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Walking the dawn in darkness
Passing the synthesis of stars
Who could you be looking for
On an hour shrouded in vice?

Do you seek the dame in bruises?
The dame who you shunned to do no harm?
The months may pass you by
But not your fears or your tears

This time
The cries are not your own
This time
You feel the need to compensate
For the distance that you made
To protect yourself from pain

Tonight
You have condolences to give
Tonight
You feel the need to chip at the ice
Before you turn and run
With no more ties to this crumbling estate

Your eyes were quivering so
Your lips were sealed by your own will
You dared not ***** your hands
Just glance and wear a smile or two

But now as the fool is raging
You fear that the dame may turn down life
As you considered once
When you sunk down all those years ago

This time
The cries are not your own
This time
You feel the need to compensate
For the distance that you made
To protect yourself from pain

Tonight
You have condolences to give
Tonight
You feel the need to chip at the ice
Before you turn and run
With no more ties to this crumbling estate

Do you wish to remain faithful
To your newfound passion for life?
Is that why you hope to reach out
Just this one time?

When you were a child
Your heart was shattered by violence
Cornering you into a hall of chains
Now you fear that there are other hearts out there
Running on the edge of despair
Could that be why

This time
The cries are not your own
This time
You feel the need to compensate
For the distance that you made
To protect yourself from pain

Tonight
You have condolences to give
Tonight
You feel the need to chip at the ice
Before you turn and run
With no more ties to this crumbling estate
Originally written on July 24th 2015 after witnessing a domestic dispute between a female neighbor and her alcoholic male partner.

Alas, despite the woman wanting to break up with her partner on the night of the incident, they're together again like nothing happened...

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© 2015 Jordan Dean "Mystery" Ezekude, Incognitus Entertainment
Kenshō Aug 2015
Watch them
Searching amongst a trifling heap!
Bear your watch ~
And gear your gaze,
Realize this dangerous maze.
-
Through the brush,
Along the hills,
Stands a little shack..

An outcast with a knack~

No one could understand this very odd man.
Yet even to reach him on foot or on yak
It would mean you must
Lead away and carve your very own tracks.

Where to go, following the road no one goes?
What to see or to learn, exploring what no one knows?
Speak! unique star of the universe,
Tell your stories of the beautiful adventure,
That only you chose..

You could dance or stand still,
Sit on solid ground or climb a sand hill!

Talk in verse
Or reverse your curse and present your prose
Into a rhythm only you really knowss
        Look, let me stop..
..
                                      ..

I admit, I'm just an ordinary man.
*UPDATE*
~Thanks for everyone's kind comments~
brixton bell Jul 2015
The night is worn thin from this viewpoint. the river
dances still; down the hill, under the rumbling bridge
cluttered with people separate in their own cyclical worlds &
the city glimmers with two thousand diamond fake stars just
beyond the dark tree line. we are watching this world happen
from far away.
We are spectators in a world who has long since
forgotten us.

i say i want to change the world & you say it’s
something good in me. You don’t know what i’m thinking & i
can see it in your eyes when you turn away. Words aren’t as
strong with you.
you want something more from me, something i have never
been able to fully give before. in particular dreams i see
myself exposed. you are the surgeon & i am your patient. your
scalpel cuts through thin skin, inch by inch, careful &
precise. blank sterile walls.
the smell of death & life as
well; it’s contradictory.
my blood too is thin & you wipe it
away with your sleeve. searching for my heart. peeling back
flesh. broken bones & absent heart; i’ve pushed it deep inside.

you say you want more but i wasn’t prepared for this.

**brixtonbell.com
C Cavierre Jun 2015
All I do all night long
Is play our song;
Lyrical,
Musical—
I sing to you:
Here's where you belong
We have endured for so long
Together in the heart of inmost turmoil
Our hearts crashing into brick walls
Too shunned to recoil let alone beat

But we have only had a taste test
Of the heartbreak we are yet to face
Just a sample of the pain
Intensifying every passing day
Can we be strong when the time comes?

So many years have passed by
Years of walking in the sea of rain and stone
WIth minds full of gasoline
We cannot hope to survive the overflow of heat

For we have only had a taste test
Of the heartbreak we are yet to face
Just a sample of the pain
Intensifying every passing day
Can we stay strong when the time comes?

My tears are too precious to shed
In no way can I ever afford to let them fall
Into the wrong hands
But my heart cannot hold them away for long
I fear that I may not awake from the nightmare
In the obelisk of glass

As I have only had a taste test
Of the heartbreak I am bound to face
Just a sample of the pain
Intensifying in my lonely wake
Must I be strong when the time comes?
Must I get strong when the time comes?
Without being too specific, let's just say that things are getting really rough in my current hometown and I'm desperate to secure a new home on the other side of my country as soon as possible.

The lines of this poem were heavily influenced by the lyrics of Kate Bush's "Experiment IV." There is also a small reference to a poem I wrote last year titled "Glass Obelisk."

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© 2015 Jordan Dean "Mystery" Ezekude, Incognitus Entertainment
Àŧùl May 2015
Dil aaj khush hai,
Kyon aaj khush hai?
Doori ghatne lagi,
Doori ghatne lagi!
Tu mera pyaar hai.

Tu jo aayi to,
Kyon ye laga mujhko?
Dil mein basi hai tu,
Doori ghatne lagi!
Tu mera pyaar hai.


Today my heart is happy,
Why is it so happy?
Oh dear you're mine,
Oh dear you're mine!
Oh dear I love you.

When you came over,
Why I just felt so?
You live in my heart,
Oh dear you're mine!
Oh dear, I love you.
A small lyrical composition for my first and only true love, Kripi.

This short lyrical composition has a jolly tune to its Hindi version.

Hopefully she's gonna like it.

My HP Poem #868
©Atul Kaushal
a Feb 2015
if you can't sleep,
            then you cant dream.
                             if you cant dream,
                                      then what's life mean?
bullet
a Feb 2015
with tears in my eyes
        I begged you to stay
             you said
             "hey man,
I love you.
but no ******* way."
front bottoms
Baby dont cry.
Cause I'll be ****** if this is goodbye.
Lift your head, hold it high.
Because girl.
Ill always be here, here by your side.

Dry your tears.
Look my way.
Hold my memory everyday.
Let my smile be your embrace.
Let my hands erase your pain

Feel my warmth,
Hear my song.
Girl, you know...
You are not alone

I will hold you tight,
As this snow falls.
I will warm your body
As this winter thaws.

Dont cry,
Baby...
Dry those eyes.
I'll hold you close, every night

If days grow dark.
And you cant go on.i
Let my presence,
Keep you strong.

You will never...
Never, be alone.
I will never...
Never, let you fall.
Baby, dont cry.

Let the color change in your eyes.
In the night ill be your light
If you're scared ill hold you tight.
A tear wont fall, without a fight.

So baby dont cry...
If you're down, i'll lift you high.
Because baby, you're my angel...
And you deserve to fly.
originally wrote as a poem for my girl.
something to get her through the nights that i was away.
then I turned it into lyrics later on.
Kiah Griffin Feb 2015
If your the sun,
I'm the moon.

I don't shine
without you.

Reflecting light
is what I do.

As light is something
I can't produce.

k.g.
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