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My heart's ablaze
I'm so amazed
cluttered in clichés
in a daze
I'm dismayed
too many long driveways
Life's fortes
as we graze
upon the gaze
in a haze of haze
trapped inside this maze
our voices phase
into the next of days
Oh did we raise
with utter rephrase
glancing sideways
into stairways
how I hate your ways
as much as I hate causeways
too much decay
along the edgeways
inside the hallways
roadways
screenplays
my heart strays
on into Sundays
and Tuesdays
I hate the weekdays
they're gateways
into other days.
© 2012 Christina Jackson
Pardon this poem for not making much sense, practicing wordplay. I chose a particular word, such as the one used here, "days", and use any word that rhymes hereafter. You can choose to continue until you can rhyme no more, or add in another word and keep it rolling. Like I said, it's only for practice. I highly recommend using this website http://www.rhymer.com/index.html when you do these exercises.
Here in these meadows we lay,
beneath those orange crush flavored rays.
We sip our life away, through
these straw scattered days.
I cannot play this game, searching
the clouds for a picturesque
painting, we gaze.
All the while not knowing
what terror did reign,
beyond our backyards
and front porches, those days
were much simpler, in so many ways.
Not a wish could take me back, but
I really do think, that I'm okay with that.
© 2012 Christina Jackson
Love like a barren field
Trapped beneath these thorns revealed.
the pitter!  the patter!
of life's day matters.
Our love fueled embers
burned fast as night's grand
light show, soon began.
You take and you take
But I cannot, will not cry!
Clothes torn and tattered, like rust
gently blanketing the currents in your eyes.
Viciously swaying
back
and
fourth
searching for premise.
Oh but they shine!
As thick the sunny rays.
I once thought our love,
filled out those empty days.
Lustful as it was, you
were the one I thought would stay.
This clock wound tight,
ticks backwards
as hour upon hour
turns to night.
This madness
Swells inside my chest.
Won't you just take it!
Just take it and rest!
© 2012 Christina Jackson
I see more than you know
As well, I see what you fail to show.
Those hidden in discrepancies
So blatant, you glow.
With lies, hidden beyond promising eyes.
What you see and what I see,
are parts of two different worlds.
A different half to another whole.
You only see what you want to see.
And trust me, It shows.
I can't begin to tell you,
how much you don't know.
I'll bet you didn't know,
I still have all those notes you wrote.
Way back then,
before cell phones were considered "in".
What seems like a lifetime ago
and although you haven't seen me in years,
I still want you to know.
That I always did love you,
regardless of her.
And even though,
none of us did win.
here in then end.
And with each passing day,
I can still feel your breath upon my skin.
like a blowing breeze against my whims.
Never quite touching me.
A gentle brush,
sweeping past my lips.
And in that moment
you cease to exist.
But all I really want,
is your lips upon my lips.
For the rest of my life,
just one lasting kiss.
That erases the bad, the ugly, the pain.
I really can't explain,
why you still make me feel this way.
So many years have passed
It makes absolutely no sense.
I thought time would fix, fix all of this.
But I'll never forget,
It's you that I'll always miss.
© 2012 Christina Jackson
I wish I could tell you
I wish I could say
I don't want you
any other way
I'm glad we met
For now
Just friends.
Those words
you utter again
I swear I heard you say it
For a slight second
You didn't stop yourself
But you probably regret it
I know you said it
I know you did
In that brief little moment
I heard it part from your lips
You can't take it back
Did you mean it?
I really hope you did
Just sitting here now
My limbs go limp
My hearts racing inside my chest
****** where's my bullet proof vest?
My heart can't take it anymore
I feel sick to my stomach
and so much more
I guess I can't really say
How love is suppose to feel
I've had many lovers
But none of them real
Not until you came along
and showed me how to feel again.
Now I just want to breathe again
I'm a fisherman without a reel
I'll starve you know, real soon here.
I can't just stand here waiting
for you to show me how you feel
Well I guess I just got my answer
Now and here.
In the middle of this poem, how sincere.
It's funny how life throws you sticks and stones.
You can break and you can break my bones
But my heart will remain open.
Sometimes it may get broken
But I'll remain hopeful.
© 2008 Christina Jackson
Originally written in 2008.
We all search to find
an answer
In this cluttered world
we call life.

Not all is forgiven
and some end in despise
But don't you think it's over
and remember the wise

An elderly women
once gave me
some helpful advice
You know what she told me?
To take back control
of my life.

Nobody makes the right decisions
in the beginning of time
Those mistakes lead us
to an inevitable climb

Always remember
life gives and life takes
sometimes leaving us blind
to the simplest of problems
we spend oh so much time

I learned a lesson today
be patient with life
It doesn't always give you
what you'd like

But it will surprise you
every time you shut your eyes
Welcoming you to a world
blanketed in disguise

A place only capable
Inside of our minds

Hold fast to dreams
Cause we'll forget in time

© 2012 Christina Jackson
I'm always waiting
forever here
and I can feel you
I can feel it
and it hurt's
my heart breaks
I don't know what to do
and I don't know what to say
I want you so badly
but I'm afraid you'll run away
I feel like nothing
nothing that I say
Will ever go my way
I'm screaming for you
and no call in return
I can still feel you there
Your breath against my ear
and it hurts
it hurts to know you'll win
Maybe one day
I won't feel you anymore
and maybe one day
I won't be in so much pain
And maybe someday
You'll really know
But not today
'Cause I don't want you to run away
Maybe I'll always be  here waiting
and maybe you'll never know
If this love could have grown
But I can still feel
Your hand upon my chest
as my heart
flutters and frets
and I don't want to forget
I don't want to forget
Your lips against my neck
And I can still see
that nervous smile
when you kissed me
for the first time
I thought my heart
would leap from my chest
And I don't want to forget
I don't want to forget

© 2012 Christina Jackson
Originally written in 2009
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