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Jeremy Oct 2016
I was lost

 
But as the smoke cleared


 So did my thoughts

   
 A voice vibrating within the vapors


Resonating

 
Deflating the fog


   Onyx was all that I saw


Until a beam of light broke through


Transforming  into a perfected  palm
                                  
     
 Warming and absorbing the ravens in the room


The same hand then untied my noose


Spelling freedom with its intricate knots


Exonerating  my doom       


Later vanishing  


Taking the darkness

 
But leaving the moon
Jeremy Oct 2016
You ask me what kind of work is it that I do

Its not that simple even when I try to simplify it to the simplest terms

I promise you

You see my occupation carries vindication of the highest order

I am a gladiator for your so call saviors

Tasked to keep their hands hygienic

While Im charge for the ******

Of your demons because their halos wouldn't let them proceed

You see their aura of light don't shine too bright

In these dark crevasses so they reserve it for me

Because of my gumption that bloomed into a flower

 Giving  me the power to take the fruit from off of the tree

To bath in its juices

To elevated to a degree

Where even god's hand couldn't reach a stitch on my tee

So thats what I do

I choke out your fiends until they turn a beautiful blue

I feel the agony with in me that resembles an alien to you

A suffering that cannot be visualized but felt

Such as the wind blew

Through and into the emptiness of your sea

All for free so you can be free

Not once did I ever charge a tangible fee

Not once did you offer to reward me for my deeds

So please

Don't ask me about it

You stay dormant to the torment because I allow it

Equivalent  exchange what the ******* know about it ?

Not a dam thing

So don't worry about my profession

Stay dancing within the gates of your heaven

While I do war with your devils in a field of your restricted dimensions

In hope that one day you will abandon all these ******* questions
Jeremy Sep 2016
Im transforming
My spiral ladders are morphing
My ivory contorting on wires of string
Put to dance like a jester before it's grasious king
My heart no longer sings
And my mind can no longer think
I carry a lobotomize container of gray matter
The shell shattered
So I flush it down the sink
A million fragments left to float in my river of wine
A million reasons to bloom
A million and two reasons to die
Jeremy Sep 2016
Your truth sounds slow and disorientated
Like film left to marinate in the sun
Your equilibrium fluxes
Because in one hand you grow a flower
In the other you a tote a gun
Fiends you thought you put to rest
Are now agile and sprung
Hope where there was
Is now barren and overrun
By silhouettes of soldiers that strip you naked of your eden
Holding you still
While they dance and fornicate with the curves of your freedom
A ****** she was
Now she can't stop bleeding
Drug laced memories are measured to be eaten
Then sold like gold to a punisher of felonies
Tasting so heavenly
The poison gets the best of me
But not the death dealers
Its protein to them
Consumed to navigate down the lines of their stem
An all powerful but misshaped gem
You spit in mirrors because your reflection reminds you of him
The same glass in your eyes
The same shade in your skin
Waiting for a reaper to punish you for your sins
Well Im here
So dear why do you refuse to let me in?
Its rude to have death waiting at the door
I have souls to collect
Way more valuable then yours
OH
You change the locks along with your mind
Because the words that sounded sweeter then lullabies
Betrayed you as soon as your lips began to pry
Open
The silence was broken
The moment my existence was spoken 
This ride is free so don't offer me a token
You close the blinds
When you see me approaching
Like I was jehovah witness
Casually collecting donations for forgiveness
***** this is strictly business
I don't give a **** about the religious
I chase them down for the fitness
Consume their glow because its nutritious
Chew it to pieces
Until my metabolism increases
Their remains makes my breath smell worst then human feces
But their thoughts move me like psychokinesis
I didn't choose you
You choose me for the reason
That you thought it would better off holding my hand then a demons
So open the door or slide me the key
You called for mercy
Which means you called upon me
The summoning ritual planned so carefree
You been awake for too long
Its time to go asleep
Since I started school I have been dreaming about reapers a lot
  Sep 2016 Jeremy
Michael Blonski
I ask,
Is it more poetic
to write the most
beautiful of stanzas
devoid of any truth
or meaning?

Or, writing
from raw emotion
where beauty resides
behind the words
and ink flows
like blood and tears?
Jeremy Sep 2016
I left footprints in the snow

A map to guide you home

But you mediated until the sun pierced through

Until there was just water on the roads

This is destiny

And what is destined has no control

So maybe our paths will intertwine some time

To greet each other souls

Or maybe it won't

The finale no one ever knows

But until judgment day live out your days

Learn to Love

Learn not to hate

Embrace your mistakes

Because there will be many until you ascend

And I'll do the same right to the very end

Mediating just like you did

Patiently waiting for the day that it will snow again
Jeremy Aug 2016
She finds me handsome

But refuses to intertwine branches

Because of the fear of letting go

I extend

She retreats

She is afraid I'll strip her naked of her leaves

Then leave to let everyone know

That her alinements once laminated with flowers that hung along the seams

Can no longer grow green

No matter how hard she tries no to let go

I reach again

The answer is still no

Even after  I explain that I can mend the pain that lingers in her soul

But she has heard it all before

She needs tangible truth

Before I can manage to help myself to her succulent fruits

But my papers are long past due

Well expired past its rebellious youth

And my word holds no currency

She has heard the angels lie and the devil speaking truth

So she can see right through my poetry

So I have not choice but to be

Honest

I tell her I just want to play with her emotions like a pianist

To conduct a tune darker then any onyx

She looks at my hands and laugh

She can tell that Im a novice

She knows I never played anything but my own mind

Still knowing this she open up her gates and welcomes me inside

So I walk around her confines with ill intentions

To take her hostage in her own dimensions

To shatter her glass citadel

But instead her castle becomes my home

An oasis from the false heavens and the truest pits of hell

That reside in my psyche deepest catacombs

I entered as a man on a mission to colonize her insides

But now I am a slave to her ways

Shackled around my ankles to be held in place

As she throws away the key and lowers down the cage

But I never felt so at peace

Even though I am bound with a ball and chain

I never moved with such ease  

Titled me as your property

But I never felt so free

So I'll gladly stay behind these bars if its your jail

I'll gladly endure your Chinese water torture

If the water comes from your wells

I'll gladly be buried alive

My lungs oxygen deprived

As long as its your earth that I'm buried inside

So punish me the way you see fit

For trying to destroy your precious archives and your ancient monuments

But know this

I see the beauty in it now

I didn't back then

But I promise I do now
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