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Sometimes I say “I like you” out loud just to hear how it sounds
It’s not always for you and I’m always alone
But it’s nice to vaguely taste company every once in awhile
And not the company of laying in your bed, expecting the ***, then trying to be friends
I know what I am to you
I’m the outline of something you want me to do
And I’ll be that
Til you tell me you like him now this week you're busy
And my “I like you”s once again become anybody’s
                                       “anybody”s
I can’t be mad
I’d agreed
But when you leave your **** point her to the place of platonic playmates
Where she doesn’t have to **** to feel like she’s friends
In the end company always tastes like smoke or skin
Many books you might have read. 
But, did you ever read the reader? 


Many songs you might have listened.
But, did you ever listen to the listener? 


Many places you might have explored.
But, did you ever explore the explorer? 


Many events you might have experienced. 
But, did you ever experience the experiencer? 


Many journeys you might have voyaged.
But, did you ever voyage to the voyager?


Many facts you might have known. 
But, did you ever know the knower?
This poem is inspired by ancient spiritual texts which emphasize on knowing oneself.
you and I
oh, we were like Adam and Eve
Romeo and Juliet

just a few too many lines short of reality
As I sit alone and listen
Praying for some rime or reason
I make it final mission
Still so hungry and freezing

You may be lost
But so am I
I paid the cost
With binds that tie

Who are you
To ask this of me
It haunts you too
I can plainly see

But it's your mess
You made with greed
I failed the test
Let the demons feed
There are lights in the sky
Each a lamp lit for someone else
And none for me

I’d sent flame after flame
Up there for you hoping that
One day they’d be bright enough
To reach you

To listen to your words of white heat warmth
That will send a wave of fire through
The void and light a billion stars
For me
Even if you didn’t intend to
Your words, your smile,
Even your silence is what
Lit up the sky for me
So that I saw besides everlasting darkness
And ever more endless shadow
There are life brewing in the silence
Though not for me

The silence only smothers, and suffocates me
Like an invisible hand tightly gripping onto my throat
Without me noticing, ever so violently
Yet ever so slowly squeezing harder and harder
Till I cannot breath, not knowing the reason why

It forces me down into the depth of the abyss
Till I am no longer one, but one with the shadow
One with the bottomless pit of despair and fear
Till I am no longer within the void, but am the void

Yet, when I saw you
When I met you
I was lifted up out of where I thought I belonged
And could hold against the weight
Of all that is without light
The gloom, the shadows, the night
The black of space
The silence that cries
And floated weightlessly
Above, below, and within
All there ever was, and will be
For, even though I know not how
My love for you
Has the power to lift me up:

Beyond the wild fields of stars
Beyond the glistening ocean of light
Beyond the dreamless darkness
Beyond the unkempt bed of life
Beyond the inescapable swamp of death
And beyond
All of time

To a place where only the existence of you
Holds out its shapeless hand to me
And lead me
Rather the merely dust, and breath of me
Through the void, to the empty vessel
Carrying all the pure
Feelings, senses, love, and even pain

Though it is a place
Way beyond the rays of any sun
Way beyond the circle of life
Way beyond decay and apathy
Way beyond flesh and blood

I saw every color
Every being
Every state of being
Every possible and impossible thing
Every time and space
Pass through the ghost of you and I
And cease to be
At least that’s what they appeared to be

The twinges, the sharp electric sparks
You sent through out every atom of my body
And every participle of my soul
Told me that

They are no longer life that exist exterior to us
But within us, or rather
They are us, were us, and will always be
As they have never existed otherwise
In and since that moment of eternity

I see every river through me
My blood and hair
Every fish, your touch
Every dancing seagrass
The joy your gaze ripples through me

I see every mountain and valley
All around you
Every bump on your skin
Every wave on your fingertips
Every stone and sharp edges, my pain
Every field my words of love unending

Every burning star
Dots our shining eyes
Every moon, every heavenly body
That passes, they are the fleeting
Yet never ceasing reflection of affections
Waltzing again and again across our sight
Playful like children
Not yet exposed to any worldly sorrow

Every bit of space without light
Every pit of pure darkness
Caves of eternal shadow
Every howling silence that plunders pass
They are too, forever part of our love
For
They are the pain of longing
That makes each moment of proximity
So frighteningly precious
Afraid to be lost, so keeping it close
Like a token of innocent love
Pass down through generations
Till no being of flesh and mind
Remains, yet the dust still holds
Tightly onto it
Never letting go

And,
At last
Every bit of you
Like water droplets through the given earth
Like sunshine in an inseparable bond with life
Like rains of stars that will never leave the sky
Have seeped, melted, and spread
Through every drop sweet and bitter of me
Till I am no longer just acquainted with living
But am the very dream of life.
Those restless nights.
Lay in bed, brain lit abright.
Mind off wondering late into the night.

Drifting off in theory, fantasy, and psychological harakiri.
Mind aimlessly adrift, throughout the cosmic rift.
The trivialities of unseen realities.
The complacent within societies debasement.
General hipocrisy of rampant misology.
Apostasy!

Before you know it, the dawning light.
Yet another sleepless, restless night.
Just another sleepless night....
the prize came as unexpected

a big building enough to house

the poor, the homeless the dis

possessed. it was tea and

i felt sick



i will rather give the money away

the added value of the food. ritz.



crackers. that bread can cost so much

spread with regular stuff cut thin



the waiter smiled ; i noted his shoes

an honest worker like me



alongside they enjoyed the moment

without the anxiety of my chest where

reparation fails. this is the promise

the outcome of a difficult day
I've been walking around
trying to figure it out

I can't reach out to myself

I'm trying to hide away
the bad parts

the parts you'll never know

I'm building walls
and I can't reach you anymore
closing everyone off

I'm falling down
hiding away the bad parts

slipping away
picking out the bad parts

I'll leave the good parts
you'll love me

Holding myself close

I'm starting to grow old
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