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Pointing at your targets like they are the ones to blame
Shooting them down in gargantuan shame
You do not like it when the finger points back to you and you are the one in a minefield of pain
The pond called life staring back at me
I see in its entirety
The depths
The shallows
The flow
The bend
The ripples that skim
The banks at each end
I see the memories reflected emerged
Sunken dreams
Time now lost under waters bed
I see the world from below and the skies over head
If my own reflection was to disappear would I want to change the past or not relive the fear
No!
I would want to live and love despite the capturing image of that moment
day
night
or year!
Bats of light
Fairies bright
Vampires bite
Ghouls of all souls night
Demons to the right
Angels dancing fight
Gargoyles guardians in clear sight
Dragons fire breathing plight
Spirits taking flight
Awaken to cucullas fright
Seeds of insight
Unknown gripping tight
Voices playing
out of mind

Eye opens wide

Pools of my wild imagination
Or is it merely frustration

Guess

You'll never know..
..Or will you!
Why can't I love you and you love me and both to live so happily but unfortunately never seems to be perhaps I should think more positively
How was the rose going to bloom when all you saw was the thorns so you cut off the heads and left the spike
Any colour would be torn out
The flower and the spine desire to be together for true order and beauty to show
The ruby red was always the cut from the rose
That's all you've ever known
So you hold on to what's left and wonder why you bleed
I'm happy for others
I want to heal them
But can I get an Amen
I'm praying tonight
Take your pills
TAKE YOUR PILLS!!!
YOu
Won't
feel a thing
Pushing
Onto
The fragments
Of your
Soul
Intellectually I'm flat
I can't say fairer than that
I like my own use of technology but I'm a phobe really
I get things wrong all the time
Scatty chaos drifting mind
Clumsy in others hands
Traditionalist at heart
Anxious from the very start
Over-talkative when company I enjoy or nervous
I do tend to annoy
I've known my set limits
Played with the shadows
Now I open the curtains
And see what flies out
Pretty pools tranquil and still
Form peaceful and clear
But how did it get here
Built from the seas spill violent and free
Wild in face of adversity
Storms rage
Water sprays
Thrown to the rocks on unsettled days
Waves and waves marching with the current
Flowing over but true to form
Splashing over climates
Weathered and torn
In all its uproar
Pretty pools
were
born
Looking into your eyes
I see a part of me
Broken
Shattered
Tired
Inspired
Loved
Fired up
Hurt
Neglected
Confused
Concerned
Abused
Scattered
Unwanted
Betrayed
Mislaid
Played
Strayed
Honest
Silent
Burnt
Violent
Battered
Spoiled
Held
Compassionate
Judged
Could of
Shouldn't of
Wouldn't of
Should of
Why
Low
Hot
Cold
Shaking
High
You say hello
I feel good / bye
I close my eyes at night and open them to spirits flight
Even behind closed eyes the visions flash
Messages dance across the screen
The projector plays the show
Hosts of ghosts and entities boast
With angels hidden in the night
Always there
just out of sight
I projected my insecurities
They came back to me
Pain          
propeller
Let
it
         turn      
           and
   move
  you      
forward
As I sit and look out
I see the trees leaves dance in majestic rhythm
Moved by the wind the sun glistens and fills up the space between natures flow
Soft rustle to the ears comforts from days cares
Bird settles in timbered bough
Air sounds as sea shore
Waves swish in the breeze
Psithurism
such
setting
serenity
Flow into me as no beginning no end eternal infinite friend
The thoughts
that blacken the day
Strike like a punch
Bruise and lump
Sticking out like a sore thumb
Taking on the fears you become
Insecurities run rampart
Throbbing in the heart
Tearing love apart
Kicking up the dirt
You feel
It stabs
It hurts
You cry
You numb
You succumb
Purging the night sky
In the corner of your eye you see a star shine Bright
Purple flowers in soft meadows
Bright as the sun
When criticized enough
It becomes hard to believe
Leave the boys play
It's now time for Warriors and Gods
It's not easy feat to be the Queen/King of Darkness
It would be sweeter to be a ruler of tranquil seas
But that's not our royal we
We rule over blackened stormy sea
Hit hard with the shards of broken glass We bleed
Our eyes see in the pitch black
We stay strong
Never knowing what will attack
We can't face away
There's no time for that
Every fear
Each Demon and ghoul must be processed
Observed it's a mirror glaring back
Been bound
Caged
In deep fright
Though we have learnt to adjust to the oncoming night
Spores spur us to go on and fight
It's survival of our world
Our life
We transmute darkness to light
make it our home
A throne
to
right
As a child I asked my mum
Are we really lying in a coffin dead living this life in our heads
She said no
I said how'd you know
She said as she pinched my arm - If we were you wouldn't feel that  
I felt alive
for some time
Question time
What if we do all this work and when you die there's nothing
Answer came
So if there is nothing you wouldn't be aware so there is nothing
If there isn't anything it wouldn't matter
There either is or there isn't
Plus the work you do is for you
Nothing wrong in wanting to improve
For self and others to be good and true
Stretching out
Stretching wide
Stretching up
Reaching from inside
Posing in child to realign
Sending love to the heart body soul and mind
Leprechaun where was your *** of gold when genocide was inflicted on your tribe
It was always inside
You knew the nature
They tried to hide
To ****
Enslave
Cast aside
In truth in fear of your spiritual power
Rainbows appear with the sun behind you
The rain up in front
The precious gemstones may gleam when least expected
Share your pain
You never know when another stands in the same rain
Share your light
A chance to make it shine
Restless
Restless Restless
Relentless
Feet tapping
to
the
unheard
song
Surrender
to
your
power

Sinking
deep
er

Giving
self to you

Clear
mind
no
mind

Glowing bliss
Sun kissed
There are parts of me I don't like to see
Hard to ignore
When you live consciously
Light shining on all you view and feel
Wondering if conclusions are illusions or real
Parts to work on
That is true
Commotion and emotions possessing and exorcising you
The sky
showers for us tonight
Rays
            of
blue
              Light
Alka- seltzer
dissolving
Film
Remains
Write your words in your head
Spell it out
Message in a bottle bobbing across rivers bed
Receiver retriever at the waters edge
Reflective shine on glaring neck
Taking note from hearts that sent
Whispering breezes of wordsmiths lament
It's all a matter of perspective
The world was spinning not from its turn
The spinning mixed with other worlds
Around and round upside down
Kept feet to solid ground as head was whirling place unbound
Existence from outer space
Touching form
Firming state
Dream or real
Matter creates
Atmosphere covered by
Web of lies
Perpetrators covering over vast skies
Blinding masses and bleeding seeking eyes
I want to feel the love that never dies before I do
To lie down look at the roof and only think of the stars
To talk about the wonders of the world
Ups and downs twisters and hurricane swirls
In summers heat walk on warm sand with bare feet
Hand in hand through any terrain
To feel the love
To understand the pain
Real love leaves you in vulnerability
Cuts you to the bone
Shatters your existence
Crying on your own
It brings in a wound
A deep hollow weeping wide
A place you have to look into
A place you can no longer hide
Inner love your eternal bride
Hope it gets better next time
The boy that doesn't stand up on the bus to give his seat is
shaking with panic
The ******* the beach with the body she loves to show off had a bad relationship with food she is now full of love
The man with the coughs and splutters in the market store of mutters is braving the cold to tend for his sick beloved household
The girl and boy, women and men that won't open their hearts up again
they are hurt anyway
Joker in the pack
Never had an ace up his sleeve
Laughed and mocked for which he lacked
Soundtrack of broken grief
Damaged and left bruised
Trying to heal
Pain would reveal
More pain to feel
As skins mark fade
New game played
He was the pawn
Sullen born
Bred by fear
Fear grew to hate
Hate to retaliate
But he did
Was it his fate
Taken his evil
to
the
grave
All those he maimed and survived
Point blame and the hate thrived
To live over again
No one laughing in the end
Was heard whimpering from sunken grave
The fire burns inside
Feel the flames rise and fall
Pit of furnace scolds and folds
Ladle from caldron surges steam heat burn
Roof of home suffocates build up of smoke incensed
House will burn or flames die down
Nature grow from soiled ash ground
She was losing all hope...
but she has lost it before
I  could see your crescent shape
                        on the bottom of my coffee cup                      
    Then there you were in that night's sky
Look at me
with those crisp blue eyes
Kiss me
from
lip
throat
to
thighs
Work your way from bottom up
Smother me in kisses til I
Oooohhhh...
Shut
up!
It began with a hello
I fell deeply in love
The love would overpower commonsense
The love was deeply felt
The love would fly over the pain and the hurt and unsettling words
The ego died many times
The love will remain but will it ever repair to health
She was the type that was always moaning
But life had always given her something to ******* moan about
And
not in a ****** way either

In a can this be over now type of way
She could've just ****** herself
I now have a guilt I've spoilt our time
Again
I hope I can reset and restart
He wore
the
weight
of the world
on his shoulders
And wondered why
he felt everything
At times we must be willing
to let go
I know my worth
That's why your words don't hurt
You can have your opinions that's fine
You live by yours
I'll live
by
mine
Every time a love is lost, does the blood spill out a little...
...drip by drop draining us til the heart beats with a lesser pound?
Is there a way to fill us up again?
Blood transfusions any prevail?
A kiss of life, restart the heart?
Resuscitation- fully restore us back to life?
Will it ever beat same strength as before?
............................ <3 .........................
Hope is with the patient
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