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3.0k · May 2015
Thank God for Poetry
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
White       Noise       Static
Hot           Haze        Humid

Heat Lightning
           condensation
           compression
           ******
Peace comma

be       still
              wait
written
    analog interference converts
2 digital Binaries
on    shhh   off
finished? Thank God
             For Today,

close the book.
2.5k · May 2015
Forgotten Thereafter
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Sensation al
be it warm,
turn s lightly
frigid as

The moon,
in visible
spectrum by
reflection,

a s un
doing kindled
friend ships
lost to

Frigid
Forgotten
Fall a sea
2.3k · May 2015
Harmony
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
unanimous
perfect
agreement

hands down
no argument

Countermelody
without the selfish back talk
point reinforcement

the Visionary
failing
falling

lost to
Deaf ears
not for
lack of
Volume

but out
of generic
disinterest

the Artist
flailing
calling

blind to
Deafinition
not for
lack of
Hunger

contrary
starving for
consummation

Hand in hand

The multitude
   A sacred harp

The gemeni
   One point by perspective

Souls  Synchronized
The sequel to "Melody"
1.4k · May 2015
Fear
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Chain grasped in hand
my own hand

I can go nowhere

do nothing
Incapable

bounded by a chain

Chain clutched in head
my own head

I can never live

not until
Indepence

gained upon release
Fear,  the one thing that only has the power we give it.
1.3k · Aug 2015
Ignoring the Beat (lyrics)
Thomas Maltuin Aug 2015
Hey! pal, don't make me your idol
just leave me alone
you'll be on your own, but I
don't care, that's not my problem
take it elsewhere
quit breathing my air, and just
die for all i care

love bleeds love
hate, cold indifference

it seems that the hero check-mated
his pawn for silent relief
consumating belief that they're

Strong enough, to get by alone
he's turned off his phone
the pawns pleading unknown for his

help

hey! this is the song of your season
its based on your reason ing
reckoning eyes
ignoring the skies
as we stare at our feet
just ignoring the beat of that

thump thump
thump thump
thump thump
thump thump
thump thump

Hey! pal, I'm trying to help you
I know what you've been through
I've cut off my hands too and
I know I've a right to your problems
I'm telling you
that you are mine too
and I will pursue because

Love bleeds love
hate, cold indifference

well it seems that the victim's persuaded
his defector is jaded
his soul's been blockaded when

the wounded hears that his friend needs a breath
he mistakes it all
for a wish for his
death

hey! this is the song of your season
its based on your reason ing
reckoning eyes
ignoring the skies
as we stare at our feet
just ignoring the beat of that

thump thump
thump thump
thump thump
thump thump
thump thump

Hey! now you're both in the wrong
this isn't your song
and the melodies long er than
either could ever realize
both need to survive
for peace they should strive because
love bleeds love

hate is bred in cold indifference

well, it seems that both sides have traded
all the love in the world
for cold bitter hatred

all the suffering ignored of
the bleeding and pleading
souls that implored you to

stop

hey! this is the song of your season
its based on your reason ing
reckoning eyes
ignoring the skies
as we stare at our feet
just ignoring the beat of that

thump thump
thump thump
thump thump
thump thump
thump thump

Well it seems that the  spectator failed you
He wants to help you along,
sing you his song but his
words failed to silent screams
as they were cut from his side
he bled and he cried (or died)
reticence gave way to indifference...
two friends
1.3k · Jul 2015
Blue moon
Thomas Maltuin Jul 2015
Once in a blue moon
I find myself
back at a familiar place
of passive-passive-aggression

Things I could say
remarks bitter-
-sweet in my ears
ash in my mouth

no one likes that flavor
so I  actively-actively-digress
I choose to choose
a path selfless

alone I sit
my bitterness is my own
1.2k · Jun 2015
goofy (10w)
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
gimmicks are silly
i just refuse
to stop loving them
1.1k · Jun 2015
All Just
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
Love War                
craving gore                    I see no red
turning once
beloved hope,                      
companionship,                          cast
warm loyalty,                            upon
against strangers
false hatred
created by                              my well
stolen bravery               gloved hand
filling the hungry
void of cowardice
who cares right?                       forget
why fight                                      it all
boredom surely
blood lust
All Just                   for a dollar's sake
This poem has at least two meanings.
Surely there are more. I'll leave that up to you though.
I'm interested to see what you all get out of this. so please
comment if you have an idea. There are no wrong answers.
1.1k · Jun 2015
Remember
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
There were two
then another
one feared the new
solitude would bring

one
plus or minus
mathematical as always
is it not?

to those reverent
toward ships
outward faced
yet ported still

'tis asked
no matter the course
or how rough the sea
wherever currents lead

"remember me"
1.0k · Dec 2015
(possible lyrics)
Thomas Maltuin Dec 2015
I just want to love you
like Jesus
loves me too
There will come a day
when I need
it from you

When lonliness
killing you bitterly
and drowning us out
I'll be here for you
And I'll be hoping
if I lend you my strength
you will remember
and love me too
959 · Oct 2015
drop
Thomas Maltuin Oct 2015
A water drop fallen down
to vast dark pools to drown

A dead brown leaf staying put
crumpled smashed underfoot

No wind to carry you away
stagnant broken here you'll stay

Blending in your world surrounds
passing by in leaps and bounds

Quivering shaking trembling not
overlooking your trivial lot

Blues so vibrant reds so pure
crying bleeding heart so sore

soul refusing brittle tempering
broken omitted needs remembering

tiny teardrop fallen down
vast dark oceans made to drown
Thomas Maltuin Apr 2015
The laggard

the sloth is so slow
his brain
busy
fighting itself
digging through

The paradox

fickle thing
false
and rightly so
we learn
not from

The answer

we learn
instead
from
mysterious
facts within

The logical abyss

do they become
true
or does the truth
lose itself
in the eye of

The beholder

in whose eyes
is desire
misguided
torn from
reality

The real prize
The paradox

The answer
The logical abyss

The beholder
and
The Laggard
A wedding from long ago examined in third person. An enigma. The truth yet simultaneously, nonsense.
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
I thought I'd post a poem today
though i know not what about

but then i heard the little bird say
tweet tweet gibberish harmony pout

I look around at all the bad poetry
and sigh with such relief

I'm glad that my words of maple tree
are eloquent beyond belief
collaboration poetry with ******-Delic
861 · Jun 2015
Paranoia
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
The craziest
fear living
feeding off my soul
eating rations daily
why

its  power equated
by allowance
only growing
expanding
how

like the narcissist
and his praise
the shadow grows
when we forget the light
Delusion,  misconception,  lies,  uncertainty, they grow because we feed them.  Pain disappears when forgotten. So do the shadows.
848 · May 2015
Not a poem
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
-Is not poetry
-Just blank prose on a blank page
-Devoid of meaning

That was a haiku
listing its own description
maybe this is too

Fruitlessly search her
Find her pointless intention
Flog her innocence

Be not satisfied
consummate your great wisdom
speak of your power

From literal farce
the meaning of life is found
flourish as she dies
Please comment what this poem means to you.  The beaut of poetry is what the reader gets out of it. As our minds try to understand the mysterious,  we imply our own assumption from unique experience which leads to infinite perspectives of an infinitesimal point.  By sharing we find the common denominator that is unknown to even the author.
824 · Jun 2015
orthografical unsertentee
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
The idea in mined
fragmented peaces
what is proper
I do knot

no

I daunt
or due
eye
pondering
fail two times
beginning to
fined

per haps
the grate est
struggle is
taiping war
in on or
around spell
ink
a challenge poem,
challenge issued by Mirror :3
challenge accepted
779 · Jun 2015
Some prose
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
mother was right
she always was
I know for certain
you can't make people
love you not really
you can guilt a smile
contrarily though
the real thing
comes naturally
by its own terms
by no means will
you be welcome
to the radiance
if you walk in
by your own terms
do not try anything
without an invitation
nothing too interesting here, I may refine it later, but for now, it will just be boring old words
746 · Mar 2015
Underscore
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2015
there it is
that reminder
something is missing
though i never had it

what is it
it was a plan
i thought anyway
a task i need to do
maybe it's not important

is it real
did it exist
maybe i'm broken
is this a metaphor
is this moment my whole life
a string of useless empty thoughts

another day
another underscore
why an underscore?
your thoughts...
746 · Mar 2015
Protagony
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2015
Movement One
 
 
story    without    plot
  rhyme        no        reason
  they are beautiful               I embrace them     
   
though frivolous
 
perplexing
how
               you believe                they have meaning  
without existence      of     contrasting            
thought
 
 
 
 
Movement Two
 
would you part Gemini     or                                 
    hands     from 
                             their work
 
without water
land they till
becomes dull
mass of dirt
 
End of Statement
Not of song
 
     what lyric                  without voice
    has freewill                  without choice
must I
                list the meaningless               
forever
in
 
 
silence
 
 
 
 
Movem­ent Three
 
what is
harmony without
melody
paint without
canvass
medium without
foundation
 
What a thought!
true freedom
without direction
majestic for a moment
 
only a moment
 
the pitfall of
my unfinished labor
makeshift vanity
dissipated into
forgotten dreams
 
make no mistake
such creations
bear certain
appeal
 
yet unseen
essence draws
them
 into

 
the void
 
 
as memories
fragmented
in pieces
 
without one
final sliver
become
 
 
spare        change
 
 
on the table
 
overlooked
forgotten
though of value
upon assembly
 
 
 
 
Movement Four
 
what is a character                                          
                  without a tale?                                    
what is a novel                                                
           ­   without a soul                                 
                      to speak of    which was first    
                                        chicken or egg
                                             to those who say
                                         egg I say "nay"
                                                  a chicken will thrive
                                        without young
 
                                            the simple ellipse
                                             without a mother-
                                  hard-boiled
                              in a salad
 
together they are whole
the one gains life
the other lives
abundantly
 
The Grand Scheme!                           A Master Theme!     
can there be             
                    a creator without
 
creation
 
 
 
 
Movement Five**
 
Is a book worth writing without characters to fill it? or would it
be filled, with lands and backgrounds of ambiguity?
Is a person annulled without life to retell, or become a mannequin with
a simple, painted, face
 
p e r h a p s
 
                joy         within        the stories    
hardship and     experience    manifest          
    history and all           live           in footprints         
    |                         |    
        silhouettes dreamed  | the Identities |  in the wake                       
  |                         |  
of
 
The Protagonist
Don't read this on mobile.  The spacing will be wrong and words will be out of place.
743 · May 2015
Untitled
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Alone  for a time
Aforetime isolated
A reflective dot
Haiku
729 · Jun 2015
Artistic Binary?
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
Is
Is not
these two
no more

Actual

Fact is
There are only
two types if people  
those who believe
and the zeroes

ity

On
Off
True True
It's skewed really
False False
By its own nature

Exhibit A
was it G?
everything exists
evident in hard lines
proof

Even backholes

What if

proofing
God
equates
proving
Art
Clarification
I'm a Christian
729 · May 2015
Untitled
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Yugen pick your friends
Yugen try to please the world
Yugen never fail
Yugen be who you wanna be
Yugen contradict
Yugen be happy
Yugen steal my words

Yugen, you are
   On your own
Yugen read this poem
717 · Jun 2015
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Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
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Some nonsense if you can make any sense out of it let me know.  I know what it says anyway.
694 · Feb 2016
Self Empathy (a lyric poem)
Thomas Maltuin Feb 2016
What is this pain-
where is it coming from-
what does it want from me

I am cold
I am bittersweet
growing old
I'm incomplete

Why
are
you
killing me
killing

you
don't
know
I'm alive
but I'm-

Crying
I'm sighing in disbelief
Trying
to **** this broken stupid thief
he's laughing
with no remorse
taking our life
stealing all our
joy
all our peace
all our
keep on going

I just know-
I don't know anymore-
I don't care, what's the reason
for it all

What am I
What am I doing here
Where is this pain
coming from I see it's you

All
your
dreams
are just
lies until you
see
that
we're
all just sleeping all your

Dreams will
never be coming true
Not un-
less you believe in that you
can't see
and step out in faith believing
blindly
overcome and
stop believing
all the lies
what relief
take control
and give it back
to the one who
made it and
surrender to his will

Why am I crying-
why am I cold and empty-
why am I
trying when I know I'm falling
down-
I'm ready to
hit the ground
and just pound
my fists against the wall
don't you know that I am

Dying
I'm tearing myself to pieces
one shred at a time
one for you and one for
me I'm
clinging to cold remorse
but I won't give up another minute

I love you...

too...

[Break here]

fever
in my mind
in my body
in my
soul-
why are my

hands shak-ing
I have lost control
I never had it
What's the toll
for getting past the border
into peace and
knowing that you all are happy
knowing that you gave your best and tried

Oh! I tried...

Why am I cold
yet I'm burning up inside
who is speaking of me
who is thinking of me
does it really matter

[heavy break]

my pores
can't take any more abuse
my sores
are they real or am I dreaming
is it real
or am i living surreality
alive
in the shadows
I am melting
down
dripping down the walls its all

beyond my control
I am letting go
one
digit at a time
oh these paws are shedding
I don't- no!
that is the phrase
that is the curse that's
afflicting all my own inside
the prison of our sheltered minds
and putting all our limbs in binds
and burying our faith in endless

[silence]

what is this pain
where is it coming from
what does it want from me

you stupid selfish parasite
let go
how do you like being torn in two
unrealistic unreality

[sudden silence and continue]

I am cold
I am bittersweet
growing old
I am incomplete
am I too bold
am I crossing a line right here in
taking
just a minute just to let it out
and stop

no I won't stop
not if I can help it
you are so worth it
I won't lie
I'm am kind of lost
and I don't know
where I am
and I just trail off in
This is a work in progress and is nowhere near finished
686 · May 2015
Untitled
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
The Fringle comes
in brawly runs
inside thweem  drums
and peppanuns

In am big
You us thems
Filet see
US cows

Derivative equated
To Dis one time
Remove the s from integral
Dis integrate

Cal,  cul,  us
m,    t,      e,
My
Thermometer
Exercises

The right
to remain

in silence
Couldn't think if how to write what was on my mind,  so here is some

Your welcome
685 · Feb 2016
What is a name
Thomas Maltuin Feb 2016
What is a name
that which defiles
an idea
a rustic title
for the facade

What's in a name
a few letters
a meaning perhaps
false interpretation
belief in someone real

What is my name
but a way for you to call me
a sound I remember
a curse of things I can't escape
a tag I can't remove and hide behind

~Me
an experiment
671 · Jun 2015
Dessert de Serve Desert
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
I cannot emphasize enough
how well I know your savor sweet
but time and time again I chuff
for black and bitter bite I meet.
Your hunger for my energy
is all i crave to feel complete
but longing I  no longer see
I fear the sound of fleeing feet.
656 · Jul 2015
Paper-Plane
Thomas Maltuin Jul 2015
We know that life is 4 dimensional
there are the three common dimensions
and time

what happens, however,
when life feels more like
the square root of + (-E^4)
(E = existence)
in deed

what happens when you feel
(or fail to feel as I would have it)
as if two crucial dimensions
had vanished

what happens when you take away
time and depth

(+note: in the above figure, "E" is "-"
because, two see a two dimensional image
we must often view first the "negative")

I'm breaking new ground
this unknown is being discovered
by my own hand
perhaps as i win whatever
great award of science
for my endeavors
my apathy will be mistaken
for humility

when life has become two dimensional
it's not that you don't see dangers coming
but when they approach, you simply apply
false and forced perspectives
(you have that power)
the saw tooth from the pop-up
book of reality
looks more like a triangle
drawn upon the flattened page

whats more is that it's approach
is either instantaneous or
infinitely slowed as glass
(unbeknownst to many, a time defying liquid)

once we take away time, there is neither
enough duration to think or
little enough to care

upon the removal of depth
everything becomes continuous
a paper, a plane, a plain plain of plainness

without the solitary reference point with which
to mark the other removed

and likewise, without time, depth is stretched
into insignificance

thus, i have renamed the first two dimensions
formerly known as length and width--
for without the latter--
the former are beyond death,
they are simply not living

dimension one: will
dimension two: consciousness

we might see that dimensions
three and four
also have alternate identities
but they are more obvious and
needn't any recitation
emotion and experience
take these away
and nothing has definition
none whatsoever
all points are simply confined
to their own existence

therefore

everything becomes

imaginary
if life = -E^4
and the graph of life two dimensional is
the square root of "-E^4"
then 2DL= iE^2
imaginarey existence squared
623 · Jun 2015
Mirrored Interpretation
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
are you slow
or just late
in regards to the ball
       did you homeward run

or sweeter
compared to my honey
pouring out venting
       sarcasm bitter

A tell tail tale
or was it tale tell tail
still albeit moving
       an eclipse of ellipses
... ... ... ... ... ... ...
A collaboration poem
606 · May 2015
Korya
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Happier          times                      
                         unknown          before
now           revealed              
                                        against        antagonistic      
Future's        unlikely                  
                          circumstantial    meddling
wrathful        Clouds                    
                             arrived             ruined
death                                        
   defeated
                                                     de novo
me deciphering this
http://pre01.deviantart.net/fa31/th/pre/f/2015/093/9/4/the_handsomest_bloke_of_them_all_by_kitty_slide-d8obo9w.jpg
605 · Jan 2016
Holistic Dreams
Thomas Maltuin Jan 2016
Sometimes I like to go to sleep
and in my garden private reap
incorporeal and silent friends
no need for hurts or make-ammends

When waking into nightmares cold
could I be forward or so bold
to stay right here a moment more
this peaceful place my mind explore

I am not missed my friends aren't real
my pain and sorrow they won't feel
they tell me how so much they care
with hollow vacant bitter air

When nothing in my mind is real
what can hurt me,  what can I feel
we medicate to numb our pain
Why then are my holistics vain

Sometimes I like to go to sleep
as haunting thoughts upon me creep
their icy fingers slip away
left behind in yesterday
Mr. Fox,  you are missed
590 · Feb 2016
The Process
Thomas Maltuin Feb 2016
You tell me I've a problem
   Problem one I know already
   Already working to mend it
   It stays broken in spite of me
          And so I freak out
I explode with resentment
   Resentment is my fail safe
   Safe I no longer know about
   About face,  I turn around
          And so I'll claim no one gets it
Sadness comes I know I'm wrong
   Wrong to tell you you were
   Were any of my attempts real
   Real life sinks in
          And so I go down uncertain
I implode knowing I've a problem
   Problem two I know already
   Already passively trying
   Trying it is, seeing my self lies
          And so now I face myself
574 · May 2015
Mentis Strepitus
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
No given thought
from one so young
of double speak
or triple tongue

I cradle thee
within my boughs
ignorant of
thy whats and hows

Jednom slomljena
ce jour, repare!
mia mente, la vuoto,
verloren geht, und wie!

'Twas scattered 'bout
now gathered glued
so yugen read
this thought subdued

if now a mess
no more to rhyme
you should have seen
this,
       aforetime
some nonsense poetry
if you make sense of it i'm proud of you
just for translating
571 · Mar 2015
Once in a While
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2015
9:30
go to sleep

wake up
check the time

5:30
blink

7:30
blink again

10:30
day begins

coffee in
feel the same
wish I had some Nicotine...
though I could
getting up

Not important

i'm angry
no I'm not
Pessimistic?
that's not me
yes it is

Who am I

read some lit
maybe later
to feel (Blank)
where's the wife
did she cook

What's it mean

this must be
what I wished for
pray for Peace.
ignorant
of definition

I don't have 1

eat some tuna
feel the same
don't know how to Smile?
class starts soon
get it done

Maybe I'll just sit here

why am I angry
im not
mad Thoughts
without emotion
steady heart

Where was i

wish i could be myself
what's that anyway
nothings Right
nothing's wrong
nicotine

Didn't help either

did the world stop
while i slept
did i miss It.
am i black
or white

What's the difference

Maybe i'll play guitar

i didn't
maybe
(This)
is the real me
once in a while
537 · May 2015
Emotional Exorcism
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Demon
in my head
con trolling

can it
where how
does it draw

power
to handle myself
authority mine

once
upon a time
I had will

resolution
discernment
direction

freedom
obtained
by the way

materialization
paper pen
raw thought

disoriented
dazed
detrimentally disturbed

determine
describe
define
direct
demand

I have your name in my hand
I wash my hands of you

ink
sink
drain
Poetry (Po-eh-tree)

1. The act of describing something beyond words

2. Getting an ambiguous thought down on paper so that it is interpretable

3. Ownership
533 · Jan 2016
Unspoken
Thomas Maltuin Jan 2016
Another dead
another broken
another word is left
unspoken

I saw you in your time of need
your sores and pus I'd often bleed
with this we'd formed a sacred creed
I'd be a friend in word and deed

time and  time again you'd  stumble
and the more my tongue would fumble
your flesh grew big I grew humble
both our minds became a jumble

Another dead
another broken
another word is left
unspoken

your every life like night and day
from Hot and cold you'd often sway
whilst my nine empty  dressed in grey
grew stagnant in lukewarm decay

with every passing solid moon
for your howling ache you'd swoon
my fear would take my every boon
in angst I would await high noon

another dead
another broken
another word is left
unspoken

as I watched our friendships dying
I only wished that I was crying
eyes were dry,  was my heart lying?
thought of pain,  felt only sighing

do I pervert and weakness skelp
or in my lonely sorrow yelp?
was it in heart I tried to help
or do I prey on weakened whelps

another dead
another broken
another word is left
unspoken
I think I'll be back to work this one further
512 · Aug 2015
fitted fated faulted forged
Thomas Maltuin Aug 2015
We fit together
like two puzzling pieces
in a bigger art

how did we end up
together with our edges
smoothed and locked in place

do we really fit
a portrait of completeness
lacking symmetry

unlike images
framed to showcase perfection
pieces glued in place

we have been bonded
in aging years of trouble
an age fused friction

to pull us apart
would tear at fibrous union
leaving neither true

could be both of us
incomplete wanting to try
one whole from two lacks

I'm content to stay
if broken but together
inseparable
446 · Dec 2015
Only One To Fall
Thomas Maltuin Dec 2015
Crystalline shimmer
dancing in the background
lost to darkness thick
hated by so many
missed by so very few
fearing to be the one
only one to fall

Waiting for sunshine
thinking solely of absence
not pessimistic but cynical
watching closely the stars
hoping for that failure
just a single one
only one to fall

Crystalline shimmer
standing on the brink
peering over the cliff
never daring to jump
ignorant of its magnitude
broken masses led by the
only one to fall
446 · Aug 2015
hello
Thomas Maltuin Aug 2015
are you there,
were you killed?

are you hiding,
were you hurt?

I'd feel better

knowing

if you would return

You are a gift

I don't deserve

to have you

Without you,

I'll be

What I always was

Is just

that

which

I

Fear
for a friend
442 · Oct 2015
Tomo Dachi
Thomas Maltuin Oct 2015
Friend
through the looking glass
I see
a part of you
a part of me

Eyes that hurt
and eyes that heal
a brother in spirit
in truth
reveal

Imaginary
friends at first
for just a moment
not rehearsed
a reality

brotherhood
patience
and hope
Trying to organize a response to a hard to answer question.
Granted, I'm probably insane.
437 · Mar 2016
Therapy 3 (lyrics)
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2016
I'm so tired of being jaded
my direction is belated
beat to the punch by self-berate-ment
that's well deserved

I've found so much meaning in
giving you meaning, you all
I've sounded so meaning in
being so meaning-ful
I'm so tired of being tired
and running my head through the
wall in my head
so why can't I do the real thing and from
imagination spring into
light
of day

I'm so tired of being hated
my own soul is complicated
so how can I help you explicate it
when I'm self killing to fear

I guess it's all a fairy tail
that I love to tell so well
I try to give you hope and yet
I'm standing in the hailstorm of my
own constructed misery
I never told you lies, but
are these my own two eyes

I only meant the best
417 · Nov 2015
Third Party
Thomas Maltuin Nov 2015
I just saw
two faces
pain and apathy
the sea and the wall
crumble

The blockade is down
and there was much blood
It was both beautiful
and sad

The depths received the truth
gushing out from the remains
the ruins
of a once well-laid
and seemingly beautiful
barrier
that protected the broken
builder behind it

When I left
the sun was bisected
half of it obscured
by the horizon

whether it was coming
or going
I do not know

The builder was sitting
on the cold shore
shivering from the wind
that had blown over the cold waters

I like to Imagine
for there is not just one
possibility

Will the two rest
like a faded painting
rusting into antiquity

or will the ocean thaw
renewed by the warm breeze
now freed by the absence of the wall

and the builder
pick up the pieces
and build something worthwhile

I have imagined myself in that picture
part of me wanting the pain
and the possibility

but,

I am only a spectator
and I know my place
I ready myself
and turn to watch
the next eclipse or solstice
sunset or sunrise

I put on my mask
and carry my wall
409 · Jun 2015
Don't worry,
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
__I'd let you know
if there ever was a burn notice
I'd set it on fire and watch the embers
I'd let them remind me
    of the passion burning
away at my fibrous essence
running out of fuel for lack of  outside sources
call me a parasite (I'm apathetic now)
    while I'm clinging to hope of
someday having another line
of contrast to annul my narcissism
finding the difference to 180
    finally being good enough


    for someone,
    if it mattered.
I'm still here
I still plan to be
if you want

either way
there's no hard feelings
water bridge
392 · Dec 2015
Imaginary Tears
Thomas Maltuin Dec 2015
While sitting here I think of ways
I may have done you wrong,
but by and by on dreary days
you tell me I belong.

You say my fears are paranoid
and naught but love I share,
but who am I to what I'm-
afraid I just don't care...

Through all my hopes and brittle dreams
of friendships lasting years...

I don't know if I'll e're know more
than
imaginary tears
387 · Jun 2015
Things I don't know
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
who you are
what you did
when you fell apart
where you stand
how you got there

why you left

you are beautiful
    not perfect
I hope you do your best
    or die trying
if I could find your pieces
    I'd put you back together
I have to search for you first
    in a word anyway
I would try to find a way
    I will be praying

because I care enough
    to hope for understanding

Who must I be
What are the steps
When do I start
Where is my courage
How can I help

Why do I worry

Things I don't know
but I'd like to

I will be praying
God forbid,
you become another lost

answer
When a friend of mine has a problem or loses their faith,
I don't hate them, I love them all the more.
I feel like crying. True friends want to help.
381 · May 2015
ThatShinyThing
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Sparkling
diamond broken
now a glittering cloud
dusting shinies
on all it touches
never forgotten
fur a furiend
379 · Aug 2015
Untitled
Thomas Maltuin Aug 2015
Everyone is wrong,
even me
there is only one
right,  he's three

In a world
full of falsehoods
ignoring the double edged
Truth

Instead of masking
my shortcomings
I'd rather bleed
as I read

Grant me Courage
Love,  and Understanding
363 · Mar 2016
Therapy 1
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2016
I am my own worst enemy
I could be my own best friend
but this
extrinsic obnoxious extrovert
just won't see the truth
and yet
he takes up for me
the unworthy harrier

We both think the other foolish
but I the wiser!
undying optimism
fades as reality sinks in
so I settle
for the sake of safety
in pessimism

No one sees the real me
the few who have
explained
just how abrasively
I oxidize their good humor
and so
the kid lives on
smiling
and I behind
wondering if my hidden prison
has made me...
360 · Jun 2015
Vicious Cycle
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
Growing tension
Ever threatening
To take the life
That bore its creation
To take the life
That engineered its existence

Proof,  I say
Proof the sharpened wisp is
Self destructive in all its ways
Evidently masochistic,
The snarling horror
Edifies it's stature
Sharpening its teeth
On his own malice

Builds himself up
To tear himself down
At the foundation
355 · Jun 2015
What is the word
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
Can I say nothing
(what is the word?)
to happiness bring
(meaning obscured)?

Can I say nothing
(nothing at all?)
and let silence ring
(to peace enthrall)?

Can I say nothing
(is it so wrong?)
for hatred's muting
(deafening song)?

Can I say nothing
(what is this plight?)
can I say nothing
(say nothing right)?
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