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"September, beautiful month of my birth, is nigh, but I cannot feel glad." September, drifting in with glow of moon, you stifle Summer's ardor. . . and she grieves. In guise of fire, the Fall comes all too soon. Your breath grows cool. You'll blow and loosen leaves. The hills and woodlands will reflect new hues. You stifle Summer's ardor. . . and she grieves. In Autumn's chill, the colors are a ruse. For as you pass, the trees are set ablaze. The hills and woodlands then reflect new hues. Though warmth may linger through your final days, old Sun is waning, yet he still seems strong! For as you pass, the trees are set ablaze. September, you're a melancholy song. Though time be short, you paint a brilliant dusk! Old sun is waning, yet he still seems strong. October looms. . . Your ending will be brusque. September, drifting in with glow of moon, though time be short, you paint a brilliant dusk. In guise of fire, the Fall comes all too soon. by Andrea Dietrich For the contest of Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~ "A Poem, Please"
In the middle of my plain white wall There is a plain white window And next to my plain white window Is where I sit in a plain white dress On a plain white chair And every morning the sun rises And every evening the sun sets I see them all from my window They are very pretty With many colors And then one day A man stops by my window He calls to me as I sit In my plain white dress On my plain white chair He calls to me to tell me of the world That I may come and join him But I have seen the troubles of the world All beyond my window And I say to him I'd rather stay And sit here by my window Where troubles cannot reach me He smiles a sweet sad smile as he walks away Though the next day he is back again And he talks to me of grass Of green lush grass that is soft enough to walk on barefoot I tell him of the glass that is hidden among the blades He just smiles a sweet sad smile as he walks away And back again he comes To tell me of the ocean and sandy beaches With white sand so pure you can lay naked upon it I shake my head and tell of the pirates That come to kidnap young and pretty girls He smiles his sweet sad smile as he walks away The next day he walks softly to my window And he tells me of a garden untouched by men Where flowers are the size of children And blooms reach to the heavens He tells me of the grass that hides no glass Of a sky that is of the brightest blue And a stream that is so pure you can Be unwary of drinking from it He talks of fish and birds of indescribable beauty All this he tells me is mine I must only leave my window and I may see it I shake my head sadly as I tell him I am afraid the world holds too much danger For even if there were such a place What misfortunes may befall me On my way to this so called garden He smiles a very sad smile and as he walks away He says that paradise belongs to those who Take risks and battle hardships to reach it These are the words I remember as I watch the sun set And the next day when he comes To my plain white window He will see me missing in my plain white dress On an empty plain white chair For I have gone to walk on glass and battle pirates On my way to paradises garden
I guide my body, but my soul I do not. My mind. My feelings. They've slowly broken apart. The darkness screams at me, trying to reel me in. "they're gone," they say. "you're nothing but pitty and sin." Though most think it's hard to step foot in this place, it takes true strength to find another way. As the black swallows me whole, I see a million bright lights. I lay there in my sorrow, and know the stars are mine tonight. Somehow they -- uniquely twinkling -- take my feelings on adventures to slow my breathing. They strongly look through me, and have my mind soaked with things like courage, and happiness, and hope. I lay there for hours until their vivid wisdom fades. the dreadful transition of night to day. When the sun gradually peaks over the horizon, I notice the pain in my hand from clenching my knife. But as the light shines upon me, the only feeling I have is the feeling of life. I stand face to face with the greatest star of all. Feeding off of its power, I break down my wall. The sun shows me the paths that I have to choose from, but it's up to me to choose the right one. I'm ready to cut ties with the sadness I hold. I shall live my life right and pick the right way to go. I'm eager for night to fall, to show them that they were right. They all found their way. The stars are mine tonight.
Clouds unite they end all fight darkness prevails the bride with no veil to see with no eyes why do we despise as the world does turn our minds they do churn thinking too much my mind loses clutch and the wall does grow so high i cannot throw my words at your mind they fall short then behind frustration sets in as the sun goes to fin the darkness will win not i as this is my sin i will glance with no stare find the pain that is there and the wind will be fair as it carries my prayer one day you will feel what i meant to steal as the darkness will peel my pain from this real communicate i cant i try but its faint i turn on my pain i turn on my pain i turn on my pain i cannot regain i want to show the day that the sun will remain as the clouds unite they don't end all fight it is i that must cite it is i that must fight for only i can prevail only minds can grow stale if not used you will trail if not used you will fail if not seen its your grail if not noticed your in hell i will try to tell all i must try to not fall only you will be seen in my eyes of ever clean that the tears will one day fall down my cheek in all glory as they will be of not pain but rejoice as i gain and rejoice we shall reign to the water of no shame as i finally can blame no one else for my rain and all the world will see it was i that was freed it was i with no creed that was released to bleed
The sun was blaring down That August afternoon When Jesse came into the town Of Early Blossom Bloom The sun had blistered up his skin His shoes were worn and tired The clothes he wore upon his back Was all that he acquired Jesse was a loner Traveled light and all alone No family he could speak of No place to call a home For food and basic shelter He would trick upon the street For a twenty dollar bill His throat would be a treat His body aged and weary From the life now forced to live A new found way of living No man had chose to give The effort once put forth Strength he no longer had To earn an honest living A concept he didn't have What would come of Jesse No trade to call his name In life he loved so many men Each one a different way But love for him was just a fix An action he would show Not something that would stick around And nourish his inner soul He travels to the city In hopes to find a friend One last fool to take Before giving up his sin But in this town There was no one To cater Jesse's ways No place for him to go and stay Or a simple bed to lay He sat down on the park bench As dusk filled up the sky Weary from the journey made In hunger he did cry In life he played a hell of a dance No partner came to stay Deep down afraid The city streets Would be his home to stay In Jesse's heart was anger For the people passed him by Not one kind word was spoke to him He sat alone and cried His prayers of some compassion Were seemingly unheard This was life for him now Banished from the world He died that night a lonely man On the park bench all alone Laid to rest in a lonely grave The place he now calls home The life and times of Jesse Now just a memory He was a man most would forget For shame of his company Think back on the life and times That Jesse brought to earth Would you have shown compassion? If you seen him all alone Who is to say who is to judge For a life lived on the streets For Jesse it was all he knew And all he could ever be
The air is fresh, mornings crisp and clear God I do love this time of year Vibrant colors abound on the trees Gracefully falling with the breeze The workday runs from sun to sun Until the "Bringing in of the crops" is done I am a lucky man to live this life Respect of my community and loving wife Sometimes in life the land yields plenty The blessings throughout the day are many As I watch the sunrise to the east It gives my soul a spiritual feast For all my friends everywhere To my Lord a silent prayer To the north her majesty appears For all to see beautiful and clear Forever snowcapped and standing tall Lady Shasta watches over all To the south another blessing to see The Sutter Buttes clouded in mystery It was the Lord that gave them their birth The shortest mountain range on earth The coastal mountains to the west Offers the sun a place to rest Followed shortly for all to see The "Harvest Moon" clear as can be Then comes a moment that is hard As I head my "Cat" off to the yard My final ride of this year My face accepts a single tear My heart becomes full of sorrow I inject myself with poison tomorrow Thats the price that a junkie must pay Years after he has changed his way The reason is very clear to see I put myself "At risk" to hepatitis C I can't stop the fear from flooding in What will it be like to hold a rig again Through all the loss and all the gain I reckon that moment will bring me pain But through the pain I'm able to see God has his angels covering me
Wish it wasn't so cold around here Wish I could stand up sometimes Wish I had somewhere to go Drowning myself to sleep with emo music Wish you were near me Wish I knew who you are Wish I could see your eyes for a while Dreaming in black and white every night The sun goes down again End of the act, see you idiots tommorrow Hide in the darkness Warm, comfy shelter The day is gone again Another time I can't be broken I pull the strings here, in black and white Curl up and cry for tonight The sun goes down again And you emerge from its ashes Look at me now, in black and white 'cause colors hurt Wish I could look at the sun Without my eyes burning up Wish you were here Without your hands cutting mine But I just sleep every night Dreaming in black and white...
There's a feeling inside, I can't explain Somehow good intentions have ended in pain Its not what I wanted Its not how I planned But somehow true love has slipped through my hand. You were my true love, My kindred, My life Its hard to accept you won't be my wife Destroyed and in tatters, beyond all repair But never forget girl, I'll always be there. Its sad and unfair how we fell apart But although its in pieces, you still own my heart With each sun that rises, with each sun that sets My prayers are for you, the girl I can't get. We'd laugh, we were silly, we'd sulk, we'd forget But when bed time came round, I was so glad we met Your face in the bath, when your hair it was wet Your perfume, your toothbrush, I'll never forget. I've paid for my crimes for what I've done to you I've paid with my heart, for its broken in two I love you my sweetheart, my breath of fresh air The best part of my life with you I once shared.
Mid afternoon, the sun slams down, On the shifting sands of a coastal town, The monument points with a gun to the sky, The heat haze displaced by a seagull's cry; On the quay I sit and look out to sea, At the distance between the horizon and me. At a quarter to four I have not moved on, Wearing haunted looks that I thrive upon, An ice cream melts in a splitting cone, Seeping through cracks to a twilight zone. I take a deep breath and rise to my feet, So cold and alone in the sweltering heat. At the closing of day, the sun settles down, The night muscles in on a coastal town, I drift to the bar and the sea licks the walls Of the harbour without where the darkness falls. I look to the dusk for an answer or two, But there's no sign of life, and there's no sign of you.
I AM HIV/AIDS Saint Luke predicted me long time ago, While the Book of Revelation warned you about me. I am raging like a wild fire, I am growling like a lion, I have spotted you and I will pounce on you! I am HIV/AIDS! I attack people in all socio-economic and educational classes, I cut across cultural and religious sects, Graves and hospitals bear this testimony. Despite significant medical accomplishments, I remain incurable, I am HIV/AIDS From Africa to America, Australia to Asia and Artantica to Europe. From Cape Provinces to Limpopo and Mpumalanga to Kwa-Zulu / Natal. From Bekkersdal to Grobblersdal and Makapanstad to Marabastad. From Sun Valley to Sun City and Mamelodi to Mametlhake. From Witlagte to Langlagte and Suiwerskuil to Kromkuil. I am reigning, I am HIV/AIDS. Woe for the earth and for the sea, Because I have descended in great anger to devour you! I refer to you, who do not abstain, I mean you there, who are not faithful, And you here who do not condomise, For I am HIV/AIDS. Media has warned you, Priests have preached at the top of their voices, Politicians have cried loud, Organizations and institutions have given you warnings, But all these have come to naught, Now I will kill you like flies, for I am HIV/AIDS This is not news to you, You will certainly catch me through unprotected sex, Shared infected needles and syringes, contaminated blood, And from an infected mother to her unborn child. I then multiply in your blood, mercilessly attacking Your defence system and leave you for the dead, For I am HIV/AIDS. You know this fully well; You cannot catch me through Sneezing, sharing toilet seats, coughing, Or shaking hands with an infected person. Behold, even if you are not infected, You are affected by me, for I am HIV/AIDS. Even though I am dreadful and mighty, I will finally die and my heart is sore, That will be when sense is finally knocked in your head, That will be when you abstain from sex, You remain faithful to your partner or condomise, Remember, prevention is better than cure, for I am HIV/AIDS!
I know its the summer time because of how naturally Your beauty compliments the caress of a summer breeze As I watch the world from beneath a shady tree I take in the delightful comfort of everything I see But in the same breath I am holding up my hands Lord will you please give me back the things I no longer have They are even more a part of me now that they are gone As the sun falls below where the horizon is still holding on Somewhere between the falling light and a star lit night Is a dream that last forever and will never say goodbye As the wind gently blows through the brush and shakes the leaves It begins to hum a melody that I want to sing At that very moment I smile for all the joy I have Its so uplifting for me to see melancholy dance Soon the morning sun will rise and capture my eyes As I watch the hand of God paint a brand new sky With every stroke of color I swallow all my pride And I find a new place to dream of endless times If I should ever get to the place I left my broken heart Only then will I believe this brand new day will start Again Im reminded of why my heart beats so restlessly Only the speed of thought and my soul beneath this tree
Living lonely lives, Cowboys are known for riding Into the sunsets 8 May 2014
Feel me standing there on the draw bridge that stands stubburn and erect over the rushing waters blown by the wind back and forth. I listened to the crows posted on gargoils designed of eightenth century Gothic architecture singing their death songs, when the sun is setting in the far. The voices of women passing startle me with a feeling of sorrow I can't breathe, I am dying. Feel me, can you feel me rot away? Slowly but surely rot away as time passes with ease, and taxi cabs take smiling, intoxicated faces to wayward cafes, oh how they screech to a halting stop and wave to me to get in. "No thank you, I'd rather walk." I say to the smiling faces highly intoxicated with the thought of the birds and the bees rattling around in their empty minds. Then they drive off, into the city lights and turn a darkened corner. I look at the rushing water and feel myself rot away slowly but surely rot away. Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Can you see me? Feel my heart thump with slow paces that manage to keep up with fast melodies. Of songs that play in your mind only the ones that make you sigh and think those one days in Spring time as you walked over the draw bridge and paid no mind to the water underneth. I hear no more talk of you and me, I hear no more talk of the good old times we all shared. Time has passed, as I take my last breathe and hold my chest and shead a tear. Feel me, can you? If you can, put your hand to my weak heart and feel it thump away with every second wasted on useless items. Now, see me a man of one time greatness reflect his life with a reflection in the water below. How I sigh and cry and breath heavely, as I feel myself rot away. The voices of woman pass me by. Tomorrow is a new day, for the smiling faces in taxi cabs will go home and soak their raging hangovers with cool, wet rags. As I still stand on the draw bridge singing with the crows, feeling myself rot away. Can you feel me without you, rotting away? I surely can feel myself rot. Such a heavy word, "rot" So vulgare, yet a great description of me, without you. I pull out a shawl you once wore and I kiss it. As the wind gusts and the sun rises and my shadow comes to meet me, the wind shall take my last memory of you away. And I shall weep no more. Then what will I do? Shall I walk the streets and think of you. Yes you, still rambling all throughout my head like a lose screw. Can you feel me? Feel me rot away feel me think about you, and all your works. Can you feel me?
The Moon is just a silver scarf, As the Sun is just a Jewel Glowing above us, overhead Lighting the way for ev'ry Fool Rainbows envelop me, on this bed of clouds As the colours bring me back to life Let go of Hope in all my Sadness- My Soul of Gold, I twist the knife **COLORS CONTEST ENTRY
Cloudy weather elimination are our shadows
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.
We can either be miserable Or we can be positive. When we are miserable The forecast is always cloudy. When we are positive, The sun is always on the way. I've heard this several times in different ways, That's why I'm not putting my name on it.
I wake up to a deserted town "Where are the people?" I ask myself aloud. "Gone." answers a voice. But no one's here... but me. Broken glass litters the street, a Kristallnacht in the making. Houses, half gone and half standing, specked the dirt road. I lay, pinned to the ground by a monstrous wall... I don't know if I'll be able to move... but I must try. "Hello! Anyone there?" No reply.... just what I thought. As distress fills my heart, I use that anger and helpless feeling to my advantage and somehow I managed to lift the heavy burden off my chest. But this was a small victory in what seemed to be WW II. ALAS! I remember. This is WW II.... and the US had just dropped something... something unusual on my town... I'm surprised I'm still alive. The explosion was enough to kill all of my native land, Japan. But it only stopped 2 miles from the heart of my country, Tokyo. But no time for reminiscing. I must find a way out of this... hell. A sharp pain in my chest heaves me to the ground, I've seen this ground so many times, face to face. Something starts to lunge itself out of my mouth. When I look down, I notice that it is my own blood. I knew I must find a hospital, quick, but which way was which? Was East West? Was West South? Was North behind me? Was South ahead? I sulked in defeat as I trudged along a snake-like road... a road to nowhere. I grew weary, hungry, tired but I knew I must walk on. Every few minutes, I'll drop to my knees and cough up my life support, but I couldn't let that stop me. The sun went down, but I didn't. The moon rose, I kept walking. The sun started his day-shift, but I was at work all night, counting steps and listening my heart beat. Finally, I lost the will to live, I wanted to die, I waited to die... But death didn't come. I spit up blood every few seconds now. Life leaving me with every breath. I close my eyes, and draw in my last breath. Muffled sounds reach my ears..... I try to look but my vision's blurred. Everything blacks out. "I will not be defeated" My vision is back.... I see people... Everything blacks out. "I will not be defeated" I see their faces now, splattered with dirt and dust Everything blacks out. "I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED!!!!!" I CAN SEE! "Are you with us?!" A desperate cry reaches my ears. And I reply, "Yes. Yes I am."
Close your eyes for awhile my friend, I heard there lies a moon far behind the black sky, I heard lovers were dancing beneath, can you hear them singing? I can feel their tipsy steps making rhymes on floor, and smell of perfumes filling the air, I heard a sun rises to brighten up their world, and birds do sing them charming melodies at morning, they say they have roses in colors and beautiful trees in the streets, and have they told you about the sea yet? They say it smells so wonderful and the delicate air of seas caresses their cheeks with soft wet breezes, oh my friend, what have we seen in the dark but the fragile ghosts that we are! "Hush" whispered to me, "I lighted up a moon inside my heart and I smell lilies and jasmine in my nose, my dreams play tunes my heart dance on, they speak to me all night and there I see a starry night floats above, I feel the warmth of a sun in my soul as it hugs tight, whispering to me hymns of love and joy, lightening candles for hopes which had accompanied me amongst the dark, why have you closed your eyes my friend? Look through the colorful roses I painted for you with eyes wide open, let the lights off so you would see clearer, let the lights off so you can brighten up the world that hides with you, for my friend, what have we seen in the dark but the free spirits that we have become! * If you enjoyed this piece, follow the link and share your thoughts http://echoes19.wordpress.com/2013/01/22/dreamer-2/
Goats They're everywhere These pretty little creatures On the serpent road to Exmouth They be some of the features Along with Emus, Kangaroos And handsome birds of prey These little goats be bountiful They're all along the way. They be domestic goats Who've gone back to the wilds Where they have bred one million fold. As one moves along the miles These little goats be seen so much In their many shades and hues Don't know where they got their water It be tough country too. The weather here be hot and dry As the sun bakes everything And mostly here no rain does fall To drinking water bring. And yet these goats look healthy as Such nimble little beasts You'd see some dead there in the road As the crows do have their feast. That be the price of progress That poor beasts have to die That be the curse of human beings Sometimes it makes me cry Yet still they be so plentiful These handsome little guys Another little part of nature That make love in me rise.
I held a beautiful flower in my hand... I watched it lean where the sun ran... My fingers and warmth slowed its growth... So I let it go for its beauty to float... It flourished in a world of sun and peace... But soon the days ran and the sun was a tease... Wilted and sad it now fades too fast... And with a fall chill this beauty did soon pass... "Autumns Dream contest" 10/23/11
On that cloudy weekend in June I hear a soft and graceful tune from the grey bird on the tree branch Singing sweet lullabies felt blessed in the moment My body tingles of joy at sight Gazing out through my open door, Letting thoughts fly free Releasing love out into the horizon Heart filled with emotion came over me Grey bird stood playing its tune for awhile and on the wings of letting go Then as the rain fell from the sky the grey bird flew away gracefully I blew a kiss to the clouds and utterd these simple words of I Love You father ( who's now in heaven ) and yet I hope to hear that grey bird sing again once more for me Farewell, love your son Poem contest for Debbie -referential
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.
As the golden rays of sunlight creep into my bedroom window, I hold my tears back, yearning for just a few more hours to hold you. Time has grown to be my nemesis, my curse, For I realize that when the sun ascends into the heavens, I descend into the pits of hell. As I give in to your embrace and caress your tender caramel skin, I dream of time coming to a standstill, where eternity is our safe haven. For now though I must press my lips against yours and say my farewells, Slowly walking away, gazing back as you depart, I begin to call out to you. Don't abandon me, let us travel the world, and discover things We never dreamed of, and grow old together. However you can't hear me say these absurd things, and I begin to asphyxiate, I lust for the sensation of your touch, and I yearn for the echo of your voice. Patience, I tell myself, in due time we will be as we should, And when that time comes we shall watch the sun rise every morning and I will breathe effortlessly.
We aborted the Christ a long time ago What with the successive thousands of gentle fetuses strangled. Stop stop! Why lament? Let not the wind be rankled By thy silly bleats and unbaked ego. Thee killed the Christ Thee impeded his coming. Thee cruel beast flaked with lies O thee daughters of Jezebel's sinning! Thee killed him, that young Christ in thy womb That lamb sent down to our sins loom. What did so meek a lamb do to thee, predators? What vice did he depict, O executors? There, thee shake those cursed heads of thine. That lamb committed none, but thee went for its throat. When thee felt it kick in glee in thee Thee hastened in terror for that mountain yonder Where thee crucified him still like done on Golgotha, Fronted by those lascivious Romans in their creel. Those Romans were of a less cruel breed For I watched thee in triple trepidation murder the Christ. I peeped as thy hands pulled it forth from its manger While that stiletto went cutting and shredding and beheading its soft cord. I watched thee squash its throat: A young lamb that has neither learned to kick nor croak Nor mastered the humanness of weeping. I watched thee young Jezebel, thee came stabbing. And stabbing. And cursing. I watched thee as the sun set in the East While darkness fell speedily from the mist as the sun hid its head in fatal shame, While thee with the stealth of Lucifer Cast that messenger from the heavens two feet below And again cursed it to the bowels of hell.
Shadow of a butterfly reaching through the light shining Through transparent window panes. The shadow of me hiding in the shade casted By the wall beneath the sill. Sunlight of this evening lighting up my bedroom, Helping me to see my surrounding. Sunlight of this day, for me, it was brightly burning, All while bicycling home. Shadow of a bird symbolizing flying and basking In the sun, which soothes my pains. The shadow of me concealing itself and fasted Inside my head as I sit still. Rays of a sunset touching the glass, illuminating The colours and the wall. Rays of a sunrise waiting for night to pass, wishing To shine so I may finally roam. Shadow of a cage: this window the only thing Keeping me as solitary as I can be. The shadow of me welling up deep within, Descending into sorrow. Light of the sun embracing countries, forever travelling. Sunrise awaiting my horizon. Light of the sun reminding me how There will be a day of my dream coming true. Shadow of the blue twilight gently glowing Throughout this room where I am free. The shadow of me restlessly reflecting Upon thoughts of the days beyond tomorrow. Sunshine everyday warmly reassuring That it will always shine on through. Sunshine everyday piercing The gray clouds of any day. Shadow of thoughts filling My mind with a saddening realization. The shadow of me is suddenly being embraced, My Sun ensuring in time I will attain all I've dreamed.
I waited 'til I saw the sun, The sun just slipped a note below my door No warm arrival, as before, The fragile light of empty air, and cold rejection on the floor The summer days are gone too soon I was a little girl with nothing wrong, eyes wide open without a sound In the empty room that once smelled sweetly Now only left to face the gloom I will walk a mile, just to feel the edge Some place low enough to step right in I can't stop my self from falling, I can't stop myself from calling But my voice is weary, can hardly speak at all I pick up a stone that I cast to the sky, hoping for some kind of sign The wind is gone, asleep at dawn The long day is over…I'm feeling tired The embers burn on, with no reprise The sun will rise, …again you say? But what do you say, when it's all gone away? I'm on my knees empty, you humble me Lord I've gone too far, …., you can take me away… __________________________________________________________ For Tracie's Contest: Sing a Song poem Songs from Norah Jones: Following lyrics are from: "Don't Know Why"( I waited 'til I saw the sun) "Feeling the Same Way" (The sun just slipped its note below my door) "Shoot the Moon" (Summer days are gone too soon) "Seven Years" (A little girl with nothing wrong) "Toes" (Walked a mile just to feel the edge) "Lonestar" (pick up a stone that I cast to the sky) "In the Morning" (I can hardly speak at all) "The Long Day is Over" (The long day is over, I'm feeling tired) "Humble Me" ( I'm on my knees empty, you humble me Lord)
In the midst of conclusion, this breathtaking, last sight. Fitting the peace of final sigh, the picture perfect landscape spread out beneath a sky clear as Heaven's light. The vastness of nature's reach and the danger of death combined in dance creates an epic last note in which one edge of balance will topple onto the other. In a flash, my past performs a scene to the rhythm of panic as I'm held on edge by the arms of a murderous heart, refusing to let me fall to forgotten love, telling me to hold on… Beyond the threshold of the rugged horizon Heaven's gates beckon. Should I let go? To die inside myself or to live in slavery? I look up to the now brilliant, crystalline sunset. Time is running out for choice as bloodied hands lose their foothold. I look back to see the shadows multiplying, encompassing the hope of life. As night chokes the permeating beams, I shut my eyes and give up the fight that was never mine…
The dagger of mankind enters my chest I feel the burn as the flesh is torn open My insides churn and reveal themselves As if I am giving birth and mankind is the father The holy ghost will laugh as this is happening The spirit of evil embraces tears of his own These tears are true tears only he feels my pain He feels the same pain I feel, as he was cast away Mankind and the ever loving Lord of Light turned their back on him Evil was shunned and left to die, just as I was The great villian of time, Mr.Einstein was shunned This rage fueled him to disrupt the time continuim As he did to "Old Science", I do to mankind All I did was speak the truth The one crying for me now is my only true friend We have gone to war together without knowing it Columbus was alone when he wanted to disrupt philosphy He was alone when he fell off this flat earth Disrupting the peonic views of "mankind" and paving ways for today Just as the sun rotated around these same idiots that judge me Mankind is not ready for the truth that I speak Only few have heard my words and sought after the truth Now the sun no longer rotates around the bigotry of man It rotates around me....... So enter that dagger into my chest And thrust it as hard as you can Join hands with one another to make sure you drive it in For this is only time that you come together to accomplish As I await my only tearing friend to take me away from you My tears I shed are for him....but they are of joy and need I need his friendship, for it is truth, unlike mankinds........ Forget Ugly Causes Kreating My Anemosity Nor Killing In Near Demons
The early morning rain hides the tears in my eyes With an emptiness in my heart, I'm remembering your lies I'm a long way from home, but the distance doesn't ease this aching in my heart and wind blowing through the trees. Travelling down this rocky road, I'm tired and alone. How I wish my broken heart could find its way back home. Bright is the sun and dark is the night, but I'm stuck in the middle, and, oh, nothing feels right. With everything to lose and nothing to gain, my tears fall to the ground, like the early morning rain. Oh, the sun never shines in the early morning rain. In the morning sun, he wakes with another girl, not me. The dawn's light shines on them, but clouds dim my rocky seas. If he would welcome me home, I'd forgive, let go of this pain. So I'll start the long journey home in the early morning rain. Lord, help me find my way through the early morning rain. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, April 12, 2012 for Write me a Lightfoot Poem (Francine Roberts) * Gordon Lightfoot song, "Early Morning Rain"
clear skies of passionate blue a pictuesque sun shining through warmth to families of here and now their happiness creases my brow empty hearts shall bask alone wondering why the sun ever shone upon the shores of a hapless soul whose only light became death's toll hugs and kisses I didn't give those memories, sharp as a Scythe yesterdays have come and gone yet my August Mourning carries on........ for HER memory
I woke up this morning and said a prayer for you, the sun shines through my blinds and it's a shame i can't be there with you your heart beat creates earthquakes, your tears bring the rain, and for the second time it has flooded here again I'm sorry if i disappointed you, I'm sorry if i ever lied, because what i'd do to go back would mean i could reverse the time that you died. sick to my stomach i can't bear the thought, but when the sun shone through this morning it brought a peaceful thought back to my heart through out each day i kneel down and pray and know you're living in the sky I try making wishes from stars flying by but the sight must be quicker then the blink of my eye i'll never know why, til it's my time to go, I look around this city realizing all friends are faded foes I can't hold on, i hold it within, it is my faith in peace that keeps me from disintegrating within.
Shush be calm, it's okay I'm right here, You're hugging my pillow and shedding a tear You have my memory and I feel your heart, Always forever till death do us part. We'll always have Paris and the empire state building Watching the Bulls and the yankees out fielding But there's nothing like kissing and the shared living touch, and the holding of hands that we loved so much. The smell of your perfume at the end of a day Knowing that just before work we had shower play Making love in the moon light the sun and the rain The memories of beach the car and the plane Running naked through sand dunes and chasing the sun Naked moon bathing naming stars just for fun It was always and only about just you and me, And it always and shall be for eternity. Please don't go just yet I have something to say Then you can let my balloon float away I thought I knew love and knew what to do But it all went so wrong when I met you My wires got crossed an my thinking went wonky My smarts all went south on a pantomime donkey But now that I'm gone I don't want you to worry I don't want you to rush to get here in a hurry It's all down to you now to play and explore Before you join my photo in our sons bottom draw Thank you for sharing your life and your love I'll be watching you always from the blue skies above From the wind in your hair to the moon in your eyes From the warmth of the sun and the sea and the skies Feel loved and not spied on, I want your sprit to fly I can't live with the thought of making you cry.
" Just Like The Others " They found her near the rivers bank as the sun rose in the mornings rain her body beaten and bloody with no clothes her precious life went down the drain. This young girl was such an angel her feathers ripped from off her wing they found her broken golden halo as the church bells softly ring. She was a families special daughter her loving heart was full of glee her childhood was love and laughter she had a closeknit family. Soon she faced her teenage years Just Like The Others can't you see they all had some fun with alcohol which led to speed and ecstasy. All teens will bow to peer pressures she tried these things onto the next and of course she had no creed not until she boast of sex. Sliding down further a twisted spiral sadly another young wasted life drinks, drugs and sex will take their toll a young childs life is full of strife. Many bad things done to fuel her habit had caused her to lose her self control to feed her cravings and ease the pain this young girl has sold her soul. She is so young and just turned twenty one the last few years have not been kind her pride and beauty is now all gone the drinks and drugs have destroyed her mind. Now she has taken to using needles this young girl has fully given in no more speed nor ecstasy she is using heroin. This young girl now street parades in high heels and real short skirts gaining her money for her drugs and she is treated just like dirt. Now there is no longer any help for her she has thrown it all away trying bad things unto the next soon with her life she will pay. Its sad to think we all have failed her by ignoring all of the destructive signs because we always let this happen repeated again time after time. We blame the media and this age by branding the young folks all the same citing the drugs and a drunken binge its sad we never take the blame. These precious youngs ones are our kids why have we let them all fall down? Were we too busy not to see? To watch them flounder and slowly drown. Yes, they found her near the rivers bank as the sun rose in the mornings rain her body beaten and bloody with no clothes her precious life went down the drain... Penned By MPK Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion. Quote: The Best And Most Beautiful Thing In The World Can't Be Seen Or Touched. It Must Be Felt With You Heart...
The blackened sky revives in blue. Sky's mess of gray becomes a hue. The robin chirps to see the dawn, Now all await what has been gone. The sphere most bright, a circle smear Unfolds straight upward, very near Until the sun appears in sight. From edge of nothing creeps the light. But on this morn came sickly rot, The black seas rambled from the spot Where sky had fallen into dust. The currents smelled of curdled must. The final fate was clear depicted, And from a morning unpredicted Earth's life was taken surprise, And nevermore the sun would rise. Horizon cracked, the grasses blood, Raw reddened scabs of flooded mud. The living pierced in lung and heart, Convulsion's dance, perverted art. The stifled screams of gasping pain Are deadened in the viscous rain. Now stiffened carcasses will lay And putrefy in crimson clay. Where magma tongues caress the sod, Come bright endowments from our God. The sackcloth moon unthreads and burns The twisted gods did mankind spurn.
Under layers of sheets against the biting coldness of early mist in between soft, cuddly comfort of my pillows and an unseen blanket of warmth all over me An unnamed waves suddenly washed me and swept me to the unknown abyss of darkness unknown abyss of lost hopes, dreams and wishes. My hands are flailing, searching for something to hold on to hoping for never-ending hope that I will be swept back ashore for I'm losing, drowning and on the verge of giving up soon.. anytime! Like any other dreams that I dream't before Is it worth dreaming for? Or should I wait a little more? Would it be a dream come true someday? anytime? I heard a thumping, so loud it brought me back to where I ended up last night cushioned in the familiar scent of my bed, I'm awake now; deaf in my own heartbeat, waiting for the sun to cast his light, soon, anytime! Mind racing in a speed of light, in a morning Sunday rush! whilst heart is taking it's pace in a leisure Sunday morning walk distance covered, places conquered, end of the line will be reached anytime soon. And from where the sun rises, a secret wish was blown into a kiss all the way up, up against the course of hands of time may the faith favor the odds and let that wish be granted... anytime soon!
Somebody Needs Some Sunshine It's raining again, the bad luck kind the rain that brings problems problems with no end the person being rained on doesn't deserve the downpour, he deserves sunshine sunshine to bring him luck sunshine to make him smile, Please God, tell the rain to stop for awhile It's raining again, the hard luck kind the rain that brings bad news bad news with no end the person being rained on doesn't deserve the thunderstorm, she deserves sunshine, sunshine to bring her luck sunshine to make her smile Please God tell the rain to stop for awhile It's raining again, devastating, disappointing kind of rain, the rain that brings sadness sadness with no end the person being rained on doesn't deserve this hurricane he deserves sunshine to bring him luck sunshine to make him smile, Please God, tell the rain to stop for awhile Someone told me a saying that is true, "It always rains on the person who most needs the sunshine" how true this saying is, too much rain all the time got to have sunshine more of the time sunshine to bring us luck sunshine to make us smile, Please God, tell the rain to stop for awhile. Celine Rose Mariotti
Wander through the trench of bodies, torch held high, the volley's prose. Overhead the sun still shown, heat and radon, Oh'; the bliss alight, the corpses mount come first midnight. Thus we take the bodies, the mountainous trench of bodies, we take them down from whence they fell and bury their stories for some to tell. The laborious task to cleanse the streets, for come midday the feat repeats; and come midnight again; we grab our shovels and bury the dead. ------------------------------------------- Author notes: As the sun intensifies and summer brings it's heat to bare, I think of the people without shelter or roof, or shade to hide by. Having to sustain heat stroke by the minute, all to satisfy the cavalier apathy of those unwilling and incapable of being bothered by the suffering of others.
Another day, the sun rises Life lived in bland monotony I find at best I am complacent existing on the borderline of contentment It's rarely found to be of favor but everyday you'll find me here Waiting patiently for another chance to leave my mark on so dull a world Maybe today will be the day that this bleak existence I suffer Finally gives way to a new spark and I find excitement has been born I wish only to have a moment A brief passing of time Let me live my fifteen minutes dancing quietly in the spotlight Another day, the sun sets I look out my window With a sigh I find my bed Another day passed, Another day wasted.
Morning light and time breathing, he slipped himself underneath me as daylight broke, I fought tears, I fought him, I fought myself and life happened in the midst of refusal... I fumbled in my pockets for pieces of him when the puzzle of me scattered, I watched months become rich with memories and curls tangle themselves into shadows against the moon, I yanked out promises as my elbows bruised and wished my mouth had been sewn shut as my jeans could erase the treasures that were left by his fingerprints... Letting go of me and I forced myself to reach too far, I challenged my beliefs for the taste of him, for the taste of a smile when my eyes were wet with the tears I refused to let fall and I fell, underneath him, on a Sunday, in June, when we spoke too softly for the sun to hear us and I don't think summer ever knew I was waiting, I don't think he knew that I patiently watched my heart break..... Dawn rose in October, afternoon glared at me from beneath the stars in January and I felt him again as I wrestled with ideas of why I wanted to, and I wondered what his motivation was in March, on the night the snow fell without regard for our safety, I almost knew it couldn't be my curls, I felt I was way too... ...scattered. I felt him in May, I reached for his hand when our windows erased the nightmares, I lay by his side and listened to his heartbeat to find my voice and we breathed... when lips touched without speaking, when eyes locked and closed and whispers danced through sunbeams, when he told me, from underneath me... he loved me... before the sun fell and after heartbreak felt a little bit too much like June.
Walkig on the seashore at noon Watching the sun that will set soon Everything reminds me of you Every step i take, everything i do Like my thoughts, the sky is cloudy Like my feelings, so blue is the sea I look at the horizone, so calm and clear Remids me of our happy days when we were near I look at the waves and i get upset 'Cause it reminds me of the fight we had And tears roll down of my cheek I lost you, will i find you if i seek? I feel the water beneath my feet Reminds me of your cold lips Then my foot drowns into the sand Like i drowned in you when you first held my hand The wind blows and i feel your touch My whole body shivers, oh i miss you so much I see your smile as i look at the sun Embraces me with love, makes me want to to you run The sun is finally setting And my desperate soul dying I rest myself on a rock, so flexible like your body Grab some sand and see how they are apart like me Still tears rolling down from my cheek into the water The time you find that teardrop, you'll be forgotten forever Every teardrop into the sea Is how much you mean to me Finally i see your face as i look at the moon And the stars is so shiny like your eyes at noon I still sited there, watching your face and eyes And i'll wait to see your smile at sunrise Yes, i lost you baby but you're never far from me For you're the sunset, the sea and its waves And in my heart you'll forever remain engraved.
Written January 30, 2013 A lame duck calls and asks me for the key To The Barn on Sycamore A dog drenched down for everyone to see Walk a line cut thin by your disease Frayed then dyed and petrified A moral conscience longing to believe The flood gates poured before you learned to breath Fighting up and falling down Swim around in circles till you're freed When smooth libations yield vibrating needs Sunlight wakes us from our sleep To get all our affairs in order, so we can repeat
Blackness, a dark version of me, badness, negativity. No matter how fast i run or were i run too your right behind me. Even the brightest sun doesn't destroy you, you only exist because of me. All i know is when i face the darkness you disappear, but to only return when the sun rises.
It's early in the morning The sun has yet to rise Daylight is still hidden In its dark disguise . There is peace and solitude Nothing seems to stir Trees that stand tall and strong Still are nothing but a blur . The coffee that I'm sipping Takes the chill out of the air Only sound that I hear Is the rocking of my chair . We used to rock together Before the sun came up Sharing tea or coffee Each had our special cup . Neither one of us Ever had to say word For just a little smile Every word was heard . Yes It was a special time That I spent with you Rocking in our rocking chairs Was what we loved to do . Now your chairs a rocking With the Man above But let me tell you sweetie Your still the one I love . I rock here every morning Waiting for the sun rise Missing you so very much Tears flowing from eyes . Soon we'll be together I'll be rocking next to you And If we're really lucky They'll be a chair that's built for two
Under the rainbows, Across from the sea, That's where you'll find me. That's where you'll find me. Can I be by myself? Alone with no one else? Putting the book on the shelf.... We'll see....we'll see. I'll remember those nights, For the rest of my life. No they won't leave my thoughts, Left to be dreams. And I'll be alright, You'll see. Just bury me in the sky, When I die. All the clouds will fly by. And when the sun shines, I don't know why why why. Just bury me in the sky, I'll be fine, You'll see. A break in the board, Disdain and the rain, The pen will be my sword, That's me. And I can hardly breathe, Our time is yet ending. Covering my eyes to the truth, The truth that I can no longer see you. Just bury me in the sky, When I die. All the clouds will fly by. And when the sun shines, I don't know why why why. Just bury me in the sky, I'll be fine, You'll see. Just bury me in the sky, When I die. All the clouds will smile when they fly by. And when the sun shines, Oh I'll know why why why. Just bury me in the sky, I will be fine, Just me. Under the rainbows, Across from the sea, That's where you'll find me. That's where you'll find me.
She laughed; he cried, she is happy, his unhappy. She is loved and known by every one; his hated and has no personality. She smiles every time she thinks of her perfect life. He cries every time he thinks of his sad and sorrowful life. She can see her future bright as the sun and wide as heaven. He can see his future sinking in the middle of nowhere. She swims in the river of love and eats in the valley of happiness. He sleeps in the valley of sorrows and wakes up in the arms of sadness. She has great ambitions. He has no clue; life seems not to make any sense to him. Her self-confidence can never be underestimated as widely written all over her. He raises up with the sun light and sets as the dawn break. he is sad as he indicates but still has faith.
The sun reached down Almost as if to the ground Bleaching the skulls and the bones Wind rustled, rustled the ash Gently kissing the faces of the dead Parting with a sorrow it should be said Nevermore would the faces rise It was the end of earth What touched the sky Dauntless I set 'cross the land A grim determination set Fractious in its demands A final disposition partook me of my trust As the bleached white skull Transcended into dust With malicious eye I watched it Weary of such tricks fickle to my mind Yet remaining vigilant for such a fix Even as the sun fell I watched it with vigil till the end Even then I knew I had entered The Wastelands The rain fell from the clouds Vapid as it flew against the sky Wondering what art disposed it to take me by And as the sun did rise Bleating dauntless in the sky I set ever onward Doubtless ever onward Dauntless ever onward Staring vexed with oblivious eye As a traveler I lay waste Mournful for the wretched soul Which had withered fair Though I doubted At that forsaken stare As I stood and watched it there That bonded soul Did the sun reach down upon Bleached forever on the down Did forever it sit upon lost ground And as I passed I could swear for stare Swear I saw it watch me there
An afternoon stroll with a friend on a heated day, Her hair perfectly swaying to her giggle bounce Holding her tummy, simply stating "I have a baby on the way" Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes For this Mrs The sun shining inside and out So lucky she felt that day, she has a baby on the way Baby's daddy holds mommy's hand Says thank you honey, I love you so much Our baby is lucky to have your heart And I'm so blessed to wear your band A visit to the doctor turned perfect joy into shock You have cancer he told her You won't live with this life in you Sit soon with your husband and have a talk Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes For this Mrs. The sun shines brightly on this day Cause she still has her baby on the way Her husband crying uncontrollable tears Loving her so He could never ever let her go He can't choose he doesn't want to lose His wife or his child She knew for her this baby was a voice A wish she made so long ago A wish come true And there was no one telling her what to do It was ultimately her decision, her choice Six years have passed, and Emily asks, "Daddy, when will I see mommy?", Today my sweet angel, Today Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes For this Mrs The sun still shining on this day as Emily kneels to pray For mommy Mommy had made her choice And daddy still hurts so bad, he misses her smile, her touch But he holds Emily today with Mommy's light warming them both His deep indescribable love for Emily sustains him On her birthdays Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes For Emily The sun still shining on this day her hair perfectly swaying to her giggle bounce, as she plays,
Time has passed slowly in the blink of an eye, Because my heart was wiped away, like sand with the tide. It's tossing and turning in the ocean's cold grip, Asking, "What did I do for this treacherous dip?" The fish start to scatter, the sharks start to tear, Feeling the sharp pain of loss everywhere. The wounds begin healing, but the salt still stings, Because of thoughts on some other things. Back on the shore, before all the strife, He got to be part of a beautiful life. His sun would always shine even if it would rain, Despite perfection lost, he had greatest gain. The sun gave off a warmth that filled him within, And he loved her back with all vigor and vim. But too close to the water the heart did get, Despite the sun's warnings, he went to feet wet. Now swept into water, and dragged into deep, Both the heart and the sun began to tears weep. It was too dark and cold in the ocean to shine, So the sun couldn't see the sharks trying to dine. Rays of truth blocked out, unable to see, The heart isn't the person some have made it out to be. Now the heart drifts around, not wanting to be found, The void within filled with salt water abound. It stings on the inside, it stings on the out, Because, to the sun, he was completely devout. Now once again strong, the heart climbed back to shore, Knowing that the warmth of the sun was no more. He walks around the beach, everything gray, Because now it's only night when she is away. The beaches he now wanders, avoiding others on the shore, Knowing their love is no match to the one he shared before.
The sun comes up and I head on home; The graveyard shift is done. I hang up my blue uniform and put away my gun. Some vodka in my orange juice; Sprinkle sleeping powder in the eggs. To help me sleep throughout the day, I pull down the black shades. My bed wasn't always empty; The swing set once got some use; I say she didn't like being a cops' wife, but I know that's just an excuse. Now I walk the streets throughout the night dealing with drunks and prostitutes; Trying to forget the mistakes I made; No longer a shine upon my boots. The sun comes up and I close my eyes, wondering just where they might be. I cry myself to sleep again, knowing they're better off living without me.
When the sun shines Ablaze and about to burst Flames touch the tips of trees Igniting them with shock Bursts of excruciating contentment descends Directing me with the courage for tomorrow Pools of depraved memories wane The lines of sorrow die out in the air When the sun shines When the sun hides Unexpected clouds tumble in to color the sky ashen Casting the shower of days gone by upon your appearance Puddles rematerialize with a commanding poise The reverberations of a virtuous day Days comparable to these are when I finish most dreadful Ambition wearing out of my body When the sun hides
Sometimes in life we forget what's real ! Call her tomorrow; no big deal ! But tomorrow comes... things get in the way... so we put it off til another day ! A new day dawns and the sun rises... maybe we'll visit... she likes surprises ! The sun is setting... one more day is gone. We'll visit soon... It won't be long ! The phone is ringing... WHAT ? we start to cry... we didn't have a chance to say goodbye !
I knew the rules, the engagement of us, he had a wound on his chin, he told me it was ages ago... he told me about her, he never spoke her name softly enough. I sat on floors as I looked out windows, I stared for the time it took him to pull his jeans up, I heard his fingers fumble at the button, his callouses rubbing against metal and the quick goodbye of a zipper, and I knew it was summer, but the sun seemed to mock me, the sun rose two hands too far for me to feel her. "One day, one day, you'll love only me," I whispered to myself, loud enough to break the silence but quiet enough so he wouldn't know he had hurt me, though my tone wasn't convincing and I could never stop the tears. I pressed my back against pillows and sunk quietly into where he lay his head as I closed my eyes, I made myself familiar with the fabric of blankets, the soft pattern of quilts and discovered a new way to hide, and I hid from him so he would stay... I would have done anything if he would just stay. He reached over to kiss me, to touch my cheek and run his hand over the freckles no one ever saw, he smiled for a second, for the moment it took for me to curl up into him, my lashes tickled his arm, my tears traced over his tattoo and I found it hard to let go. I composed myself, I looked into his eyes, I thought about how sad it was that I begged for him even when he was right there, I stopped for a second when he opened his mouth, I followed the trails of his breath as if they were swimming through my air, and he told me that I was the only one who ever made him happy... I shook my head, I blinked and found love to be ironic because the feel of him was killing me, I kissed him, lips meeting and sins committed, and for the time it took him to walk out my door, I turned my head and stared out my summer promising window... just to watch him leave.
The chains are finally broken The sun is sleeping deep Opportunities ahead; time the token To have this hurdle leaped It's sad your hero has to leave To fight against the world It's sad I have to be the one To leave your heart in pieces Your Romeo has to win the fight To get back the magical key That can lock our angelic haven tight From the enemies of our love Honey, remember our endless dreams Remember how our souls met each other The times we chatted the night away And our hopes of being free one day The pain will be short with the rewards much If you'll heal yourself with memories And listen to my voice deep within your heart If you'll stay strong for me, my love I'll return and we'll make many babies For when you are weak, I am weak And when you are foolish, I am foolish I'll return with the moon, my baby With the birds singing after me And the sun ever-shining on your beauty I'll kiss your breath away Into our dream garden Where our love won't be bothered Please let me break your heart just once For I'll mend it when times are good And the war is over Lest we suffer folly in the name of love
A smile that never reaches her eyes A laugh that never reaches her soul A hug she cannot feel A numbness that is everlasting Numb to the world around her but not the pain inside The allure of love and the false hope it provides Beckoning to her like the warmth of a sun rise Filling her eyes with light, a change from the sticky dull of pain A light that soon fades, dripping out in the tears she cries Her heart flooding with pain, and drowning in tears Waiting for the sun rise to return Through the dark night she cries Tears of anguish wash away her pain The sun rises for another day The smile fake, and misleading, but it keeps the questions away To start another day and end another night Anxious for the day to last To end her waking pain, and kill the darkest night The lingering bitter taste of tears as it fades The smile becoming real The flood waters draining The pain being released by a loving hug, and a waking happiness Stored away for months like a sleeping bear Waiting for warmer weather to warm her soul, and make her smile warm and real again To make her... her
The sun beats down on a leather face, The burnt remnants of a trying past. Saddened eyes gazing towards nothing, The empty stare of a life harassed. A single pair of footsteps trailing, Disappearing into the distance. Weighted footprints from a heavy heart, The proof of lonely perseverance. Barely standing on two blood stained feet, Supporting old knees so rickety. A silhouette wavering in wind, The epitome of frailty. Essence escapes from every pore, A heavy musk, reeking of defeat. The remains of a figure once proud, Desire's fire finally obsolete. Well versed in the language of failure, Silent screams, shattered dreams so hollow. The crying sun eternally sets, Dark shadows stretch until tomorrow. A weary soul in search of haven, Quickly rejected by Heaven's Gate. Overcome with exhaustion, yet still, Reluctant to surrender to fate.
The calm before the storm Bids us to ignore the brewing tempest Still the nimbus are towering beyond the horizon As inexorably the squall line approaches our respite Walk with me to the shoreline For I fear not the fury Stand with me to confront the shifting currents And prevail the harsh elements before us As the laden columns rise to blot the sky And seize the light from out tomorrow I shall rise up in contest To ensure the continuance of our day With a fury for the typhoon Its winds will not deter me our days The surf will pound around us And violent gusts will tear at our fabric But I refuse to be swept up in these tides Just as these winds will dwindle to zephyrs before me The lightning will crash and the thunder echo But they shall gather not my attention For I focus on the quieter seas to follow In the days of lesser tumult When the gentle breeze but wisps your hair And the setting sun casts us in pleasant repose I have seen these days before And desire the grace of their twilight to come They surpass any fury which can be leveled And make as nothing the monsoon So for now I await the storm with you here When it arrives I shall raise my shield To protect you from its vengeance Will we may become dampened We shall not drown While we may be shaken by thunder We shall not be disheartened And as the seas rise around us Our determination will summon its eye In the morning the sun will rise again Casting its view over the remnants In these we will find that which we ever needed The distractions will be blown from us And we will sail the seas of our life Collecting the cherished And leaving the deadweight behind Here in this calm before the coming storm Walk with me to the shoreline Trust me to shelter you I'll keep you ever sound And in allowing me this protection You shall shelter me
Yes indeed I do believe there will be a time when I shall again know the sound of a beating heart sleeping beside me. Till then I should live the endless nights of recreating the sounds with my fingertips. Thump-thump-thumpity-thump. Dream of only you, the want, the need of your beating heart so I may rest my head, lay softly upon your sweet breast, kiss your breath in the lovers sun setting passionate dream. Do I dare still dream or yearn for such a treat that makes the spreading of wild flowers in spring (the season of your birth) seem less than a miracle? Do I dare disturb the course of the universe, the faith of the spirits, the paths my life has been handed unwillingly? Do I dare for the minute? Yes indeed I do presume, to be so bold, to believe. I have known eyes such as yours staring out from the deep cracks of shadowed walls, I have known a tongue as spiteful as yours, but never as cold or dead locked in the reality of what is a true write. Laugh at yourself do you? The doubt is reassurance enough for me. It is eyes and tongue's such as yours that cause people to jump from the bridge on a cold night. Be sure that tongue of yours don't end up spitting out the butt-ends of rancid lies, that's when the crack and drink take over innocent lives, that's when a bridge on a cold night seems like your only friend. Shall I part with the memories once and for all, leave behind the deceased ramblings of the past, or should it be that I walk with you through valley's of golden sun for the remaining days my eyes look upon this earth? We have lingered together far too long, now I fear the voices within will wake me from this love song and I shall drown.
Why is this so hard to say Isn't it another day You are something I can't live without In my mind and without a doubt Everytime i see you my heart is pumped Everyday i feel all sunk I think i've fallen, fallen in love Dreams are flying like the morning dove I see your face when i go to sleep Even though it wasn't meant to be I really love you with all my heart It's like a movie with a missing part As the sun rises all dreams will end My thoughts of you will just begin For your the picture i always see Because it gets the best of me The sun will set with you in my head Cause it's taking my last breath
the day the earth saw no light the day the sun was dark when the moon was black as pitch the day we gave up. when the sun turned to stone and the earth fell inward when i fell on mw sword and God has stretched his second chance beyond the limits of time is the day i saw the sun go dark and the day life stopped its never ending will is the last day i saw the sun rise.
The sun has set on our harried noon,the owl play elegy on the lintel of gathering a dusk, serenating sounds scour the soul,with searing rhythm of pain, a ricocchet of cracking hearts,heard above the beatitudes muttered in chilling morsels or whispered from tyrant heights The sun has set on a blasted noon,we grope in the choking darkness for a flicker,to guide our faltering feet,while vultures above,attracted by the stench of our dying dream,eyele migrates with its burden of goodwill,leaving a chaotic order in our haunted lair agbe add a soprano of loneliness and seething sorrow,aluko supply a dirge for grandstanding cleric and mumbling mullahs who concoct hatred with fashionable false and deodorized dogmas The sun has set,yet dross of care maul the heart while hope gallop like a trojan horse to armageddon we are familiar strangers in a season of tsunamis,praying forlornly for sun's soothing rays,but Will dry bones ever rise again on this darkling plain? Aug04
She paints the sky with white and blue, With a stroke of her hand, a paradise for two. She paints the sky, where our love reigns true. But now she paints the sky with shifting clouds, dark colors, shades, and hues. What has happened here, in our paradise, just me and you? The sun has set, in this idealistic world, now bleeding down the canvas, lost and untrue. She has raped my sky, with lines, foreign colors, and haikus. She riddles me lies, promising if my heart stays true, The sun will rise again, in this monstrosity, built in the minds of we two. Next time she strokes the brush, I expect bright colors, shades, and hues. But this time something unexpected happens, This time, She paints the sky, Monsoon.
Her chin was resting between her knees Her fingers were running smoothly through the sand She didn't notice my arrival She just sat, staring out at the ocean I could hear the drop of the hallowed cave It echoed and faded at the foot of the fissure The natural awning shielded us from the sun As the waves lapped slowly at her feet and not much further from mine "What a view," I said, resting my weight against the rocky walls She looked up at me as if coming from a dream For a minute, she just sat there looking wretched Heavy-handed, droopy mouth, bags under her eyes But then she managed a smile; a weary smile I returned it, then looked off at the ocean The waves disappeared behind the horizon And the sun fixed its reflection across the seascape "Why are you here?" she asked with the effort of true curiosity Squinting her eyes and pressing her face above her mouth She'd been staring at the sun again She could probably scarcely see me I forced a smile and sat down close beside her "The sun's not going to help you, you know," I said matter-of-factly I continued to look at her as she buried her face in her legs again Her dirty blonde hair wafting with the wind like meteor showers "I know," she said, muffling her speech Looking away for a minute, I turned back to see her with tears in her eyes "But what else will?" she genuinely asked, and softly sobbed My mouth hung loose at her irregular directness Eventually catching myself, I put my arm around her shoulder "I will. We all will," I said and smiled once again In doing so she then relaxed her head on my shoulder And for those few minutes, believed me fully Somewhere deep within, she knew the truth though And it would remain there, no matter how comforting my lies got
After the rain goes away, All bad things have been washed away. My tears fell with the fallen rain drops And they will wash away down stream with all the tears From the sky. When the rain dries up and All my pain has withered away with it, The flowers bloom again and the sun comes back out And all the joy I have lost has come back into my heart. After the sun comes out and suns rays are shining, I feel so lifted and happy once again. Like all my burdens are gone and I have been set free. After the rain clouds come, I feel sadness in my heart again and the pain comes back Just as before and I feel my eyes start to tear up and water. After the rain falls, This cycle will start all over again. It is never ending and it's the story of my life-- It's how it will always be-- After the rain.
Today is not the day to change, I fear my heart feels rather strange, For ever since the day did break, I could not strain; my heart can't wake. The sun burns bright, it swells my skin, The birds chirp loud of mortal sin, Although she's left, I long for Night, We weep alone, away from sight. Tomorrow's moon waits still below, For me, the morning sun climbs slow, But now I do not wish to start, The task that yearns to quell my heart. Though someday far, I must conclude, This sullen life of solitude, It cannot be this westbound gale, That lifts my heart and fills my sail.
These walls are blinding, Holding no reflection, Revealing no tone, shade, or hue. Swallowing all life and personality within. These walls are weighted with sadness and neglect. Wonders and horrors of the world barred off. Alone she sits, needle at bedside. Along with the spark in her eyes this four-cornered room has long since gone dark. Her sun once brightened her world, Illuminating the four-cornered abyss. But alas, the night always comes for the day's bright sky. Alone he sits, at her bedside, He's lost her again hasn't he? Day breaks, the sun is rising, A little boy calls for his mother to come home.
As I beg these clouds to carry me Back to the cloud soft lips kissing my Existence breathing life into my Life completed with arms draped Around me from an angel My angel forget praying for my Safe return I pray for rain and evil to Return to the haven that bathes me in Sunshine not months and oceans between Us but a mere phone call pleading me to Come back to you I never wanted to leave My life my heart waves good bye Yet beats in pain against my ribcage My chest too small to own all the rage That hold hands with not waking in Your gaze I'll gladly be a slave shackled To your existence love Perpetually within your walls The currents of life pull me From your sight Eyes once shone in my Smiles now blink cold Hurt as they lose sight of my Equally torn face My soul mangled in ways Physically impossible Life throws away my feelings Discards my desire To control my destiny yet Subject to the rules of said Destiny pull me away from The true destiny purpose Is to love from three inches Of ruffled sheets between us Your smile immortalized in Pictures mentally taken yet real Is it wrong for me to want To sell my soul if only for One real glance at your smile If only for a heartbeat Unlike these now sit in isolation 30,000 feet above the site Of our last embrace Memories to chase till I re-live the And re-write our story to end Only in sentences not encounters Am I doomed to love you on wind Gusts and dreams of sunshine Where sun smile is all I have Rather the memory of sun smiles Amazing naked poetry Every inch a line of touching Souls hearts beating in sync Dancing on "4" dance floors Minds on the same bed As our bodies intertwine As lyrics of a song do There is a story written Us destined to be one But it's my turn to I'm gone… And I Miss You
I am floating, I don't know who you are But the light is so warm And you stand at a distance Surprised to see a stranger Holding a hand out for you You were a shadow in the summer When the sun was baring down on me I heard you singing in the air With steam in your lungs The world was bright when we first met But we're hooked up to machines now That keep us acting sane And as I look upon you I loose my will to live Cause all that keeps you breathing is that thing they put you in And all that keeps me thinking are the drugs under my skin They have me up on morphine Your sister wants to pull the plug My mama wont stop crying 'cause I'm quite on the drugs You move once and a while But it's just not enough I used to feel and you use to be here But now we're just ghosts surrounded by friends They I say I'm getting better I'm just faking to get by because maybe if I act like I used to Maybe they'll let us die But we're hooked up to machines now That keep us acting sane And as I look upon you I loose my will to live Cause all that keeps you breathing is that thing they put you in And all that keeps me thinking are the drugs under my skin You used to sing about about sunshine and roses And I used to listen and pretend you were good And the sun use to rise and the sun used to set Now everything's gray because you left my world I can't even scream any more We had it all then we threw it away on a dream And I'm floating and you've flown away Now we are strangers and your not really here I can't take it any more! I can't loose you any more! We're hooked up to machines now That wont leave us at peace And as you look upon me you will loose your will to live Cause all that keeps you breathing is that thing they put you in And all that keeps me thinking are the drugs under my skin
At first sight of you on a warm day in the sunshine. By the river where you were gazing upon its beauty. Caught my eye when you walked a walk that was only yours . Deep, rich green eyes … you were a slow motion dream. Echoing through my head. For I had never seen. Gorgeous in such a way as you. How can I make you notice me. I love your face. I must make you notice me. Just when you turned to see me. Kindness in your eyes. Love struck my heart. My heartbeat like thundering hooves of a dozen wild horses. No one else was in this cloudy vision of mine. Only he and I in this place in my mind. Please, God let him see me with curious intrigue. Restless and excited I stood there. Silence was eerie as he began to move. Away from me walked. Trying to draw him back my way with my thoughtshts. Unable to speak I stood there paralyzed. Very soon he was out of sight. Who was he I wanted to know him, to possess him, to melt into him. Young I was when that chance at love passed me by, That warm day in the sunshine by the river.
whete the sun has risen it has not risen before when the sun is climbing it is a different mountain it does take, when the sun will rise tomorrow it will not be the same as it hikes the wild blue yonder it goes through termoil every day hifting through the clouds that follow, when it falls the moon will rise
I wrote this when my husband was in boot camp. And I will write many many more when he deploys... Oh great world you widely turn with sun and moon to make your entrance face. But hath the sun be known to bring you smiling? The night, to brim your cheeks and wrinkled face? You groan in cognition with blaring traffic, silent steeples, the mountain's face. And though the sun shines brightly, can the core of the heart beat color to thine face? For what then, when shaken form the quakes of loss? Shall rivers flow parallel with sorrow's face? What then? Explain the quakes and quivers of salty sea tears, while grasses wither, burns the prairie's face. If thou cant be willing to acknowledge the corrosion of thine face, oh great world widely turning in space, acknowledge why I miss the stars And wonder where my tide went. Tell me where the boat shall lead the tired soul. For his feet be sore in boots of war. For under my nails bares the sands of many lands that I have traveled in my mind in sweet pursuit… To catch the vapor if his scent Be reminded this heaven sent. Tell me so far the beaches see, as I too come to greet the sea And bask in sun and salt and rain To join in your broken heart of pain. Tell me how thou heart beat still Spinning on your broken face.
Strolling down the street hand on my gat, with the sun at my back ready to attack. Slow to the fight quick to react, always marching forward never looking back. 10 months in the desert not a drop of rain, only thing I've sen is suffering and pain. The weight of my gear is difficult to maintain, to end my own life I try to refrain. Another pointless battle in an unknown frontier, never making it home my only fear. Another explosion in the distance all I hear, as I push forward hoping the end is near. Watching the sun set I sit there and pray, that I will make it through yet another day. All of a sudden I see a white light and hear loud bangs, 4 more friends died with the blast of that grenade. Will I make it home I do not know, for in my countries arms lies my soul. My blood, sweat, and tears are my toll, and the hope of going home is all I know.
The birds are chirping, the sun is beaming Why is today so very frightening It is a day like any other, No reason to feel this ugly quiver Am I alone, can no one feel? This nasty pain that feels so real Am I able to carry on? Or do I wait but nothing comes. It makes no sense to trap ourselves No sense to care for someone else Love is a trap for one and all, All of our creatures great or small The sun will shine, the birds will sing Again tomorrow, or so it seems A lonely moment by a lonely soul Really makes no…no difference at all. ©Elisabeth Dubois
The sun goes down I feel the light betray me The moon goes down I feel the night betray me The sun goes down I feel the light betray me The moon goes down And I can't help but feel alone, So distant from the sun.
Red My face burnt under that stare Shame How could she possibly guess? No one else No one else would ever guess No one else could ever tell me what not to do No one could ever affect me like that Burning I have sunshine always at my back It blurs my form and no one can see the truth But her eyes are shaded The glaring, staring light holds no sway for her I can't hide in the sun anymore I've tried moonlight When she's not around Lunar, no one sees me The joke is silent Quiet jester, silent clown I am changing like the sky I hid in the sun clouds and air The moon reveals me in gently cruel light She is insatiable She demands a proper answer Asks to see, asks to know "Why?" Over and over again it's "Why? Where? How?" I don't have an answer I'm caught in the headlights Once again, in class, unprepared Interrogation That's what it is, by all rights Can I stop? Can she stop me with just a word? Is there a point? I had questions of my own, But then even she never remembers that I could always ask before, There was always a maybe before What can I say now? I can't even move the words through my throat I could always ask her But I always question everything I question her questions to me
A day has passed with a setting sun risen once more Washed away all traces of last night it did When stained across the leaves . . . one tear from my eye unbroken Fallen in a screaming one million times over again through teeth shut tightly Again all over once more it falls Falls and tears asunder the earth beneath my feet Leaving a gaping maw behind Hungry to swallow all of me it does, has done, will do if I dare to sleep If I . . . if Wherein did the night go, if at all? I ask For still beneath this sun holding its light fast and tightly I stand above the broken earth in shadows deep Born of lavender run to deepening sorrows As if the air all around me could speak, would speak, will speak Already has cried out to scream like this wailing soul stuck inside my chest Scream to echoing everything!! Everything that I am, have been, will be, ever was . . . could ever be To pay and spare this pain I see yawning before my brother's broken life And there it is, The why of the darken cloud Hanging above me weeping tears across my soul Echoes, echoes really, just echoes Of the shrieking in my heart The crying unwashed tears breaking across my waking mind Thundering like a thousand waves crashing across the sea To . . . To smash through my unconscious mind like . . . Like a past setting sun When it will rise no more
She'll always be remembered for her golden hair Youll never forget her grey green stare But youll always forget her writing Youll forget her words of fighting Her poetry of crying And her pleas of dieing Youll forget her screams But youll still see her in your dreams Youll always remember the beauty but never the beast Just look to the sunrise in the east There you will find her rising with the sun in all her beauty And all her fraility You will see her there rising dead and alone With her wrist forever sown If you look to the east where the sun shall rise You will find her clensed of all the lies You will find her price Her sacrafice What it took to make her whole And because of what you stole This beauty will fade away But not her wisdom For in her book it shall forever lay
Within my sight of ocean breeze I see the curve of earth and sea The little ducks as they walk about A show of wings for a simple handout. White clouds pass, subtle and calm Giving rest to the sun upon the kiddie pond The sunlight twinkles as the children play Together they're dancing within the waves. Here comes a duck with questioning eyes A piece of bread or even some pie? Bikinis and trunks play in the sand Not one of them lovers, not one holding hands. This all seems distracted as in playful dispute The beach is so quiet, maybe they're mute The glare of the sun brings me back to my write I see the seagulls attacking a kite. Although the beach I thought serene This one corrects me of all I have seen Only the ducks seem peaceful to know Their questioning eyes and hunger side show. The people are sad or poor I bet To come to this beach, in silence get wet If this is the price of the beach for me I'll come for the ducks, the ducks are free. BY: DARREN J McMURRAY September 14, 2008
mama ! whats wrong with me crawling on this floor on bended knees a bucket a towel and kleenix for when I sneeze injections where the sun doesn't shine or glee please tell me mama what was given to me emergency visits and sirens for all to come run and see test and more test without any answers given to thee is it unknown or was this meant for this to be my sickness I have deep inside thats stops me from running free mama how could you have given this to me was it through your dna or excitment to its fifth degree or was it too much sun in the eyes for I beg and plea mama what have I've done to deserve these nasty heaves mama please help me help me please three days of hell to its fullest degree is not what I want for the world to see of me lying on the floor as I beg and plea mama please help me help me please note for last 25yrs I have been suffering with unknown illness that prevents me from having a full life and took me away from being a full time mom to my jenny I have to take injections that make me stop throwing up to 3 days and meds makes me sleep up to 9 hours sometimes this sickness is called CVS {cyclic vomiting syndrom} found in children and now adults too mostly women no cure no remedy just things to help ya through the night oh what fun LOL
i sit here all alone in the rain thinking.... i think about my friends about the rain about you i wish my feelings were like the rain that when i want to cry it would all just fall lightly if only a little sad hard and painful when feeling sorrow if i were the weather i would be the sun when i see you and the rain when your mad at me a hurrican when i see you with a another and every other day i am a sun behind clouds because you never knew about me
A lost feeling returning like the feeling to a limb gone to sleep Regrettably the only thing that there is to do anymore is die Life is just the training ground for death, and the after life If you even believe in the after life that is, hardly anyone does Keep the children hidden under the stairs and the dogs outside The darkness creeps in through the windows and takes over Seeping slowly toward the foot of the bed, and climbing in Feels kind of warm in a way, kind of like when soup gets cold Kind of like when the sun pops out from behind the clouds Only to run and hide again, and then all goes cold, a chilling wind Forget about what you have been told, nothing is true anymore The only things that matter are what await you on the other side Those things aren't good either, they wait to destroy you A reign of destruction from within, when the lights go out When the sun fades and the moon takes over, to carry you into the night
Three more days till your day is here again The day I lost my best friend The day my world stopped spinning And the day the angel were singing I will remember you always and forever All the times we spent together The love you gave without any strings And the day you got your wings So my sweet angel who watches me grow Please know your love still shows With every sun raise I feel your touch And every sun set your missed so much My dearest friend my grandmother For you there is a place that can be filled by no other I will forever cherish the time we had And forever will July 12 make me sad
Woke up this morning, in my home all alone Set up your picture, in the hall by the phone I glanced at the kids faces, hanging there on the wall Dropped to my knees and prayed, there in the hall I looked out in the yard, through the kitchen window Saw white and yellow tulips, blooming beside our broken home And there on the table, set the empty Easter baskets Oh! Now my heart is filled, with all of my regrets Today the sun is shining down, on the yard so bright The grass is all new, looking so fresh and green Oh! darling It's Easter, It's Easter Last night you packed and left, after our terrible fight Oh! but darling, you have to know That those words, I didn't mean Darling It's Easter, It's Easter Now I'm standing here knee deep, in this bed of flowers As my eyes start to drop tears, down like April showers Oh! darling I can't bare, being alone on this Easter day My God please open your eyes, and turn around today I know now, that I've been taking you for granted But if you come back, I promise I'll be the man you wanted For this is to be, one of the happiest days of the year But darling you left because of me, and now I shed these tears Today the sun is shinig down, on the yard so bright The grass is all new, looking so fresh and green Oh! darling It's Easter, It's Easter Last night you packed and left, after our terrible fight Oh! But darling, you have to know That those words, I didn't mean Darling It's Easter, It's Easter
Once again Here I lay A state of loneliness Shadows stay How can one be so loved Yet felt to be at arms distance Then when tries to reach out Feels nothing but strain and resistance Can't anyone see this heart I have The feelings I long to share Holding them all in Just doesn't seem quite fair I try to stay calm I take the time and try to see But at the end of each day There only lies me But the sun will come up Tomorrow we'll be fine Throughout the day Until the sun no longer shines I can't help but this be the way that I feel Embedded deep in my heart Are just meaningful feelings That tonight, from them, I can't depart All I want is for the moon to be a little closer The stars to be near If not so far away Night wouldn't be my worst fear But the further they go The smaller I feel And the reality of it all unfolds And the pain is very real I close my eyes Lying to my right an empty hole And so far away once more Waiting for the sunlight to reveal my soul The rain starts to fall Pounding on the window's face As if the clouds are crying tears As if were landing softly on a pillowcase But through the storm Though battered and torn A night sky clears Though heavy and worn But the stars still sparkle The moon will still shine Until the break of day And my light is once again mine
`Twas night I walked this beaten path Were trees flooding either side Sycamores, dogwoods, oaks and bushy ferns All radiant in their springtime flare She caught my eye with her saddened cry The willow over there. Stepping off the path into the woods The leaves in dampness on the ground `Twas morning now as I walked around To the willow I could see Sitting alone, off in the distance Tears on all her leaves. I felt the sun as it rose up high Warming everything yet not the day I could smell the scent as it touched the sky The trees of springtime new I saw them sparkle; the tears of the willow As the sun had made its way The birds flew by and by and by Flying over the woods and through. The willow sat with space around Her branches full to the earth There laid a sparrow aside her trunk It laid in silent sound `Twas the night I walked this path `Twas then the willow cried Her tears fell down upon the earth The night the sparrow died.
I raise my head early in the morning toward the north Watching the early morning sun set The evil of mankind rises with the sun setting To the North, South, East and west. The world is surrounded by evil And the evil dwells in the heart of men I cried out from the North, for help I lifted my voice from the South, for rescue I shouted aloud From the East, for justice I screamed in pain and agony from the West, for mercy Brothers Killing brothers to acquire wealth Sisters killing sisters for the sake of having a good home Kidnapping of children for rituals Father rapping daughters for lust of the flesh Mother's prostitutes to enjoy the present temporary pleasure of life Someone to lean on turns out to be someone seeking your life for money rituals The best of your friends turns out to be the worse of your enemy I have learn to cry no more, for the evil doer governs the world I cry no more! I cry no more!! I cry no more!!!
I have not seen my mother in a while. I have these dreams where she comes back. when she comes back it feels as if I'm in a fairy tale. It's like there can be no wrong. It's as if God made us perfect. All I lost I found. The sun rose over the empty sky and made where there was a forever lasting cold night a warm bright day. An emotional nuclear bomb wiped out all hate. Breaking down the barriers of insecurity to bring out the harbored bitterness stored deep inside releasing all feelings, and there was nothing but understanding and love left. All this happened the day she came back. Then i woke from my dream to my nightmare, and I realized what i felt was like a fairy tale was just that a tale. When I woke: I could find no right, but wrong was all around. When I woke: I was no longer in Gods world of perfection, yet I found myself in the devils world of corruption. When I woke: There was no sun to bring day just cold darkness in the sky of the everlasting night. When I woke: There were many unspoken words, bottled up feelings, and bitterness stored deep in the middle of my soul. Even when I was awake she came back, but she didn't stay and every time i waited for her when she left. When she did come back i pleaded with her to take care of my brother and sister. I let her know we needed her guidance, wisdom, love, and compassion. I weep every time she leaves, but it seems she shows no sympathy toward these needs or me because she yet keeps leaving. I get angry so angry I feel my mother is some what of a black widow, but the sorrow she caused me and my sister and brother. I would sometimes call her Queen of Black Widows. She earns this title by loving and caring for you where you can't live without her. When I sleep i have dreams about her. Then she leaves and you can't stop thinking about her. It overwhelms me so much I can't breathe without her. It feels as if you die inside slowly leaving nothing but sorrow so all I can do is cry. I would go on but there's nothing else to tell , so i wait till she comes back if she has not died i hope she took my advice and gave her life to god so she wont go to hell. This is how I felt before my mom got well.
We slowly sailed across the placid, blue surface. The profound silence was erupting from all around. Across the lake, I saw a pair of birds flutter from treetops into the deep blue lake above us. The Sun was a cherry yellow and everything I laid eyes on was alive in its reflective radiance. Our boat made the tiniest whisper as it moved over the water. My nostrils were filled with the intoxicating smell from my lover as we drifted ceaselessly onward over the calm water. But suddenly, clouds exploded above. The Sun disappeared behind the darkness of the storm cloud. An acrid wind began to blow harshly: the trees began to bow. Our hair was whipped about us. The chaos replaced serenity lightning created blinding cracks amongst the black sky. The once smooth surface of the lake became turbulent with waves that threw our helpless boat about. I closed my eyes and gave in. The storm stopped. I opened my clenched eyelids. There before me sat an empty half of my boat. Not one memento of my love remained. As I drifted onward, soaked and somber, slowly the boat cried out the only evidence of what took place. The sky seemed paler and the sun no longer cheery, Now unforgiving and hot. My eyes stung and the trees were pastel. The water below me was hated and unforgiven. Slowly, beside the boat, my love's beautiful body began to cry and my apologies fell upon her un-hearing ears. I had learned my lesson. I begged for a second chance.
The most terrible thing of all were the sun was bright and warm and the poplars grew on the grass were the children played yet it all seemed frighteningly wrong. A place of horror, torture, death, and fear with memories of which sane men cannot conceive. Today some gaze blankly, walk silently, or open their mouths in a silent scream because there is nothing much to say after one has pointed. Auschwitz The most grisly tourist center on earth yet people come for many reasons to see if it really happened, to pay homage, or to remind themselves. Yet today the sun is bright the grass is green and children laugh all this seamed frighteningly wrong through the nightmare of the Holocaust!
As The Sun Goes Down, My Eyes Go Wide, Day's Exuberant Colors Dwindle And Hide. New Moon Tonight, Rebirth Is Blissful, No Stars To Shine From The Clouds Non Dismissal. Birds Retire, Becoming Dormant In Flight, Brings Upon A New Distinguished Life. Cold Air Dancing To The Melodious Wind, My Own Insanity Is My Only Nocturnal Friend. Keeping Me Pleasured From Dusk Until Dawn, Until The Sun Comes Forth, Old Friends Spawn. As They Arise I Quiver With Constant Fear, Pondering On Who Will Activate My Tears. Away To My Throne, I Proceed In Thought, My Heart, Content With The Morning, Distraught. Eyes Go Closed, My Brain Stirs With Hope, Knowing What The Suns Decline Will Provoke. A Nighttime Of Wonderful Uncharted Trips, And Goodnight The Final Passing Through My Lips.
Doll you've been hurt so long Gulping down tears you no longer do They're etched upon the windows of your mind You feel the sun will no longer rise Callous, careless words You try to hide Deeply penetrating wound No birthday cake to console Bitter cocoa wouldn't do Doll you've been hurt so long Gulping down tears you no longer do They're etched upon the windows of your mind Believe me the sun will again rise Worry no longer over tears planted in the desert years My child a desert rose will bloom and bloom fragrance the whole room
The sun is rising in the sky, such a beautiful sight, He came with no warning and stole the day from night. With his coming birds did sing, clouds dissapeared, and bells did ring, The dogs did bark, people spring, what a glorious thing. Happiness in the world today in man and beast the same, Men and women working while their children are playing games. Throughout this wonderful day joy turns to sorrow, For they all know and fear what comes before tomorrow. The vengeful moon and her creatures of the dark, Cat eyes glow green, and bats flutter in the park. Werewolfs and vampires, witched and wizards, owls and snakes, coyotes and lizards. She comes almost unnoticed, and attacks him from behind, Knocks the sun from the sky and takes her place in time. If tomorrow he decides he should come and rise again, The vengeful moon shall return with her evil creatures of sin.
Bound by love, your prisoner, distraught and lonely, I wait for you. My present being, yearning for us, tortured, time stands still as our acquaintance subdue. At the beach, nigh to the dunes, was our Eden, where you, my flower bloomed. You were the pain, my last chance-dire. From my whole, you remained at our wake, the caroling water of dreams. We're shoreline deep, and, in the sand, our bodies remain. This is our sanctuary, or so it seems, until we bleed away. In our youth, the sun smiled upon us, two innocents among the sinful tide. Your smile, the true sunrise to my days, awoke me from a dream. Shy and timid, I waited for you under the setting sun everyday. Holding hands, we confided in one another, confessing our fears and pain. As the evenings gently caressed the days from their stature, the moon lit our nights and the stars caught our eyes as they fell towards each other. The moon Shone like a precious fire on our wounds endless ires. And, to be frank, I could not speak. From my lips to your cheek, seconds that were moments, I was afraid. Like a child visiting the ocean for the first time, my touch refrained. I steadily explored your currents pull. Its strength consumed my tireless whims. Like a blade, smooth and clean, we sunk core-deep and fell into each other until only one remained. Precious memories, so long ago, fallen from Eden, I can't let go. Into the sea, my eyes gaze at what was once a boundless beauty to I, but now as gray as a wounded soul, it beckons me towards a watery grave. My head is a specter lost in a maze of lies looking for you. It gazes at paths once walked in the light of innocence. Now, subdued, I float, sometimes in rage. There's only one thing that remains true. Your beauty makes me want to lose my virtues. Waves of memories break in a hypnotic pattern; times of frolic betray their first intentions, spiraling my heart downward. Words of infidelity stain the paper in my hands, telling me to wait for one last dream, a nightmare. So as I read, I wait, like I had done so many times before, for you, not a flower, but a rose of thorns. In a mirror, much like a pool, my fingers scratch the surface and sink through. I can touch our times and look back on them, but I can't explain why I can't fall in love again, not with you. You whispered my name and turned away. Until the end, we were friends, until the end, over and over again. Like a flower, I've wilted, wilted in shame.
My face, pushed hard against the glass. So near to the exploding life beyond the veins of lead. Every now and then, the sun smiles and crystals shine between us. Everyone, in contagious colored clothing permanent cracks, padlocked to their jaw. Every year, when the light is greedy I am left predicting your arrival. As if, from some humid mist you'll waltz across the thirsty glades. Kiss my skin the sun embraced. Yet every year, eyes braced to life outside. Laughter roams the street, I cry.
Will I grieve you, only if you grieve me Said you couldn't rest So I lay in this casket with you A bouquet in a basket, why risk the truth Delusional I may be A happy ending, a sympathetic conclusion Is something we'd pay to see Cross your arms and lay with me The aspects it's okay to be You or me, whom shall we grieve There are certain things I need from you Like we feed There are pertinent things I need you to do As we grow to be adults We simply do what needs to be done Across from the morgue Smiling faces soaked in with the sun Outside these walls of Berlin Suited individuals call for her sins Will you grieve me, only if I grieve you Through the many hours of this day Tragic circumstances flower our May In a declining sun set it reflects from my window pane A metaphor of my life lived in feign As if I demand that you be my friend Take this childs hand to the end Down those spiral steps Admire the depths of a single breath Your or me, whom shall we grieve? A mother dropped her bags to comfort her daughter On and on through the years she brought her These missing links of murder Kissing a stench never before heard of Full of bars, cool as scars Precious jewels of mars Like I lost my tongue I'll start a thousand wars For I will not be forgotten!!!
Insult the sun and embitter the world as you live for the day's demise. A current of crumpled up silver wishes passed you in the rising tide. Once in your hollow attractive youth the world was fooled for a moment. It dealt you the card of jokerly depth and looked past your stream to a torrent. I want for compassion's attendance to this sad little state of affairs but all I can muster at your lack of lack luster is quietly averting my stares. You pinprick me in the wrong places and voice things which cut to the quick. You'll take on the sun and yet see me and run. I'll never know what makes you tick.
Now drips the juices off a knife pierced heart Emerged from a cocoon Filled with pain Your love had brought me out to the noon Warm sun no more rain Without you there's no four letter word Without you my sky is free of birds There is no sun in my universe There's no need for any poetic verse Without your love my winds don't blow If you're not here then my heart doesn't glow Leaves only a flow of red The sounds smells and colours of autumn in my head As these leaves fall dead I'm left empty My branches stripped bare Dead inside Emotional writing suicide Notes jumping into shark infested feelings From, I walked the planks off pirate boats Body reeling, falling but Not for feelings My feet planted firmly on the ceilings Of this broken house mirrors life Chimeny pushing smoke Down into the soil Spilt blood sheens crudely oil Dripping up off the bedroom floor This same bedroom floor Holds albumed memories Carefully chronicled deeds Nights we spent planting Trees now grow crooked Pages turn quickly to our book ends No star written sequel Only heaven prequel reminiscences Of wounded birds It's been forever since I've heard The songs your lips play That little way you'd say Autumn I'm lonely...
In the shadows that's were I am, It seems that every time the light is near, The sun hides behind the clouds as if in fear, The sun she leaves me in the dark to cry my tears. The shadows are like chains, That keeps me bound to never ending darkness filled with fear and shame, Slowly pulling me away, In the shadows were I stay. In the shadows my demons lurk, They show me no mercy, They tell me this is your life, your curse, what makes you weak, I scream inside leave me be, it hurt's can't you see. In the shadows.
He never came around much, and never stayed too long. Carried a vial of whiskey in a paper sack, sang a song. But this day was special, my heart was so alive. I carried a sack too, with candy, today I'm five. He had said, "Come on son, let's go to town, get a treat." Joy filled my little being. I felt all of ten feet. Wrapped me a suck in my sack, cherry, my favorite kind. As he slugged away on his bag, I slued away on mine. My little legs, nearly running, three steps to his one. But the sun was shining, we were together, father and son. He spoke little that I could understand. About dreams lost. Said I should follow the rainbow, forget the cost. He said "life is short, pleasures few, so have a good time." We followed the path through the woods, his hand in mine. We walked beside the railroad track, till the sun dipped low. How far? Five or six miles- couldn't tell, didn't know. My short legs were aching, but I never complained. For in the distance, I could hear the approaching train. He sat me on a rack and said, "Let's rest a spell." He was getting tired too, from his walk, I could tell. As the clamor of the train grew louder, I became excited. "I'll see the train up real close", I said delighted. It grew louder and louder, till it was all I could hear. I laughed aloud, looked at pop. On his face was a tear. He jumped, ran to the passing train, lunged into an open door. I screamed and cried "Don't go!", but never saw him anymore. His crumbled bag lay on the ground, a memory at my feet. He had said, "Lets go to town, get a treat." I threw my bag on the ground, all the sweets spilled out. At five it was only candy, but it was my life no doubt. Belief, trust, hope, faith, love, burst forth onto the ground. I sat there on my rock and cried, till the sun went down. Then with a tear stained face i turned to follow the railroad track Knowing all the while, there was a rainbow, Somewhere behind my back.
Could you tell me how it goes once again? The shadows left as I turned around The things you do and reasons fell behind me The sun I face became my escape The search for mind became obsession But now I know I had it all along The change in weather had me running But now I feel I can move on Alone forever but I'm not frightened It's a rule of life, without we would fade Alone together my senses heighten I see you now as you hide in the shade I turn around and see empty shadows My will is strong, today I will shine Reflecting off the sun I hold behind me Today I'll heal and show you nothing is wrong Alive forever my conscious surrounds me The rain can come but I can just smile A change in weather can only revive me Intentions good and my will is still strong It's time to move on
With glorious primordial certainty the sun will rise, the sun will set; likewise you languish knowing what you're about, you know what is and isn't so; yet, ultimately, you don't. Chained to the chromium railings of a sterile value system, some terminal, addled suffragette, hollow to the very core, quintessentially punch-drunk by the ghost fists of what you do not know; sometimes you can dream, more often you won't. This is all you wanted, surely, way back when Homer was a pup; this thing you worked for, this cold material cocoon, this anaesthetic cult to which you belong; then again, maybe not. All your wild beasts are chained and in cages you painstakingly banged them up; now you act surprised in a wrung-out monochrome way at the quiet death of your protest song with the former self you have forgot. Just as a virus will seek out a host, just as water will find it's own level; you're a schizoid, new age, careworn dolt with no limits to how far your mind will sink in unfathomable depths of self delusion. Wrenched this way and that, going with the flow, serving both God and the Devil; but where now is the rebel heart, the hedonistic happy fool, the keeper of the demon drink? no more than a crumbling memory, the feeblest illusion. Once burning with such crucial fire, a quiver full of arrows shot with telescopic vision; now all that burns no more, doubted by the rain spat from black clouds of self denial; no remnant traces of an ex-antihero. Servile to the whims of children, and an emasculating harpy who regards you with derision; you are alone your own executioner self judge and juror at the kangaroo trial self sentenced to figure less than zero.
Just as sure as the sun will rise, just as sure as the sun will set, just as sure as night comes, when the stars and moon are done with rest……I love you. Just as sure as flowers bloom, just as sure as flowers fade, just as sure as tears fall, when from your heart happiness runs away…….I love you. Like a painting loves color, like a poet loves words, like grass loves green, and like the sky loves birds…….I love you. Like ears love to hear, like eyes love to see, like hands love to touch, and lips love to speak……..I love you. Till music parts from melody till rain parts from storm, till good times part from memory, and till my soul parts from physical form, I will always…….love you!
If i were a flame what color would i burn the sun is white & yellow-bright could i be the same a candle lit burns red in silent vigil would my light embrace this purity or blue & burn in fury would i be or toxic green with no shame like venom in a blaze the sun is white & yellow-bright could i be the same would my fire change when i chanced to hear your name reflect my heart amongst the flames
It seems that now the clouds have come So dark, as the sun stays there behind The shining down that once existed Has now gone, but remains on my mind I can feel the sun hovering, though not seen I can almost feel the pull from its rays But yet, I look and cannot truly see While hoping, praying, for a lift of the haze I shall keep looking forever to the sky With hopes that soon, the clouds will roll by
I watched the red red sun set & listened to sunny day play all i'm missing in this sad sad setting is some coffee and cigarettes the thought of you crosses my mind as my hand moves across this page & your bracelet catches my eye there wasn't anything i wanted more in this (very) moment than to feel your hand in mine instead, i stand in this cold cold room watching from my window sill & as the light fades in this sad sad setting & sunny day continues to play i think nothing but of you & how i hope your sunny day fades into the night just as beautifully as the red red sun (did)
Why do I still miss you Why does my heart still wish For sunsets when our eyes met Why do I still hold on to memories of feelings Long set and still I wish our eyes met So you'd see the emotional turmoil You've left and my sun still sets And I still wish that our eyes met On that sunny day the rains came So you'd see that my love was still strong And my heart still longs to love you And my arms still ache to feel So I don't have to deal with this hurt So I won't have to seek to feel Anything for you So it doesn't ache to feel These things for you And I still wish for sunsets For when our eyes met That first night In spite of past hurts And past flirts with danger Still suns rise And I fell into those beautiful eyes That time we first kissed If I knew I'd still miss These sunsets with you And those last times I laid with you My soul still kneels and prays for you For the days when our eyes met But my sun still sets Cause we made our son set Or was it our daughter…
warm sun bathe my skin on the green grass blanket outstretched under pale blue sky clouds dance across rays of light peeking through rays of hope rays of truth happiness cover me engulf me close my eyes let the fears, the thoughts melt away blown away by the breeze into the ocean swallowed by waves just one speck, one speck of sand of earth of life hot sun melt away droplets tears of sadness hot sun embrace me embrace me in happiness cover me with your warmth
I feel lost and confused I don't have my loved one next to me Distance has always been our issue How much longer? How much can my weak heart take? Who knows? I have to wait... Wait until is right for us to see each other When the sun starts to set I already know another day has passed Without us being able to see one another Why act like everything is OK When my heart feels like is about to blend My hopes are still high IM trying so much, until the day comes to give up But im not giving up so fast, so soon And that question is stays in my head How much longer? Please dear loved one answer me So you can set my soul free Free atlast from all this attachment! When the sun starts to set I already know another day has passed Without us being able to see one another Why act like everything is OK When my heart feels like is about to blend My hopes are still high IM trying so much, until the day comes to give up But im not giving up so fast, so soon And that question is stays in my head How much longer? Please dear loved one answer me So you can set my soul free Free atlast from all this attachment!
Once again the sun still sleeps I haven't slept well for about two weeks Its not here, the dark is haunting me, I fear the the sun is taunting me. Why must the sun still be in hiding? How long will it be gone? Where could it be? Why is the sun asleep? There is no light Everything is pitch-black, All the surroundings are completely dark, The electricity does not give enough light, All the demons seem as if they will stay, They have not yet gone away, Not last week, and not tomorrow, When will the sun come out and end my sorrow? The sun still sleeps, The dark is making me weak, Why isn't there any light? Can we flee the dark when time brings night? I'm not sure if the sun ever will rise, Maybe it's just hidden from my eyes, I never realized how much I would miss the sun, But for now, the sun still sleeps....
These are the days I feel most blue days where the sun won't shine trough days I thought I loved you These are the days where I don't know what to do These are the days I miss you days I want to say I'm sorry too days I will never forget These are the days I won't regret These are the days my life comes to a fall days I won't deny days I cry and cry These are the days where my heart is broken These are the days where I've used all the words days I can not make better days I feel my hearts been tossed in a blender These are the days I wait for the next These are the days I feel like a wreck days I will survive days I feel mad These are the days I feel most sad These are the days I feel depressed days I can not rest days I feel most blue These are the days where the sun wants to shine trough
The light of the sun will shine down Hiding all of those little frowns The rainbow is painting your mask Illusions are an every day task The heat of the sun will delude The greatest minds are its fruit It helps you become your belief Your sun is not my relief I live in dark I can see Your hate, pain and envy I thought I just saw you die In my eyes you're just another lie The minute that I step into light It's blinding, it's far too bright Stop me before I am dead You're pushing, killing instead Please, show mercy on me Controlling what wants to be free Just because you cannot see Doesn't mean I cannot believe You've killed me I lived in dark and could see Your hate, pain and envy I know you have died So many times, how much lies? I crawl back into the dark Your lies have just hit their mark Darkness is now the thing that I crave Anything else is just another grave Lift me up and surprise I now feel so high The mask will fade from my face I'm free now in every way You keep trying to pull me from this Why can't I be with bliss?