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823 · May 2013
Inspiring...Rhyming
Jonathan May 2013
A sly girl, ryhming so inteligently
Her mind finds ways in the words with no boundry
Carving each word to her feeling
Only to wish people could keep on seeing

A truth in side her damaged mind
that no man could ever heal her, only time
But fact is damaged was not her head
It was she was an angel wanting her wings to be spread

To help share the knowledge that she had
And though her many oppressors thought it bad
Like a angel would she grasp the hearts of the hopeless and sad
and gave them a reason to believe that not everyone in this world is savage

How brave you are, this angel that your able to counsel and still be factual.
And with a mind like yours nobody can stop you
Because hearts like your dont fall to simple traps..impromtues
Just hope you understand and my words and they dont fall through.
For thay girl she is a good poet.
718 · May 2013
Where Have I Gone
Jonathan May 2013
Mind, Soul lost by the unsueing reality of deception

Bewildered, by change, unable to forget, forgiving's only inches from the pain

Strange trees seen in in this forest of lies, unable to see

What is real, and who will be real with this man's unbrageous heart

Knowing only who betrayed, blinded by who loved him once

Times are gone, for healing

Times for change swifty seize, a man's hope for redemption,

Light is seen through the darkness, sanguineness is in view now, for this betrayed soul

Grab hold, never let go

For fear of no return, to plummet in a perpetual state of disatifactory,

The man just wishes for happieness in a pernicious world
Be honest..what you think, this is my first public poem
576 · May 2013
Truth..For Happy
Jonathan May 2013
Joy, shifts through my fingers, displaying true diapason
To all earth bound quality, I find truth in thw whispering wind,
Singing all true paroxysm of chaos into one binding solidarity.
For why I have benn this far? Faught this hard, Unmoved, swayed
By the pestamistic animals rotting away in this system of survival
Farther than the eye can see we run in hope of flourishing past our own beliefs.
A piviotal concept it is,  runing for deeper understanding and merriment
when the amaurotic people choose to not see it was in your hands the whole time.
I dont know the whole point of this piece is to help grasp that the manifastation of happiness is with you from the start.
Jonathan Jun 2013
I figured, If they knew the truth they would change, maybe
Change comes as fast as the relief comes when you take a mans life,
Easy if your evil but hard if your right, or should I say righteous,
Their courtesy was always given but, with wrong intentions
Hate is in his heart and he doesnt see it, destruction in her's but she wont accept it,
Coming from a culture thats past was built on the destruction of others beliefs, hmp!?
When a man Loses his cause in life Hell turns to heaven,
If that means fighting for what he believes in.
And should it not? If being different is wrong then nobody should be right.
because no matter who you are, a man guided by his heart is never wrong.
Jonathan Aug 2013
Its happening again, The realization of fate taking hold of what most dear
Pain runs threw my vains like a raging bull in a pin
Hot and angered because the wish of being in a better place cannot be fathomed
Living in the world we live you I cant help but to think
There is no help for such man as me, Im lost in my own abyss of pain.
The wanting of my heart to cry out its true meaning is but a dream of some shooting staring hoping to Fulfills ones desires. And as I released what has held my heart for so long
The realism in the fact my heart will never be mine but always her's
For the Void was only another gate of pain i let enter my life,
And alone I will Always stand forever Forgotten,unoticed un appreciated
For the girl that I love that thinks of others
I am past the overcumbing judgementm the means of my venting are for my heart and only my soul
524 · Nov 2013
The Rubber Hand Grip
Jonathan Nov 2013
"She got me up all night ", constantly reading these love songs.
“would you believe me if I said I was in love??"
As I grab that Rubber hand grip and pull back,
She starts to squeeze harder around my waist
And with both hide from the hastened wind
She turns with me because she feels safe, confident,
We have done this before and she likes it, it’s exciting for us both as we share this time
Slowing down now, she still squeezes me, realizing that,
Our hands are together flowing freely through the air as we swing together like a pendulum balancing on the world itself

Truly at peace
513 · Nov 2013
When We Flow
Jonathan Nov 2013
The world slows down briefly as if I was on a cloud with you and you only
And God as our witness, its blissful almost nostalgic in a Tom Sawyer kinda way
Our eyes speak 1000 words for every blink and 1 Million for every gaze
I only wish true words could surface and graze the true meaning of Dedication
If only I could feel whole when you say the hurtful things, you don’t know nor do you realize
But tearing my heart away like a sea on a rainy day not realizing
I’m drowning more, losing more. Almost a half of myself but only a part
It’s like feeling will never be as intimately communicated the way a sound can expose it
How raw it can be
I heard her explain this way she thought and I felt this, way I never like the way she can influence my heart but she moves like it was as easy as moving mountains
490 · Nov 2013
Believe me
Jonathan Nov 2013
Believe me because I’m all out of options
Believe me because am falling for a lot of distractions
I need to be honest and I was but honestly turn into lies
Formed by desperation I cried for you and told the world I would die for you
And now I will, for I tarnished the very fruit I wanted to pick up.
I fill it with poisons to think it would get better but to only worsen
I’m sorry Grape is sorry
460 · Jan 2014
There's Reason
Jonathan Jan 2014
There is reason

Why I can't say I love you.
Why I cant say I miss you when I do
Reason is the only reason I dont have what I want
And I cant tell The venus fly trap how important the way you eat is to me
There is a reason I cant say its most beautiful in the sun
Or what you would call those things that change colors everyday magic
I cant give any reasons but there is a reason
Hate for how much poison you gave me the first time I touched you
Leaves its mark for all to see in the illusion of my own eyes
Only I can seem to find the remedy but for some reason, some way your still amazing to see and of that
I cant leave you, and not because I dont have a choice but,
Because everything is happening for a reason,
Now be a good plant and wait for your tasty fly to come around
Cause it will, like fate wields it to
444 · Nov 2013
Trust
Jonathan Nov 2013
It’s something that should not be given, but earned
How can you trust someone who has hurt you, betrayed you?
Should you be that man/women that always needs to forgive?
To be the person who puts their heart on the line once more, and get hurt once more?
And for what??
So you can fight more? And for what Love?
Does she/he even care about you??
its crazzy with two Z's because you do it but just don’t get it.
you just want to be heard, loved, and wanted
how many times? That’s the real question..
this again just had to write something.
316 · Nov 2013
When I Cry
Jonathan Nov 2013
When I cry it’s not because I am hurt its because you have betrayed me
When I cry I think did you think that I didn’t feel connected, Drawn by your astonishment?
I cry because I needed a person like you to be there for me
I cry because I wanted to feel whole again, the way you made me feel
But I see now, this was all just another front, to destroy the hope i had in a chance to be happy
And I see now, I can never just have a person who is happy with me just the way I am
Because I’m like A Broken Toy.
Most are not supposed to understand this one, it’s for a person who obviously has a hold on my heart and plays with it at her own discretion, I just needed to write something, Say something

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