Silentnote Jul 3
In the house, I am in the house,
No doors, only windows.
I perceive the world through these windows.
I was always happy staying in the house.
I am protected by the house.
I am proud of my house.

One day, irritated by the limited view of the window,
I wanted go out....
Tried 1001 ways ,still couldn't break out.
I am locked out of life, weeping inside.....

Somes flashes of realisations,
seducing-  its all yours if you want to take it...
Heap of diamonds are open, just stretch your hand...
This longing is pricking my heart with hot needles...
I hate this house...

In my deepest sorrow, a tear fell on ground sprouting a healthy green plant...
As I look up, there is no house....
I am in the valley of lush green mountains....
There is nothing for me, but to dance with joy....
There is kneeling in this dancing, for all this grace....
I want to live, but
I want to crawl inside my past.
Personal history
will set me free at last,
regardless of what burns my tongue
as if it's on the cusp of being said.
If I find my womb again, well,
good enough for me, I guess,
that I will have won.

I want to live!
I want to crawl inside my mind.
I haven't found dogs that write scripture
for all that I've searched.
While I realize it could be,
I ask myself, "How long will you toil
in the name of agency
all to find
someone to take your shame
and make it palatable?"

Trend is set from continued action
My inaction left me numb and blind
The trend is set that my earthly distributors
May take of me as they find me if I'm turned off
The trend is still the same as the dreams
My grandparents had for a better world
Trend toward full automation

Fine for '56
What am I doing now?
How do I live without
knowledge?

My distributors and keepers
kept me wet
in their fluids
using my blood
before but

They will not win this war.
I commit myself to sit and reconnect.
If a hand offers me happiness,
I'll ask, first, Which conglomerate?
If my choices seem chiseled
In the mint of coins
And the choices fit perfectly opposed
I'll remember my nose and sniff
Out the metals that fund this war.
I'll ask then, Whose coin is this?

And it's not ungrateful
When those with all the excess
Try and rule the world
Because of how bored with
What Is they've become
And exactly absolute

Well, what if
I decide there's no war?
Well, what if
I bow my head and take a knee?

People of my same society will laugh at me,
And chastise my every thought before
They say, for sure, "It's just how it works."
Then either crush me from high
Or forget me and play State of Decay
Until they forget how much they're worth.

I hold.
There is no war.
This is not a game.
This is our Existence.
Fragile at best.
This is beyond
Humility.
This is actual
Neglect.
Is it that no one wants to learn?

No.

It's that knowledge has been made secret.

Lies and secrets consume my world.
Michael King May 27
Love not the taint of ladies of the night.
Their barren hearts intoxicate the
purest of faces, drowning courage
behind the lusts of false need.

Love not the corruption of the wages.
In life, desired.  In truth... a downfall
of the senses,  burdened by a murky
wave of greed and always more.

Love not the insistence of the glory.
A hollow shape. Not hallowed as some
believe,  but bereft.  Lacking a centre
of moral. A judgemental state of fear.

Remain empty. Remain a jug to be filled.
A pot to be planted. A trough to be doused
with nourishing, life giving water.
A dark room waiting for a single torch.

Remain chained. Remain imprisoned.
Become yourself in bondage then live
free of the lack of uncontrolled self tyranny.
Become yourself. No chains. A truth of life.
Freedom at first slowly won

when it held the same holding arm

and slowly and carefully one by one

began loosening the fingers,

through to the thumb

And, when all was softly and gently done

Freedom had found

an open palm.
Poetic Surgery, Copyright © 2018,  All rights reserved.
You cannot grow a pair of elegance
Definitely not her eyes I suppose
For it was as beautiful as it sounds
Like one of those unicorns I propose

Not a Rapunzel by her hair
But sure from her smile
Titanium hard words of her
Disguised the feather soul inside

A sweet incarnation a carefree soul
It's a tale of one such girl I know
Daddy's girl she was not much into pink
But It all changed before she could blink

Choices she made sucked onto her desires
All she wanted was to fly free and higher
Screaming inside she burst into tears
While in the world outside she hid her fears

Sought for company as her thoughts start to run
For Only in the loneliness she encountered her demons
It ain't a fairy tale however it may seem
An easy way out is all she could dream.
Tess Apr 9
I wish I had a shield.
So when you talked I wouldn't get hurt.
I wish I didn't yield.
Then I'd stand up not fall in the dirt.
I wish that you cared.
I'm starting to think you never did
I wish I wasn't scared.
That way I could say what I wanted.
I wish you weren't mean.
I just wanted to make things better.
I wish we weren't a thing.
Then I could reunite with laughter.
I wish I could heal you.
But you've hurt me too much to do right.
I wish I could tell you.
But it always ends with a big fight.
I wish that I could leave.
And leave you a broken heart like mine.
I wish you weren't a thief.
But you've stolen my heart one more time.
I wish I could end this.
I would leave you and never return.
I wish you weren't a disease.
An infection with no developed cure.
I wish for happiness.
I've finally broken free from you
I wish the emptiness.
Would close itself to monsters like you.
Some relationships are just hard, physically and emotionally.
Tommy Randell Mar 21
We met, we fell in Love -
She pushed, I shoved -
Early on there we cusped -
The night I wore nothing
And she wore gloves.

After 32 years it's still a pleasure,
Life finds us happy, still together -
No big secret, nothing clever -
We gave up rubber
And moved onto leather.
Meera Mar 20
The affection that you showed
Was a bait to trap me
Behind your angelic face
Were fangs I couldn’t see
You broke my heart ant ripped my soul
Until there was nothing left in me
Tied up in bondages
I tried but couldn’t flee
The temptation to be loved made me fall for a devil
The devil that were you
And by the time I emerged from your hell
I was all black and blue
You stood there smiling
Watching me while I bled
Now I’ll make you pay
For every single tear I shed
Go run away from me
But I gonna chase you down
You’ll lie there repenting for your sins
While I’ll straighten my crown
!
Wish
I could be a bird
just for one day..
To fly away...
To fly away...

!
Wanna get liberated
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