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Strangers marvel as they pass
At the fire that never leaves
Yet barely any stop to look
Or rest their aching knees.

The furnace which you left alight
Still rages without witness;
A thousand feigned attempts to douse,
It burns on without forgiveness.

The fire burns brighter still
Flames cracking the furnace
Yet the fuel which burns brightest
Is often the easiest missed.

The fire rages, crackles, hisses
No moisture left to soften,
In the nighttime as well as day
The fire sits forgotten.

Another sits, hands outstretched
Loosening their furrowed brow
They smile, stand and turn around
Then wonder back into the cold.

The fire leaps our, barely contained
Destined to grow stronger
Where others burn themselves to sleep
The furnace melts instead.
‘One may have a blazing heart in one’s soul and yet no one ever came to sit by it. Passers-by only see a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way’

Vincent Van Gogh
What does it take to feel alive?

The hug of a mother? The pull of a trigger? A new high to desire?

The social networking of this world has lost its true form and art. The mouth is not for lying rather for cleansing.

Honesty is a form of quenching.

You'll never lose the people and things that truly matter, those are the artifacts and tools to feel alive. Life itself.
A rapid beating heart that stands next to you always,
I find myself atop this life intertwined between these melodic days.

Fight and quarrel about is the normality of human nature,
for it's those that can heal the wounds through love and pure conversation who should sign the everlasting legislature.

Love is a fickle sport of chance it seems,
cheers and jeers from the moonlit love we all yearn for in our dreams.

I'm emotionally tearing at the seams as I am done with these schemes,
no more joining of the socially pressured regimes.

Your love is all I need and all that is true,
I want to live every moment with you again and again as an everlasting deja vu.
Trouble around the corner, any area you stare.
Leaving you hopeless, tired, and without a care.

Doing things in life like it's from a kid's dare,
Making you second guess reality as it may appear.

A bucket of water splashed across your face with an overwhelming dose of adversity to evolve the neuroplastic mind.

A friend who will listen intently with no judgment to find within your unrefined fight for serenity and peace of mind, no longer quarantined.

You are your own, you're not the epitome of the pain,
you are the person who should be boasting the rest as insane.

For when we all go through a fire-lined avenue of trial,
you can stand grounded, strong, and justifiable,
as your life, pain, and utter strength is now undeniable.

- For Brian
I calibrate and exuberate when I bring my new level,
these girls look me in my eyes and lie to me they can't push the right pedal.

I wish I knew a girl true to the heart and not after an agenda,
a real love rather than the alternative such as Splenda.

When will I learn this love is practically unattainable in this crazy world, especially in this globalized Computerworld.

Call me pessimistic or just down right ugly,
or maybe I'm just roughly stubbly part of this muggy money.

I wish we were utopian and part of simpler times,
but this is unreasonable and not realistic as we live in lifetimes of nonstop wartimes.
You have a way with words my friend
And its more of a curse
Then a gift
Because you make me feel
Like I can conquer the world  
And that's terrible
Do you want to know why?
Because one day
You wont be there
And every little thing you said to me
Every hug
And every kiss
Will just be memories
And the longer this goes on
The more it will hurt
And I know you wont understand now
Nobody does
But you will thank me later

And what hurts the most
Is knowing one day
You'll find someone new
And you'll share your secrets
Your hugs
Your kisses
Your love
And that's what gets me
Because she wont love you like I did
I was there
When you thought know one was
I loved you
When you were alone
I helped you climb the mountain
But she'll be the one to see the view

I guess they were right
You know
When they said
Relationships are draining
But I thought I could handle it
And I was wrong
Oh so wrong

So all that's left is goodbye
And unlike the movies this one is Forever
But don't worry love
You'll find your happy ending
Just not with me
So that's it
Once that word leaves my mouth
It's final
And it kills me to say this
But we both know I have to
So
Goodbye
What would I wish for?
What would I want?
To be whole again?
To be sane, or to not…
One more minute?
One more look?
To go back and do it over, do it by the book?
One more beer, just one more night?
What do we wish for when there’s no light?
To be with ease?
Just to do as I please, without worries or fears
There are no more years to feel guilty I missed
Just one more kiss?
Another touch, another hug?
Another day?
For friends not to go away?
What will I wish for?
What will I want?
White Jeans And A Smile

White jeans and a smile
Slowly walked my way
And from that moment
My life began to change

We sat and talked awhile
Of the lives that we both lived
I hoped that I had passed her test
And her heart to me she'd give

I asked if she would take a ride
To let me lead the way
Wanted her to trust me
And never be afraid

She wrapped her arms around me
I made sure to take things slow
Put my hand on top of hers
Felt a love I've never known

She is the girl of my dreams
I hope inside she knows
The love I feel deep within
And how each day it grows

White Jeans and a smile
Slowly walked my way
And from that moment
My life began to change


For Haedy

Poem by:
Carl Joseph Roberts
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