joshua-r-laird - Hello Poetry

To the friend I lost but could have found Had pride not held me back And sunsets missed with summer scent When thoughts were chained with work To the pretty stare from a girl across My eyes refused to see And a chance at love with happy days That fear made so absurd To dreams that danced and filled my heart But never came to be Restrained and painted black With suffocating doubt To tears of pride that should have been Had hope not slipped my hands And taken all I had to give Buried now beneath cold ground To smell the air through autumns breeze And feel the sand beneath my feet Had I not expected all And thrown it all away Chances lost or fortunes made Neither matters more I'd give it all and all that's asked If just for one more day

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Jan 18, 2014

Jan 18, 2014 at 1:26 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

If Just For One More Day

To the friend I lost but could have found Had pride not held me back And sunsets missed with summer scent When thoughts were chained with work To the pretty stare from a girl across My eyes refused to see And a chance at love with happy days That fear made so absurd To dreams that danced and filled my heart But never came to be Restrained and painted black With suffocating doubt To tears of pride that should have been Had hope not slipped my hands And taken all I had to give Buried now beneath cold ground To smell the air through autumns breeze And feel the sand beneath my feet Had I not expected all And thrown it all away Chances lost or fortunes made Neither matters more I'd give it all and all that's asked If just for one more day

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She's out there somewhere walking waiting wondering Looking for me She knows I exist but is waiting to see Walking her path and wondering like me when we will meet As patience wears thin and she blinks her tears away. I walk the same path the very same day walking Waiting Wondering Out there somewhere and blinking my tears away looking for her an ache in my heart walking waiting hoping Just worlds apart

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Jan 10, 2014

Jan 10, 2014 at 6:18 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

Just Worlds Apart

She's out there somewhere walking waiting wondering Looking for me She knows I exist but is waiting to see Walking her path and wondering like me when we will meet As patience wears thin and she blinks her tears away. I walk the same path the very same day walking Waiting Wondering Out there somewhere and blinking my tears away looking for her an ache in my heart walking waiting hoping Just worlds apart

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Now is the time that my words stumble while my mind is elegant and eloquent and the beauty that I see and the cacophony that swims through my ears and tickles my soul while the scent of the divine gift grown and fired by god himself cannot be described fairly by my bumbling dialect, or what I’ve forgotten. And I just can't find the words. It's there, it’s there in my head dancing and teasing and growing and weaving and begging to be known in more of its glory and sheer dazzle where it deserves to be awed but I just can’t find the words. And I don't know what to say or how to describe the tears that reflect the beauty of what I see, the magic and majesty of creation from a blind man whose vision is fathoms and miles and years beyond mine but whose truth keeps him in the dark but I just can’t find the words How do I tell you how a song a simple melody and medley of words and ideas and cadences that blend and swirl and surround and lift my heart to places through and past Heaven? Where my skin tingles and my spirit swells and I care for nothing but the song that has whisked me from that moment’s particular hell and I just can’t find the words. How do I say that I am broken and weak and humbled complete and still my misery moves my feet and how my shred of hope and speck of faith each lift a foot one in front of the other towards a Dream that fights me at every moment to be known and while my angel fades more day by day while I lose my way and I just can’t find the words.

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Oct 27, 2013

Oct 27, 2013 at 6:22 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

I Just Can't find the words

Now is the time that my words stumble while my mind is elegant and eloquent and the beauty that I see and the cacophony that swims through my ears and tickles my soul while the scent of the divine gift grown and fired by god himself cannot be described fairly by my bumbling dialect, or what I’ve forgotten. And I just can't find the words. It's there, it’s there in my head dancing and teasing and growing and weaving and begging to be known in more of its glory and sheer dazzle where it deserves to be awed but I just can’t find the words. And I don't know what to say or how to describe the tears that reflect the beauty of what I see, the magic and majesty of creation from a blind man whose vision is fathoms and miles and years beyond mine but whose truth keeps him in the dark but I just can’t find the words How do I tell you how a song a simple melody and medley of words and ideas and cadences that blend and swirl and surround and lift my heart to places through and past Heaven? Where my skin tingles and my spirit swells and I care for nothing but the song that has whisked me from that moment’s particular hell and I just can’t find the words. How do I say that I am broken and weak and humbled complete and still my misery moves my feet and how my shred of hope and speck of faith each lift a foot one in front of the other towards a Dream that fights me at every moment to be known and while my angel fades more day by day while I lose my way and I just can’t find the words.

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Crimson trails down ivory tips Trading essence between souls A bite A ***** A flush A drip Color drains from soft warm cheeks Away from frost peels rosy lips. Now what shall you barter? With darkness caging your soul, How will you sell it? When the need is high & your spirit is low, Another dance with the demon While your candle still glows?

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Jul 2, 2013

Jul 2, 2013 at 4:35 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

While Your Candle Still Glows

Crimson trails down ivory tips Trading essence between souls A bite A ***** A flush A drip Color drains from soft warm cheeks Away from frost peels rosy lips. Now what shall you barter? With darkness caging your soul, How will you sell it? When the need is high & your spirit is low, Another dance with the demon While your candle still glows?

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Where are You? What is it like to stare at the soul through the burning eyes of one you love How does it feel to have reciprocated a need, a need that burns so deep inside What sound makes the words that channel your thoughts in one direction only And who chains the heart for the one and only, and only the one that brings you light How does a smile lift your day like a summer sunrise can't And how does a giggle that rankles another bring so much joy to your ears What does it take for someone else to want to help and share my tears Who is she that sees me broken and spent and scratching my way But still dips a shoulder and gives me an ear willing to share my days Why do I want this and need this and see this everywhere I look But still only a single set of prints that line the path to my back And everywhere, other people happy, no matter where I look...

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Jun 16, 2013

Jun 16, 2013 at 6:34 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

No Matter Where I look

Where are You? What is it like to stare at the soul through the burning eyes of one you love How does it feel to have reciprocated a need, a need that burns so deep inside What sound makes the words that channel your thoughts in one direction only And who chains the heart for the one and only, and only the one that brings you light How does a smile lift your day like a summer sunrise can't And how does a giggle that rankles another bring so much joy to your ears What does it take for someone else to want to help and share my tears Who is she that sees me broken and spent and scratching my way But still dips a shoulder and gives me an ear willing to share my days Why do I want this and need this and see this everywhere I look But still only a single set of prints that line the path to my back And everywhere, other people happy, no matter where I look...

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She was here the first in body with friend come to meet me and introduce me as friend next she was here in soul dug in and already caught come again to meet me, me dug in and already caught next she was here in person beset and ready to steal my kiss waiting the right moment till the other was ready to see my kiss Next she was here in heart, my heart, ready to claim it her own throwing daggers at his heart, ensuring his will beat alone Now she is here in my head, swimming and pushing all aside swimming in my head and pushing it all aside including him I think we were once friends.

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Mar 20, 2013

Mar 20, 2013 at 5:51 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

The First She Was Here.

She was here the first in body with friend come to meet me and introduce me as friend next she was here in soul dug in and already caught come again to meet me, me dug in and already caught next she was here in person beset and ready to steal my kiss waiting the right moment till the other was ready to see my kiss Next she was here in heart, my heart, ready to claim it her own throwing daggers at his heart, ensuring his will beat alone Now she is here in my head, swimming and pushing all aside swimming in my head and pushing it all aside including him I think we were once friends.

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In the end I begin to see it was always me It was me, it was me & I can plainly see It was always me At the start I thought it was you I saw Clearing a path for me to cross I thought it was me clearing the day Making more room for you to get in my way I assumed it was you who opened the door To take out the trash While I brought in more But it was me I knew from the very start At the end of it all who abandoned your heart In the end I begin to see it was always me It was me, it was me It was always me Before it was said it was you I thought That laid down the rules and said don’t break my heart But now I see it was me who laid them all down And broke it a lot At first it was you who showed me the truth But somehow I knew.... I always knew How you just make things work The way you always do. It was you, it was you It was always you...

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Dec 21, 2012

Dec 21, 2012 at 6:09 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

It was Always you...

In the end I begin to see it was always me It was me, it was me & I can plainly see It was always me At the start I thought it was you I saw Clearing a path for me to cross I thought it was me clearing the day Making more room for you to get in my way I assumed it was you who opened the door To take out the trash While I brought in more But it was me I knew from the very start At the end of it all who abandoned your heart In the end I begin to see it was always me It was me, it was me It was always me Before it was said it was you I thought That laid down the rules and said don’t break my heart But now I see it was me who laid them all down And broke it a lot At first it was you who showed me the truth But somehow I knew.... I always knew How you just make things work The way you always do. It was you, it was you It was always you...

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So what is it that brings you to my words... To stack them and pluck them into your life like little bricks To grind them and hold them and mold them until they work for you What is it that I say that you need to hear... To extrapolate my intent and humanize your fear Why should it be me whom lay naked my soul... So you can clothe bareness in your life and once again feel whole. Why must I eviscerate experience and gut my past... So you’ll have meaning in yours and love that might last Why must I shake and tremble and grind my teeth... And shed tears over someone I’m still waiting to meet Why can’t I now lean upon you... And hide behind your walls and bury my truth And will you be there when I can’t hold on... And I need someone else’s words to help me along

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Dec 16, 2012

Dec 16, 2012 at 7:01 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

My Words

So what is it that brings you to my words... To stack them and pluck them into your life like little bricks To grind them and hold them and mold them until they work for you What is it that I say that you need to hear... To extrapolate my intent and humanize your fear Why should it be me whom lay naked my soul... So you can clothe bareness in your life and once again feel whole. Why must I eviscerate experience and gut my past... So you’ll have meaning in yours and love that might last Why must I shake and tremble and grind my teeth... And shed tears over someone I’m still waiting to meet Why can’t I now lean upon you... And hide behind your walls and bury my truth And will you be there when I can’t hold on... And I need someone else’s words to help me along

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I am here Encased in flesh and pain A temporal Beacon that bares my name The past, the future, the here and the now Like a kiss blown from a lovers lips Or the wind that blows the autumn leaves around It matters not It’s all the same I began but will not end Like my mind that dreams My soul that speaks My heart that loves will love again. I am here Trapped for now in bone and blood But soon my time will come And my wings will set me free Releasing me from human bonds To live how, And where, And when I want And let the real me shine. I’ll leave behind The Pain, the tears The debilitating fears The insecurities that paralyze The jealousy that never dies I’ll leave it all behind And take with me the one thing The only thing I ever needed A memory

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Nov 17, 2012

Nov 17, 2012 at 6:15 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

I am Here

I am here Encased in flesh and pain A temporal Beacon that bares my name The past, the future, the here and the now Like a kiss blown from a lovers lips Or the wind that blows the autumn leaves around It matters not It’s all the same I began but will not end Like my mind that dreams My soul that speaks My heart that loves will love again. I am here Trapped for now in bone and blood But soon my time will come And my wings will set me free Releasing me from human bonds To live how, And where, And when I want And let the real me shine. I’ll leave behind The Pain, the tears The debilitating fears The insecurities that paralyze The jealousy that never dies I’ll leave it all behind And take with me the one thing The only thing I ever needed A memory

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If love were a poem I could change the rules I could write the person, the place, the excuse I could set the expectations and lower the bar I could ease the pain of the wounded heart If love were a poem I could open the door I could even the odds for the lonely and the poor I could show the way for the wayward lost I could build a bridge for souls to cross If love were a poem I could have it myself I could understand it like everyone else I could make it through the blackest of days I could open my eyes and chase the demons away If love were a poem Then maybe I’d know.

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Nov 6, 2012

Nov 6, 2012 at 6:57 AM UTC

joshua-r-laird

If Love Were a Poem

If love were a poem I could change the rules I could write the person, the place, the excuse I could set the expectations and lower the bar I could ease the pain of the wounded heart If love were a poem I could open the door I could even the odds for the lonely and the poor I could show the way for the wayward lost I could build a bridge for souls to cross If love were a poem I could have it myself I could understand it like everyone else I could make it through the blackest of days I could open my eyes and chase the demons away If love were a poem Then maybe I’d know.

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