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Nov 2021 · 530
I wish
MrJaM Nov 2021
I wish
I have the craftsmanship of Shakespeare
to draft my words that you’d hear
and my feelings towards you my dear
so they sound like a page out of poetry
then swerve you into the hands of me

I wish
I have the baritone of Bob Dylan
to shout my words to a beautiful tune
and my feelings to woo my woman
so they catch your heart like a retro hit
then your love, it shines for me bright


I wish
I have the vision of Michelangelo
to draw my words that I dearly hold
and my feelings in red green and blue
so they amuse you like a little child
then your love, it grows for me wild

I wish you’re mine
I wish it all the time
I wish you’re in my sight
I wish you hold me tight

I wish.......
Jun 2021 · 382
End of life
MrJaM Jun 2021
I open my eyes
And I see darkness
The darkness of the world
in its shadows
where the sins are hidden
and only whispered about
The sins of the victors
grinning widely
as they share the spoils
of the dusted cities
and build walls and camps
to bury their atrocities
And they feel just fine
robbing the naive and the poor

I open my eyes
And I see darkness
The darkness of the world
deep and shallow
where the feelings are forbidden
seldom they be abound
The feelings of loneliness and despair
even with people around
as I wander places many
filled with faces so empty
The places I’m ignored
to question my own existence
The faces may light up
in my perennial absence

I open my eyes
And I see darkness
the darkness of the soul
which was never loved
when just to be becomes a burden
on the fragile heart
that beats fairly off rhythm
and barely surviving
Sometimes the beat goes fast
An urge to end it all
All that is this heaviness
living rentfree in my heart
Sometimes ending it all is to grant
peace to the parched soul
to grant freedom from this world
slowly running out of love
Running out of hope and joy
To this world I wish I never come back

I close my eyes
And I see the darkness
slowly fading away by the light
at the end of this torturous tunnel
patiently waiting for the kiss of death
As I feel the life escaping
numbingly through my veins
A sense of relief hovers over
my heart, it can finally rest
No more sadness
No more pain
No more agonising over the times
spent in vain
The light brings a sense of calmness
As I close my eyes one last time
One last gust of breath
And there I lay
where I belong
In the comforting arms of death
I have witnessed a dear friend's suicide and I didn't know how to react, I still don't know. This is something I think how they felt before they ceased to exist. My mind is afloat.
Dec 2020 · 66
Cartoon lives
MrJaM Dec 2020
This world is a telecast live
In here we are all cartoons alive
Feb 2020 · 143
Freedom to Bluebird
MrJaM Feb 2020
Hey Mr Hank
An artist of highest rank

I felt bad
For my little blue bird

So I let her out
I couldn’t keep her quiet
anymore
Oh the times she humbly cried
Every time I ever tried

Her darkness receded
My guilt, for her light, we traded

As she leapt with her wings spread wide
I took a deep breath, turned to her and said

‘Fly through the winds and the bends
Soak in the countless nature’s trends
Sing till your throat feels dry
Test yourself how far can you fly’

‘There is not a cloud you can’t reach
All the silver linings they preach
of the failures and what they teach
That one more time, we all must try
Test yourself how far can you really fly’

‘It is not a victory waiting to be secured
and boast and claim all the miles you conquered
It is to challenge yourself all the way
to embrace the freedom everyday
And remember when I say
Test yourself how far can you fly
How far can you really fly away’
A response to Mr. Charles Bukowski's bluebird poem
May 2018 · 141
The Abandoned Mirror
MrJaM May 2018
Me, A mirror
I'm a mirror
People say I'm pure
My thoughts, always clear
I show the world what's out there
Never hid a feeling from the ones I like to the ones I fear
Then I got hit, by a stone or a spear
I didn't see, was busy reflecting a liar
My heart is brittle, I broke a little - my way of shedding a tear
Now I'm being thrown away like a dried up flower
Don't leave me please, I need you now more than ever
I look around, I see more and more
abandoned souls without a smile or a cheer.

Welcome to my dark world
With unrequited love,
An abandoned mirror.
I saw many faces of mine reflected from scattered pieces of a broken mirror on the road and it spoke to me
Apr 2017 · 184
Know yourself
MrJaM Apr 2017
Everyone in this hole
has two different souls
One over there
another right here

One for the confused
Another for the known
One for the amused
Another with a frown

They never meet
Be it day or night
Fight! One shouts at you
Think! Another winks at you

They keep running apart
For your whole life
To keep them close and tight
is to know yourself
Aug 2016 · 321
A muse, amuse
MrJaM Aug 2016
The poet softly cries
as his words go up in flames
He's got a thousand blames
But his search for a muse goes on

He let the ashes
absorb his tears
until his soul is dry and empty
Just the way he wanted it to be
For only his muse can make him happy
Aug 2016 · 190
Spread The Love
MrJaM Aug 2016
An honest set of eyes
A soothing set of words
A warm touch on shoulders
Make us such a great force

All I see and share
All you give and care
Laughs and crys on this earth
Make us new life, new birth

Last time I was known
Was the time I was born
Little girls said their prayers
Little boy shed his happy tears

In you I'm born again
With you I'm in heaven's rain
Together let's spread our love
Through this adventurous new life
Nov 2015 · 182
God's child
MrJaM Nov 2015
I am a God’s child
born into this jungle wild
with no name no fame
everything is just the same

Insane childhood
with all love and smiles
growing up I realize
that it’s all just lies

Asked The Father
why it is lame
Said he’d rather
take the blame

All the lies will end
the day we’re put in the ground
back into this jungle wild
with no name no fame
everything is just the same
Aug 2015 · 365
The first demon
MrJaM Aug 2015
the first demon
man has ever seen
is the shadow of his own
on the night without the moon

greater than his soul
conquering his mind
aided by a weapon -
*fear of his own
Aug 2015 · 1.2k
Businessman
MrJaM Aug 2015
Endless world
Inside my mind
Countless words
I can produce

I mean no harm
But I do sometimes
When I do the other
Then I'm called the wrong

I'm told this world
Is my playground
I way myself so neat
Yet I play to cheat
'Everything is fair,
In love and war'
The words I share
On running air
No love and no war
So I play unfair

Infinite connections
No real affections
I'm the businessman
In this busy world
Jun 2015 · 546
New born baby
MrJaM Jun 2015
Deep inside a sea
where he rolled on rocks
in the softest heart
of the mother earth

Dark is the silence
before he sees the truth
with voice of angels' own

Sweetest of voices speak
There he finds himself
dancing with them
his first baby smiles
and the world smiles with him
I saw a toddler smiling and it was beautiful, it felt like the truth
Jun 2015 · 336
You and I
MrJaM Jun 2015
You and I are
Two distant stars
Separated by
Vastness of bright sky

You and I are
Two distinct stars
Decorated by
Darkness of night sky

My love has made
Lightyears of travel
Hope it doesn't fade
On reaching you there

A day will come
Shooting star I become
And set my flight
To land in your heart

You and I will be
Two smiling stars
Shining together
In fusion of love
Jun 2015 · 249
Untitled
MrJaM Jun 2015
All faces die
All hearts break
Don't cry
O lovely child

Dead or alive
Keep the soul
Always on fire
Let go of this
Feel and fear
Jun 2015 · 267
Untitled
MrJaM Jun 2015
what is right?
what is wrong?
who is to say
when the world is yours

what is large?
what is small?
It's all the same
says whisky in my glass

who is good?
who is bad?
who the f8ck
are you to judge?

how am I?
how are you?
say "hello" to
our f8cked up lives
Jun 2015 · 272
The girl never speaks
MrJaM Jun 2015
Sometimes I hear voices inside
always feel real and always alive
Sometimes they are just noises aloud
and those **** me from inside out
Jun 2015 · 538
Paper face
MrJaM Jun 2015
This face is a paper
white bright and empty
You painted a cipher
of joyous summer
And off you disappear
like the roadrunner
leaving me dizzy
and confused in wakes
of your love smokes

I look in mirror
at this cipher
keen as a gaper
been on a popper
And I wonder
if I can ever
get all of it together

— The End —