When The Heart Speaks - Hello Poetry

Mar 2015

Lana

Shards of memory
still draw blood,
razor sharp reminders
of another life,
when you loved me
and I loved you.
I could sense gravity on my skin then,
hear the color flush into the blooms,
anticipate the grasshopper's solo
before its first note–
but that was back when
you loved me
and I loved you.

Mar 2015

Hoping2bhelpfull

Parenting ***

He told me to *******.
He said the situation was *******
He gave me the finger
And walked out slamming the door behind him
He is my 11 year old son

He yelled, “What the ****?”
He told me to get out
And tried to wrestle me out the door of his bedroom
I got the drop on him
Pinned him to the floor
Then he yelled “MOM”
She took my side and screamed at him.
That was my 14 year old.

Both boys swear, say inappropriate things, demand, and act like spoiled brats
I still love them.
But I've had to start lifting weights
I’ve had to start working out
They are getting stronger
I know eventually one of them will take a swing at me.

Some people say beat them
I’ve tried
They keep coming back for more
They like it

My wife defends herself with psychological warfare
The children think she is crazy
and are afraid of her
If ever completely unleashed, the full power of her unpredictable female emotional psyche could take out small city
Leaving many permanently brain dead
She's too humane to torture their young minds for any extended period of time.
I won’t go into the details regarding what she has done to my mind.  But think coercion, bribery, guilt, seduction, isolation, etc……

When people say modern family
Divorce, homosexual parents, blended families might come to mind.
Our modern family is a little bit CIA training, little bit UFC, sprinkled with God, Xbox, Disney channel, and Adult Swim.

How did things get this way?
I don’t know
Where is it headed?
It’s all uncharted territory
We’re fighters
I am confident they will make it to adult hood without too many battle scars
In the back my mind I can’t help but wonder what lies ahead?
My oldest starts high school next year

Mar 2015

elena

Sleepless Nights

how many sleepless nights do you want to experience to finally understand that what all you want in life is balance?

feeling like a zombie that just roams aimlessly trying to find the next target. frustration in the form that you just want to rip your own face or brain off. because you just can't do things right. you blame yourself.

it's useless. those sea waves are always stronger than you are. no matter how hard you try. maybe you're just you own enemy. maybe you're fighting against yourself.

remember how in our childhood days we would feel happiness everyday without fail? looking at pretty flowers, flying kites, playing toys, playing with friends at the playground. naivety. where life was so much more brighter, filled with hope and laughter every single day.

i would do all i can to feel like that again.
and this is why, i can't sleep all night.

it's been a while since my last post, i wonder if this is worthy of being posted here. i hope it's still sufficient since i've been having writer's block and haven't had much inspiration to write.
nevertheless, i hope readers out there will enjoy this :)

Mar 2015

Roberta Day

sleepless in service

Laying down truths handpicked for the youths
Don't pass judgements between tooths
Stay all about the sooth-saying
We're all screaming instead of praying
That's why we lose so quickly what were steadily gaining
Don't assume I'm playing when I trip you up
With unexpected grease too slick for a slipper
Servers appreciate a big tipper
But don't break your bank to eat and pay no thanks
Don't knock a gender when you knockin boots with someone who's dead at the roots
Don't go down the wrong way on a one way street
If you're gonna shuffle gotta lift up your feet
If you're cold go out in the heat
If you're old get ready for what you're about to meet
I've stayed silent for so long
Speak up before the moment's gone
And you're reaching for something intangible
Because you felt it was intelligible
Don't suppress what makes you you
Cause there's no one else who can fill your shoes
Don't overthink your thought
You only end up killing that truth you sought
Don't detach yourself, just rewrap yourself
Around peace and harmony, it's good for your health
I'm delirious but are you hearing this?
Sleep's for the weak when all you want to do is weep
Sometimes it's all you need to treat the disease
An escape from your predetermined reality
When you're unable to comprehend what it all means
Remember, loving one another is loving You and Me

#poetry #ink #spilled

Mar 2015

Amanda In Scarlet

Beloved, come

Beloved, you are coming to me.

Your heart beats hard,
And you run, you push, you climb
every obstacle, denying the impossible,
Dismissing sense and reason, you are coming,
Home, to me.

Come home, beloved.

The life you lead now, hurts,
The salt tears soak, and burn.
Hush now, hush, hush,
All will be well.

Come, come, beloved.

My heart beats faster,
Pulls you closer, ever closer,
Oh, beloved,
We will be together, come
Beloved, come.

#love #desire #strength #decision #determination

Mar 2015

K Balachandran

If felled by a decietful love

Your bodkin, seeking my heart if straight,will find it's target quick,
I'll gladly die an honorable death, still remembering the arrows of cupid,
but if your sword, stealthily moves from behind, in deceit, cuts me down,
denigrates love, let darkness shout, from where once love solemnly stood,
you'll have to be on your knees to seek forgiveness for this sin, it's no win.

#death #darkness #forgiveness #light #deceit #lovefool

Mar 2015

Rose Claire

Untitled

A battle ground from this scorched land where wild flowers use
to grow has left me borrowed and bruised.
I am not who I once was. I used to see flowers in the hills. Where
I wanted to explore.
The canyon black skids marks has tampered this field of bright
green light.
My induced breathing is narrow. My fear keeps me here under
the burrow.
I must go before the crow awakes. Breathe deeply. This is the
first take.

Mar 2015

Molly

To Want You

It is a strangely intimate thing, to touch another person, for your skin to touch their skin, the warmth of blood flowing within two separate bodies to intertwine.

It is a strangely intimate thing, to touch you, for my thin fingers to catch on the callouses of your palms, to trace the scars on your knuckles, for the cold of my hands to mingle with the warmth seeping from the veins in your wrist.

It is a strangely intimate thing, to want you, for your hands to burrow themselves into my cerebrum, for the air in my shallow lungs to flow in unison with the cadence of your voice.

#love #want #lust #touch

Mar 2015

Rose Claire

Torrid Eyes

When will you come to me in
Glorious Light?
Breathe just breathe. Breathe slowly.
Breath--- My breath behind the shadows of crisp dew light.
I look for you. You don't come.
I can never say Good Bye
to our morning light.
I love you. But, you love the flight.
I have fought.
You can't see me behind your shadow casting crimson closing night.
Will you join me for the fight of your life?
I stretch my hand out to you.
You look inside,there is nothing there for you
-------only you to subside.

Mar 2015

A C Leuavacant

Pulling Wings off the butterfly

He could have crushed it if he'd liked
That squirming thing in between his fingers
Tiny black Bulbous eyes, staring up at him
trying in a panic to speak without words
Arrange some kind of bargain for its life

Yellow Lilac tinted wings
Perfectly symmetrical, pulsated with fear
Taking the left one first, he tore at each end untill hearing the tiny snap
Then the next one
turning to sick crumbling dust blended into the mud

A thin black strip of a thing in the dirt
If life was fair, it could have been stood on
But was not granted such dignity
He would leave it for the sun or the buzzards
An eye for an eye, after all

#love #sad #life #pain #death #family #old #equality #unfair #insects

Feb 2015

Molly

Motives

In speech class they taught us that people speak only to entertain, to inform, or to persuade so when I texted you at 4:31am after swallowing the liquor cabinet and talked about three years ago in Michigan when we watched that movie after everybody else had fallen asleep, I was trying to entertain you, trying to remind you of all the fun we used to have together before you changed and when I told you I missed you I was trying to inform you of the pit in my stomach that you left when you removed yourself from me, of the way I feel when you say my name and of the fact that yes, I did notice that you stopped saying my name and when I told you I was dying I was trying to persuade you to come save me, made it life or death so you only had two options and if you made the wrong choice at least I wouldn't be around to see it, I was trying to convince you that you needed me by showing you how much you would miss me and when you showed up at my bedside, I know you were trying to tell me you loved me.

#love #drunk #honest #speech

Feb 2015

Paula Lee

WORLDS LAST CRUEL JOKE

Where once we thought we owned the world and forever was our playground,
Tomorrow, The light of our two souls merging into one...

WE WERE WRONG!!!

You have gone, My heart has lost your echo
Death the thief,
That stole this Poets' words
Silence once again reigns in my world...
The heavens cry out for me,
For the loss of you left me mute...

Memories fade, As the stars lose their twinkle,
One by one they fade into the dark,
The dark that binds tear-stained eyes
Takes away all life colors.

Struck dumb and blind, I'm left to travel, on lifes' road alone
The worlds last cruel joke,
To leave me alone and loveless...

But Revenge will be sweet as I stumble
Too my last horizon,
God will be there....
To open my eyes, and I
Can once again stare into yours
and
Know that I am finally home,
My voice returned,
To tell you

Through all these years...
I Never once stopped Loving You!!!

Feb 2015

Roberta Day

self-musings

I need to trust in love and not make a fuss
when a day or week passes without reassurance
that what was said is still believed
when I have no reason to disbelieve
I just love too deep and when you don't exercise
you're weak and I've repressed my heart for
so long it yearns hard when it's unguarded
Ultimately, the fence falls because I've been rocking
on it too long and then I'm uncertain where to stand
I want to lean on you but worry you've had enough
of being somebody's crutch
I just want what we all desire;
an unhidden connection with someone
who loves me as much as or more than I do them
It is said patience is a virtue
but who cares about high morals anymore
when commitaphobes run abound
because everyone's at least once given their hearts
to someone on the opposite spectrum
to leave them in pieces by misdirection
But like a 10,000 piece puzzle, with time
and patience, it can be put together again
If all hearts are broken or closed off completely,
how will I ever find one to reciprocate my love so freely?

#poetry #longing #introspection #lonliness