With a loss
pain
will always come across.
I am not one to inflict
pain,
I see you have enough racing
through your veins.
With
pain
comes confusion
illusions.
One's mind
may find peace
in chaos.
Silence
of one's mind
may take off.
Leaves you
with reality
and pain
and everything else
from which you abstain.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
Nothing else said.
Wipe
your used
soles
as to
avoid imperfection.
Beaten
until acceptable
once again,
never attractive
to
a stranger's eye
though.
Just
wipe
their soles
and continue.
Reason unknown;
they bring
a new mat
home.
I guess that's just how it is.
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 5:29 AM UTC
You are the sun;
you brighten my world
even if the skies are grey.
You affect
so much more than
you can understand.
You are the sea;
you are beautiful
even with sharks
in the water.
You hold
so much mystery.
You are a tree;
you stand tall
when others give.
You create
inspire
without moving an inch.
You are human;
you can control
what others can't.
You're cryptic
a puzzle
I'd like to solve.
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 6:46 AM UTC
Let's go.
Public places
people
everyone.
"Hello,"
stranger says.
Seclusive
as I tend to be.
"You know,
gentle jaws
reside
inside me."
Below
my multitudinous mask
there is trust
in no one.
Oct 9, 2012
Oct 9, 2012 at 2:37 AM UTC
Comfy
cozy
secure
so sure.
Home is where the heart is
that's what they say
but
what if the heart runs astray?
It searches,
seeks,
always speaks.
Yells,
screams
but never tells
what it needs.
Writhes,
stuggles
mimes
mumbles.
Where do you want to be?
So difficult to heed,
strenuous to please.
Never content,
always argument.
Logic,
bliss,
they resent one another.
Will it ever be harmonious?
Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 12:11 AM UTC
The words you have preached
have been branded.
Make us ponder
learn.
And
as we look up
at you,
you don't realise
who we look up to.
Your spirit
has influenced ours
in ways unimaginable.
You are
what you have produced:
Respectful tots,
responsible minors,
rigid adults.
We spread your
inimitable wisdom,
so well-earned.
Forever in your debt,
forever you linger
forever appreciated
forever remembered.
Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 7:07 PM UTC
Pathetic
drooling
savage
fools.
Inflicting
such cruelty upon themselves.
The impact left,
undoubtedly deserved
like the smouldering
fire
that eats and chars.
The warmth is nice
comforting, easing
but with ******* beings
there is no pleasing.
Feed the fire..
watch it grow..
admire the glow..
beautiful blaze..
it's too large..
Ignorant,
negligent.
So destructive,
it wants to ravage.
Smothered in heat and passion.
Burning
while you sit and watch,
inadvertently.
Pleading
while you play along,
phlegmatically.
Look at the scenery,
isn't it marvellous?
The beast comes out,
you become arguous.
There's no more beauty
in the flame,
the burns and scars
have ruined its name.
Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 2:26 PM UTC
Mind,
stabbing at trauma,
so digusting.
But escape,
recognise the trauma of
the earth.
Given such devalued matter
to feed on
its whole existence,
yet
it always makes
something beautiful.
Blooming flowers,
lofty trees,
stormy mountains,
seven seas.
All the beauty in the world
created by
unappreciated benefactors.
Maybe
the repulsing brutes
that taunt me so
will grow into
something beautiful.
Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 3:27 AM UTC
The warmth
your grasp provides to
my hip.
Hair
scattered as vines
growing around one another.
Find your way
through.
Gentle lips landing
spreading passion
down through the delicate bone structure.
Finally
I feel again
your tender touch,
genuine sincerity.
Pure bliss
so secure.
Such a beauty it is,
the time spent
in your presence
bed
arms.
Immeasurable ardour.
Infinite euphoria.
Immense passion,
increasing exponentially.
Aug 29, 2012
Aug 29, 2012 at 5:31 AM UTC
You speak,
there's a fork in your tongue.
I placed it
as gruesomely as I could,
just as you did with knives
in my back.
Your words,
simple myths,
spewed it
so horribly.
Your words,
mediocre myths,
yet so credible.
They should be recorded,
passed down,
as you pass on;
down.
Hell beckons you.
You remove the fork
and I see your horns
how could you have hidden them before?
Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 9:51 PM UTC