the horizontal horizon. Too sit on a beach shore and write till the sun goes down and the mermaids sings cheerful tunes that uplift my spirits and break the remaining vertical lines that bind and hold my heart in place. There is nothing beautiful in a straight line, let alone a vertical one. Horizontal, vertical all bad in their own ways, always trapping us, like jail bars or barbwire that streches across the open lands. Love has no lines, no boundaries, so why should I have lines that bind me together holding my head underwater, till a spark lights a powder keg and blows me sky high and I finally set myself free and roam the horizon for ever.
What makes this world go around? What makes Death walk the Earth and God sit on his throne and watch over us? What makes love go around with such favour and strut along side lonesome avenues? What does a widow, a motherless child, a Vietnam veteran and a boy who has had his fare share of heartbreaks, all have in common with each other? They were all promised a beautiful life, free for all to love, free from the pain of betrayal and anger. We are what make the world go around, I am the poet who sits and looks at love walk down the street, and watch the blind eyes stare deep in my soul. I am the poet, that feels the pain of a heart torn in two. He his the poet who writes of smiles, to forget the frowns and tears. She is the poetress that writes of her success, in order to forget her past that tortured her soul, now he and she walk together writing poetry sharing their love and smiles with the world. But with smiles, also comes frowns, with hearts full of love, comes hearts full of sorrow, and someone has to stay behind and write of the bad has to write and compose the songs of the sorrowed hearts. We are all given love, but it takes some whole lives to understand the dark mystery that tags along with beautiful love. Someone has to suffer the pain, someone has to sacrifice his or her happiness, so another poet can feel the beauty in happiness and pain. I am willing to sacrifice my time and heart, for my fellow poet to feel the smiles grow on their faces and feel love uplift their heart, while the black cancer tears apart mine. I will go on, with what is left of my heart and smile, and go into my room of creativity and compose the songs of sorrowed hearts for future poets, like that came before me.
The end of the world — I will see you all in hell. May I rest in peace.
It hurts all the time This pain in me never stops I want to cry for you I want to scream for you I want to beg for you I want you to be here This cant be fair This cant be real But I smile and I laugh I get up every morning to go to work Throw on a happy face and make some jokes I come home and enjoy my day I have fun And I continue on But I'm so hurt I'm so lost Seeing you in there killed me I could never get the phone call out my head The screams from my mom The walk up there to see if it was true But most of all I wont forget you In the casket Touching your hand You were so cold You didn't belong there Seeing you go into the ground Seeing them fall apart Feeling my heart break into pieces When all I could do is scream I will never forget that day And every time I smile I want to cry Every time I laugh I want to cry Every time I think I want to cry Every breath I take takes a little bit out of me Because I want to cry I want this to not be real I want to had spend more time with you I want to hug you Laugh with you Tell you I love you That I was always there That I am still always here I am so broken But I continue on with life Because God took you and not me He wanted me here for a reason So ill continue on for You I will laugh And smile And pretend Anything to make it to the end To see you I miss you just isn't enough It doesn't mean enough What heals a broken heart? Time they say But time wont bring you back So my heart stays broken As I pretend to smile I miss you I miss you I miss you As I'm falling apart My mask then goes on RIP Bebo... 17 was to young
On a cool afternoon for tea, She sat in that chair, Humming for our silence; Her bones quivering the instrumentals Within the ruffles of the skin. When her tune came to an end, She took time to turn our way. Not because she felt obliged That she had all the time in the world, But because her youth had shredded To make her nothing but one Who hoped for time. For the painstaking moments passed And we locked eyes. She fought her raging wrinkles to smile And nod my way. Perhaps she tried too hard To say a decent goodbye. One would think he keeps it Because he has to. We'd sit on the floor first Before we touch that chair. For it encases you, Tightens its weight upon you And hums so sweetly between the ear and soul, The sounds of a sour, unsaid farewell.
The Battle I saw this lady standing on a ledge, about to jump that's when I said Hey! You! Wait! what's the problem? She said "I got so many, a lifetime couldn't solve 'em" She was meek, about my height and frame That's when I proceeded to ask her name She looked at me as if I already knew, I asked if there was anything I could do "Wait, talk to me, maybe I can help" She said "go away, it's between me and myself" I said "NO!" "try me, tell me, what you gotta say?" She smiled and said, she can't go another day "I gotta go, because my time is near, besides, no one really wants me here" that's not true, I do, I want you to stay somehow I know GOD will make a way. It was true, part of me needed her here for some odd reason I was really sincere we need to understand what we're blessed with and to know that our lives are special gifts she smiled at me as she agreed somehow I felt this was my need I stood there with something different inside the joy and peace like I had saved a life I looked up, the lady was gone I stood there on the ledge all alone she didn't jump she must have run away, embarrassed or something about what I had to say I thought about calling her name hers and mine was one in the same Then I reflected on who she could be why she looked like me, why I couldn't see That all the time THIS LADY WAS ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Without you, worn down, weary, staggering into tomorrow, dissolving my todays, grim, dreary, I crawl, slipping out of my skin, flinging laughter, joy, contentment, into the gaping abyss of life's dustbin. Without you
Peace be with you little ones, As you make your journey home, So early in the day it seems, To come upon your lives' sweet gloam. Peace be with you little ones, Your smiles brightened up the earth, And though we might no longer see, They still in heaven spread their mirth. Peace be with you little ones, And those who would your guardians be, There should be no cost put on lives, So easily lost in tragedy. Peace be with you little ones, As you make your journey home, So early in the day it seems, To come upon your lives' sweet gloam. For the children and adults who lost their lives in Newtown Connecticut
What is there too say now? What is there to do this evening? Nothing for I am without you, I remember you, when my eyes first looked upon your brow and beautious eyes, Your luxurious features and a heart of gold and platnium, I am lost in a garden of cluelessness, and lost and forgotten. My heart aches and shivers in the lone days of the mid December evenings, You are gone and lost without a single trace, But soon I had lost you for good and could never find you again, I buried you in the gardens of the dead, and the tears from my broken heart showered your grave. Oh now I wish you were here, To listen to my heart, For it is out of tune and the orchestra is playing a slow melody, and the chimes ring me to the dinner table, To eat alone the lonely supper for the mourning of my woman. So I eat alone tonight, The house is quiet and empty, The butlers and maids have gone home, Nothing but lone, empty halls, Once filled with love and music, keep me company. The slow music plays in my study, I sit in my red chair, I cry and cry again, I read a book of poetry and think of you, Not a life worth living without you.
Open your eyes .. Love is a shadow constricting you up close And when you sleep it lays next to you.. Love is a force that drags you, possesses you, And fills you up with memories of today for a life of tomorrow.. Love is a sword cutting through the soul.. Leaving you breathless for eternal moments that will never come back Love is like a feather blown by the wind, And injected in our hearts by a single wish... To never be alone! Love is an aura.. We all have one, yet we can't see it or touch it, We Have to believe its there, and it will show up.. ..to give us a chance to trust, to build, to fall, and get up; over and over again!
I need to heal and fast, I can feel the time running out, all too soon. But can't push myself out of the agony, The threads of pain pull me back like a puppet. I seem wrong to be grieving now, odd one! Everybody else is no longer black, Me, haven't seen the sunlight for long; The mansion, its corridors, the rooms now my world. The wound in my heart is still too fresh, It forbids me from a sunset on the beach, It forbids me from running or skipping, It forbids me from laughter and joy... In denial: they say but it's not all true, I accept I know he is dead, He is no more But do I dump him in my past and move on? The thought makes me hate myself! He would want you to smile again, live further.. Strangers tell me his likes and wants, the know-it-alls. I look straight ahead and avoid their prying eyes It's a losing battle, I know but let me lose in grace... Visitors keep pouring in, with flowers and tears. He was a man loved by many, the crowd proves it, Everybody seems shocked and pale but not as lost as me I glide along the windows, reliving the shadow of memories... The moments were many, uncountable even, It crushes my soul to think, they are all I have, I see his fingerprints on the window panes, I search for mine too, just beside him they lay... The garden is being watered, but by a strange hand The plants understand the master is now below them, He will never enjoy their colors or drive away moths His ashes and scent scattered around the mango tree.. I smile at the garden then burst out laughing, Before I know, warm tears run down my nose But there still lingers a smile, wet with glistening tears I am happy he lived, he lived full and more...
The coldest white had fell Surrounding all the feet of those behind The day turned into hours Just in the mind Did the gift appear in night? Or were dreams reality? Did it come from karma's hands? It drifts from sanity The trek towards that happy place You've been there many times Something was different now It held a horrible surprise The box wasn't full of life and sound The ashes of memories made were here Taking longer to twist the knife Left remains of a child now in tears Standing still you couldn't breath Excuses flying in your mind Trying to figure out the scene Hoping there's time You look up to see Expectant eyes for the last time You wish you could keep But it's the saddest of a smile
The Tidal Wave I saw a tidal wave come in, Raging winds and fierce water Rushed, Took the houses, cars, trees, Street signs, park benches, Pictures of loved ones (Poor baby Louie, 3 years old washed away) And along with all the power It tore my heart out of my cage And swept it out to the Endless seas, And the great white sharks Have their way with my heart. Now bleeding and dying, Pain follows me, And I close my eyes, And wish it all to be done. Pray for me, I want pain no more. See tears fall from the corners of my eyes, As I breathe in and feel no heartbeat. And they all look at me, Faces of nomads and they snicker At me, I hang my head and cry tears, But the tears were washed Away in the tidal wave, So I sit there, Eyes closed And I sleep the night away. -10/2/2013-
My eyes Refuse to see tragedy My eyes Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy And I'm left in my solitude… My eye's sagging…from endless mourning And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear… When will peace draw near? You don't see What damage you've done Just let me be Leave me alone…hand me a gun I yearn for unspoiled glory To make me feel perfect once more I yearn for flawless serenity To make me feel no regret…don't ignore My calls…don't hang up on me You don't see What damage you've done Just hear my plea Listen to my excruciating cries… Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies Our journey has just begun And I'm left in my solitude… Do you hear me weeping? And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear… When will peace draw near? Eye can't handle the stress Let me release my horrendous distress Eye can see you making that same mistake At least MY life isn't at stake And I'm left in my solitude… My eye's weeping…do You feel my lament And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement I'm aching with discontent… I abhor this torment When will peace scrub off my fear? I can't believe my eyes Your guiltiness flows into me… I can't believe I fell for your lies Your heartless action rape my mind…you don't see What my EYES see… You'll never see How much pressure you put me under Unchain me from this chamber And watch me flee… When will you be set free?
You have to go Just go So I can let go I've hugged you hard Despite your guard I've parked my sorrows But wiped your tears I've fallen right down to the ground Yet offered to always hold your hand For you I always did stand You kept me near But stayed far and clear You brought me confusion I held onto our illusion You let me down But your faith was my crown Now it's too late Years of hard work washed by lies See the quirk of fate I miss you, sure I do But you miss me more I just can't be there for you Anymore Can't we meet half way? No damn it We can't You couldn't even go a step with me Now I choose to walk away I will leave you I have no choice I will forget you Because I have to I will forgive you To start brand new You have to go Just go So I can let go
Within Me Flowing through the rivulets of my everyday thoughts, memories of you surface, gasping for air, breathing in, permeating, absorbed by the pores of my ageing skin. Famished, greedily gulping mouthfuls of fractured life, awash in distant yesteryear, when your feathery kisses, banished the vacuum, dispelling my anguish and strife. You are eternally carved, and embroidered into my soul, I wash ashore, smashing against the boulders of the now, seeking solace, begging for absolution with my empty bowl. The book of fate is sealed shut, the tea-leaves have been read, nothing remains within me, the burden of smiling has been shed. Now I am stranded, between dreams and the empty years ahead, searching for forgiveness, in the miles I have yet to wearily tread.
Leaving a bunch of the nicest people Us guys have ever known It's sure a sad time for Cathie and I My, how the time has flown Seems like it was only yesterday We moved in with great excitement Thought it would be our very last move We were flying high, so jubilant But now that reality has finally set in The fact we'll see them no more It's a heavy heart we're carrying around As we finally close the door The final chapter is fast approaching I know we'll shed a few tears When the truck is loaded and we say adieu To the home we have held so dear A shiny new chapter lies just ahead An exciting new world to explore But I'll never forget the good times we've had I'll remember them forevermore! © Jack Ellison 2013
She lies in a pile of bloody red roses She left a note to her folks saying " I cant go on im sorry" It didnt say why But still we cry We are all very sad some of us are mad none of us are glad She'll b greatly missed To me she was like a sis But when will the rumors stop Noone knows the truth not even the cops My pain is great I wish we hadnt been late But when we got there there she lay on her already made bed of Bloody red roses
A long time passes and I am still here Silently insulting, brutally weeping But then I lift my head from the ground To see him standing there Towering over me in all endeavor of quietude Was he there the entire time? I feel his eyes but see only his stare I am dreaming again Has he returned to guide me? To frighten me back into reality? Who are you, entity of fear? I know death draws me near— But why, oh mystery, do you linger here? He never answers me, though still I try Why are you here? Must you hate me too? He pulls me up staring me down His thin, sophisticated form makes me feel hollow Empty features burning my vision As he bends facing me I never want to see your face again See, that's why I hide. . . Why, I ask, my voice croaking Tell me why. . . He takes my hand as I cringe Walking me to the edge, his head tilted my way I shake like a dried leaf on the brink of autumn A small, pathetic part of me wants to thank him To believe all of this. . .is right How though, can I trust his blank sincerity? I am the only. . .the lonely But there he is beside me His long fingers intermingling in mine The sense of fear and confusion Sticking to me like grime I am the Slender Man—I am—your friend And for once I let him embrace me I cannot bear to flee He tenses and tightens his grip Dreading I may slip away in panic Please stay. . .please stay Soon it will all just go away. . . He is warm against me—alive Breathing slowly, I feel the beating of his heart Bashing my nerves—blurring my mind Tingles shoot down my spine As I stand there, so close to him We watch a sagging sunset As tears flow down my infected eyes I have learned to fly. . .to embrace the lies Squeezing my hand he holds me close As the black sun wearily lifts its head one last time Only to sink from its post I never want to see your face again See, that's why I lie Slender Man cradles me in his tendrils Surrounding me like I am its sickly nourishment Whispering comforting falsehood I gaze beyond the wasteland Beyond myself. . . But there I find nothing Hand in hand we walk over the edge Heading yonder into the sheer, sweet Nothingness The demons watch us disappear Grinning from ear to ear I cannot see them now. . . But I can smell their fear -January 26, 2013-
Jock. Now Jock he was a friend of mine In those good old army days When teenage boys were herded in And made to change their ways He told me one fine summer's day With a big blue sky above "I'm glad that I'm a soldier boy This army life I love". They shipped him off to good old Nam Placed a rifle in his hands And said "now you're a soldier boy I hope you'll understand We're fighting those old Vietcong You've got to see us right You don't know what it's all about!!! Nor us, just go and fight" Poor Jock ain't with us any more God bless his poor old mum Our lad he was a forward scout No use his bloody gun As the flying metal put him down Our jock the hero died As politicians wined and dined So many tears were cried.
Port of Call Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm, soothing pained memories away, to the swaying of a solitary palm. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil, on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find, yet comforted by the crashing of the waves, as the tide cleanses all pain, and leaves despair far, far behind. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, drenched in a sea-breeze of mist, that hushes the ache of bygone moons, tasting the salty tang on my lips, as the burnished sun, over the distant horizon, swoons, and dips. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, searching, ever searching, for a slice of solitude, as memory bids a final adieu, reaching under the sea so vast, and seeking comfort in the depths, while embracing, the tomorrows to come, wishing that they be true. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, seeing my truths drown, as they slip beneath the turquoise waters, feeling my heart ablaze, with a passion that rarely falters. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, yet knowing that I am home at long last, wishing the waves would wash away, the defences that once stood, like an impregnable wall. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, I have found, at long last, my final port of call.
She is my heartbeat, and lately my hearts skipping beats. I missing beats like artist miss drop dates. Im missing her like she was gone to the pearly gates, But she just a phone call away, a phone call that's not answered on any day. I try to mask my emotions, but they refuse any longer to stay at bay, they've decided they rather set to sessions, cast away to find our heartbeat. And I myself have to decided to do what's necessary to have her back next to me and not an ex to me, cause forget the next one if its not her, no one shall stand next to me. I left her alone, but she left me torn down the middle like disgarded paper. My lines are messed up like a messed up taper. She is, was, and will forever be my heartbeat, and just hear it again Ill go through hell and back, pick and eat up scraps just for her love again to have back. And all the time people talk, people talk about all the fish in the sea but I ain't right for them fish and neither are they for me. My pain is masked like halloween. So no matter what I step out in you don't really know me. But she does, from the outline of my shadow to the inside of my heart she knows me from the start. I wish we would have never had to part, but I pray we get another start, Im dead right now you are the beat of my heart.
I sat in a small wayward cafe, the smell of coffee beans being crushing into submission tickled at my nosterls. The sounds of tin cans and cups some of them being stacked and others drop with a violent crash. The tables all red and round There sat the women, with their novels, tea cups and coffee mugs sharing small talk of innocent love. Some women quiet and others talking. All of them drinking something. The cool air blew through the windows, what a mess that wind made. Blowing papers all around and blowing the women's hair back. A man sat there, writing away, with an endless cough, a tickle at his Adam's Apple. Then again everyone had a cough. I sat there reading poetry, writing poetry, embracing poetry with a pen in one hand and my head in the other, gently resting of the red round table. I wrote of the cafe, the women, the man with the endless cough, that shattered your ear drums everytime he put his hand to his mouth and coughed away. A woman who sat reading way, drinking lemonade and sometimes taking long glances up. She was waiting for someone, I could tell. I looked at her and she at me, and we both smiled. Then a sudden silence, she looked away from me. A man, who had an ego, (Then again, doesn't every man have one) brushed my shoulder and pushed me away. He apologized, not sincerly. They kissed and hugged, I went back to writing with a frown. They went away in love, I guess? And I sat all alone in that lonesome wayward cafe. Nothing to keep me company, but smell of coffee and tea and the laughs of the women sharing small talk, and that one man with Earth shattering cough.
Here Today...Gone Tommorrow, Our hearts are breaking filled with sorrow. I wish we had a chance to say goodbye before you were sent to war to die, But you left us very suddenly,There was no warning, Now here without you we are all in mourning. You were the one true love of my life, It was a pleasure and an honor to have become your wife. The years we had together were filled with such joy, The days we became parents to our 2 girls and our boy. You are now an Angel, The brightest Star. Now we can only admire you from Afar. Sleep tight my love, in our hearts you remain, My journey starts here to walk lifes path of pain, But i will travel many miles, Air, Land or Sea, No matter how hard lifes challenges may be, For I will fight the Cold, the Wind and the Rain, Cross Oceans, Climb Mountains until we are together Again. x
I am a lost person, but I am not alone. I make choices in my life and I choose to let go. I need a change of space, and my lyrical notes, The beauty and the face should fade, but more I want to grow. The nobility in life is sad, when madness is a nuisance and insanity a fad. I have some regrets, some I can't forget, but If I can't forgive myself, then who will forgive my sins? I'll give it my all, and pray I win. I'll keep my heart locked and throw away the key, never let anyone inside, so I can remain free. Can I question a higher power, or would I be dead, The scum of the earth, creating poetry that is read, by the mindless masses, blaming the heart to death, I hope this will heal me, burning the past, The beauty in the innocence, never really lasts. I have a feeling tonight will open my eyes, and guide me too the light instead of lies. I'm praying to god that you are how I think you are, because I need compassion, not just a broken heart. I don't know why I like you, but you seem to close to part. Please don't leave me here, surrounded in the dark.
The purple rain sinks in the drain There he stands, the old man in pain Blue-eyed Death comes. The purple rain sinks in his skin he smiles at a picture of kin Death sheds a tear. .3.8.2014.
What happened last night brother, Please tell me it's not true, Was i a bother, Don't tell me you have no clue, Why am i locked up in an asylum, Don't you trust me, Am i getting my mammogram, it's my right to know please tell me, Don't isolate me please, I beg you, am only human, Tell them to handle me with ease, Am almost a young woman, Don't turn away when i speak, I need some answers, These injections are making me weak, Not forgetting my ulcers, Is this about the mercy killing, Please brother, don't cry, You tried your best but am not healing, Please let me die, I can's feel my limbs, The medicine is getting stronger, Please take care of the other siblings, Am growing weaker, Am done leaving on life support machine, Just let me go, You tried but am a broken engine, lease let my spirit go, This are my last words brother, Please don't try and save me, Last night when i had a seizure, The doctor defiled me...,
Where to begin " proclaim its not you " just me You were all I wished you could be Will that help - set you free? Please don't beg, please don't plea.. There's no point in asking once again "why" And you know me " I won't lie Gently cutting the cord, severing the tie Whilst gently whispering my final "good bye" We'll always have these moments, imprinted and set Lest you are worried that maybe I might forget So there's no need to curse the day we met I promise I leave with no thoughts of regret We gave it all " put in a good try A heavy heart " a sad sigh So I say my final "good bye" Keeping my head held up high
What became of all the years? The love, the fear, the joy, the tears. The games we played right on the street, An ice cream cone our biggest treat. And all the people who I knew, Are now just down to but a few.
Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It's like we're being driven to God's elimination! God is being "forced" from many institutions! All in the name of this country's constitution! We're told that God and this country must be "separated." Anything less is what many would call; "discriminated." Any forms of Godly virtues or values are "torn down." Any symbol of a cross, is often "removed from the town." It's no wonder that this country's in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? "What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?" Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often "enjoyed." Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There's will come a day! When God's wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the "thing to do." Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as "a fool." Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only he has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; "in God we trust," in our lives must be applied! Everything we'll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country's hope! It's only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton
My mind was filled with hope and desire. While laying in a garden of wildfire. Take my skin and flesh to boil and burn. I feel the end come as I turn. Ash and nothing more is what I've become. Are there tears in your eyes or are there none. Endure and take when I am a ghost. Know that I'll haunt you because I loved you the most.
FAREWELL MY LOVE! Farewell my love, i must return home, a loner The moon wanes and below, descends the horizon A galaxy crowns the looming of a gloomy sky At the backdrop remains glint of our yesterdreams. Farewell my love, 'tis the journey's end of loving tend For the western gleam retracts to a dying day All things rest, my heart rest forlorn with them But behind the shadows is the whiff of a new morn. Farewell my love, this, could thy last embrace be With the shrivels of the flowery range at sunset Faded with the last embers of genuity after gloamtide? And in the chill dark falls the dew of tomorrow's bloom. Farewell my love, with the rising glow and fading glint The heart that never stays, that revolves with the earth Like swallows depart after winter for summer plane Where next would be the flight when autumn sets yonder?
Streams of blue fluid Flows downward As fragile carcasses decay Without a peep of a sound We're in the brink of disaster… Who invited such fear and anguish? Who could lead us to quiet waters? We bleed… Polluting the waters below us… Trickling down the mountain To our filthy feet… Cleansing the sin off of our skin But, it's tangled from deep within… The eeriness breaks The hearts of a thousand strangers They all fall away powerlessly… Into the chambers of death Danger is lurking in every corner… Pursuing its evil plans To cut down our hopes… Growing like crops… Rising rapidly – It never stops Dreams of misfortune still Rapes our minds, Plaguing our happiness… Consuming the darkness… We're sprawling on the ground… We're crawling like infants… Veering briskly like serpents… Who will set our souls free From suppression? Who will preserve our hearts? Don't prey upon our Guiltless lives… We're in complete agony… Does He consider Our prayers Of support and nourishment? We scream… Breaking the repulsive solitude… Encourage us to keep on Trekking toward Your light Where's Your path? You rinse off all of the sorrow Giving us a ecstatic tomorrow The weeping ceases… While the corpses Tear into Blood-spattered Pieces… The faith of a couple of people Strengthens us…keeps us motivated… Not captivated… In misery… We're reaping our Ecstasy… Leading us to peace and fortune Keeping us accustomed To Your purifying spirit… Keeping us away from Calamity… We're hungry… Our demise is close at hand… Closing in on us abruptly Like an obscure cave… Rescue us from affliction – Embracing downhearted clouds… Those wretched clouds… Brought us rain when we asked for bread… Those merciless clouds… Spewed out scorching fire when we asked for relief… Remember our supplications… Appalling lightning's daring to strike us Out of cruel vengeance Out of sheer amusement Don't even attempt to weaken us We're blossoming in joy… We're under cover… You can't manipulate us Like a subtle toy We're praying for Quiet waters Offer the deceased A second chance Don't disown Our broken lives We're not alone… We're just waiting until The quiet, glistening waters Gratefully arrives…
im goin on with my life and leavin you behind i love you still but i will not go crawling back you gave me alot of love but also heartache and sorrow maybe itll b better tomorrow you hurt me bad and it used to make me sad and then it changed i got mad youll always be my first love you used to be really special and finally im goin on with my life without you and leavin you behind
What will be Will be! I know of this, first hand Your life was taken away So abruptly! I will Never forget That day! Till the day My body dies And I am with you, again! "How was I to prepare myself?" With That kind of Life changing, event! You Didn't warn me You Were permanently leaving! I hope You know How much "I love you" Know You will never be forgotten! I don't know What Has got into me! Consciously I feel you Inside me I see images Of your face So clearly! Am I crazy To believe in this, my love? "Are you still with me?" "Is my imagination Playing cruel tricks Running rampant As I talk with you As if You were by my side, right now In my heart and mind Your face etched Imprinted Like a blue print That never fades Your foot prints Still remain, beside me My heart beats Eternally Trying to make sense of everything! Forgive me, my love For being so strong in my feeling For it has been a long time Since I lost you, my friend Something I haven't Quite Got over! My heart Having A mind of its own Aching To be with you, still! To see you To smell you To touch you To taste you One Last time! I want to say "Goodbye" Once and for all! As We have Brought out The best and worst In each other Rivers run deep When it comes to you and me! We have had our fair share of fights and arguments Stubborn disagreements All of them Meaningless Now You cease to exist! I miss your lingering touches Your hand, stroking my face Your big, blue eyes Looking into mine Your warm lips Your rough, unshaven face The way you Passionately Kiss me While We make love, till dawn I miss All those nights You kept me Safe and warm! I miss Your Loving embrace I miss Your Reassurance! "Am I ever going to feel the same, with another?" Just As I felt In your arms, my love? How Do I let you go? How Do I set myself, free? I am ready To love, again! With 'Our eternal love' Supporting And Guiding me Especially In times, like these!
a hollow shell of tangled synapses sparked into gradual madness which drowns out the truths of the day as the mind reeks of the rotten sad moments that swirl in the rancid soup of forgotten dreams dreams that once traced a gentle path of innocence dreams that reached for pure love's tender touch dreams now paralysed but once vivaciously alive what became of those fresh dreams and hopes as they lie mustily on dusty bookshelves torn into shreds by time's fine scimitar devoid of the touch of raw passion when all that remains of love is a hollow shell
what does your heart say? can you hear it? feel it? when you push it aside do you feel regret? longing? or do you feel nothing?
Everyone's gone... There's no one to look up to...not one... Not one will be kind enough To look down and attempt to help me... Everyone's gone... I'm beneath the debris There's no one there to save me... I'm left to my own misery Everyone's gone... I guess I'll find my way out of this maze Without any clues I'm waiting for relief to dawn upon me Everyone's gone I'm dealing with so much trauma I'm watching for any signs of support... Hear my echoes of pain... It drives me insane... Catch me before I fall off the cliff... Everyone's gone I'm all skin and bones I'm trapped like a hunted animal The predator took a bite into me... Don't just watch me suffer... Deserted in this lonesome state Everyone's gone I'm kicked around like a soccer ball Hear me as I call... Help me to stand tall Help me... Reach up to the sky To feel the coolness seep through me Help me... To be inspired to write more uplifting songs Help me think more positively - help me wave g'bye Help me... Forgive me for all of my wrongs... Everyone's gone I'm a screwed-up building I need you to be my backbone Straighten me up...help me to be stiff like a soldier About to enter another horrifying war Support me today... And stick with me tomorrow! I want to let go of the past memories... Scaring away my happy moments and delights I want to smear away the blasphemies… Obliterating my blissful days and nights Everyone's gone... There's no one to depend on...not one... Not one will be brave enough To look down and attempt to help me... Everyone's gone... I'm beneath the city There's no one to show me the jolly sun... I'm left to my own misery Everyone's gone... Fine… I'll find a way to get out of this nightmare Without any clues I'm waiting for relief to give me strength instead of fear
She. She, remains just out of focus, an elusive portrait, etched in the corner of the mind's eye. she, sometimes strays into view, a blurred mirage, of burnished words cast in indelible dye. she, steals fragments of each day, a welcome thief, of emotions left in some dusty space. she, scatters my poems in the breeze, an invited spell, that vanishes into the wind without a trace. she, renders me mute and so often blind, the wild dreamer, a seeder of impossible thoughts in the mind. she, brings the elements of nature to me, a gentle healer, she unfolds my thoughts setting them free. she, comes and goes as she chooses, an untamed spirit, soothing the very place that she bruises. she, rouses me in nights of empty slumber, a murmured breath, brushing my cheeks with kisses too many to number. she, remains to me the enigmatic one, a burning riddle, yet she stays with me as each torturous day is done. she, my heart knows not why she stays, my consistent constant, filling up my nights and consoling my days. she, deserves so much more from fate, the truest soul, she loves too much and knows not how to hate. she, arrives again tonight as I lie awake, a thoughtful shield, my coat of armour in a world far too fake. she, stays with me and within me stays still, the true one, and to dwell deep in my soul is where she always will. she, from whose cup I have so greedily drank, a giver of life, I have not the words with which to her wholly thank. she, knows how desolate a world this can be, my sustainer of hope, and of life and of breath is what she will always be.
The touch of your whispers has blown through the air And the wave of summer disappears in the sand There's nothing to stop these memories are gone Let the playbook now rest for the feelings they've stopped Slowly it turns the small hands on your wrist The knots in your belly have clenched like a fist You picture the east and close her eyes For the dawn's a coming in all of our lives The night's now bleeding forever it tilts Circling the orbit no rest from the filth Rivers are flowing and spirits are dim And the skies from the ocean will always stand still The pain from the east has moved to the west These days are numbered just like the rest Blind in the rivers the hand clears it away The whole world has changed in less than a day
one too many for the road as the driver stumbled to the coffin-black car the sky's stomach rumbled wet black tar to fast end
A lonely path, in the dark it moves on It meanders within the deep, dense fog Along the way there are many roses Some of which lay on an old decayed log Twenty-seven in all, each an angel All of which had their life cut way too short An ending that was abrupt and so quick Tears run down my face I sadly report No more is there any children's laughter The families weep while in such great pain It seems that when things like this do happen The days are always darkest in the rain May we can console them as best we can Light a candle in honor of these few If we could all band together as one And show our love, this is all we can do Russell Sivey Dedicated to all the victims of the Newtown tragedy! Entrant into SKAT- AB SIN THE-'s "In Memory of the 20 + 7 new angles of heaven~ "our own little poetry soup VIGIL"" contest 12/19/2012
The heart and mind of a souless man, is a coward and a pety thef, who steals love from others to feel satisfied. And even in the end, they're still not satisfied.
Madrid it is a hot and sad place. Filled once with music and pretty women now filled with bombs blasting on street corners and old women hovering over their dead husbands. Madrid was once a place of love and culture. Love was full through every hotel lobby to every small cafe, love was all around. Now, nothing but abandoded buildings inhabited by rats and broken dreams. The hotel lobbies once home to rich folk in tuxedos drinking expensive champagne and dancing, now filled with young boys bleeding from bullet wounds and burn't to the bone. Madrid once a home to life now a home to death and war. Fellow Spaniard fighting fellow Spaniard in a Civil War between life and greed. Life was all good and well till 1937 came around.
Why is it I am always wrong? Something I have always done? Why is it I am Never good enough In your eyes In challenging times? How many times Do I have to say "I love You?" What will it take To convince That mind And Heart Of yours? What can I say That will ease This jealousy And Resentment You feel towards me When drinking Too much booze Killing what brain cells Are left In that stubborn Head of yours! How long Will it take For you To believe in me? For I know I am a fool Staying here, with you! Feeling desperate Lost and lonely Dreams squashed Emotionally drained When 'we' need to pull together In union ship To make This bond strong Between us! 'Uniting as One'' 'Love Conquering All' "Well!" "So, I am told!" I love you more Than this Arguing and fighting! But You refuse to understand The love I have for you My head Tells me to stay with you But My heart knows I cannot! For I have asked you To be kind to me I have asked You to open up Your anger and rage Continues growing Out of control Taking over Like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Burning bridges Being ruthless Always Out for the kill! I need to break away! I need to clear my head! I need to experience Love and longevity True togetherness With The one's I love! My heart needs to experience 'Healthy Love' My heart deserves the best! You now Belong in my past I am no longer the person You once knew me, to be Your insecurities Your inner demons Far bigger Than any of the love You choose to acknowledge Or Feel from me! You can believe this To be true If nothing else! "Love thy self" Share Without personal gain Being Your Primary Motive! Know Love Be Love, in Action! Be honest Have empathy now As I cut these cords Of emotional bondage That Bind us together True Love No longer Our foundation! I stand on my own Knowing I have learnt the lessons You have come to teach I now know What love isn't! "I thank you" For showing me this! My illusions of love Blinding me Colouring my experiences Revealing Only what 'I Wanted Us To Be' Not 'True Reality'
She was headed off to college at 18 years old, News of the crash leaked out, and the mood turned cold. She was the best person you could ever know, When she danced with her team she put on a show. Recently in Ohio, I found this rock, With its angelic shape I found this cross-walk. In the crosswalk I found my old best friend, If only my heart could find a way to mend. As a young country singer once sang, "18 years have come and gone," It's hard at this point, it's hard to move on, I guess it's time to move down the line, I need a reassuring sign to ease my mind. Goodbye my friend, may heaven treat you well, In the past, I will no longer dwell. Hello my guardian angel, you are my eyes, For you are with God, and He is wise. Goodbye Tracie Lynn, you made people smile, I'll be there for you after a while.
I am a drifting Jellyfish my hopes are none to all I love a place and a time the current rips it from me I have no home, I have no constant variables fill my mind I cannot show what I love but really it's a given All I want is a stable home no movement in my waters The selfish Sea only sees it's self one day I will be gone Beware you selfish Ocean my defense is my sting
Why wander the wind paraded streets with waxen cheeks and muddied shoes? Is it for a darker view or... Are avenues the only thing emptier than arms? The dusk doesn't shout, only murmurs snide *****under its breath over your shoulder before skulking along on its way, like the people who stare askance at disheveled button down and tie. I close my eyes and they roll like thunder Into the back of my head, to strike Down the photograph trash, to pop The balloons of dreams, all hot air. The sunflowers couldn't make you smile, the kind words didn't make you listen; you never would have heard my heart shouting. Nothing I did could make me visible, more than just a shadow on the street.
I've been knocked to the ground, I'm as low as can be The thoughts that run through my mind are why oh why, and woe is me It seems I've been here before, and I can see clearer The reasons are the same and the heartache comes nearer Though I'm broken and hurt and as sad as can be The only way to feel better is to create a new me So this time I must build a thicker wall, And pick up the pieces of my broken heart The past is the past, and I can't let it follow Though I still feel the pain, I can't go on in sorrow I wish I had been enough, that I was worth more effort, But now I know, I can't chase air forever I wish I could say I don't care anymore, But the truth is my darling, that's why it hurts more. But it's obvious from all of the struggles we've had As hard as I try, this will just end up sad. I wish you the best, really I do And there will always be a place in my heart reserved for you I will smile and laugh and rise above, And then one day I hope, I can again find love. So Lord give me strength as I go through this trial, I am ready to accept things and be no longer in denial. Thank you my dear, for times I can't forget And for that time in my life, you really were the best. People will love you, then hurt you and leave, But the test is how we endure and grieve. My path is uncertain, and it scares me to death, But I will move forward and try to live with each breath. Remember me please, when you think of the past, And I will try to remember, that some good things, just aren't meant to last
Into the midnight cold he rides; a chance travel, on the wild side; this is the vision, that always repeats, whenever I think about that curvy Rockford Street. Alone he travels on his way home, until a mystery sends him flying into the air, and has him crashing into the ground far from the road. Where was his helmet? O' where was his helmet? In pain he lays all alone, until two-friends rush to his aid, and frantically made emergency calls from his phone; paramedics arrive and relieve his friends, as his journey into the unknown slowly begins. Where was his helmet? O' where was his helmet? Now in a hospital lying on a bed, with nothing but sheer pain streaking through his head, mom rushes into the hospital with one of her sons by her side, the other son was in Iraq unaware awaiting R&R and waiting on his airplane ride; a devastated mother and a saddened brother both watched as the youngest sighed, eyes watery with tears as they watched him slip into the cold night. Where was his helmet? O' where was his helmet? I received the terrible news while I was in Ballad waiting for a good plane, instead I was rushed to an awful flight and my heart felt immense pain; I begged and I pleaded with God, Please O' please let this plane crash and let everyone but me live, I love my youngest brother take me O' Lord, take me instead; he is too young God; he hasn't truly experienced life, my goodness he was only twenty-eight and never had his own family, nope not even a wife; by the time I made it to Rockford it was too late, my youngest brother was forever gone as a chance travel sealed his fate; tears in my eyes the pain still burns deep I must admit, with only one question in my mind; Where was his helmet? O' where was his helmet?
Quiet vicissitudes on a lonely shore. Memories fading with age as the family home crumbles. It sits alone, abandoned, on it's now private island as the ocean continually encroaches with time. Nothing left but photographs to prove to the world it was here as a storm crashes overhead. With one final gulp a once happy home relinquishes itself to the watery abyss.
Whenever I see a boat My heart sinks and doesn't float From heavy pain being caused The day a huge wave has tossed Your love from my life forever Now I feel I can never Step onto a dock again Or new heartaches will begin Thinking back when we could sail Through any storm we'd prevail But now the port into my soul Has been crushed as you control The memories in the back Of my mind that you attack With the breezes that blow through Chilling me with ghosts of you It was supposed to be so great As we tried to set a date For the perfect wedding plans Engagement ring upon my hand Sparkling with the light of sun There was just one place to run Right into a brand new day Our love would have led the way 'To a future filled with light Two hearts burning really bright Until they were killed by the Power of an angry sea Flipping our love boat violently As you tried to rescue me Pushing me up from the wave Thinking that we both were saved Until your grip on me would waiver No feeling was ever graver As I saw you drown below Into a grave so dark and shallow Leaving me alone to wonder If this heavy guilty anchor Will ever become untied But every time that I've tried My heart feels it has sank And my love life walked the plank Jumping overboard to leave Me alone in life to grieve
You were a lesson to be learned And I was the one who got burned, I guess when it's the end it's the f******g end. So I hope you choke on the words you screamed Out, cursing my name when I didn't let you go 'Cause it turns out my Love was wasted on you. I'm trying not to hate but it's so damn hard When everything we had meant nothing to you But it was everything to me. My eyes burn from all the tears that leak out From time to time, my heart breaks just a little When I remember how you walked away. Some day I'll find someone better, Someone who knows what they have and Doesn't take advantage of my Love like you did. Someone who won't try to use me, Who will Love me for who I am and doesn't Talk behind my back about things that aren't even true. Maybe it wasn't meant to be, maybe I was Kidding myself, wanting to believe you Loved me, But whatever it was, I hope you know, you're dead to me now. Revenge is the sweetest dish ever concocted, And maybe it's not right but it sure feels Damn amazing, more than you made me feel. So this is the last time I go through this, It's time to live my life without your ghost Haunting me all the time, without the memories. I'm better off without you, it's true, Even if you were all I ever wanted, thought I needed, It wouldn't have worked, no matter how we tried. Don't say you Loved me, you wouldn't Have walked away so damn easily if you had, Wouldn't have left me with all this anger and pain. Sad thing is though, I know when I wake up in the morning And fall asleep at night, your sleeping image in the morning sun Will come to mind, arms wrapped tight around me. And I can't seem to shake this sadness, Although my dreams aren't filled with you anymore, But sometimes I swear I can still feel you, here, holding me, and I cry. I remember how you would whisper Sweet and low in my ear, that you loved me, You'd never let me go, you'd always be here, but those were lies. As I lied to you about letting you go if asked, But then you countered with another lie, that you'd Never ask, but here we are, in this chasm of dark goodbyes. You turned your back when I needed you most, You couldn't even act like a man when you left, just Gave me a message saying it was over and went back to her. I think that was the worst, that you ended it so Suddenly, so easily, and went crawling back to the girl You broke up with for me, but I suppose that's how it goes...
Finally came upon such beautiful scene where the eyes cannot resist. With such pure fragrances taking away the sadness and the purpose of life, Lies under these red cherry blooming trees, the sadness and painful endurance of each falling blossoms. Each leaves and flowers reminisced of my past. As the spring passes by, nothing is left behind. I pick up the red blossom flower and smile, as the spring vanished, I faded with the season, shedding the last drop of tear surrounding by red blossoms.
I don't know what to say. I don't know what to feel. I don't know what to think. I do know I look for you. I do know I listen for you. I do know I miss you. I remember what you said I remember what you did. I remember the talks we had. I would give it all for another day. I would give it all, to give us another minute. I would give it all, just to hear your voice again. I miss the time we had, I miss the words you said; I will miss you 'till the end. You helped me be what I am, I remember, that you were my friend. You touched my life, in a way I never thought you would. You never know what you are missing, until they are not there. I am thinking of you, You are not forgotten, only gone. ©K. Chun 4.6.14
never thought we would be here extension has never been a sharktoothed vacuum until now we wake up aged by the thorns of emotion the thorns only time we talk is when we are passionated about losing our voices band-aids on my larynx ice packs on my temple nowhere is the new somewhere my hand on your heart is now acidic to you i sit on this porch swing now thinking about the point where it all went awry the center of the pinpoint cannot ever be clearly seen all we know is that one day we will intentionally attempt to forget lying to ourselves, we become susceptible to internal thoughts unexpected and unforeseen in the center of our individual plans then one night it all comes crashing down, and we become insane due to the unmerciful clutches of the many facets of monotony that dream as an offspring of propaganda becomes the sole thread of which we cling to we die in each other's arms tonight, and then we simply walk away....never looking back....but yearning for new visual prescriptions....of perfection....
If only I could kiss u as many times as I shed a tear last night. I wish i were older. I wish people would realize we are just two lonely kids trying to find a way in this world. I hope when the time comes for us to meet again we don't regret a thing. We will work out perfect we won't have to make anyone happy but ourselves. But for now, goodbye. I hope your life is as fun and amazing as you have made my life these past few months. I hope your successful, and I hope you find someone who loves you as much as I do. I hope you are happy in everything you do. Anyone who is yours is really lucky. Just know that when you need me to keep our promise, to find and fall back in love with each other, I'm where I always said I would be, waiting on that call, and on that day my life will be complete.
Almost Lovers Now, loveless romantics Loveless With only sadness in our eyes A fresh new hole In our hearts Without each other Being by each other's side I am trying not to think about you Though images of you Still haunt me Flooding, my mind I hear the sound of your voice Echo through the air I see you 'smile' I can smell you, everywhere! And when I watch the stars Light up the sky at night When I stroll the streets Without you by my side I watch lovers enjoy each other's company Reminiscing about 'you' Almost lover I still feel the beating of our two hearts Becoming One Even though you are gone Goodbye, almost lover Thank you for making my heart warm!
You don't see the hurt behind this smile. Maybe, just maybe it's better that way. You don't see the pain you left behind. Perhaps, it should stay that way. You don't see the shattered that's deep inside. I wish, I wish you could. (December 30th, 2012)
Another flake that fades away, Another love that cannot stay, An empty body a broken heart, Another nightmare waits to start. Another leaf falls off a tree, Another family left to flee, The battered babe and torn up mum, Another dream has come undone. Another circle of endless hate, Another innocent at the gate, I know it hurts and I will weep, To let my little angles sleep. And so another confession ends, Another day to comprehend, I know that we are split apart, Just know you are always in my heart.
Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It's like we're being driven to God's elimination! God is being "forced" from many institutions! All in the name of this country's constitution! We're told that God and this country must be "separated." Anything less is what many would call; "discriminated." Any forms of Godly virtues or values are "torn down." Any symbol of a cross is often "removed from the town." It's no wonder that this country's in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? "What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?" Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often "enjoyed." Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There's will come a day! When God's wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the "thing to do." Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as "a fool." Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only God has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; "in God we trust," in our lives must be applied! Everything we'll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country's hope! It's only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton
Upon the beauty of the moon, and the brightest star Today just might be the last,day, I could have by far. The gazing sapphire region, of my deadly blue eyes Turning cold as stone, forgetting to say my goodbyes. Must oneself pass and see, the eternal shinning white light Passing was meant to be, peaceful not scarce with height. The road of heaven paved, with diamonds silver and gold I'd be wishing you there for me, for which you tightly hold. The thought of leaving my love, scares me by a lot I can't bear to bring about, the mystery of us that fought. You are my angel that must hear, my ultimate deadly cry To you that I hold so dear, I shan't be without my goodbye. Your tear of sadness revived, the beatless heart of mine I could have stayed eternally sleeping, with me it is fine. You have no need to worry yourself, I have no regret Not to worry over the forever slumber, you needn't fret. Pale as the finest milk, my body moving like jello Do not drink my blood, for I am a very odd fellow. I cant bear to listen to, these deadly cries I hear These cries of death, are like screams in my ear. The only thing that saves me, from this udder fate Is that you are my angel, for I call you my forever mate. Although I can not live to bear, you shedding tears This I tell you is true, I hope we are together for years.
Another story One so bold Big bucks were made Deals bought and sold Met a lady Turned out shady Took my cash My life turned trash Tried to get a second start Even pushed a hot dog cart Fast quick bucks had brought me down Watched my ex-wife steal the town Living in a one room flat Table, chair and old floor mat Watching all the "suits" go by I see my past And start to cry Just feeling now so very old A hopeless soul Out in the cold
I speak sadly of your love your love is gone,so long gone I walk away upon my little path that stretches through the light they say love comes and goes away. I wonder if that's true I think and ponder,what did I do wrong what went wrong. maybe I made mistakes I shouldn't have the desperation of your love made feel sad it feel like my heart has been shattered and blended in a blender what can I say,your is gone away and gone it shall be..but I will never forget you