Poems for a heart that hurts..

Aug 2017

Rebel Heart

Spare me your lies
They still sting
Dipped in sweet caramel
Because Darling,
There's no way to sugar-coat
The way you stole my heart
And crushed what was left of it
Right in front of my eyes
That moment
When it all
Came crashing down
That moment
When your sweet lips
Tasted hers.

#yours #heartbroken #broken #depression #you #heart #life #love #lie #sweet

Aug 2017

r

Subject-less

In a photograph
without a subject
you, standing
with your back
to my camera.

I long for a face,
your eyes, a soft smile,
or even just a pair of hands.

I remember us being
so lonely for each other,
and there on the shelf
a girl standing by herself.

Not just the empty cottage
dilapidated, all alone, my love,
you left three months ago
and the old house behind the dunes
now a photographic manipulation.

A wonder of the modern age,
complete with cuts and splices
where you used to sit, an empty
place in the bed, a gaping hole
somewhere above my navel.

Aug 2017

Rebel Heart

I'm A Murderer...

I once almost drowned in my own tears
Of sorrow and of guilt
For my hands were stained
From the blood of the innocent girl
Whose life I just took...

Her eyes held the wonder
Of the galaxies she wanted to explore
Her hands held the promise
Of a beautiful world she cared for...

Yet with my bare hands
I strangled her worthless
And threw her into the icy river
That flowed with the lost dreams
Of those who were thrown in before her...

The rainbows turned to dust
The flowers to wilted pain
The love turned to empty alleys
An innocent girl gone insane

I turned her into a void,
A rag doll with no control...
I turned her into me
For it was I who took my own soul...

Sorry the old me can't come to the phone right now... why? Oh, because I killed her

#skin #eyes #life #heart #death #****** #depression #dying #hands #broken

Aug 2017

nivek

keeping the muse on side

the best a poet can do
is not deny their muse

jump right on in
with both feet

and write poet
then forget about it

until
the next time

Aug 2017

Jellyfish

Fears

I love reading your books
but cannot anymore.
I burst into tears
each time I open that door,
the one that leads into
the library of your heart.

#sad #cant #go #back #library #your #heart #fear

Aug 2017

Ally

Two sides

I’ll always love those eyes.
Like the night sky we always watch,
It catches everyone’s heart including mine.
But I love it more when those eyes can’t lie.
It shines as she talks about her favorites,
But looks so heavy when she’s suffering.
I’ll always love those eyes,
But times had changed,
They will never meet mine again.
-him

I’ll always love that smile,
Like the scenery he always love to photograph,
It captures everyone’s heart including mine.
But I love it more when it obliterates all the chaos.
When I talk about my favorites, he smiles.
When I’m suffering, his smile heals all the wounds.
I’ll always love that smile,
But times had passed,
I’ll never be the reason again behind it.
*-her

8/27/17 3:42 PM

#poems #sad #him #her #stars #smiles

Aug 2017

L B

Secret Lion

Never sure who's boss between us
He comes when called
several minutes later...

Blinking sweetly
smiling as only cats can
Golden, half-moons of sunlit bliss
watch fat yellow-jacket
marginally motivated

The hunt cannot compare
to the soft grass with its tender clover
a  full belly
and the meeter-of-all-needs nearby

But the quick jitter-dance
of an easy moth
sends the tiger
to the jungle of forsythia
Gleaming, stalking stripes
Alternating white of paws in precise approach
The prey?  Too quick
The predator?  Too old and lazy
prefers attention
Lumbers slowly back
lolling against coffee cup
Enough....

On needles of white pine
a secret lion has lain down

waiting only for the lamb

This was written for my, 16 year-old cat, Joseph. who's been gone a while now. I thought of the poem as I said good-bye to my latest pet, Bailey, whom I buried this week.
I do believe I'll see them again in the resurrection, when He will restore all things in peace-- granting life again to all in which was the breath of life.

Aug 2017

Jellyfish

Insufficient

I tell myself I don't care
but underneath,
I feel scarce.

sometimes I feel afraid to breathe, the world keeps turning and in the end, i am unacknowledgeable.

#insufficient

Aug 2017

MeghanKylie

anxiety

i'm afraid. . .
. . . but i shouldn't be.
i linger on
. . . hesitations.
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and when i'm slow again,
when i'm clear again,
when I

.....
pause.
i seek comfort in the strength of words, of music...
something
that i can't
lose
again.
something i can TOUCH.
something i can FEEL.

only to find it, and
lose it once more.

Aug 2017

Jellyfish

Sea of Monsters

My mind can change from a beautiful sea,
into a place full of monsters just between hours.

#sea #of #monsters #sad #tired #burning #eyes #beautiful #ocean