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374 · Aug 2018
Apologetically Naked
Jordan Ray Aug 2018
I'm sweaty and flustered.
I can't control the panic in my palms.
Without you, I'm stuck in a constant push and pull with myself.
I try to forget but smells and places just remind me once again.
Imagine if you felt the same. Just a silly image I'm constantly clinging to.
I know you've forgotten and moved on. I wish you could know.
I've grown, learned and experienced my own truths.
We could be the image on silver screens.
But my screen is transparent as your words left me so.
Apologetically Naked.
I am Sollestomolecularlyutensilsilistrilyatomicallygigamomentously Sorry.
371 · Jan 2019
Im that kind of person
Jordan Ray Jan 2019
I'm not sure what kind of person would prefer broken bones to a broken heart but im that kind of person.
363 · May 2018
I talk to your ghost
Jordan Ray May 2018
I talk to your ghost, even though you're not dead;
Because you're never really there.

I lay on your pillow, but I still feel alone;
Because you're never really there.
362 · Aug 2018
On Our Time
Jordan Ray Aug 2018
Love, I've been missing you,
On our time, I've been gripping to,
Underlined, by the things you do,
I'm inside out.
Sometimes, I tell myself I should just let go,
Amplified, by every single one I know.
"She's just another girl"
361 · Nov 2018
Stay
Jordan Ray Nov 2018
What words do you hear when I speak?
And what words have you rendered weak?
What will you do, when the truth, leaves my lips?
Will you stay?

Thunder and lightning,
We were running and hiding,
Redemption is bitter,
When we were lovers in glitter.

What lies have you heard since I left?
And what lies have you spread yourself?
What will you do, when the truth, comes to bite you?
Will you stay?

No more thunder and lightning,
No more running and hiding,
The day is turning grey,
Darling will you stay?
360 · Mar 2019
Clemency
Jordan Ray Mar 2019
I'd bleed my heart out on your floor
Strip down 'till I'm just bare bones
You can throw me in the fire
Atleast I'd get to feel your touch again

I'd lay my soul out for your eyes
To see the bruises I feel inside
You can turn and just ignore it all
Atleast I'd get to see your eyes again

I'd take a massive leap of faith
Fall down to the love I crave
You can let me hit the floor
Atleast I'd get to see your face again

I'd give it all to you, my last breath, just to call your name
I'd lose it all for you, lose my mind, just to feel your touch
345 · Apr 2019
Silver Screen Love
Jordan Ray Apr 2019
No silver screen quotation will show the caveat of love.
It's wrapped in idealism and wishful thinking.
The atmosphere fills with melancholy from the dark side of a heart.
I don't want love and it's pledge; to hold me forever.
I want to couple on the deepest level of my soul.
331 · Feb 2018
Talk
Jordan Ray Feb 2018
Don't you dare give me the cold shoulder, because I've told you, I don't like it when you hold it all in.
Information's my key, so don't keep it from me, cause honestly, I want to know what's in your head.
And are you aching, constantly breaking, faking, and I don't know what I'm supposed to believe.
The truth is in your eyes, I don't want to see you cry, simply lies to cover up your privacy.

But baby don't you wish that we....

Could talk.
317 · Aug 2017
Caught in your own
Jordan Ray Aug 2017
Time; at the console of our universe.
Using it's lumberjack hands to fiddle the buttons.
Using it's musk to scare away any potential.
For once it succeeds, it's vice like grip only tightens.
Spiders caught in their own web, left to ponder at the injustice.
Crying at a wrong doing has the same affect as smiling.
Only it doesn't. For the smile brings upon chance.
When the harsh reality snaps at your fingers,
Realising that any broken mind can imprint on its own behaviour.
At that moment, street lights brighten,
The spider gains footing.
The Man of time becomes the woman of life.
More gentle, more forgiving.
This is a poem I created after being inspired by some of Philip Larkins poetry. I found that he was always focussing on the negatives. I created the portrait of how basic life is. And how time is what controls us. But then by the end I've swayed my own mind into seeing that this shouldn't be seen as a negative. We should instead cherish the time and make the most of it. It's then that we find true happiness and that time becomes an asset and a friend.
314 · Jan 2018
Rain on my window
Jordan Ray Jan 2018
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?
If you Have, then you'll know that the delicate pitter patter of rain on the window doesn't make you feel as secure as you once thought.
304 · Nov 2017
Just words
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
"I'm Sorry"

Language is useless without a tongue to perform the action.
Words mean nothing unless they're backed up with an action.
296 · Nov 2017
Dancing in the dark
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
I don't want to grow up.
Sometimes I feel like I don't show up.
I know that time is healing me.
My cuts and bruises I still feel.

I feel like I'm loosing touch.
Maybe romance has become too much.
When the lights shine on me.
My cuts and bruises I still see.

Dancing in the dark.
Having our heart to heart.
With the fire in the distance.
Burning our love into existence;

And my troubles away.
Jordan Ray Sep 2018
I actually care for you, more than I care for myself.
Whatever the cost, even if I lose out, I want you to be your happiest.

You deserve the sun, the moon and all of the stars.
If I'm not the one to give you those things, then that's where I stand.

When tears fall from your cheeks, they also fall from mine.
And when those blue crystal eyes shine, they make me smile.

I actually care for you, more than I care for myself.
285 · Feb 2020
Maybe
Jordan Ray Feb 2020
Maybe if we put our broken hearts together, we could make a full one.
270 · Aug 2018
Never Synchronized
Jordan Ray Aug 2018
My tongue continues to talk, even when my heart has become silent.
My eyes stay open, even when my sight has blurred.
My embrace remains warm, even when my skin is cold.
My body commits, even when my mind has left.

Your tongue is silent, even when your heart continues to talk.
Your eyes close, even when your sight has cleared.
Your embrace turns cold, even when your skin is warm.
Your body turns and leaves, even when your mind wants to stay.

We were never synchronized swimmers in the deep end.
We were simply beginners in the shallow.
Jordan Ray Apr 2018
Don't add my imperfections to the war that you're waging.
Playing with fire will burn us both.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Instead of walking in holes already made by my demeanor.

Acting innocent will get you killed.
Stabbed by the truth and buried with your lies.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Denial can be powerful but leave you powerless in the end.

If you want the war to end.
Stop feeding the hungry media.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Stop spreading your re-used propaganda.

Trying to turn the world against me.
But the world is round.
I'll have them chase me all the way around.
And lead them straight back at your feet.
247 · Nov 2017
Cloud
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
A cloud is inspirational.
It represents the human race without trying to.
Clouds like people can't stay stuck in the same place.
People live and they move on.
232 · Nov 2017
Open those curtains
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
With the curtains closed, the demon lurks behind me.
I can feel its heavy breathing, separating the air to reach my neck.
My hands tremble, sweat dripping down my cheek.
Or maybe a tear? It's hard to tell when your mind is elsewhere.
I focus on the shadowy figure lurking behind me,
I feel as though it's getting closer and closer with every second.
I hold my ground until my legs begin to cave,
I lurch myself forward and draw the curtains.
I turn around quickly, but there's nothing there.
If you focus on a bad thought or feeling, it only grows stronger. You start to feel worse. But if you forget it, and let it go, you realise that it was all in your head.
228 · May 2018
It's not your fault.
Jordan Ray May 2018
Another sleepless night in front of me,
Another empty show of sympathy,
I remember when the stars shun so brightly,
Now an empty glass of memories,

My love, I've been looking, for something to blame this on.
But I'm conflicted;

Do I blame my heart, my soul, or the world for what you did.
Do I blame my love, blame it on us, or the world for what you did.
When you've lost yourself in the relationship. Who do you blame?
218 · May 7
Read your mind
Jordan Ray May 7
Would it make life easier, if I could read your mind?
Or would I fall down, beaten by the things I'd find?
Crawling memories and secrets behind wooden doors.
Locked away for good reasons, I'm sure.
I don't want to read your mind. Just talk to me.
Jordan Ray Mar 2018
My head is so unstable I feel like it's falling apart,
This love feels like a fable and I'm just playing my part,
I need some time, I need some space to think this through.
I need some time, I need some space to love you.

My heart is so unfaithful I feel like I'm letting you down,
This hope can't last forever maybe I'm making this hard,
I need some time, I need some space to think this through.
I need some time, I need some space to love you.

This isn't the dream I kept beside my bed,
This isn't the love I played inside my head,
This isn't the hand I should hold, when it's dark and it's cold
And I'm alone, I'm so alone.
We are only human.
Jordan Ray Mar 2018
We walk together, through the broken nights
Come out in different streets, under different lights
I'm all for loving, let the love ignite
What do we do when the candle stops burning bright?

Do we let go or do we hold on, my love.
Do we give up or stick to this love, my friend.
See the tears in my eyes, as I turn to stone.
What do we do when the candle stops burning bright?
190 · May 2018
Stalling.
Jordan Ray May 2018
You think you're so clever, Because nobody has ever, Shut you down.

But I can see through this smoke, you think I didn't notice your,
Eyes turn away.

The lights are always shinning, revealing where you're hiding. There's no escape.

Lost in the tyrants, I'm just speaking my mind but, You threw me away.
134 · May 7
Jilted Romeo & Juliet
Jordan Ray May 7
Juliet woke with a hollowed chest,
Pale as moonlight, robbed of rest.
Her tears still warmed the empty bed,
No whispered words, no hand to wed.

Romeo stirred with a rising grin,
The morning air a breath of sin.
Freedom jingled in his coat,
Dreams half-truths that barely float.

They were too young, hearts unbound,
Jilted lovers in a jilted town.
What a shame, for he's wiser now—
But she is gone, she won’t come down.

Juliet rose with fire anew,
Shaking off the ghost she knew.
She walked alone beneath the sky,
Found hope within a stranger's eye.

Romeo woke with aching head,
The lies he told now softly bled.
He saw through passion, raw and stark—
Chased fool’s gold that missed the mark.

They were too young, hearts unbound,
Jilted lovers in a jilted town.
What a shame, for he's older now—
But she moved on, and broke their vow.

They were too young, they couldn’t stay,
Two broken hearts that lost their way.
In this town of sighs and longing frowns,
Jilted love still haunts the grounds.
132 · May 7
Almost Forgotten
Jordan Ray May 7
I’ve almost forgotten
the colour of your eyes,
but I’m still over here.
Though I’ve crumbled into pieces
more than once,
I’m still over here, darling —
please,
reach out to me again.

I’ve almost forgotten
the way your laughter used to sound.
Still, I’m over here —
barely whole,
but waiting,
willing,
if you’d reach out to me again.

I’ve almost forgotten
the colour of your eyes,
but I’m still over here.
Though I’ve crumbled into pieces
more than once,
I’m still over here, darling —
please,
reach out to me again.
115 · May 28
A Beautiful View
Jordan Ray May 28
You looked so peaceful in your sleep,
When your dreams were the closest they’ll ever be.
Your fingers only grazed the seams
Of a world filled with endless possibility.

The birds still sing, the rivers still flow-
It seems that nothing stops for no one around here.
Your favourite flower sits on the sill;
It knows, somehow, that the sun is due, at any old time.

Although you left so many of us behind,
You left us with a view and it's a beautiful view.
But it would be better shared, with you.
Nevertheless, it's a beautiful view.

I'll meet you when I close my eyes.
You're not so clear there, but it's the closest that I can be.
I look for answers in the sky,
To questions that burn in the front row of my mind.

The sun still shines, the stars still glow-
It seems that nothing stops for no one, anywhere.
I play your favourite song on repeat;
I can almost hear you singing along, for old times’ sake.

Although you left so many of us behind,
You left us with a view and it's a beautiful view.
But it would be better shared, with you.
Nevertheless, it's a beautiful view.
This poem is a quiet reflection on loss, memory, and the way the world continues moving even after someone we love has gone. It speaks to the beauty left behind, the ache of absence, and the fragile comfort found in dreams, music, and the natural world. Though grief lingers, so does the view—and it's still beautiful, even if seen alone.
0 · Jun 27
Sorry
Jordan Ray Jun 27
When you're cold
Am I wrong
For hoping he keeps his jacket on

When you're sad
Am I shallow
For wishing he'd leave you to wallow

When you're tired
Is it spiteful
To hope that he pushes your dreams away

When you feel safe
How wrong am I
To hope that you'd catch someone else in his eye

When you speak
Am I so bad
For wishing he'd turn all your words into ash

When you go to bed
Would it sting
To hope that he can't make you feel a thing

I hope he lies, I hope he cheats
I hope he stumbles when he speaks
I know it's wrong to wish you pain
But sin keeps leaking from my brain

I'm sorry that I'm not sorry
For praying that you drift apart
Because I'm selfish, I'm so selfish
But I need you in my arms

I can't stand to let him make
You feel so loved and feel so safe
I hope that karma stays away
Because I've got nothing good to say

I'm sorry that I'm not sorry
For hoping that you drift apart

— The End —