#torch
i have a light in my ribcage
a home for the lost ones, the
distant sign to come on home
i shine it over every traveler
let them bask in the warmth, to
shake away the lurking shadows
but who watches the watcher?
who welcomes the host?
I didn't need to know
where home was, as
nowhere was home.
so I never knew this comfort
until someone else with a
ribcage of wisps found me
Home is not a place.
I found my home with you.
and I will follow that light until
the
very
end.
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 11:13 AM UTC
If they let me,
I will lead,
I will carry this torch,
Through the storm and flood.
For if not for poetry,
I would be one with none,
This art is a language,
We must carry on.
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 9:44 PM UTC
Not a part of your church
In the dark I built myself
A torch;
And the moon whispers to me
In the night she sits
By me.
Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 12:42 PM UTC
_A leaf_ in the wind;
was falling in the rain
(such heavy rain)
It's despair,
the story of a kid
(such a common story)
Who fell away from their peers;
as it's so lonely to be brave.
As poverty's _coin_ flipped over;
soon dead on it's head.
Chasing any chance of wealth;
going round in circles,
Chasing it's tail.
With _a gun_ of six;
__shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot!__
The weapon of man's hand;
that only revolves around death.
And I'd still ask the Lord,
to shine on our worth;
Despite of us being at our worst,
never lose the light of earth,
as we keep shinning our _torches._
Jan 31, 2022
Jan 31, 2022 at 12:07 PM UTC
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Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 6:58 AM UTC
Though I don’t know
Exactly what to say
Still I must respond
To the undying impulse to write
Meaningless be It may
Still the flames I’ll sustain
And reward myself with the joy
Of a holding a pen
This is a call
A duty I must perform
So when the urge comes
I allow my heart to flow
Into the streams of many generations
Yes, generations yet to come
So when my torch burns out
My life will still glow
Like a many thousand lights
Long after I am gone
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 6:36 PM UTC
Must there be the voice of an old man
To be inspired by wisdom?
Must there be intelligible words
To guess out the intention?
Must there be vulnerability
To presume the proper truth?
There ain’t a single channel
On the interface of dialogue.
Must we lie only in whispers
To keep hurt under the seal?
Must we sigh only in earnest
To show others where we bleed?
Must we die only in peace
To pass the torch with ease?
There ain’t a single channel
On the interface of dialogue.
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 2:37 AM UTC
Life will continue and time will pass.
Like Vid-19
You'll only be remembered in class.
Mentioned in the worst ways and times.
¿Te acuerdas de tu hermano?
I'll hesitate and say I remember the time i spent contemplating if I'd ever get you or not.
I get it but why?
Leaving me a responsibility I never asked for.
He's mad and sad,
Doesn't even consider that fact I'm passed out
Blacked out
Crossed now
Passed out
Lost now
Rad.
Doesn't even know the blood forbade the name engraved, he was enslaved to and will change to a new.
Though it won't stay the same, I still hold the title and torch.
The one I'm expected to hold high with pride!
I won't let you down
But i will to him.
I'm sorry all we have is a blurred photo together and that all you could hear was gibberish from my mouth.
But know I love you.
Thick or thin
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 1:14 AM UTC
I saw him in the corner
The place you used to sit
My ghost of unrequited love
And he's become a surrogate
His eyes burned into me
They're the same shade of blue
He haunts me in these hallways
In the same way you used to
When I smile at him
It's you that's on my mind
A tangible replacement
To the one who left me behind
All you had to do was kiss me
Then you left me distracted
And this torch burns for you
But it's him I've attracted
Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 12:21 AM UTC
I really want to shout out your name on the roof top
Trying to tell you how I miss you so bad
I even don't know in which part of the world you are right now
For me your presence always feels like...
a torch that I can hold to light up the way,
a salty salt in the fresh sea, and
One breath that always I needed to fill my lung cavity
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 9:24 AM UTC
I grabbed the eternal fire of the life
when your laugh suddenly grasped me in a void.
As you cuddled my abandoned, desolate spirit,
what a piece of sparkle could really commit
did you at least see and feel it, my dear?
Till now I remember your humane manners,
as I climb my first power-smelling ladders...
I see how the love inside turns into ego,
If I'd have been sober and hadn't let you go,
Would you have still been so true and sincere?
Power is as right as the origin of life,
however as guilty as the creator's strive.
I live all the moments as if my last ones
and wish for a moment, just only at a glance
that you were around now, that you were here...
You are the reflection of my hazy past,
my self-destructed, inside-lost part,
a disparaged philosopher, a despised poet,
our sublime revenge we begin to get,
and my majestic woman,
you are inside yet...
So, the future is definitely clear...
Future is clear...
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 3:10 PM UTC
**This isn’t about the Sun anymore.
This isn’t about being the Earth anymore.
For once it’s not about being walked on.
It’s not about false hope.
It’s about hurting.
…
This is about burning.
…
Not because of the Sun.
But rather, the fact that you blindly followed a torch in the darkness and now—now you are lost.
…
And no matter how long you stare at the plaster on your ceiling, all of the lines and dots and weird shapes, the map isn’t clear.
…
You wanted to grab the torch to bring the light closer, to see better.
…
But you went to far and grabbed the flame.
...**
Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 6:35 PM UTC
As
Our
world
continues
to hollow,
The Torch of
the selfless
we
must
follow
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 3:43 PM UTC
today i'm dead
and I resurrected
or I died yesterday
when the window was
stars and fire
flame
today i'm dead
and took the torch with him
and the birds sing again on the street
29.06.18
Jul 8, 2018
Jul 8, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
O why, O why, O why was I born in this non-laternlit world?
No!
O why, O why, O why was I born in this non-torchlit world.
What woe!
And try, and try, and try I do, to fulfill myself, all others, too!
And try, and try, and try I do, to remind myself, all others, too:
That it is not man's devices that light the darkness,
but the sun's brightness…
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:54 PM UTC
I*n the torch of fire,
someone is burning,
dying every second
to keep the flame alive*.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 10:14 AM UTC
Torch in heart burns
Burns for the loss
of a friendliness sister.
It illuminates my tears
As I recall a time
where friendship blossomed
to run in fields.
Where day and night merged
with silver lining
And things seem
simpler.
Torch I feed strongly now,
with dreams and memories
With light and love.
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 9:17 AM UTC
I light a torch inside a creative mind
with breath and intention
The flame dances, rising high
to transmute into words.
Into poems, stories, manuscript
that flows on vellum white.
It burns brightly making my face a glow
and my heartbeat rhythmically.
When poem is done
words combust with air of voice
to echo into a special poem.
A poem, I gift to a readers mind.
StarBG © 2017
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 4:06 PM UTC
Look at this, on April the Fourth,
A man torched his Porsche in Ringwood North,
Now, that is a headline to read,
Why did he torch his Porsche, indeed?
Well, for insurance, obviously,
So, he's in the manure, prithee,
Poor fellow got sprung, you see,
I do admire rhymes in literacy!
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 10:19 PM UTC
THE QUEENS BATON RELAY
STARTS FOR THE COMMONWEALTH GAMES
THE TORCH IS NEALY READY TO GO
THE MESSAGE WILL REMAIN THE SAME
ATHLETES HAVE COMPASSION AND SKILL
AND WILL COMPETE ON THE GOLD COAST
THEY ALL HAVE DEDICATION AND PASSION
BUT TEAM SPIRIT IS THE MOST
THE GAMES REPRESENT
THE BEST OF THE BEST
COMPETING WITH EACH OTHER
THERE IS NO OTHER CONTEST
THE TORCH NOW STARTS
SUCH AN INCREDIBLE JOURNEY
CROSSING OUR GREAT PLANET TO SEE
THE TORCH YOU MUST GET UP EARLY
Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 7:11 PM UTC
I left your house--
the house I'd hoped would be ours--
and all I could think about is,
out of all the people in the world,
only you feel like home.
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
A speech beyond the grave I give
These words on stone to those who live
My dreams of past are all but done
So take my torch and live my son
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC