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Emanuel Martinez Jul 2011
Gasping for missing air.
Trailing a tittering dream.
Reality of independence shattering.

No longer on my own.
Loneliness is settling down.
We're moving on.
But I never learned how to survive on my own.

Rose buds refusing to bloom without a sliver of blood.
Shaping diamonds like land mines dangerous to forge.
The true wealth of our friendship is fine and fair.
Just got to thread it without breaking the silk.
July 26, 2011
Emanuel Martinez Jul 2011
Good morning, good evening, good night.
If only one person to send this to.
They've no care for many that care say it to them.
Mute are half the expressions in my mind.
Fighting not to wonder my place.
Where may I fall, how can I tell.

Its only dementia to think I'm just an afterthought.
Surely, I know I'm more than that.
Or am I only debris awaiting to be salvaged and rebuilt.

Trying is not a crime.
But prying from thine time is grim.
Walking the streets with my feet and mind doesn't assail the pain.

Yes I've committed a crime
but sure HE wont leave me no day alone.
Not even the one YOU sent
To rest my head on is always there.
Not even my friend, to no one I can lay it on them.

Working favors those are all the words
The exchange of tongues use
No one really cares if this is
A real good morning, good evening, or good night.
Its just a prefix or suffix for the favor they've asked.
For there's no answer soon, later, or after
If I just say it because I meant to say it.

Good morning, good evening, good night.
Guess its avoidance of the void in the meaningfulness of such words.
If someone cared and I needed you to respond
Guess its better not to lead a farce and leave me in silence.
July 24, 2011
Emanuel Martinez Jul 2011
Its the end of the road.
We built bridges in our minds.
Conspiring aspirations like foundations.
Smashing walls, wallowing dreams down.
Be not afraid of the future.
Its no promenade walking down the beautiful lane.

Trying to claim aim to pain.
Not aloud but in silence.
We're not insane trying to fain happiness and fear.
Confusing misery with living we lose the beautiful lane.

Not dying, crying, just trying lying.
Until we truly feel like laying praying for peace.
Tears, the fears of years, conceal these eyes.
Imagination creation in hibernation.
Our thoughts are starting to wonder how to spiral.
Faded, jaded, weathered and tired we traded
Our solid ground for the soundness of the beautiful lane.
July 25, 2011
Emanuel Martinez Jun 2011
You are all alone
No one to return to

There's an endless hole
And you just dug your own place

There's no way to trace
True pride and joy from anyone for you

Mistakes like permanent ink
No lifetime can truly rid their stain

Genuine caress is hard to find
For the one you had propriety over
You ran away from and gave up for free

Now, the only rock you cling to
Seems to be in faulty ground

At times streams of tears rushing through
Seem to threaten the holding on

Trying to be careful not to fall
You become numb, afraid of change
Yet falling seems like the only comfort
for landing is always assured
June 13, 2011
Emanuel Martinez Jun 2011
There is someone who I love
Someone who hurt this Christmas
And there are many others out there
Who are bereft of the brightest warmest sentiments the heart can experience

While the rest of us are ignorant of these happenings
All wrapped up in presents and drinking cheers
We fall short of being grateful for having somewhere to belong

For some the winter in their hearts is not nearly over when the holiday season is over
They are hurt from within and have yet to find somewhere to belong

It is sadness which confines me
The thought that my loved one goes sick
From within every Christmas

To think the winters in my love's soul
Are but shared by so many around the world
Yet the rest of us are careless, selfish and blinded by our needs

How many Christmases and winters would I spend in hurt and suffering
Just so that the one I love felt right at home for one Christmas night

How forgetful are we that a warm room and a petty meal
Might be a human necessity to subsist through the winter
But love and a sense of belonging is all that keeps us alive

We can not afford to not touch lives
And share our love and kindness with everyone

My loved one, if you ever fear you're alone
Don't worry God knows where you belong
If anything in my heart there is a place for you

If you feel alone you can belong with me
Strangers and enemies if you feel alone you can belong with me

Let us all be fearless in our efforts to share our blessings
We can not afford to not let others know they belong with us

It is a vicarious pain which I have come to assimilate as my own
The hurt which the one I love feels at times
And which many others feel all the same

The world is full of another type of hunger and yearning
Thus we shall not weaver in a journey
To help others find meaningfulness in their lives
And help them feel like they belong

If I could only accomplish to make the one I love feel a sense of belonging...

And if you feel like you can't make another feel like they belong
Because you yourself feel alone in this world
Please never give up the fight

Look within your self and know
There is someone out there like me
Yearning and waiting to let you know
Here...you are loved
Here...you are meaningful
Here...you belong

Look at a stranger's eyes and smile
Look within in their soul and find solace in their existence

There are more than six billion souls out there
And although on the outside we seem different
In the end we are all connected and we belong
December 26, 2010
Emanuel Martinez Jun 2011
My heart painless
My soul boundless

Life no longer waiting on me
Ready to run
Ready to fall in love endlessly

Joy awaits at every corner
And I am ready to find it

Laughter's tune in my mind
A perfect melody
Soothing sound to the soul
No other sound brings more joy

Peace crawls in around me
Wild vine it surrounds me

Fragrance of happiness
Its trace confines me

Soul begs to be released

Life is a passage full of thirst
and soul refuses to be an empty basin

Give it love, give it hope, give it life
And it will sore
2010
Emanuel Martinez Jun 2011
Just call me whatever
But more importantly
Can I call you
Sweetheart, lover, the one

Can I look into those eyes
call them beautiful
Stare at them with warmth

Can I put my arms around you
Hold you and embrace you
Till again I am fully recharged

Can I stand next to you
Admire you because I look up to you
and just smile when our eyes meet

Just call me whatever
But more importantly
Can I call you
Sweetheart, lover, the one

Can I tell you a silly joke
So we can share a smile
crack up with tears of joy

Can I ask you a question
So I can hear your beautiful voice
And learn something too

Can I pretend to be in trouble
So you can come to my rescue

Just call me whatever
But more importantly
Can I call you
Sweet heart, lover, the one
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