Poetry

The Storm

1-16-12

Slowly falling down

Beneath thy smile a broken frown

The bright in one’s eyes

Shades over and dies

Silence covers thy mouth

Drawing mind to a forbidden south

 

Ears strain to listen

All that’s heard Is words of sin

Hands reach for the star

Though seem too far

 

Clouds of sin fog one’s vision

Shielding warmth of bright sun

Thy blood runs cold

Smiling warmth no longer taking hold

Words of fear scar thy tongue

 

Spitting venom at those minds yet young

Dark clothing drapes thy skin

Fading away from kin

Cries not seen clouds thy eyes

The you that once was dies

 

Watching as old dreams fade

Thy believe this must be paid

Is this thy end?

Or will thee find a friend?

To share the thoughts that kill

Surely this must be thee will? 

Memories~

6-5-13 07:03

Today is just a day

Another dream gone a fray,

A thought of life,

Scarred and Stained-

 

But who am I anyway?

Who is it that walks the streets in search of something;

In search of anything, everything-

 

Am I just a memory,

Floating on eternity,

With knowledge so precious,

A mind so cautious;

And an existence so

Dull?

 

Who am I, who am I, who am I-

Am I just here,

To learn and to love and to be,

Close to the ones who are near?

 

But what if I want more,

What if I have given up this chore-

I'll scream my lungs out so that one might,

Hear me in my flight-

 

A memory is all I am,

A memory of knowledge so dull,

A mind so full,

And a love so damn.

Gibberish

12-5-14 21:17

My thoughts, circling.

My mind, hurting.

Will it ever end?

I try to speak my mind, but it seems my lingo is lost on the ears of every passerby.

 

Can I only speak with cryptic text?

Why, thoughts, do you deter me so!

Such a quandary, a confined space, with no mercy.

I can't break free.

 

No matter what I do, no matter how I say it, it's always the same.

Lost in the Limbolic nature of my mind.

Do you understand, or is this, too, undefined?


Swimm

9-13-15 20:53

Vivid, sweaty, hot body- liquid oozing, wet inducing, oh so woozy heat-

Indeed, silent plea, to unbind my knees, and enter me~ passion, frenzy, flee~ palpitating glee! Anticipation hurries south, never could amount, as haunting as this hunt- Cupid, mercy, Wolf- blood and pain is sure; too pure: not at all! Innocence is as children be, and I the horrid wretch~ come tame my ruined heart, or say Goodbye to Me!


9-18-16 15:13

My Mind, Raped

  By Words that Patronize

I, contorted, smile and nod

  While, beneath, I'm fuming

With an Unkept Rage

   Kindled by your Ignorance;

And yet, I buckled, beneath the weight

                  Of Words

And now, I struggle, between Obey:

And Answer to None.


Doeyed

10-29-17 23:28

Dismayed, enraged, out of range-

Dismayed, enraged, in a cage-

My mind seems to pop and snap

  Little cells withering away

  Little lives tethered to mine, wasted

What am I doing Here?

Numb, cold, lost- no Voice

Stringent, struggle, faltering- Vice

      Where is Victory in This?

Everything blurs as time moves ever onward, and I, like a deer, simply stand

                     Dismayed


Friendless Fool

9-7-18 15:01

Leaping to converse like some

              desperate beggar

Avidly engaged with words;

         Then, I remember myself

 The sudden realization pulls me back

                   To Reality

'Who am I to say Hello?

Does she even realize,

         I'm a Friendless Wolf,

                  A Mouse,

                 An Outcast.'

Then she sees it,

  For her words stop,

And my eagerness melts,

With each fading silence,

And I begin to wonder the point;

Apt to try again,

I turn to her, but she is Gone;

Tail between my legs, I follow abjectly,

But Her Friends Crow around Her

And I'm left in the Shadows

Like some Homeless Beggar

Sniveling for Scraps of Words

         Only to be met with Silence 

Foolish is I Who Dreams 

1-18-19 05:00

the day arises 

as the sun sets 

where night contends the day 

and the moon devours the sky 

foolish is I who dreams 

careless is I who loves 

foolish and careless 

heartled and wretched 

  Lover of Dreams 

night devours the day devours the night 

dreams become my day

as I forsake myself for the night

mares 

for I belong to them 

as they whisper their promises 

that they will never ever keep 

I belong to they 

who will always forsake me

                                 love me 

                        and hate me 

the night devours the dreams devours the day 

if ever a fool ‘tis I 

  for I’ve loved and lost within the same breath lostness lover wandering dreams 

carelessly hoping

                ever wondering 

                               as the night devours my mind as my dreams forsake the day 

                                      foolish is I whose lover 

Is never what he seems 


 


Never Mine

9-26-20 01:14, 01:54

I spin a line, I spin a web, and wonder why, I’m in debt

I flip a coin, I drift along, and ponder when, I’m alone

I carry on, a measured mind, and wander where, never mine

I skip a beat, a hapless feat, and flounder here, among my mare

-

I keep in line, I never dare, and thinking there, I’m always scared

I leave today, a hopeless road, and feeling how, I’m in doubt

I get the rhyme, I bid the time, and looking up, among the muck

I weave the lace, a threadbare heart, and shutting down, torn apart


I spool a line, I spew a lie, and wonder where, I’m defined

I find a tool, I am adrift, and finding folly, among the shift

I drop it off, a maddened mine, and wander why, never mind

I beat my heart, a hopeless art, and blinded by, a foolish lie


Strung Upon these Broken Bones

6-26-21 20:41, 20:44

To be left alone with your thoughts

To have them pound against your brain

Talking of the things that were

Taunting you with the pain

 

To see you in a crowd again

To hope to hear your voice

Only for the faces there

To stare without a noise

 

To be standing at the edge of a cliff

To be screaming my heart out loud

To be asking god what’s the point

When there’s no one left around

 

The sinking feeling at the dead of night

When the crickets mourn the day

And you’re stuck inside your mind

And then you wish to pray

 

 

You hope and plead to a god

You still do not believe

Yet the sinking is so vast

It’s all that’s left to fake

 

Then you find you’re lost inside

Lost inside a fading mind

Lost among the ghosts and ghouls

A simple, ugly, wanton fool

 

And then you feel the knowing now

The dreadful truth that the soul somehow

Strung upon these broken bones

Will always be alone


I oft wonder who I am

10-7-21 14:46

I oft wonder who I am

I never dared to greet my soul

It laughs a song I’ve come to know

About a life I hadn’t lived

It speaks a language I cannot hear

It splinters with a flagrant fear

And never have I ventured far

Nor as I’ve sunk beneath the dark

Thought to grasp my spirit lost

In the shadow of a soul I’ve not