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Merwin Nikad Nov 2018
Rain drop centipede
Trailing down my window
I fear bugs
With too many legs
But you're a friend to my future
Telling me my past friend
Might be in my future
Youre an odd creature
Making your way
Down my looking glass
A sort of looking pass
Letting me see
Whats outside
So I dont have to be
When to be isnt the question
I am only around
When others think about me
The truth
Lies in a memory
What is to exist
But to be known
Some sort of
Commodity
Existence is currency
Bought and sold currently
I want much more
Than what I have
But I fear
The reaper comes
Before a rising sun
The nights grow colder
And i grow older
Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
Gently my skin is dressed
In chilling realization
Through condensation of the fog
That I walk through every day
Drenching me in Ideas
I hold thought within me
As humanity clouds my soul
I hold thought within me
As inanity invades the bowl
That is my skull
Where resides a machine
Infinite and confined
Violent and gentle
Through persistent nettle
I travel
To hear the kettle
Warning me
Telling me
Showing me
What is my own
And how I should hear
My own tone
Thought
You which is what makes me
Without what could I be
No ocean wild and free
No boundless fields
Without you how could I see
The beauty of the stars
How could I see
The planted tree
And your magnificent seeds
Thought
You which is what creates
What is you but to be
In nature you are out
Unnatural to the world
Yet you make sense of it all
With such perfection
Such precision
Black sheep of the universe
Rejected by every world you touch
But accepted by those you clutch
And become
Thought
You which is what makes me
How much more every day
Could you be
How much more normalcy
Could you need
Than thought
It's complete persistence
Always and forever
A clock that will never unwind
Thought
Incomprehensible
The breath of the mind
Grasped from a need to survive
A treasure picked from a random bag
So much different
Than the world it is from
You are wonderful
A lover
And a foe
My best friend
And my worst enemy
I hate you with all I have
And I give you all I know
For to be is to hate and love
To know is to think
To think is to have thought
And with thought
Is to be human
To have thought is to have all
Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
Just to prove to you
How good I am at what I do
For every three ill give you five
For every four ill give you nine
For every time i breath i inhale
Glory
Glory hallelujah
Who am I too ya?
Should you think me
Leader
Peasent
Messiah
No longer present
A disease
A dream
A cannonball soaring through
Ocean air and beyond
The **** bang boom crack
The attack from each ship
I am not just a cannonball but a captain
So tell me why I let my thoughts lead me
Ode to the mind
All will concede to me
Because I am heavy
My words weight a ton
My print is never done
Within my eyes burns the sun
Two bright beautiful stars of greatness
I am greek thought
From my eyes shoot beams of light
The opposite of what you expect
Of what you know i am not
A force of nature I cannot stop
I am on top
The son of the universe
Jewel of the earth
I can do so much to show you my worth
But for so many
I shine less bright
I slow down
For you for every three ill give you four
For every four ill give you five
With you I can make sense of what I mean
What it is to be
Sometimes im too much
A burning raging fire
Ready to incinerate all in its path
But for you
I am a covered camp fire
Made calm by your weather
I guess the reason I love the rain so much
Is because I see the planet every time
I look into your eyes
With cloudy skies
And drops of rain
Gently dropping by
I guess the reason I love the rain so much
Is because I burn so hot
And its nice
To cool down every once in a while
I write this for the world and for my love
Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
When we look above
And see the sky
So loudly we hear its call
Whispering our name
Inviting us to bathe
In the glory of its lights
When the sky is painted
We sigh at its beauty
In love with its dizzying dsiplay
A concert of colors
For the soul to listen to
And when the light gently fades
Over the hill top
A new world arises
Cool and dark
Gentle and mesmerizing
We are washed
In our ancestors glow
One could not know so little
Of our sky
Always beautiful
Always with us
Deep in our minds
Deep in our hearts
The sky knows us
And we know it
I love the sky. A canvas painted new every day everywhere.
What would we be without its lull and its rise
Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
When I am just a bit older
What will I do
Everything I try
Never falls through
So will i be starving
On the streets of berkeley
Will I be freezing
In new York
On christmas
What will I do
When my words run out
And theres no more paper
For me to use
What will I do
Am I another vagabond
Bound for hard labor
Could I ever tame the tides
To work in my favor
I fear
That my want
Is crumbling
To dust
And I fear
That my envy
Is consuming
My fragile mind
What will I do
What will I do
When my lines dont sell
And my heart has fell
What will I do
What can I do
I want there to be something out there for me
But i fear that theres nothing
Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
I do not need your words
I do not need your negativity
I grace your pathetic existence
With my very being
You cannot drag me to refuse
For with me is light
And holiness
I scorn you
With all I have
You are nothing
Under my boot
My wrath to your anger
Is an ocean to a drop
Everything within me
Is greater than you'll ever be
I speak with other gods
And we may talk of our works
And lament our words
But you
Are an insect
Your speech is the sorry echo
Of all the bugs before you
Disgusting and insignificant
Do not bother me
With your shallow petty mind
Sometimes i get angry and i try and think of the most spirit breaking words i can
Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
Today is a day for writing
I tell myself this
As if it actually means anything
Instead I take a walk
The air is crisp
The trees gently sway
With the soft october wind
And I sigh
For how could I ever describe
The architecture of nature
The careful precision of tree roots
How could I describe
The luminous patterns I see
In every creature
Every plant
What justice could I bring
So I walk home
And I tell myself
Today is a day for writing
And you will try your best
The world is beautiful in so many ways
And i want to see and tell of all those ways
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