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Do you ever get the feeling
Of great malaise
Right from birth
Feeling displaced
Of being born
At an ill time and place
Waiting only
For our place in the dirt
~                      Where have they gone
                When you wake in the morning
         Forgetting they are lost to me as i am lost
                   Only ghosts and memories
               Picking fragments from the sand
       Trying to remember who i might have been
                   I know there will be dreams
                  Even though they have gone
So this is me,
This is what I've become?
Of all the turning roads,
This is where I've come?
The Earth trembled
As the rabbits marched down
With strange twisted muskets
and fangs in their Cowles.
You can hear the cry’s of crows lost crowds
who have obviously sent them around
to hop one by one
to lead you into the cold lonely ground
Where you can only watch
As the works of man
Are razed to the ground
Odd mind
So much emphasis on time.
We spend our lives counting time.
Rolling wheels to the next road sign.
Yet we sometimes forget.
*That its all in our minds
So here i am again so tired but cant turn in,
The days are long the drinks are strong to spice lady evening,
As coolness comes with the fleeing sun,
And peeking out through misty clouds the moon is on the hill,
So the peace this simple ease precludes the coming storm,
A dancing leaf on lines laid deep the only proof of memory,
For whats not now has past somehow away into the evening,
At times we frown then turns arounds find peace within the being,
The stream where in it never ends,
So lets clasp tight and holding might survive the coming rapids,
Though things move swift ahead a cliff will cascade into the fall,
Gentle now got through somehow though pain and ache may linger,
Your tinder skin still brings a grin though years have passed around us,
And some friends drowned ill be happy with what we have now,
Though in my heart they'll always be,
Theres something special in you and me,
We float on and patiently find love within the water.
What is up with all the scammers on here,
Is this not a place for poetry,
Free thought.
The freedom to read poetry and writing,
And have yours read in turn.
So please all of you *******,
who are trying to **** other people,
Please stop,maybe try writing some poetry yourself,
It might help you realize that ******* people,
Just leaves everyone ******.
Thank you i hope you have an epiphany.
Ps. To the scammers that wont learn to respect others or at least stop trying to **** everyone....i hope you get cancer.
Sorry just had to rant keep getting messages from people trying to scam and its *******
Where i was I've never been and when I'm there its new to me,
A sea of sorrow i swam to be nowhere to go no place to flee,
And as i walked this empty road it seems the sides are made from bone,
Its all a river flowing patiently and there i am in the gentle stream,
As time move on it changes me but in my heart you'll always be,
The sun beats down await the sound of singing birds up in the leaves,
And where i go I've never been yet its still new until the end,
So hope tomorrow ill  find less sorrow and find the light that shines within,
That holy glow that in my soul will always hold,
And when my coil is old and grey and my light flees to everywhere,
All that is it will be ok come shining sun or winters grey,
There is a place ive always been and in your heart there is room for me,
Not for my gain but for the chance there is something of worth in me.
Beneath the lonely tree
In the barren field you see

Watch the summers light
As it gives over to night

There is a lonely star
That watches earth from afar


Disconnected through window pain

Inside looking out
Outside reflecting in

*See it to the end
Then start back
And begin again
We came from darkness
becoming light
faces tears and water
Water most of all
Our passing
Becoming light
It's fear
That makes strength
A weakness
From the corner... dark.
All yellowed teeth,
 leering eye.
A thing designed..
to steal your mind,
And break it all to shards.
Then take what once was you,
and feast upon your pieces.
~                                    A doom lies to the east
                                       See the infernal lights
                                       Ride with the sun rise
                               The monsters are multiplying
                               Monsters in the hearts of men
                       As kindness dies and grace is forgotten
              There are other worlds only choice that separates
           A thin veil that keeps the horror between the worlds
                               Every dream and night terror
                         merely glimpses through the mirror
                      To grimace in seeing it grin back at you
                             Knowing that they are coming
                                            And with them
                                      The dying of the light
There was beauty in the morning with the light trickling through the windows.
Despite the faded paint and amidst the splintered wood,
the weary soul of an old forgotten home.
Lonely on the lee side; in the mountains shadow.
As my eyes touched its grains,
There was a lonely splendor to it.
Though it loved what it had been,
It could find contentment
in slowly
returning
to the earth
I was lost in my mind.
I saw you from on high.
I was bound by your eyes.
And in that moment,
I realized.
I'm so ready for love.
So ready for it all.
So ready for us.
So ready for this.
So beautiful.
If time is a face on the water
and we are a ripple in the ocean
We kiss the earth
We swim in strange waters
We wash up on blood stained sheets
and with a wail we walk again
The creator wept
For what he had made
Tears of the desert
Crystalline expanse  
Opening our hidden eye
Darkness...
The dark that comes to all men
Encroaching on the edge of vision
It's time that I go out from here
don't fear I'll be a part of that dark
When it comes time for you to depart
Long roads
Lonely mountains
The wasteland stretches vast
Theres only death here
*In the tears of the desert
Broken years
And cold dreams
Its no wonder
This is me
They stand on lines
Made in earth
Their little lines
that follow them
Showing everyone
where they've been
An age of watching lines
The all seeing eye
that hangs within the sky
Watching day and night
As a billion lives go by
Waters embrace,
Sweet kiss,
Gentle caress,
Rain love over me.
We could be stars
We could be trees
We could be everything you wanted to be
We could fly high
We could dive low
We could be everywhere you want to go
We could be sweet
We could be sour
We could sit and watch the stars for hours
We could be large
We could be small
We could find the love that is laced in us all
We could stand tall
We could fall
We could kneel at our place in the wall
We could be one
We could be everything
We could have it all
We could grow old
We could die young
We could stay up
We could sleep in
We could wake up to find its all alright
End of the line, we had a good time, we danced we sung we sent our love to everyone, even though we are old and gray we still have memory's of summer days, and tears seep now echoing the fear, of last days of sweetness gone away buried before we layed, getting old seems rather cold what was given is taken away.
We had some times,
Didn't we.
We saw wonders,
And horrors.
We watched crystal sunrises,
And held hands as the evening devoured the sky.
We shared our lustful moments,
And in the silent times we shared our tears.
I don't know many things,
But i know this,
We danced.
Danced our whole lives long.
Even though where tired now,
We didn't stop until the end of the songs.
I remember how we danced.
if i take anything with me,
I will take our dance.
Smiling gone happily into the dark.
~                     A life goes out the window
                         Sans the shoot of course
                          Flying last few seconds
                           Last moments of glee
                 I saw my mom and my father too
                    My family that days have past
                                 There is me
                                sitting quietly
                      In the lull beside the brook
                Those where all the happiest days
                             Me my dog and i
                      Needed no one to get by
                      The smells where sweet
                           And colors bright
                              All the things
                            ill take with me
             Into that gentle sweet goodnight
                         The moments done
                           The time has run
          And now here comes my setting sun
I wish i was not so dark,
Not The skin but in my heart,
Its always a midnight hue,
And in my heart there is a part that waits,
I wait for you.
One of those days ,
Where nothing goes your way,
Lose your job,
Lost your dog ,
Then your car breaks down,
Well...****
Life is a pool
So deep we could drown
We are all diving in the ocean  
Holding our breath our whole life long
And when the time comes
As our lives are done
We finally surface
To see what may come
What do you do when it all falls down?
Do you pick up the pieces even if theres only ash around
Do you sit down to cry hoping soon you will die
Or do you try to leave the past behind
And standing hope that you will find
Another path
One more chance
Pick up
To stick up
And sit down
*To stone
If I should go one more kiss I would know
To linger on my skin
Like chill November wind
a shiver running down
reminds me even when you're not around
The remains of love left on my finger tips
~                                When i sleep
                                 I am the ocean
                                   I am the sea
              I am winter wind through dying leaves
                  I am a bird that dives in the breeze
                            I am her as she is me
                     So when the light is to bright
                Close your eyes and dream of night
                   I am a ball that bounces down
                     I am an old merry go round
                I am the grass thats growing slow
                     I am a man with an old soul
                     I am the gentle autumn rain
              I am the winter when the dying begins
                               So hold me close
                                But not for long
                       soon enough i will be gone
                               I am not the grave
                           You dug in the ground
                              I am in everything
                                I am all around
             So when you wake In the midnight dark
                     Do not cry i am in your heart
~                  Where is my fair love
                   Who filled me with joy
                  And fed me her beauty
               Kept me well with her love
                    With eyes so green
              As the pool in the meadow
         So deep i could fall in and drown
   Yet death with her would not be so sorry
       Wrapped inside her warm embrace
       Better than living a thousand years
             And never seeing her face
   But not long ago her tree began to wither
               A darkness grew inside
              Pulling her love and light
        Leaving her withered and dying
     And when she passed her final wish
       Was to be buried in our meadow
            I can see from my window
             The land where she lays
     I planted a willow instead of a stone
                  And on it i carved
        "Lay me in meadows of green
                 Under skies of blue
                 Don't weep to long
             For ill always be with you"
      Her life was in trees and meadows
          Her life was of love and beauty
                I know she waits for me
               Where the water is sweet
             Where there air is of crystal
       At the end of the path we will meet
    Hand in hand we will walk into the dark
~                           **** shot shoot first
                              Preemptive strike
                           Ends before beginning
                              for he who hits first
                                    Laughs last
In the trees weaved through with breeze,
From dusty window watching ,
Last winters wind came blowing in,
And tears did streak the window,
Lightning rends the sky then mends atop the misty mountain,
As rain falls down and hits the ground feeding the desert carpet,
The spring has come the beauty stuns the light glints off the window,
Though i have gone ill still watch on as blooms across the meadow.
What can be read?
Without the reading.
Seen without the seeing.
Felt without the being.
Gone before the morning.
Lost long after mourning.
There is no right move,
No path to take,
To get away from the cell I've made,
I count my life in breaths until the moment of my death,
But until that comes all that is to be done,
Is to search for light inside my soul,
Ill strike a match to ignite the fire ,
That will burn inside my soul,
And in the glow i may finally know what ticks inside of me,
Goodnight to sorrow perhaps tomorrow will fill with joy,
There may be a place for me inside this soul,
I want it not for what i might receive,
But for something of worth i have to offer.
I have lost the sound.
Deep within the winter ground.
All have passed with the autumn,
Laid under cold stones.
The marks for memory,
So from time to time,
We can stop and say hi.
Its sad really,
That i only hear it here.
With your passing the tune went still.
Now i sit alone on the hill,
Where we watched stars,
Reflected back in your eyes.
And when the weight of life's to much,
And I'm feeling out of touch.
I can close my eyes,
And sit in stones.
Feel you near me not alone,
So when im feeling down,
Ill calm myself with your sound.

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