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:::Floating::: I drift in the ocean ----------------(This is my dream) The water is cool -----------------(I can feel you near) I smile and see you --------------(You are next to me) The goddess of this pool ------(But what do I fear) No others around ----------------(We're all alone) I'm scared it's a lie --------------(I need some proof) I need your support -------------(Tell me now) We meet eye to eye ------------(Now, tell me the truth) Love is a mystery ---------------(Let's solve it together) Will we find it? -------------------(Does it exist?) How can we get there ---------(Let us explore) We can't let this sit -------------(Give me a kiss) The waves are dying -----------(What's the answer) The ocean is calm --------------(What do we conclude?) Our bodies are one ------------(You smile at me) We sleep until dawn ------------(I know I love you) |
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:::It's in the eyes::: To stare into your eyes tonight Would send me far away To feel the intensities of joy and sorrow All that they convey For what about you makes me weak Your lips, your smile, your face Or is it something inside of you Which no other can replace The deepest black nor purest white Have nothing to compare To your hair and face and skin Eternity seems so fair Perhaps a sinful touch Am I worthy of your kiss A sweet caress, a gentle press Two lovers locked in bliss Your smile warms my very soul The feelings all arise A longing to be with you, always To hold you at every sunrise The sound, the sound! Harmonious voice Heaven's harps cease to hear Melodies from your tongue flow like honey Your words enrapture the ear A glance once more into your eyes Show me everything I need To fill the space within your heart Together we must proceed Now I see it is in the eyes The love the fear the pain For nothing enchants me far enough Which drives me so insane The heavens twinkle in ferocity Jealous of the sparkle in your eyes For nothing can capture the magic I see That the stars above cannot despise |
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:::Unchain'd::: Before I knew you I was quiet, hidden Being around you Makes me wild, forbidden I sleep and hope To see you there To feel your skin To smell your hair Your soul fills me You pulse through my veins A passion overcomes me It drives me insane Tell me you feel it You're hiding it to I need you to feel it They way that I do You make me fly I feel the sun You make me die It's you I want |
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:::Sleep now::: It's cold in here Let me sleep Let me go Yet, memories keep I cannot stay I wish I could Heaven calls And it's for good Don't cry for me It's not that bad I'll see you soon Please don't be sad Don't live your life Wondering why Enjoy your time Or it'll pass you by And when you feel The coldness to Just remember I'll be there for you |
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:::Darkness::: Darkness looms about I feel I know this place The cold is familiar I hope to try and erase Dreams contain my thoughts Kept away from reality I dream of visions of us A deep embrace finds - serenity I wake up back here Among the pale shades Longing to slumber again So that the darkness fades |
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:::Blind Garden::: I search through many roses But this is what I find Each one comes with it thorns Which sting my weakened mind |
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:::Fading Images::: Paint yourself a new face Become something else Now you aren't as special You're seeking something false Give yourself a new name Live another way Lost your personality Now you've lost your say I used to know you well I used to call you friend What are you running from There's no need to pretend |
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:::Redemption::: I asked, one day, to take the sun It reminded me of your way The fire you possessed inside Shone like the sun at day I asked the night to borrow the moon It symbolizes what you do to me The moon it glows in darkest of night The way you brought me from misery I reached deep down within my self And gathered up my love I wished all these things for you My heart and the sky above I wanted you to understand The feelings I had were true And so I obtained all these things But I've wasted them on you I give back the sun I took for you I give back the moon to the night You don't deserve my heart, my love I give that to the one thats right |
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:::Perpetual Night::: I walk along a cobblestone path The pebbles feel good on my feet The destination ahead is uncertain Yet I walk without pausing to sleep Soft fingers glide all through my palms Even though I cannot see her there My hand is held by someone unknown I can smell the sweetness of her hair The ground beneath us is thrown And nothing around us is clear Panic quickly overcomes me But your smile soothes my fear You turn to me and kiss my lips The intensity makes my body hot I wake up from a long night's sleep With you forever in my thoughts My mind is lost now to the dark Forever gone without a fight I close my eyes, eternally shut I join you now in perpetual night |
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:::Adam::: That first little kiss It was just bliss The pulse of her lips So deep and so pure Innocence taken My life forsaken Taken from Eden I knew now Angels I can't hear Devils are too near Everything was clear When she kissed me |
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:::De-Generation::: Morality depleting Nothing to lose Sanity fleeting So much to choose Life as we know it Blanketed truth No one will tell us Tell us the truth Disgrace to our family Dirty their name Look all around you No one to blame Bend back the finger Let it see you Scapegoat no more It's only you |
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:::Losing Yourself::: A deep rooted idiosynchrocy Sarcasm keeps me alive Once I lose my immaturity I'll lose my most cherished side My space bubble stretches far Myself I keep inside I fear my own exposure I hide my mind inside My dark forboding nature You all will soon to see Some emotions I show falsely This isn't the real me Go on thinking otherwise The healthy, happy, young man I'll continue as I was before Withholding as much as I can Patience for me, this takes time Pity for me, I will shun it Leave me be, I stay myself Be with me, tell me who I am |
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:::Charm::: She reminded me of a Sunny Day A cheerful disposition, an unbuttoning blouse Though the Shadows of Life were closing in Her milky skin made Darkness reconsider Then with a twisetd grin she buttoned up And left me alone |
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:::Awaiting you::: The sun will set And rise tomorrow But I will make it stop If you say you don�t love me Birds will sing melodies To brighten the day But no voice will be heard If you say you don�t love me The moon will shine at night And cause the tides to change But I will make it forever gone If you say you don�t love me And life will go on The world will forever spin But my tear ends it all When you say you don�t love me But I did see the sun rise And I heard the birds sing And we saw the moon shine And still I cried When you told me That you loved me |
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:::Shirley::: She rocks my inner demons She stirs my wicked soul She screams inside my little box She kills my selfish whole Her voice disrupts my depression Her beauty repels my doubt Her lyrics stay close to my heart It's her I can't do without She is Milk and I am saucer To her go all my praise Fix Me Now you Supervixen With all your Wicked Ways |
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:::A Journey to My Private Hell::: Like Tantalus to his vicious pool. When I get near you start to pull Away from me. My lips don't touch. And what I fear is much too much. I sigh and turn, a failed attempt. My heart continues, void, vacant. An empty face among the crowd. No voice to sing or scream aloud. I meet my friends along the way. Avoiding everything they say. Their crys and pleas and shedding tears, Can't penetrate my adamant ears. A journey to my private Hell. My guide, my loss, wishes me well. She cannot spare a single care. And so she leaves me sleeping there. Until I can awake from sleep, My heart is drowning in the deep. |
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:::Monkey no More::: I press a button You give me cash The drawer opens I give you goods A product of A primed response A product of The need to survive I wear the clothes The memo says I say the things You want me to A product of A primed response A product of Capitalism I cannot speak up I cannot be me Unless you say so I cannot be free So here is a memo I'm sending to you I know I'm replaceable But bosses are too |
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:::PsychoBabble and the Jabberwocky::: The flower wilted With one single touch A frail and delicate experience Leading into a path of deviation Never on the same road Always switching from relay points Never looking back And the sooner I came to the breaking point, the further I wanted to be. I wanted something justifiable. But justification isn't a part of life. And now I felt the pressure A point of non cohesion Incomprehensible, irrevocable, Undeniably wrong. Accounting is the Devil's science but sin is not like perpetual inventory methods. Ask me what I mean and I'll ask you What does it mean. Because "it" doesn't have a meaning. It's just a pronoun. A PRONOUN not even worthy of being a noun Such a disgraceful, shameful thing. It can be great, but it can be bad. It can be anything you've had. It can be happy it can be sad. It can be something that made you mad. It makes me digress off any possible junction. It severed all my conscious function. And now I am leaping When I should be sleeping |
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:::Stars Fade::: Two stars apart Across the vast Drawn to each other Getting near fast Without any warning End up together No one will know it Together forever A secret illusion By swift hands concealed But sooner than later This knowledge revealed Spinning spinning And utter soft spoken Stars fade away This star is broken |
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:::She tears at me::: She tears at me Everytime I think about her She tears at me Even when my stomach is empty She keeps taking In the middle of my sleep aching and shaking she keeps taking Unaware of this power she has or the anguish she has caused She tears at me She is breaking me Even when she is not around She is breaking me Gently her visage intangible Emotions no longer managable any moment and I'll snap and I thought she was the fragile Easily breaking me Does she hear me? The future is uncertain and fear and regret are unforgiving can she hear me? love is a most cruel game for only when you are able to open up your heart are you either to receive love in return or be broken and burned and I can't take it anymore For she is tearing at me |
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:::Desperation::: Sing to me Muse I call upon you Come out of hiding My sweet Desperation Bring both of your sisters Whom bask in your misery Bring forth Depression and bring forth Melancholy Your sisters, my Muse They get me inspired To extinguish the sadness That burns away inside The recent object of my affection And cause of my indigestion Indirectly drives my belly Cross the broken shards of my little world Though she knows how little I suffer Secretly concealing my emotions from her I gently instill these little suggestions Into our every "friendly" conversations Till the day those lovers part My plan will be in check She will run right to my side Me, the ignored little speck Muse, I swear it will happen You are my last true, dying hope We will see to this plans fruition Before comfort finds me - in this knotted rope |
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:::Trailer::: Running farther into the distance Each step that I took was two for her Faded away into memory Stranded alone in my world Was she even there to begin with? Did she care if I was? When did I fall? When I didn't call? Her voice was automated And her machine was broken She was washing her hair And the blowdryer was loud She just stepped outside For the cigarette she never smoked For a while For a while Well, a while can last a lifetime When she misses the call And now I sit silent Phone in my hand Lights off Nightfall Daybreak Awake New day Don't care Empty room Not fair I guess thats the way it goes And in the end we all will know ...why?... |
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:::Viral::: I wanted to scream. For an instant I knew nothing, and then everything suddenly ran through my mind like someone quickly flicking the lightswitches on and off. I wanted to say the words, and I wanted you to know how I feel, but what could I say, nothing. And nothing is what you get when you want everything at the same time. Too much of a good thing is never good, but they never counted on you. I think your worth the constant pain. I don't see the doctor anymore. because I fear the medicine, and I fear the bill. I don't want you to go away. My lovely side-effect. Now we can dance in the purple and blue highlights that swim all around us. Just you and I, in a sea of my insanity. But I wouldn't have it any other way. |
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:::These colors don't run::: These trying times Insiduous crimes These are all signs We're going to War The sky will change colors The fish will all die Our numbers will diminish Unless we all try Protection is vital Ensuring no loss But if war is what it takes Point me to their boss Some will revolt They keep asking why But they wanted this They expect us to die Because we choose freedom Over total dominance Because we judge fairly And they rule, Iron Fist To oppose the opposition Who envy our laws It's time for a true Union Where peace is our cause |
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:::Madness Infinitum::: Give me sweet serenity Let me bathe in your glow Violent energies create Madness infinitum * Angel, descend from Heaven Release me from Hell Wrapt with golden tresses Your face shows gentle mercy Pretty bird, let's fly away Float me alongside thee And the clouds will be Our conspirators The lolling wind forces your locks to dance It captivates me to no ends Your skin can play madness wonderful And it seems so fair that I can scream Come Angel I'm off again on another Adventure This time you shall be with me You show me dizzy like no other And I can dance in your hair (*Note: I am entitled to a little poetic licensing aren't I? I am using this verbiage |
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:::Dream Bashers::: You are all the bashers of our towers Standing firm and tall Upon our zeniths so high, we can see so much but the clouds are sometimes as thick as you say. But oh, you bashers make vain attempts to strangle our foundations that we've been building all this time. You all dont see the visions we see. The stars that comfort us at night and the suns that warm us in the mornings. You can't possibly reach our peaks and you cannot break through our walls of determine. You are all bashers. But we are immortals, in our world up so high. We are burdened with our appreciation of our goddesses. But a burden that is worth all the toils We've worked so hard to gain the spoils. Don't try to understand us For we are beyond normal comprehension. We are the dreamers And you bashers have no power to stop us. |
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:::Rainstorm::: A thunder like no other Made the onlookers scatter But we stayed there Under the cover of rain You with your stare amongst the clouds Me with my eyes transfixed on the drops of water, Moistening your hair The rain covered my tears well But you wiped my face regardless Our bodies held one another We remained Regardless of the torrent beating Regardless of the thunder shouting A memory of us, and the forces That took place that afternoon |
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:::On Reflection and Self-Judgement::: the closer i get to the mirror the blurrier the image becomes simple tool...shows my most complex complexities so i decide to get back a bit because i hate him, my twin he sneers at me as he sizes me up and he doesn't think that i can take him and maybe i am no match but a match i am a better version although not understood not understood by anyone else i'm not sure i comprehend my self but i want to get closer yet i hesitate, to elude my darkness inside one of us has to realize who the other one is because if we keep going on like this the vision i see will get blurrier, and the only other person who knows me, knows the truth. In the end, I will probably let him merge with me. For he is a part of me, a part I share with you. Order and Chaos are one in the same, like twins. Two forces acting upon each other struggling for control and trying to be different. But what they don't understand, you see, is that without one, the other cannot exist. |
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:::On Paper::: Why couldn't I see it? I had made her more fiction than fact Taking to her, my rubber eraser All the things I despised in her And I would draw her all over again Like the fiction that she loves me And the fact she doesn't sympathize Write the winks she would give me Erase the rolls of her eyes Rewrite her the way I want her Even though I know, only lies Yes I'll make her how I want her And throw away what I despise An artist has no work When he has no muse as his guide So I'll put the pencil down And search to replace this hole inside |
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:::Senseless::: On a side note: you can start this poem in this manner: read the first line starting from 'with' and have the first line end on the word 'taste' from the second line...read all the lines up to the next sense and you'll see that this poem is really infinite. (once you read the last line, end it with 'to taste you' from the top) :) To Taste you with a bitter tongue I can't taste your sweet aroma To Smell you with a pungent nose I can't smell your beautiful sound To Hear you with a muffled ear I can't hear your soft skinned body To Touch you with a blistered hand I can't feel - you're too far away To See you with a bloodied eye I can't see you because you aren't here for me |
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:::Shatterangel::: Fallen Angel With sanguine-stained, obsidian wings She glided across a parquet floor Only stopping to pirouette on my heart Leaving the shattered pieces of me For others to dance upon. Her lips so dark She could kiss away the night Her eyes so wide No library hid secrets from her I swore if Heaven or Hell had consumed me then I would have been happy Yet, I am to continue This existence, in which she left me to rot. |
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:::My Lady::: My lady does not want for me No note or message I've received We two could be one, but that shan't be And thus shan't be lest she calls to me If call'd then wings would surely sprout And wind would guide me safely out Into my lady's welcomed arms Wrapt in all of her lovely charms No man nor beast would ever harm My lady should she call to me |
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:::Passion of the Ones::: Bedsheets pulled aside a quest to unbridled fun pull me close inside because we should be one stretch your arms out now catch the warmth of sun I'll be there with you because we should be one sail the rolling waves Polaris guides you on sail on for days and days because we should be one The sun is shining The sails hold fast Our course is set May these journeys ever last |
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:::Red dead go::: The blood ran red And cracked the skin It burst out slow From out to in "I need that fluid to stay alive! Why won't it go back?" Go back inside!" My carpets are ruined I've given them life Replaced all the fuzzy With anger and strife MY vision unblurries I wake to discover My blood is all there The nightmare is over Nothing is roses Nothing is grave Life is a something You just have to brave |
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:::The Excitement Girl::: That warm pulse inside strikes hard When my eyes meet upon you It's like your heart colliding into mine And I linger on the fortunate accident Like the fresh taste of mint And like the aftertaste that follows I find the feeling bitter and lacking And soon the taste is completely gone Then time ultimately finds us We crash once more yet not as close And again I sense the sweetness And again I lose the urge And time and time again we crash Yet farther with each encounter You give me a pulse each time And then I am lost with no taste You give me no taste anymore And I stare of into the opaque and Circular motions of my ceiling fan My excitement girl |
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:::pandemonium (working title)::: She the quake beneath my feet The rumbles stirred up to my core Shook the hold that veins and arteries had on my heart And let it sink into my throat. That terrible quake, that shook with every step And every melodic boom pushed and pushed further still My poor heart, choking on the tears that I cried within And those futile tears, which tried so desperately to wet the dryness in my mouth, as hopeless as one droplet of crystal clear water falling on the vast desert ocean. That was then, Yet I still feel the aftershocks, Soft erratic pulses, that remind me of her If my will holds fast, then these vibrations Will not have the power to shake loose my heart again. |
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:::The Burden of Fear::: I'm learning to see through the fog, But it's so thick in some places. The earth, squishy underfoot makes Loosing my balance just a step away. The myriad of white and gray, Generate indistinguishable shapes ahead. They deter me in my conquest. No regular matter, this life, no bump. Mountains! mountains of scrutinous eyes, They deter me as well. Overcoming those inquisitors, and not letting them get to me. This is my course. I must not falter. For fear of attaining nothing. |
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:::Smoke and Blood (working title)::: all-consuming is Hate and it's Kin forcing your hands to betray and to sin there are some who lash out on those they love not stopping until cries fill their ears I daydream about random acts of violence bludgeoning the guilty with fervor and rage when people hold you back from a regular life prevent you from continuing, stop you from living beating the restrictive walls until they bleed stone or until the skin from your knuckles wears down to the bone there exists a lot of anger inside this body bottled away like a saftey supply tempt not this silent man for you will see pain first hand |
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:::Foolish Morsel (inspired by character [based on another] idea from my book)::: she with the forked, honey tongue played violence in my ears. the kind which innocents hide from and devils harken near. enchantress, though beautiful, lain dormant, a beast within her whose tendrils seldomly release and always intoxicate me. odd that her locks flow obsidian rather than the snakes I had heard in stories before. monstrous wench! do not let go! for I am enamored by you and know of the dangers ahead. temptress, harbinger of heartache, speak to me with thine sweet-tongue so that I may sleep in your empty and loveless embrace. |
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:::What Do You Care? (?)::: What does the palm tree care? I asked of the towering plant. I drop my limbs when they go dead, I sit and enjoy the view, I care not whether I'm cut in half, I'll grow in a year or two. What does the elevator care? I asked the simple machine. I live a life of servitude, Going up and coming down. I'm always getting people inside me, And for that I cannot frown. What do the lovers care? I asked the embracing pair. I wonder how her day went. I worry how his night was spent. I argue when I know he's right. But I still let her win the fight. I still walk him to his car. Even if it's not that far. We enjoy kissing over tears, Even after all these years. She likes kisses on her nose. He likes it when I nibble on his toes. She doesn't mind my little quirks. He picks his nose and farts and burps. Sometimes, in bed, I wear a mask... ...Ok, Ok, I'm sorry I asked! |
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:::Elemental Force::: Ah! To have the force of the sea! A current of strength to course through me To crash and break as does the tide To whirl and wake and ebb astride Oh what a wonder I would be And I would endure endlessly Ah! To stand tall like the trees! From my branches, the greenest of leaves To shelter and shade when the day is hot To be that place, your most cherished spot Oh happiest would I to be As loving as the mighty tree Ah! To flow like a cooling breeze! To whoosh and swoop where ever I please On summer days I quell the heat And make the sails of boats replete Elation which none has ever decreed Like a zephyr wind flowing fast and free Ah! To have presence like the fire! I'd invite you all 'round my blazing pyre To warm you when the winter's shout To brighten the way when the light've gone out Oh useful would I truly be A cinder of the hottest degree But I am one who loves the sea Which swells and sways so gracefully And I am one which smells the pine A towering fortress so divine And I am one who feels the air A compliment when the night is fair And I am one who lights the flame Beauty and destruction are its to claim Luckiest am I to see Observing the elements which influence me |
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:::A Canvased Sky::: A canvased sky, Masterfully crafted with a painter's hand. He uses all the tools at his disposal: Amorphous clouds to shape with, and curtains of light seeming to stream from Heaven itself. Violent sploches where the artist had second thoughts. Or scenery seemingly forged from the squabblings of many hands. What does it try to tell us? A mystery that is held within each of us. She blushes like a beautiful bride when the sun begins to rest, And lies upon a silky bed of blue silk awaiting her knight. A war between good and evil, silver linings which show the Conquered lands of Heaven, and dark red masses, the floating strongholds of Hell. Such images capture me through the foggy haze of Life on the ground. Wishing that I could touch a canvas so rich and Feel the ridges of those splendid strokes. |
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