queen of hearts
the sun sets on her tongue
the night sinks into her eyes
king of spades
his mouth brings a myriad of painful pleasures
his hands can hold the world
grasp her gauzy waist
whisper swirls of diamonds that will encircle the heart and render it frozen and glowing
slide your hand under his skin
weave your milky way through his veins and render them fiery and frightening
queen of diamonds
she speaks only in retributive tongues
she loves desperately
the clouds behind her lips are gathering in a storm
kings of clubs
he speaks only in the language of power
he loves fiercely
his garden is thirsting for rain
swim in rapturous glaze of mind
experience this plethora of feeling
let your fingers get pruny and divine the message inside the lines
sink your teeth into a stalactite heart, you’ll find your mind explodes with colours- a death worth the last image that consumes you before you’re gone.
the rings of saturn are chandelier crowns and strawberry throats; so close but never touching.
let the lightjuice drip down your spine as you contemplate the reasons you’re still on earth
Suddenly, without expectation.
There he was.
Friendly, jolly little fella that many called Santa.
Standing within the room with various present.
Next to him was two little elves.
Two little people barely shorter than him.
One a female.
One a male.
Helping out the jolly little fella.
They didn't see me pretending to sleep.
Seeing the sight of Santa has always been a dream of a child.
Just to imagine him took over my imagination.
All the stories told to different in opinions.
But many was exactly like I remember.
Except, one of the person looked like Mom or Dad.
I never heard of them in any Santa stories
So, I dose off to sleep after my dream came true.
I have seen Santa like I never knew.
He was joyful.
He was kind.
And magical too.
Cause I imagine in my sleep that he rose through the Chimney unto the roof.
So when people question, if he's real?
I'm living proof.
That all kids parents, are Santa too.
Some just refuses to tell you.
Love's a master, rich but cruel.
I know, I was her slave.
Doing work you should of knew
It will dig yourself a grave.
Love's a poet, I've herd her songs.
Her words are gentle. Her words are wise.
But naked, blind and naive as such
I never noticed that they were lies.
Love's a friend you call at night
To wipe those problems off your neck.
But such close friends you have to watch
Not to stab you in the back.
As love is lovely, but harsh sometimes.
It makes you cry. It makes you dance.
It's scary, at first, but you learn in time
She's always worth a second chance.
You're the sweetest person I’ve ever met and I’ve only known you for a short while. italic
Nothing like a carefree person (which you are) to make me blow away.italic
I admire you...only a child who’s smarter than he looksitalic
My undeniable love for you can’t ever be enoughitalic
When were hand in hand I smile and so do youitalic
I cant find a bigger, stronger word to say how much I love youitalic
And though your small now, you’ll get bigger soonitalic
My darling child, just want you to know my undeniable loveitalic
Is how much I care for you.italic
Your brown skin is way to soft
And I’m sure those girls will target you
When you smile, the worlds happy
And when you frown it makes me wanna cry
I still haven’t found the right words...not yet
Still haven’t found the right feeling...not yet
Still haven’t found the right hugs to give you...not just yet
But I know I've found the love for you when I held you in my arms
I was scared because you were fragile
Because you were small
Because you were precious...more precious than the stars
And since your growing now I just want you to know
I LOVE YOU…bold
YOU KNOW WHO YOU AREbold
Dedicated to: Jacob Micah Murray, italic
It's like a light bulb.
When it's on, it's bright and lights up the room
When it's off, it's dark.
It's so dark.
The thoughts creep through the darkness, they are haunting, they taunt emotions.
They sneak through, and they attack.
It switches, as quick as a snap.
Their off. They're gone and it's out.
I'm trying to fight it, I'm trying to stay focused, trying to break back into brightness.
It's too late, it's gone.
I Can't control myself.
These thoughts are overwhelming
They flow through my head, around my brain.
No direction, just pounding.
A Painful, Powerful Punch.
Like an anchor thrown out of a ship,
weighing me down.
I'm struggling to feel, I can't control myself.
From a flash of a second i'm high, then i'm low. deep in the ground.
the ground is drowning me
Thoughts of hate and despise rush through my mind.
I hate everything, everything i've ever touched, loved or cared about.
My eyes blacken, and i'm gone.
My blood thickens to poison, no escape or exit route.
I have no control,
The words flow out of my mouth so effortlessly,
Small words that destroy worlds.
Words that the devil himself created.
I was made as a Monster, and i will never love again.
A summer night on this island I call home
I wander on the beach, where its usually dark and cold
The hawksbill sea turtle crawling up to nest
The mongoose chasing after each other
because they haven’t eaten yet
The palm trees dancing
Tranquility has been found
it reminds me of the girl I am
The island girl
And the beach is where I can be found
But in this enchanting moon light you see it all
The wash up trash bags and the garbage that falls
The broken glass within the sand that cut your feet
The unwanted fishing poles and hooks
The nets that traps the sea creatures that bring me serenity
My enchanting moon light that I once love
has now becomes dim
And the beach goes back to being dark and cold
hawksbill, green, leatherback and loggerhead
they don’t come to visit me anymore
Someone has taken my home and turned it into a rubbish bin
The enchanting moon light that once lit up my home
Has brought my attention to the injustice
That continues to go on