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 Jan 2016 Ezra the Poet
Sarah Oh
The days are getting shorter
The nights are getting longer
Time to rest my heart a little
Onward to the next chapter, my dear
Seems like
I'm stuck
Between
Insanity
And
         My
                         Last
                                              *Breath
And i'm a dreamer,
my reality is a schemer
take a look through my brain
you'll see insanity is what keeps me sane.
I drown in feelings that i can't explain,
stumble upon people who wouldn't feel the same.
I ponder the question of why it wouldn't change.
Doubt myself? yes, all the time.
For something so beautiful to believe could ever be mine.
So much to confess, to set off the stress can't seem to say a word and don't wanna be depressed.
Kinda like a gravitational force, you hold me down
When in silence I still hear your enchanting sound.
I try to keep my distance
but what if ill actually have a chance.
wait, i kid myself too much
someone like me; would never be enough.
I'm sorry I'm not her,
I won't try to ****** you to get your attention
Let me earn your time, show you i care.
A one time thing is not in my intention.
All those little things about you
I wanna be able to see it all through.
Crazy, maybe Ive been lately
I don't know you yet, but you could be the missing part of me.
If you don't want me to, ill let you be.
Tell me i'm in over my head
But i know your fragile heart has been misled.
Your mesmerising eyes have had enough tears shed.
i'm sorry for hiding behind poetry,
it's the only way to tell you my story.
You're probably caught up on someone else
and your friends don't think my feelings make sense.
It shouldn't take so long when you're sure
I wanna get to know you, that's all I'm asking for.
We never know what lurks beneath the sea
and just like the sea you're a mystery
there's more to you than what they see
a smile to cover up the missing pieces.
You deserve the time and effort
someone to give you shelter and comfort.
maybe you want to leave it all behind
the pain, the lies, and the things that messed up your mind.
I don't know all of you but it wasn't hard to know you're one of a kind.
i'm not coming off too strong,
please don't get me wrong
i just had to get it out of my chest
before it devours my very last breath.
 Jan 2016 Ezra the Poet
Tab
Being with you was like eating sunshine
I was full
I was happy
I was warm
i have no idea
when it started
but
i've been building
for a while now
year on year
brick on brick
everything sacred
                    fragile
safe and protected
behind the fortress walls

a citadel
for the pure
             the honest
                    the real
locked away
hidden
from the risk takers
and the hurtful

safe inside
surely...

realising too late
all i will ever see
is
brick
on
brick
while the beautiful
and miraculous
pass by
out of reach
like a horse
at the end of a whip
i keep circling
answering
each and every
beckoning call
with a smile
held in place by stilts

they have ears
that don't hear
and eyes
that won't see
and
they'll never truly know

i fear i'll never tell them
Night #1
Around the dinner table crickets directed a noiseless choir
It's all full of emotion
But I don't know how to
Define a face full of
earthquake expressions
When the stars play guitar
with three broken strings
it sounds like musical genius,
and the grass is waving to it.

"Dude, the moon's coming out now,"
I hear from the crowd.
The autumn brown leaf outside the window
turns green in amazement
And then it swallows the sky whole.

Night #2
I don't even feel my drunkness, I just feel the
highness and euphoria.
I wonder who sees Orion with me tonight.
The triple XXXs behind the drummer and
ringing tambourines scream with
guitar picks and microphones
and I think I know this euphoria is more
powerful than the whisky in my right hand.
I'm the king of upside down guitars that read
"DEATHBOT," and the "B" is backwards
and I don't give a ****.

Night #3
Arnold Palmer and coconut juice
A pair of glasses and a sight that's obtuse
I don't need to see straight
like a wave in the ocean that capsizes at night
And I roll up a joint that is beyond precise.
This is a series of three poems all written on Saturday nights in the presence of some great friends and vibes. The first one was done on a Saturday night in October, the second on a Saturday night in December, and the third on a Saturday night in January.
 Jan 2016 Ezra the Poet
Campbell
a drop in my vision, a field obscura
it's as clear as the shade of your mascara
seismic proximity and i'm growing limnic I
can't help but skim the shards I trimmed to
where I can't begin

she was with you in the tiles
my cheeks tore at your custom smiles
rascal rolling among the red and the black I
know there's a reason Lib pinned you down
what whisker sensed your gold

never to infinity or to zero
but if it tends
the tenderness will never grow

when I felt of you the thousandth time
and kept me guessing in my rime
grab my lapels and make me ruby I
would be Faust for a hypocaust
please just let me in

I'm sure I will be ruined for a while
but in the end
my friend for you it's worth the miles
 Jan 2016 Ezra the Poet
DET
By:D.E.T

Goin' back from memory
I remember that I started to feel empty
When I saw a poster
Post D.E.T is a monster
All I did was blurt
A laugh although it hurt
Me, people tellin' me I'm a disaster
All I did was smile

Although that wasn't my style
But yeah, I smile

When everyone was gone
I sob the tears that I was holdin' on
From that day I knew that everyday
I had to pretend that I was okay
Even if it meant feelin' lonely deep inside
So, no one can see the pain
That I hide
Inside

Had to go through this everyday
But as I grew up I knew that was goin' to be the way
Cuz I'm used to being called a monster

Now that times passed by
My emotions are dry
So, go on call me a monster
Cuz I'm stronger
Tougher
Although they made me suffer

Come on put me on a cage
Where I find myself on the stage
Where I get call a monster
Now so, monster I have become
Onstage but I'mma gonna uncage
Myself
Put me on the cage
Write me a page
Tell the page that I am a monster

Now that time has fly by
Y'all stand aside
But y'all collide
Cuz I know karma
Is gonna come back and make pay for the drama
That caused people call me a monster

Yeah, moster I am my heart
Is now dark
Monster I am cuz y'all ******
My soul
Cuz y'all just wanted to ruin
My soul
But that only made you look cruel
Cuz y'all were nothing but

Don't need you to understand
So, you can stand
Where I land
Cuz I'm a monster like you said
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