#findme
Broken me not
Broken I forgot
Abandoned alone my childhood disowned
Survival self-taught
Weathered storms so cold
Broken I forgot
A journey alone I fought and fought
Words to decompress
Breakthroughs who forgot
Insight brings light
Questions unanswered
Broken me not
New life New bonds
No more struggling in silence
Using words as a weapon
Strengthen my mind
The world not forgotten my revival profound
Broken past in the open
Broken me not
Reborn my word tree
I sit endlessly think
A million questions revived
I question
WHO ME
Off-subject life continues my words........ Help ME
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 11:37 AM UTC
I am everywhere but I am nowhere
Searching for somewhere I am accepted
People think I don't notice but I do see their stares
If I could find that place I would not have to feel rejected
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 11:05 AM UTC
Do me a favor
Can you come find me
The way the sea finds the shore
In ways I found
The hues of blues in the sky
Have no reflections on the ground
Or in certain times
I find peace in slivers of light
Filtering through windows at midnight
Will you seek me out
Even as I hide in layers
Under my own smiles
Do me a favor
Will you come running
Even as I run away
I’ll be extending my arms
I’ll be running backwards
Looking at you
I’ll tell you to stop chasing
But do me a favor
Don’t listen
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 7:50 PM UTC
Find me
I am buried in the ruins
Beneath this never ending break
Lost is the courage to be better
Lost is the hope to feel
Find me, I am here
Look back to words you've said
The Lady I have loved
The Gentleman who held my hands
They are gone, slept in a dream
Find me, Little one
For I could have learned the art of love
The passion to care and laugh
I would have taken walks with you
I promise to make you smile
Find me, I am lost
I am here and I am lost
I break the trust and lie
Find me in the ruins
Set me free, I'm gone.
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC
If you want to find me,
You know I am easily found.
Watching sunsets,
Sitting at the hideaway,
With the ocean breeze.
Under turquoise skies,
Exploring Lanikai,
Kaena on North Side.
Out here by the sea,
And in forests,
Running along wild things,
Along mountain edges,
Roaming free.
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 12:58 PM UTC
A fools tale
They say we are born in pairs. Destined to be loved , destined to spend it with a significant other.
I've seen lovers find each other in the darkest of moments while I found myself alone. I've seen families come together in devastating ruins in a war stricken country but seen mine close their doors on me.
The books of God says we are made in pairs , the bible , the Quran , the Torah all speak of a love conceived in heaven but all I've found is hook ups sent from hell. They say love is pure and kind , I say ******** love is nothing but the door to torture and pain while falling is the key , the key I've so willingly turned many times. They say it's all about time , when the time is right ,when it's meant to be it will be , maybe when I'm dead and gone I'll be brought back as a rose, loved by some hated by others , can't be touched only plucked and given as a sign of love then left to dry away and die because that's all love has ever been to me a dying rose. I've heard them all say they love me , they gave me the same look and then walk away from me. So much for the love at first sight fairy tale ******** all the books , all the songs and movies have it " no one like you baby". Promise after promise I watched them break it but now you what makes you different ? What makes you the one to fix the broken parts and heal the scars that's been carved into my soul by the hot white burning lies it's been fed by the corrupted love it's been given ? nothing , he will come along and smile and then I'll be forgotten because that's all I've ever been the temporary guy , the one before the one. Left to fall and land on my own , the plane takes off but I fly solo. I see no point in putting effort into you or into this because in the end the three letter word will be said and a sappy story of " it's me not you" will be given with false pitiful eyes. Time after time , my faith never wavered but today I have none , none in you or your words, " I like you, your different" I am but you're not. All that's different is the way you'll end up leaving. Call me bitter but I see you here holding hands and looking at each other the way some of us would love to be looked at but all I can say is that blind lovers look at each more lovingly then I have. I envy you , I envy the fact you can wake up tomorrow and be gone and that would affect people , I envy the fact you can sleep tonight knowing that he or she next to you loves you , I envy the fact when I wake up tomorrow all that will be different is a time and day. Be patient they say she will come, yeah she will come but then she will go just as quick. No point in trying , no point in hoping or seeing myself with her in an hour from now let alone tomorrow because sadly my life and your life isn't the same because come tomorrow I'll seek meaning when all you have to do is wake up to one, I'll long for a home that won't ever exist with someone that doesn't exist and you'll wake up closer to it or in it ,only you know the blessings you have. This sounds like some sappy broken hearted fools tale of longing for a lover. It's a sappy broken hearted fools deepest thoughts and broken words of how he'd love to have a person be his person , trust him , love him , be with him and stand by him but like his name suggests his a broken hearted fool who believes in a fairytale that only exists in the world of an electronic box throwing him crafted pictures taken from a page a script written to give him false hope or ink on a page his crafted to be closer to his made up fairytale that he so longs for. And as for you , you aren't here and do you know why ? Because you are the same , you feed me lies give me hope and then ****** it all way , you do what she did ,you make me smile , make me feel , make me want to live again and feel as if I have a meaning ,as if I mean something to you ,if this time perhaps it's real and your words aren't as hollow as my soul. But letting you in will end in the same result ,letting my guard down will be an invitation to new Scars a self inflicted torture but maybe I love the pain , maybe the solitude and sorrow coupled with the torture of an absent lover covered by an illusion of one day sharing a warm home with her had gotten me addicted to the sharp pain of pleasure that tortures my being every time I see lovers love each other. You aren't here to hear this because in the end I am to you what today is to you , just another . My words are your food but the taste buds on your tongue will crave another for that's all I am and will ever be is a phase , a phase never to be loved or wanted.
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 6:53 PM UTC
I am looking for the one
who likes
my curves
and my sharp edges
because he'll help
to soothe and smooth
any thoughts of imperfections
I have worked here long an hard
though rarely do I spoil
myself a weary bard,
as in earth I daily toil
I seek the one who sees me -
scarred
who's heart forever loyal
a mosaic made by tiny shards,
diamonesque an royal,
releasing us of all that's marred,
to paint our love in oil,
on a canvas perfect rare within
in spite -our perceived flaws,
to paint us in our poetry
an leave us feeling awed
as I will feel
as he does too
an grateful if by God
gently just to love an live
while not to mind a scar
an when I see my light in him
it is to view myself-
as star
all time and space
now just erased
my star seed
my sweet heart
he will illuminate my very being
in refracted love we'll shine
the light will be our seeing
from love that we divine
our touch will be so freeing
an every one sublime
an he will feel the same within,
his hand
inside of mine
walking in our peace and love,
until the end of time
hearts to live in poetry
in synchronistic rhyme
regardless
of our bodies here
our souls
now eternally
... entwine. ❤
Ma Cherie © 2017
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
Life seems so uncertain
my love a distant dream
nothing feels quite solid
or as real as it should seem
I want to be depressed
to hide from hurt and pain
but when beneath a storm
one cannot avoid the rain
and every lesson good an bad
is never taught in vain
I just keep on going
I pray for sunny skies
instead of all these clouds
around,
who hide it
in disguise
I will just be patient
hopeful
and wait upon a sign
for my sweet love to come to me
for our two stars - align
I wait beneath a summer sky
under a beautiful new moon
for true love to find me finally,
to play me a sweet tune
as I
am listening
most intendedly for the music
Ma Cherie © 2017
Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 6:55 PM UTC
I know your voice
so true
it haunts me in the night
I see
as you see too
as we have the SAME
"eye" sight
I remember your touch so warm
even tho I've never felt it
I'm certain that if I touched you
my heart?
yes you would melt it
I wish that I could smell you
your sacred sweet and mine
I wish that I could touch you
and feel my heart-divine
our magical transcendence
is written in the stars
and instantly immediate
erasing all the scars
you will know me
well love
you've longed for my soul too
set up some g.p.s. babe
to find the "one" for you
eons an eons I have waited
I am screaming out your name
except I do not know it
and that is such a shame
just remember who I am now
close your eyes to see
find me with your heart love
to seal our destiny
hurry I am waiting
for you to come -arrive
I wonder every day here
how without you I'll survive
by boat or air just fly now
or get in your car an drive
my time
I will have to bide
but I will never tire
as you are all the fuel
I need to light my fire
you and I the phoenix
of two soulmates in desire.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 8:21 PM UTC
if I could fly to heaven
just to see you from above
I would watch you closely
darling
and fall deeply
with you in love
to watch you in your daily
to see your secret smile
to watch you as you work
and just sit with you awhile
I would study your sweet eyes
and the creases on your face
the way you move your arms
ah yes,
to imagine that embrace
I'd close my eyes- inhale
just to know your sacred smell
I would whisper gently baby
an put on you
a lovely spell
I'd remember every sadness
through collusion and confusion
I would know your every gladness
every thought and grand illusion,
I would find it all endearing
as you captivate my heart
I would shoot an arrow
straight
a hopeful loving dart
to let you know I am the one
that seeks out your true love
look to the stars tonight
to your heaven
up above
make a wish
just wish me there
I beg you see my star
I know you hear my voice
I do,
even if from way afar
every thing aligns as it should
until the day I see you again
the love I've waited for my whole life my lover and my friend
I will wait beneath my Summer Moon
I wait for you
I wait for thee
I will wait until I am no more
for your love
to set me finally free.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 8:05 PM UTC
I want to know
your tenderness
intelligent and so very sweet
I will love you heart and soul
I will,
to love you
such a beautiful new treat,
I want to run my hands
through your lovely lovely hair
and let you slow caress me
do things I'd never ever dare
like to kiss with no abandon
and love with out the worry
love you slow and sweet...oh,
an never will I hurry
I will hear you
I will listen
I will be your lovely one
I will be your shiny moon,
I will
and you my lovely shining sun
all the things we ever wanted
an relief when days are done
I've waited now forever
to find you is my goal
I have no other purpose
you are the half
that makes me whole
you are the other part
to my old and weary soul
please I beg you look above
to see my star tonight
I hope you see me now I do,
as I shine on you a light.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 8:46 PM UTC
I don't really want to leave
but it seems as if I must
my life is so uncertain here
an there is little I can trust
I only really know
that this is not for me
it seems I must pursue
my loving destiny,
I have heard you always
I hope you know me too
the one who frees me baby
already I love you
without knowing you in person
I love you this I know
I only need to find you
to let this flower grow.
Ma Cherie ©2017
Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 8:58 PM UTC
I know not of your hands
I know not of your name,
I know not of your face
but I have
always
known you
you are my soul's warm embrace
I have felt you
in their mindless empty touch
closer closer every time
an I need you
very very much,
I have yearned for the freeing
of your loving fingertips
the sanctuary of the warmest arms
and those perfect perfect lips
we can dance in my moon
as we move
slowly
waxing,
waning,
bringing both us back,
as time just slips an slips,
back,
before here
when
I knew you
back there
where
light
lives.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 6:51 PM UTC
darkness.
such an unfathomable concept.
what lingers in
the blackness remains
a mystery.
darkness.
scary,
yet beautiful.
it’s like
humans.
so many secrets
hiding in the
shadows,
insecurities
and anxiety
hidden from
view,
because out of sight
out of mind,
right?
wrong.
if somebody cares
enough,
all that’s needed
is a candle
to brighten,
all of those secrets,
now exposed,
to anybody
who just bothers
to look.
although darkness
seems like
an ever-expanding
mystery,
it’s easy
to figure out
if YOU just try.
darkness.
such an unfathomable concept,
and yet i think
i know it better
than anybody.
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 12:39 PM UTC
All the cliché Hollywood movies keep reminding me that love doesn't come by that easily. And it's a hard truth for me to accept.
And all through elementary I've always been the crush-er, the person crushing on the good looking person over there!
I've never been the person crushed on. But that aside, I've been filled up with all this love for you. I'm not sure if it's real or not.
You see, I've seen fake love so much that I've convinced myself that this love is also fake...
I won't tell you, "I love you" because I don't want to lie to you. But how can I still feel like I'm not lying? I still feel guilty.
I've never been "in love".
I've loved, and been loved in return, but is this--
Real?
I know you're out there, but I'm impatient. But I am willing to wait for love... if it really is real..
I'm sorry for lying.
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC
Hallways:
They're empty first of all.
And anything or anyone that appears to be there, isn't actually there, you-- are dreaming. Don't believe me?
Let's play a game, it's called, "Where's Waldo?" With you as "Waldo".
Yes, that's right, you-- have to find yourself in this sea of walls, floors and people you do not know.
These people, with stoic faces, walk the same halls, looking for the same thing. They do not care that you are here, and you don't care that they are here.
Just get to the end of the hallway, but don't go into the light, you are not here to die -- you can't. You have to find yourself before you do. But there are some people who die before finding themselves in the "Where's Waldo?" page.
They're dead!
Out of this maze of halls you find yourself in.
But you...
You are determined. You will not leave without finding yourself, do not allow yourself to give up!
Look!
At the end of the hall! It's you!
You found yourself! You win the search! Now go!
Run! Get to them, yourself is waiting for you at the end of this hall.
RUN! Run as fast as your legs can carry you! Because you do not have time to think, so RUN!
They need you to save them! They're calling out to you, screaming for help, for You.
Get to them, grab their hand, save them!
...And just as you barely make contact with their hand and lock eyes with a body with the same eyes and face as you...
They begin to fade, to disappear!! WAIT! NO!
Come Back!!
You were so close to saving them!
You wake up.
It was all just a dream.
You were dreaming right? You know you were dreaming!
You get up. Open the door... exit the room...
And you walk down a hallway...
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 9:30 PM UTC
The world here and there
Crowded crowded crowded…
Accidentally if we see
Still we may be separated
Accidentally if you’re aware
Will you find a way to me?
Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 6:28 PM UTC
Have you seen me?
They took my face
Off the the missing posters,
Because no one
Would want the reward,
If they saw my face.
The description
They removed too,
Because how can you
Define a girl
Who's nothing but bruised?
I have been missing -- gone,
For far, far too long.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC