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801 · Feb 2016
Phantom Limb
Torin Feb 2016
Sort of like a phantom limb
I can feel her
Even though I know she's gone

Sort of like the summer wind

Sort of like an old best friend
I haven't seen
In way too long

She's sort of like a phantom limb
The pain of loss
I deal with again and again

The pain of loss
Knowing I can never win
Torin Jun 2016
I was breathless
And you were formless
I watched as you were named
And felt the trees grow
The roots reaching
The twisted limbs
The dancing leaves
I was the soil and you were the seed
Nothing but a soul and rain
That was the way we began our journey
You were shouting
A rose from your throat
I dreamt of the sky
While I slept in caves
Facing gaping holes
And creatures
That was the way we began our journey
The band plays
And the music falls heavy on me
The way these angels
Bring me to my knees
So easily
795 · Jul 2016
Fire
Torin Jul 2016
I know the fires of the sun
Every ray of light life giving
Destroys a little more
A spark for you would devastate my city

Why does passion burn intensely?
That my heart would turn to ash
Its not what I intend
That my heart becomes the coal

Fire
Fire brings warmth
Fire eviscerates
I guess its just my fate
To be only smoke and memory
As the better parts of me
Burn away

I know the fires of the sun
And the bottom of the ocean
Both are fools to gravities charms
The weight you give me

Why does passion reach so fully?
That there is no skin I know
That isn't marked
By your tattooed name

Fire
My soul and heart on fire
Fire is the name I love
I'll burn as willing tinder
To shed light upon your dreams
I only hope you love me
As a dream that will never be
792 · Apr 2016
Monty Python
Torin Apr 2016
And now
For truth
It's not a game we play
It's not a virus, not a plague
It's healing and understanding
And it is love

And now
For peace
I'm tired of bullets
Im weary of falling bombs
It's diplomacy and trust
And it is love

And now
For something
Completely different
I'll train a cat to use a toilet
Using only silly putty and onion rings
And it is love
The king is dead, long live the king. May the onion rings of the empire always be crispy
792 · Mar 2016
inamorata
Torin Mar 2016
I was building walls through the middle of the sahara using only cardboard, scotch tape, and bulldozers, when I got bored and decided my time was better spent looking up flowers on the internet that I would never see firsthand

I realized then how I wanted to be someone to follow so I bought an ant farm at Miller's Corner Store, and set them free but not without first covering my whole body in honey and letting it seep through my skin to sweeten my heart

I put the queen in my left shirt pocket
788 · Nov 2015
Judas forgiven
Torin Nov 2015
And then Jesus kissed Judas Iscariot on the forehead

                   He knew he had been betrayed
                        But he loved him anyway
Just some food for thought.
Torin May 2016
As wrong as the clouds that gather on horizons but never bring rain
My heart beats your name in silence from fear you may hear it
I love you more than your skin, your eyes, your smile, your warmth
I love you as you heal me, and I heal you
That you grow flowers or thorny vines around my mind
                                          I'll feel pain or joy
                                         I want you to grow
So grow in me as darkness or life
                                  Whatever you choose to be
                                                              ­     Whatever you are
                                                             ­                      Whatever becoming me
Grow on me as wings

Just listen......
Because the song I sing
Is for you alone
And my notes are all the tender lights I had to fight demons to keep
I'll shine, I'll burn, I'll work, I'll die
My love,
                                             I'll grow wings
And my feathers harbor with each barb a piece of your soul
I never could fly
Without you
Maybe its good, transcendental, meaningful. Maybe its art, maybe its love. Maybe its whatever you think it is.
785 · Nov 2015
outer space
Torin Nov 2015
I wish I was  astronaut
My rocket ship to take me to the stars
I feel the turbulence of the take off
Knowing that the turbulence is me
And my rocket disappears
And I am left
In zero gravity
Alone in outer space
Philosophical musing
780 · Sep 2016
Live Again
Torin Sep 2016
We would see the only end
As a smiling face
A tidal wave
A new beginning
Seed that holds memory
A melody
A song worth singing
We would revel in it's glory
Embracing chapters
Familiar story
But the stones have grown cold
And a heart beat is just
We would see the only end
As a doorway
A stepping stone
A lesson learned
A childhood haunt
But sad as it seems
We only live once
And night can be much more than dark
776 · Feb 2016
I Was A Child
Torin Feb 2016
I was a child
I was a raving maniac
A raging lunatic
A prophet
Who saw god in all the symbols
And the symbols in everything
I made connections to the plants and the soil
The moon and the stars
To the times I read your mind
Knew the deeper meaning
Or just what was implied

I was a child
A selfless lover
A bitter fool
A dreamer
Who looked forward to every new day
I didn't know
I couldn't grow wings and learn to fly
I knew I could
My heart was pure
My love was innocent

My world was a vibrant dream
Full of wonder and opportunity
And color
And love
I didn't want to believe in pain
I couldn't
I was a child
776 · May 2016
brightest star
Torin May 2016
I feel somehow the star that shines brightest
Is too far away from me to see

I love the brilliance of the sun in the morning
Blessing us with benevolency

But I know that its light will just conceal
Stars shining in a way I want to feel

But I can't live on strangely constituted belief
And stars I'll never reach

So burn for me outside of my horizon
As the most beautiful star

And even if I can't see you with my ever searching eyes
Know I will always want you

Be a star in the night outside of my sight
But still touching my soul
773 · Feb 2017
I Lose
Torin Feb 2017
The moon will be gone tomorrow
Will fold me over like the pleats on her dress
I could ask one million times to each star in her eyes
And never find an answer
The stars of the night lose their meaning

And the leaves in the forest know it too
Holding onto branches and changing color
They only rustle in the breeze of coldest night
But they don't feel
And the beams cannot help them see

Each ray of light
Is complete dissaray
I only know I felt you near me
In some distant song of memory
About how I lived my dream

And how nothing is as it seems
771 · Feb 2016
Just To Feel Better
Torin Feb 2016
Ruts in the road
And raging river rapids
And the mountain
So many, so much
Too great a love
Too much the doubt
Too big the obstacles
That I battle with the sky
Because of the clouds

Just to feel better
I let it all go
Only to find
I'm still holding on

Just to feel better I'm still holding on

The past is many days
Now the story is told
And lessons learned
So many, so much
Too great a power
Too bright a truth
Too much is in me
That I learn how to die
To cancel my scars

Just to feel better
I let it all go
Only to find
I'm still holding

Just to feel better I'm still holding on
A song, I feel its one of the better ones I've written recently
769 · Nov 2015
But*
Torin Nov 2015
You may disagree with what I say
But
Poetry is supposed to have teeth
And if you disagree
That means I win
Because I made you feel something


You may not like my point of view
But
Poetry is a form of expression
A means to protest
Its not for the faint of heart
Its for the strong in thought


And to be true

The greatest poets of all time
Are the most controversial

At least they were in their own time
My take on why poetry is not respected like it used to be. Poets are supposed to speak truth, regardless of public opinion. If you want to understand what I mean read more of my poems
768 · Dec 2015
would you?
Torin Dec 2015
Would you die
For something that you believe in?

Would you live for it?
765 · Jun 2016
Abraham
Torin Jun 2016
A sound is ringing in my ears
I love the idea of night
But the moon is nearly full where you are
And the apartment is all but empty
Not a rock of Gibraltar
Not a stone's throw away
Not now
Now
My blood is composed of music
I love the idea of light
But the stars don't want to shine where you are
And my left shoe knows of holy souls
Not forty years in the desert
Not sacred pilgrimage
Not now
Now
Abraham
Take instead the ram
Sacrifice unto his name
764 · Feb 2016
I Remember
Torin Feb 2016
I remember
When the only sound you made
Was a flower blooming
Softly and sweetly
Honey colored
I remember
How I couldn't believe
Anything in this world could be so beautiful
Delicate and changing
Porcelain skin

And the bird that flew from your heart
Landed gently on my windowsill
And sang a song
I alone could hear

I remember
Even when the skies were grey
I felt the sunshine on my skin
The warmth of your touch
The light in your eyes
I remember
Never fearing darkness
Only feeling what man was made to feel
Wide eyed to the sun rise
I hoped would last forever

I remember
And that's what hurts me most
Remembering
When I only want to forget

That the bird that flew from your soul
Was pierced by a poisoned arrow
A song alone was silenced
And only I knew
757 · Apr 2016
my busted knuckles
Torin Apr 2016
I feel it again
A seething, writhing
Burn me down
I see it again
In myself
And I'm afraid
Maybe dreams that help me live
Make me die

I punch the walls
That I'll become
Concrete walls
I'm not afraid of pain
I hurt myself
My emptiness
My busted knuckles

I am again
Leaving my imprint
In these walls I see
These walls again
As I have always been
Will always be
Residual memory
A movement with no feeling

I strike at walls
That trap me in
My hands broken and ******
I'm not afraid of pain
But I'm petrified
Of life like this
My busted knuckles

I'm afraid instead of becoming you
I'll turn into a wall
Maybe hard to comprehend. The king is not a simple man
755 · Feb 2016
divided states
Torin Feb 2016
Used to be a dream
Streets paved of gold
The fire of liberty
Land of opportunity
Used to be a dream
But scheme on scheme
Of madmen's design
Sticking to a party line

I watched that fire
As a child I watched that fire dying
Smouldering embers and ashes
From sea to shining sea

Used to be a dream
But changing constitutions
Loopholes for the wealthy
Wage slaves and poverty
Used to be a dream
When an eagle flying
Symbolized what could be good
In the world

I watched that eagle
As I child I watched that eagle starving
From amber waves of grain
To purple mountains majesty

Used to be a dream
But we were all asleep
And when we woke up
We found america

Divided and failing
755 · May 2016
I walk.....
Torin May 2016
I walk
Because you walk

I walk
With the pain of the world I know

I walk
But I will not probably get very far

I walk
Watching my feet so I don't fall down

I walk
With a heart beating your name

I walk
With the most irreverent steps

I walk
Knowing you walk as well

I walk
In joy because I'm in your thoughts

I walk
Towards the love in your heart

I walk
Because you walk towards me

I walk
Every foot-fall in your directuon
Torin Jun 2016
If I ever dance
It will be alone
I'll have a shadow I see a face in
And a ghost that I become
It will never rain
And the eyes will always be blue

The clouds are weapons of war
Casting calloused fingers onto the skin of my feet
I cannot walk
I'll run away
Hiding behind the corners as the clowns decry my name
I won't know how to feel
I don't know what to say
The only thing I ever wanted
Are the things you wanted yesterday
You
You told me you loved me
And then proved to yourself
Youre afraid of love
750 · Nov 2015
Untitled
Torin Nov 2015
Isn't life that way
Crowded city streets
Breathing stop lights
Singing automobiles
Quiet in the country
White picket fences
And tire swings
The sky full of stars

There are dinosaurs in the grocery store
And new born babes leading companies
And psychopaths becoming millionaires
And then theres you, and then there's me

Because life is that way
Movies in the theaters
Actors sway to the sound of a muse
Under staunch direction
But we're on a stage
Its not all pretend
We eat our food
And our medicine

Still dinosaurs roam the earth
And children play on slides
And crazy fools play emperors
And I can see, and you can see
Train of though poem. Its a crazy world we live in
744 · May 2016
dimethyltryptamine
Torin May 2016
What is it when your dying
That makes you feel so alive?
Synapses shorten
Moment lengthens
There is no time
Only right now as forever

Birth and death
It all begins and ends the same way
And you'll find that in your dreams

There is spirit
Inside of you
As a molecule
Find it
Breathe it in
Let the colors be more beautiful
This life be more meaningful
Die or be born
Dream

You burst into this place

Its always inside you
Just waiting for your realease

The central exhibit for the presence of the other in the human world
"People who would sacrifice their crispy onion rings in the name of health, deserve neither health or crispy onion rings"

-im pretty sure Ben Franklin said it
737 · Nov 2016
rain
Torin Nov 2016
Even though the clouds
Clouds announcing your arrival
Have disappeared
Have fallen into sullen blues
And the furthest reaches of heaven
I will always feel the storm they brought
The destruction which they wrought

The rain will always put me under

The soil accepts the pain
As way to regeneration
It only stings my skin
While it slowly brings my end
As though the flowers bloom
Im only left to whither further
And each part of hope I held becomes such bitter rot

The rain will always put me under

I only learned of the stars
Because the way in which I saw them
Was something beautiful to you
I only know when it rains
There is no ceiling
Only grey
Only thunderbolts and lightning to change my faith
Into something lesser
I only feel every drop
Because there is no sky at night
I'm only me alone
And you alone

The rain will always put me under
736 · Apr 2016
Pastor Troy
Torin Apr 2016
He was my guide
My teacher
And all the lessons lost
Then learned again
This world has a way
Of laying you flat on your back
We have a way
Of lifting our legs in the air

When we are the ones should be doing the *******

He was a shaman
A ghetto Hammurabi
And when the night is too dark
And the truth too stark
And I don't want to play my part
I heed his words
His wisdom

I remember what he said
"**** this ****,
I need some chees"
How very profound
My ***** **** what you say, ain't no more play in GA
736 · Nov 2015
Buzzards and Doves
Torin Nov 2015
Only a pattern of happenstance
It's all it ever was
It's all we ever want
A linear progression of repetition
And evolution will never explain
Theories we can prove
Faith based on belief
But buzzards and doves are birds  

And the living room is underwater
And there are dinosaurs in every room
And the next logical step
Is for us to invent time travel
It was a random sequence of memories
That grew under the Sun
And grew under the moon
And it is the basis for what will be    

  It was the way that we a perceive
Pre conceived notions
And the money of nations
It's this reality that is more like a dream  
And the eruption was felt in the kitchen
The lava is flowing building islands
Where we can invest in condos
And share time on white sand beaches
735 · Apr 2016
Only Yours
Torin Apr 2016
I would've given up
A long time ago
**** it
I should give up now
But I can't
Its only because my empty hands
Hold a heart
And if I'm buried
I'm taking it with me
It's mine
As mine has always been
       Only yours......
I should've given up
A long time ago
I know
I could give up now
But I won't
Its only because I still have love to give
You as well
And if I get lost in darkness
Your light will fade
Its true
As truth has always been
Only yours
•••••••••••••√√√√√√√√√√••••••••••••••
I'll be your eyes to help you see
You'll be my heart to help me bleed
I'll be your shadow
You'll be my ghost
We'll share a body
~~~~~••••••••••~~~~~
We'll share a love
We'll share a house
We'll share the stars
That we're made from
                                I could be strong
                                    Without you
                                    But I'd never
                                   Be strong
                                    Enough
+++++++++++++++­+++++++++++++++
I was born
To love you
Its written in the stars
You were made
To love me
Its written on your heart
Four seperate poems
Combined and taken whole
I know I'm drunk, but this makes my ***** tingle
734 · Apr 2016
Disheartened
Torin Apr 2016
I've grown disheartened
Maybe light that shines so bright
Will only leave you blind
And all my words like all my feelings
Are misunderstood

I've grown tired
And in the five minutes it took
To write this poem
About how my mercury is in libra
But my Venus is scorpio

I've grown disillusioned
Because all my love is wasted
It's only water
It's only reflecting pools and hurricanes
And waterfalls

So
Do
I

I've grown
To be broken
And I am the water that smashes onto the rocks below
732 · Nov 2018
now i know
Torin Nov 2018
maybe theres a way
to save me from these blues
I don't go anywhere I want to
I don't choose
can't keep my head up to the stream of cosmic music that is blissful above my head
I never find the answer there
and its dark everywhere
and even a breath is poison

now I know

this'll be the thing to save me from these blues
these blues
until the color on my walls
is bright and shining
from the window an endless wave
of purples, greens and yellows
I know
when the stereo won't play a somber tune
sounds wide and vibrant cascading through the room
until the heavens chime in and sing along

now I know
732 · Nov 2015
the correct way to wait
Torin Nov 2015
I've seen you
Your just like the man who says to his fire
       'Why in the world
        Should I gather wood for you
        When your not even burning yet'
728 · Nov 2015
rooster
Torin Nov 2015
Pride and vanity
The rooster crows
But if it try to fly to the heavens
It will fail

Its ambitions and goals
Are inappropriate
It should know it can crow to the heavens
But it can't fly there
725 · Aug 2016
Storm
Torin Aug 2016
I tie my eyes to the skies
When the wind screams so close
So far away
everyday a cast of millions
Only lonely drops of rain
Reaching for an ocean

Let me sink
Don't let me swim
Let me find an empty end
When the wind that brings the storm
Makes me smile
When the storm on the horizon
Screams my fate
And I'll be put into the ground
For once
For good

I'll feel much better
When I feel not at all
When the rain becomes my flood
And nothings left to fall
This storm that was my enemy
becomes me
717 · May 2016
Thors Hammer
Torin May 2016
What if I have nothing to say?
What if my muse has gone away,
Taking her sweet breath that gave wind to my wings?
Her being the only reason I'll ever fly

What if I have nothing to say?
Nothing to explain?
No pleasure or plan
Only numbness growing as a shadow on my soul

What if?

These words are my tools
And I have complete control
Mastery
My game is playing with sound
My perfection is seen upon a page
What if?
Even with these tools
These nails that scratch your skin
My mallet the thunderous hammer of Thor
My ***** driving into your thoughts
My wrenching of your emotions
I could not build a thing
Only destroy

What if?

It could turn quite ugly

Luckily
We won't have to worry about that today
Because my muse stays
She loves me
Even if she can't show me plainly
She does
Its just


Its just complicated
That's all
Addendum. I would only destroy myself. I'm actually quite skilled at the task
715 · Mar 2016
Pompeii
Torin Mar 2016
******
Let me show you my weakness
When I tried to be strong
I was a lover all along
I was right when I was wrong

And all the passion
I became Vesuvius
A cauldron of boiling energy
An eruption to destroy Pompeii
And **** the innocence

And what would ever make me weaker
Than being shown the god I believe in
Is only a false idol
A deception
Leading me to the darkest parts of night

What will make me strong again?
Only love

And in Pompeii
They are still frozen in time
The moment a beautiful landmark
Became a killer
And the look of terror can still be seen in their eyes

And really all I can say
Is that I'm sorry

I tried to be something
But I wasn't strong enough
714 · Jan 2019
new moons rising
Torin Jan 2019
When I wake
Its you I want to see
When I am
Its you I want to be
When I dream
A light gleams far away in your eyes
When all I see
Are new moons rising
713 · Jul 2016
Time doesn't give a reason
Torin Jul 2016
Do you ask yourself sometimes?
What it is and what will be?
Who we are
Trains may arrive in stations
The hands on the clock
Our fingers
But our hands have never been pure
Who we are

How it feels
To feel
How it feels to feel just the way you do

Don't you want love and silver and gold?
What is truth and how we seek
Who we are
Clocks always strike the minute
But our hands toil with the devils work
Our faces never stay the same
Marching forward
Who we are

And how it feels
To feel
For you
Time doesn't give a reason
713 · May 2016
I Can Only Guess
Torin May 2016
I can only guess.....
That the universe has a plan
The stars we come from repeating many times in different forms
The dust we were
The dust we'll be
And a river of time that at least in this reality
We swim
We swim or drown

It's all us

I can only guess
What constitutes poetry
The words that mean everything can be the simplest of nothing
The words obtuse
The words straightforward
As long as what is said brings with it meaning
We read
We read to feel

It's all art

I can only guess
What love is made of
The love I feel when it will only bring me pain
The love I don't have
The love I should know
But I try to define what can't be described
Looking for meaning
Losing the feeling

Its all been
710 · May 2016
I May Upset You
Torin May 2016
And I may upset you
You writer
When I say
The words you spill upon a page
Awaken nothing in me
Nothing I haven't known before
Nothing at all
That I couldn't say
In a manner of the moon hanging above a nightime bay
As the ships roll in
And then roll away

I may upset you
You rider
When I say
Your horses lack the power
To carry me away
To a place I haven't been before
No place to find
Cornered in the eddies of my mind
And as unreachable by amateur hands
As the farthest star I can only dream

I may upset you
Fellow poet
Because my prose is cosmos speaking through me
And you know it as you fear it
As some indescribable tongue
Making sounds
You never even knew existed
And even after hearing
You can't imagine

I may upset you
But I know its only because
You lack the ability
To see beauty and embrace it
As something to learn from
Because I'm drunk, but still. A better poet. See silence. Selling out? See the lowest common denominator
709 · May 2016
Dont Worry, I Understand
Torin May 2016
How can it become
My form of rebellion
Is speaking the truth?

Soothsayers could not talk to God
The way I can
And you are not god
You are man

The whole worlds a cynic
What can you do for me?

And all that I see
Idiotic people everywhere
People people people
And people are stupid

The whole worlds a cynic
What can people offer?

How can it become
My form of rebellion
Is loving on?

Mystics don't know the spirits
The way I do
They talk to you
You haven't got a clue

The whole world's a cynic
What do we give?

Just people multiplying
Not living than dying
People people people
And people are stupid

The whole me is a cynic
And if I have nothing to say
That you want to hear
Nothing to make you smile when you don't deserve it

My form of rebellion is speaking truth
That goes over your head and through the roof
Something you'll never comprehend
But don't worry, I understand

People are stupid
Peasants, pions, be denied of onion rings.
709 · Aug 2018
Nuria
Torin Aug 2018
bring your hands that make the spring
now the seeds are new plants breaking through the surface of the soil
unwinding, spiral tendrils reach and hold
as when the sky becomes jewels above verdent land
flowers are now blooming
in my heart and mind

that dog who has his bone
the one you may find, manged, raoming in alleys or parking lots
half deranged, holding only to what he knows
dog and his bone
he is happy now
for him, right now will last forever

never could believe in the future
until I saw a movie about a maid
and it was only moments
switching places
we travel as witness
unindentured to the day

would only relief last forever
as when those grey clouds on the horizon
finally break over me
and all the world I know
708 · Jun 2016
I Am The Water
Torin Jun 2016
I am the water
I drown in
I am the rapids
With white violent foam
I am the tides
Sweeping away from the shore
I am the water
You swim in
Never knowing
How deep I am
The way I provide for life
Or promise death
I am the water
That falls from the clouds
I am the water
From drying out pools
I am all of it
I am the flood
To quench your thirst
708 · May 2016
Sorrow
Torin May 2016
I had a sad creeping feeling in my soul
A sullen lingering in my bones
A sharp piercing pain
My sallow skin
A sorrow
And melocholy invades my being
Pervades my tainted blood
Even when I bleed
Its only tears
A sorrow

I bleed onto roses
I bleed into streams
I bleed with the clouds
I bleed in the rain

I had a longing eating away at my peace
A poison making me a home
A silent cancer spreading
My hateful disease
A sorrow
And darkness grows as my heart
My fingers only reaching
To sharpened razors
I hold on to bleed
A sorrow

I bleed setting suns
I bleed distant moons
I bleed becoming mountains
I bleed into oceans
706 · Feb 2016
I See A Face
Torin Feb 2016
I keep seeing a face
As the dancers move across the stage
Flickering flames
Faces and names
A candle with a scent
Of cinnamon
I see a face
In the wreckage of auto accidents
Ambulances glaring sirens
Red lights
And hospitals
And innocent victims

I can't forget a face
A Judas smile
Medusa hair
Othello eyes
The most beautiful face
And in her hands carrying Brutus's knife

E tu
E tu

I see a face
Even when I close my eyes
704 · Nov 2015
seriously. what the fuck
Torin Nov 2015
I can write a poem?
I can write a poem
About anything in the world
Any dream ever held


Have you ever heard of Xanadu?
A place of blissful peace
Have you ever heard of Tokyo?
With your'e head stuck up your own ***

Sorry to be profane
But I can write a poem
In the method of the ancient romans
About ****** fellating in ******

But seriously
What the ****
I can write a poem
But will anybody read

I really don't give a ****
About sunshine or hearts
Just read the words i write
Because I know you'll feel what I say

And after an hour
Zero reads
Maybe you don't want to feel
Maybe I say too much
Appreciate what is great. Or be without it. I hate I have to write a poem about it but it just really irritates me. I'm drunk
704 · Mar 2016
constellations
Torin Mar 2016
These stars in my heart
This magical space debris
Has always been a part of me
From the beginning
These scars on my skin
Merely constellations
That hold a deeper meaning
If you examine them closely

And I know who you are
We share the same scars

This light in my eyes
Shines like a jewell
Like stars in the night
Until I see connections
These scars on my skin
Become a story told
These meanings
Only stars can hold

And I know who you are
703 · Apr 2016
Dancing Naked In The Rain
Torin Apr 2016
We have music in our souls
I have a torch I carry
A guiding light
So that I may find you
We have pain from lives before
And a belief
That when our heart stops
So do we

I had that dream last night
The same one as always
That I could fly to where you are
And hold you in my arms
While you smile in my eyes
And I live in yours
The clouds start to break
As warm rain
And we start to dance
Our naked bodies
Feeling
Only pleasure

We have music in our ears
Words only
In a melody
That means everything
I have a light I have to keep
To shine the way
And even clouds of grey
Make us lose our love of black

I had that dream last night
The one I told you about
Where we were dancing naked
In the rain
We danced the pain away
And retired to a peaceful place
Where the light was all we saw
And I slept with you
In a bed of feathers
Our bodies entwined
Becoming one
That our heartbeats become
Forever
703 · Aug 2018
seeing you
Torin Aug 2018
I remember that silver ore
Unrefined but intermittently beautiful
Just a hope for the future
A heart beat amongst the blood
And the teeth and the scars
That had left their marks on me

  I remember seeing you and smiling
Odes to the dawn, and dance, and the seeds
All my hopes for the future
Just a lantern in a darkened barn
And the viscera, the platelets and cells
That had made their home in me  

I remember feeling
But oh well
Feeling one by one
Fingertips and hips and lips
And diamond veins
Deep underneath the surface

I remember the waning moon
Becoming new with the dreams of tomorrow
Just vain imagination
And the blood
I remember the blood was flowing
I cannot forget
Lora Lee, I owe you a nice dinner
Torin May 2016
My soul is litter on a highway
I hold my eyes closed with my hands because I don't want you to see
Oh, how it was useful before
Now merely disgarded debris
Garbage that is still in love with you

My words that sound so sweet
I whisper delicate meaning because I lack the strength to scream
Oh, how I used to sing before
Now I'm only crying into clouds
Raindrops that burn and blow sideways

My heart is a broken sun
Rising still in my body and crossing the sky in your mind
Oh, how it used to give you warmth
Now the winters coming
And the sun is a cruel reminder

My love is a pile of ashes
Fragmented and distorted as a garden with no flowers
Oh, how it used to hold such scent
It used to live inside you
And as a phoenix it will live again
702 · Dec 2015
cauldron
Torin Dec 2015
Oh Tantalus!
How I understand you
Let this pool of water be a punishment
Let these low hanging branches be torture
Because you cannot drink
Cannot enjoy the fruit

A broken handle on a cauldron
It cannot be moved
The pheasant inside cannot be eaten
A transformation cannot be made
The rain stops
Aversion comes

Oh Tantalus!
As you sigh and weep your fate
Miserable and despairing
At what has been wrought upon you
I pray as the cauldron spills
You understand me
699 · Feb 2017
Age of reason
Torin Feb 2017
I want to come heavy
I want the weight of my world to land blissful
I want the dreams that I hold dear
To be caught between her brow
Her forehead

And age
We leave the age of reason
This world we know is growing old
I wasn't young

I wasn't perfect

I want to come perfect
I want the ending to be the beginning
I want the feeling that I give
To be stuck upon her brow
Her face

Her mind
Where its never the age of reason
And everything has its excuses
I wasn't young

I wasn't young
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