#duress
A taste of the future has come to my lips,
Sickly, but then, I asked for it
The droplets forsook me and went to my eyes
But nobody living has taken the sips
Like I have drunk deep of the pit
And the water was refreshing, to my surprise
I fortold the blessing, like a hand to the brow
I carried the scars, like lines on my face,
But ones that aged me more quickly
I heaved at the thought of the then and the now
My make up was dark, but light at the place
Where I applied it more thickly
So tell me the truth, all those from beyond
Explain the shadows under your eyes
I don't understand how you sink to your knees
A cowl of cold on me has been donned
It never could bring me to rise
For me and for life, we do as we please.
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 8:05 AM UTC
Was not, want not
Maybe waste, is a hero...
Specific notion, of a quaint lot
Given to significant others, to owe
Promises and races
Taken advantage of...
Lucre, in tight places
To tear fright from an alien love
Powers that did...
Hark amidst times rest
A halt of hardship, habit, and hid
Youths of a secret, we blessed
Time in now's moral
Such, a reason for each
Their solitude, is sour rational
The question, of life to reach...
For loves first kiss...
Peace, worth more than poise
With each decency, we made is
A world's choice...
Jul 7, 2024
Jul 7, 2024 at 9:22 PM UTC
The cloud is thickest at the edges
Lined with a hard coat
To keep out the world below
It hovers above
Afraid of what it sees
And each raindrop
Tries to writhe away
But it falls
And we drink it
Desperate to
Have its magic.
Fly within
And it's a kingdom of sun
Of light inside
A misleading mist
It is most gentle at the centre
And go in to find
Your eye of the most wonderful
Storm.
They fly on by
Tiptoeing over the mountains
Dancing over the cityscape
One day they will see the ocean
And one day so will I.
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
Can't claw the
bugs from my skin.
The bullet I fired years ago has
come back around time to sever
the tightly fed tape that splays
my life over brick and stone.
Deja Vu. One step behind. I
can rarely find the words
you want to hear the most.
Patronize my heart, dear child,
for your sustenance. After all,
the bomb we dropped together
left the hungry world wanting
safety above all. Go for it. I
can't claw the bugs from my
itching skin, so bathe me in
money.
Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
carrying a humongous ego
is so heavy in weight
it's much like a fifty ton
load of lead freight
who in their right mind wants
to haul around a cargo this big
being encumbered by it
could easily sink the brig
an ego of enormous size
isn't worth the shoulder stress
so don't put yourself under
such a burden of duress
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 5:58 AM UTC