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Sayer Apr 2013
while you pulled the bow on the string I should have realized it meant more than just something
but I had some appreciation for you talent while I just sat there thinking about myself
but now I’ve come to find that it was just more
your passage to Heaven is mine to hold

I still can taste the times that shaped our friendship
and the fact that I tried to be just as good as you for some time
but realized I was inferior so I gave up
even though I tried so hard I didn’t try at all

And now you’re gone and you didn’t even let me know
(but we hadn’t talked in forever so why would it matter anyway)
and since you’re gone, and it seems full time
I hope and pray you impress everyone out there
because honestly you could always do that

I hope you and your dreams stand up and become a reality
and they cheer for you because I know you deserve such recognition
and you will become more and more amazing
and will stand on top as the Queen

I want everyone to put your hands together as she bows for the musical conclusion
of a story that should have never been written, and you, you need to
stand up there and keep impressing the world
while I sit here and remember the glory days
but forget that, keep making the world’s heart move
to your glorious sound of music
but please remember me, someway, someday
just don’t say a single word about it
Sayer Apr 2013
Bro   en Intro                                                                                                                                                               K
(Universe this in) walked ever has that
being beautiful most the into
turned you’ve years these after
and you in beauty see me lets
change your obvious yet enough is
just and happen never could it

Allusion City, Warm Embrace-Completely Cold:

a taste of warm embrace through a nothing
a mirror showing a wintering copy
of a man who once a King
or perhaps a King who was once a boy

whatever the case may be you can see
a spark throughout the ages of the Universe
would reflect a man throughout a personal sense
and by a flowing river a woman waits quietly

she walks up and greets him like a brother
yet loves him entirely
hopefully he would let her in
but fear could stop him from understanding

(how couldn’t we see this what should be)
what has become of you and I if such a wish was to be
destroyed and then it would be burned with a passion
only able to create a wasteland suburbia(lit on fire by the stars)

(i’mgoingtofloataway i’mgoingtofloatawayi’mgoingtofloataway I’mgoingtofloataway)

into the shades and mirrors you look at me
please care if I become a flower after
finally realizing that I was perfect-
perfect enough to turn the river red

the angels drink from such a river
selling me my only light to guide my way
a dream in its self a reality
a reality of sense and celebration

look how the moon turns over on its side
it lets me see it move about the sky like a shooting star
much too fast to recollect
and if I were to die I would destroy the Universe

but it’s the morning and the morning is love, my dear
let us not sit here by the blue river
wishing the days would slow down
because we know that it could never happen

and before I would ever float away I’ll smash my reflection
and mix the pieces with your Reflection in the river
and it would break down into beautiful words that come out
of the mouths of poets who read their work to crowds
because you are the echo into reality, and nature
and
I
understand
that
it could never happen and just
is enough yet obvious your change
let’s me see beauty in you and
after all these years you’ve turned
into the most beautiful being
that has ever walked (in the Universe)
An older poem.
Sayer Apr 2013
she sew me up inside of the mist
carried me up the Fibonacci
she was my first(and true) love
i remember her taste

a warm ticking embrace of heat
feed me and roll your eyes
one day one day one beautiful sun shining day

but all of this power is gone
a floor full of broken glass
i just want our friendship back

like a boy who spills his soda
a little girl who has dropped her cone
if i could i would travel back in time
tell her how much i cared
but as usual right  now i am once again alone
Remembrance
Sayer Apr 2013
:Overture:

keep
k e
eep
the
the the the
faith look out
the train is a'comin son
coming right to
wards you

      find the way home blind one
i'm comingbackcomingbackcomingbackcomingback
h-o-m-e
a four letter
words                      
                                             i can not focus on the man trying to swim
through the desert and the rain
                     (the world's

i am growing
coming back
rising through
~what i have to 'do

big oxymoron)

take it with a grain of salt & and a pint of
death's whispering shadows
what's in gonna take (it in take it in arrive at the Gate)
right
comingback
**-me
this
these
wo-rd-s
so
broken and beaten in the chocolate of the night
dripping blue blood
what can make me remember this holy ground

I
because i'm coming back
for You
i've done you wrong and i inject the guilt into my blood
this is my fault
why blame you for my faults
little, as you say, but present
i've realized that today
no introduction can peace me out because quite
hon
      est
           ly (repeat
i know it needs to happen
there's still the green
the green the purple and the blue light streaming on in strands like a party as a party friendship is what friendship does

forever and forever
∞times∞ equals forever, beautiful

II-The Reflection

look down swirl and swirl
your picture makes me smile
every time
i close my eyes
thinkandrelax
hello
once again in my mind
hold my hand again
in the only place it seems possible
we can make this plausible
a true to do list
for four years
four long beaten years
i've waited for this
i'm not going to let anyone ruin this because this is mine
this has only been mine
this has always been mine
for the second i saw you i knew it would be you
no schism no breaking can take us apart
through the floods and the hurricanes that don't exist in our world
but in the mind
oh how He's told me over and over again
we won't make it together
and that 'friend' told me we shouldn't be together
and to not try to be with you
i cast both of them out so they will go
there's the click
the most beautiful precious click
just flip the switch and go off like a firework
the big kind
the New Year kind
and although it's been a New Year for a few months
it feels like a New Life, my love
because I have decided
I have controlled my fate
I hereby forget and let go
every regret and every past
there is only tomorrow
only tomorrow yes it is true it is true
because I will journey right inside of your heart

(the first moment
I saw you
art class
four years ago
they say Love at first sight is impossible
but no one who talks about love understands Love anyway
so I can't take them seriously)

Finale-

no few words have ever spoken true
for me to you to you to me
those words, I love you
yes i do i want to be

Yours

what you want when you need it
i want to be your Everything, your Anyone
you're already those to me
but hopefully we can see
We Play a Finale that will never End
that even though there may locks to be unlocked
and many codes to be cracked
many gifts to be open
many truth's to unfold, i just want you to know
∞*∞ Equals Forever, Beautiful
and Forever with each other we will laugh, love, and live....

Go
It all comes around.
My longest poem, and I can't even believe I just wrote it. In other words, this may be my best.
Sayer Apr 2013
dearest blank,



praising you for who you are (my blackest hole)

            how could someone so beautiful be so empty

walking and talking saying the same thing every day

with no variety and the same disposition that’s a poor way to travel



            through rain and snow there was a vow to promise

to follow you all day long and think of you all throughout the night

                        and to be honest, that’s what I wanted

to breathe you to feel you to love you

but love needs to go two ways



two ways for two hearts and two minds

(become one)

but you keep walking the same line over

and over

and over again

while it seems that I’m drifting through the past and the present

no matter how hard I try, no matter how hard I love

                        you know it I know you know it is true

                                                            but you just won’t except it

nothingness and emptiness are companions

                        hello)

how are you

I can no longer believe it can work but your smiling face

and your beautiful hair pick me back up again even though

I want to be thrown in the woods all by myself

so I can stare at a pond and relax coming back to it

and to float and sink and breathe and forget the love

to         find

                                    someone

                                    worth

                        my time

            my effort

                                    my struggle

but the deeper I get the more I know it is true

                                                                        I'll just end up thinking about you

Always,

Yes.
Tired
Sayer Apr 2013
There’s a strong wind blowing south as the hand of god erupts through the water
we have nothing
nothing
no
yes we have everything to fear
the weak are strong
and the rich do take flight
through thick and thin
far and wide
the sun comes over the towering
terrifying
mountains

(your face doth make my Retina spin)

try a little
harderplease
there’s a chill and the will to be someone
erupting through the water like god’s Fist
(Wake Up)
come to me, and come to see
and I'll come to be
beautiful and pure
Fear
Sayer Apr 2013
across the mountains
           and the land
the sea whispers
                    mistakes
over and over again
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