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Marty Jul 2018
Upon my cheeks
For the world to see.
Debossed deeply
Agony and weariness
Linger in the dry rivers.

Endless nights
No sleep in sight
Heart knockin on deaths door
Mornings light
Evils terrifying fright.

Burning a path
In loves aftermath
Torture defined by wrath
Spelling out demons path
Washed in the ****** bath.

Pillows soaked in tears
Releasing nightly fears
Sheets devided by daggers and spears
Stacked upon satan's piers
As the glorious end nears.

Happiness avails
As the nights air becomes stale
Love once again will fail
Open the daily mail
And receive the mornings hell
Marty Mar 2018
Oh, but the pain we suffer
Alone in the dark, at night
Ruminating lifes agonizing flaws

Piles of letters on the floor
Apologies and final farewells
Meaningless attempts to explain

A hammer pressed tightly
Placing an end in its sight
Groping the thighs of death

Fingers typing ferociously
Attempting to explain the pain
To those that deserve it not

Scattering pointless words
For the world to see and mock
Tear filled heart dumps the final breath

An ocean away, and a draped face
Covered by the endless miles
Stretches out her love

Tonight a friend has added the minutes
Abolishing the hooded beast
Saturatiing the darkness with hope
Hugging away the darkness

Oh the light that the precious soul
Touching the darkest corners
Emitted light with radiance

The sparkle in the heart
Ignites a glorious fire
Burning bright for all to see

Oh but only if
The arms could
Stretch a few more miles

Thank you my friend
For saving me from the end
It is my love I send
Even when you feel as if there is no hope, god will send someone to touch you soul and give an ounce of hope. Thank you so much my friend.
Marty Mar 2018
Please!!
Tell me where the good is
Give all that a man can offer
And upon your heart they trample

Share the depths of your soul
And nothing will stop them
From pain they came
To hell they will send you

Why would the heart
Torture itself with foolish attempts
By now it should know
That love doesn't exist.

How much more should I leave
How many more deaths shall I suffer
Before my heart shall see
Alone I will  die

Why Did God not create one
Not one good woman did he….
Love was the hearts desire
But offers little more than death

If one good woman fortune holds
Embrace her tight and never let her go
A fool you shouldn't be
For, there will never be another.
Marty Mar 2018
It is in this room full of souls
That I lie alone in the dark
It is in this room full of love
That that I feel nothing but  
Loneliness
  
Velvety roses, bathed in a crimson flow
Still, I lie alone in the dark
Blurry eyes, endless weeping, and broken hearts
And my soul feels nothing just
Loneliness
  
Empty heart never to be hurt again
Still, I lie alone in the dark
Sanguine rivers turn to powdery dust
And the eyes show nothing but  
Loneliness
  
Final goodbyes and fresh earth
And finally I'm alone
Nothing but memories and broken hearts
Lonliness
Marty Mar 2018
Persistent river tumbling to the pillow that breaks the fall. Crowded room yet all alone the broken heart pleads for the sharpest edge. Visions of love surround the heart and squeeze life from the veins. Emptiness overtakes, smothering the smile with tortured agony. Eyes open not, heart do not beat, breathe fail the body. The path was was not, yet it is. The soul screams and pleads. Time turn back and change the future, for death shall fall. The weary heart gains no rest, for they walk to and fro. Yet all alone, the soul entertains to no end. All alone in the night, all alone in the day. All alone on the pillow of hell. The soul begs for one crumb from the floor, yet the dogs devour all that remains. All alone! All alone! They do not understand nor do they try. Happiness prevails yet the soul is all alone. Laughing and talking, singing and dancing, love they make, yet the soul is all alone. Sheets tightly wrapped drying the final tear. Tomorrow is gone and today fails to pass. Darkness chokes the life from the wind that lifted the wings. All alone, fly no more for darkness is a choice and the end is soon to follow. By the twisted words memories will remain. Yet one chair remains cold. And the tables lack for all is gone and he is all alone. Too late for yesterday, looking back is now to the side. Perfect vision but its too late for now he is all alone!
Just some poems from a few months ago
Marty Mar 2018
Oh rounded feet, which way shall thy lead the heart tonight. Shall it be the coldest of colds that brings forth a river of red. Shall it be the warmth of swaddling arms that nurture the soul. In thine ears the raven brings forth the darkest answers and final peace.  Freeing the soul from the broken glass that pierces the bottom of the feet. The darkness brings forth a gentle breeze from flying soil, ending thy pain with a long nights sleep.  Yet the arms reach out, pulling back the *****. A tiny glimmer of light teases the heart and cracks the eye. Thy strong beast doest deliver a mighty blow. From heavens window, and upon a strong shoulder the wounded heart swooshes away. Even for a moment the love prevails and postpones the suns final farewell. The end of the day ticks closer, yet its further away. Oh my friend shall i stay?
Marty Apr 2018
Rivers fading into the sun.
Defying logic as they turn red.
Picturesque mountains lose their glory
As anger turns the snow rosey.

And the world turns to blood.

Visions of what used to be,
And what could have been.
Replaced with the orange glow of the fire,
As the devil rakes the coals of sleep.

And the world turns to blood.

Side by side captured forever in time,
As the pages turn forward and back.
Memories no longer bring the smiles,
Just fear as the avalanches crush life.

And the world turns to blood.

The daggers of your words
Rip and burn their way into the night
Never to feel the warmth of your arms.
You say you don't feel that way.

And the world turns to blood.

Can I ever remove the ink,
From my brain and cleanse it all.
As time moves forward,
And my heart stands still.

And the world turns to blood
Marty Apr 2018
I am so sorry for not getting back to everyone.!!! I have been in the hospital for a week. I will get to each of your wonderful comments in the next day or two.
Marty Mar 2018
Oh hands on the clock why do you go so slow. Every second of pain rips away the chance of another mornings light. Smiles on the face of wicked, yet the righteous pay with more than they have. Why!!! Shatters the nights sleep with an aching moan. Nagging thorns piercing the moment. Why!!! Sheets wrapped tightly around the feet.  The red of love, now goes brown. It's gentle pettles leave an enormous drain. Upon the floor love slowly dies. The ravens call refuses to stop bringing another nights tears. Tears on the pillow, tears on the floor, tears in the dirt, bringing an end. For fall the  empty soul screams, nightly pleas go unheard, yet the smiles on their faces persist. Godly love smothered by evil green. Broken promises, forgotten moments puts the end in site. Let it go they say. Okay! Lay it down they say! Okay! At the feet of eternity I shall lay it from whence it came. Mornings light draws closer the end  and finally blocks the ravens attack. Lay it down, I shall. Let it go, I shall. A final good bye away goes the pain.
Marty Jan 2021
Baby's screams and silent tears.
Rooms filled with empty fears.
Deathly silence flooding the night.
Blackness of night obscuring sight.

The golden curse killing dreams.
As the world splits at the seams.
Falling deep into nothingness.
Little left, but the devils witness.

Baby's screams left unheard.
As the passion of love is deterred.
Baby's screams
And the glow of the beam.

Find your flowing bed.
Sturdied by the mysterious dead.
Child Stay your course.
And ride the winged horse
Marty Oct 2018
Dreams of love, reflecting life.
Imaginary lies of a blackened mirror,
Promising fairy tales and forever
For the stricken fools heart.

Anger and disappointment,
Casting the looking glass.
Upon the floor perfect dreams
Scatter to the wind, thousands of shards.

Painful, broken memories
Piercing an angels feet.
Fallacies and wishes draining the life,
A broken dream at a time.

"If only", and "what if" mock the night.
Her happiness, not from love's spell.
As the tears drown the blood.
And the blood reminds the heart.

The enchanted heart dreams of its it mate.
As its mate longs for another's lies.
Walking to and fro upon the bed of glass,
Self made lies adorn the mornings glimmer.

As the remaining love and final prayer leave.
The weakend soul dies one last time.
A final farewell, as time forbids
And the lights fades one final time.
Marty Oct 2018
Dreams of love, reflecting life.
Imaginary lies of a blackened mirror,
Promising fairy tales and forever
For the stricken fools heart.

Anger and disappointment,
Casting the looking glass.
Upon the floor perfect dreams
Scatter to the wind, thousands of shards.

Painful, broken memories
Piercing an angels feet.
Fallacies and wishes draining the life,
A broken dream at a time.

"If only", and "what if" mock the night.
Her happiness, not from love's spell.
As the tears drown the blood.
And the blood reminds the heart.

The enchanted heart dreams of its mate.
As its mate longs for another's lies.
Walking to and fro upon the bed of glass,
Self made lies adorn the mornings glimmer.

As the remaining love and final prayer leave.
The weakend soul dies one last time.
A final farewell, and kiss my ***
As the lights fades one final time.
Marty Apr 2018
Passionate deep blue seas
Weigh the anchor
Hoist the sails
Set you bearings
Forever island awaits

Be not afraid
The night hides no demons
All can be beat
Head into the wind
Break the waves

Get lost in the dark
Deep deep blue sea
Passion at her finger tips
Embrace the embraces
Overcome the waves

Stay the course
Chart the island
And find the gold
For her heart
Will ever be yours
Marty Feb 2018
The bridled tongue and darkness spoke
Fiery dragons and the devil's joke
Softly in the ears it screamed
Foolishly a future dreamed

Broken fool's mockery and shame
Ravaged and thrown in the evil game
Black diamonds and bloods oath
Jezebel and the demons hand both

Deepened pools and the loves dance,
Round and round methodic prance
Hands on the clock fail to stop
Love makes an unfair swap

Screams mark the gates of hell
Tears ring and the echo of bells
Loneliness haunts the serenity of night
As loves leaves a painful sight
Marty Mar 2018
The bridled tongue and darkness spoke
Fiery dragons and the devil's joke
Softly in the ears it screamed
Foolishly a future dreamed

Broken fool's mockery and shame
Ravaged and thrown in the evil game
Black diamonds and bloods oath
Jezebel and the demons hand both

Deepened pools and the loves dance,
Round and round methodic prance
Hands on the clock fail to stop
Love makes an unfair swap

Screams mark the gates of hell
Tears ring and the echo of bells
Loneliness haunts the serenity of night
As loves leaves a painful sight
Marty Mar 2018
The blind dost not hear and the deaf see not the agony torturing the soul. The sun blocks sleep in middle of the night, and darkness shrouds the day with a blanket of hell. Rivers of tears drying the soil, and cracked earth brings forth floods of red. Scattered over the promised ground, thoughts and memories of forgotten promises exposed for the world to see. Endless circle of perfection tarnished with rings of desire. Lying in the hands, dreams fullfilled. Awakening to empty arms, deafening screams wake not the tear soaked cloth. Tangled and tathered, smothering and stifling the hopes and dreams. Yesterdays tomorrows lie heavily, floating like a fog. Blocking the openess and guiding the feet back to the beginning to bring forth the end. The mockers flood the night with a guiding light. To their path the soul cannot go. The ravenous dogs devour the night and parch the day, but the wall halts the dreams. Nevermore dost tears flow and the river wind, for the serenity of the dry lake floats the soul past the screams and unto an eternal peace
Marty Sep 2018
Oh but the pain
Loving the unwilling heart.

Lonliness captures the night
As the mirror reflects not.

Endless days
Captivated with darkness

Peering into the empty eyes
Of a love darkened soul.
Love can create such a dark shadow over someone's soul that they arent able to love even when they meet the perfect partner.
Marty Jul 2018
Chains around my wings
Chains lining the soul of my heart
Clouds taking the shape
The shape of chains

The future tied
Tied by the chains
The past drug along
Drug by the chains

Wretched ungodly beasts
Wrapped around my neck
Choking the wind
And robbing the smile

When shall you let me breathe
Breathe the life
The life back into my lungs
Returning life after death
Marty Nov 2018
Cumbersome and heavy,
Lying in unorganized piles.
Scattered around the fools bedside.
Keeping out those who dare to enter.

Dreary chains of love.
Mincing the amorous nights,
And foolishly obliterating sweet goodnights.
Replaced by darkness and shadows delight.

Demons mockery, fed by soot covered pots.
Shadows mist, teasing the flames.
As the night sheds its cloak.
And the cool breeze singes the tear soaked filters.

Gasping, groping for an ounce of something,
Pulling at the chains, hugging them tightly.
Praying for morns light,
While embracing the love of cold, cold steel
If only we could shed the pain that past loves blessed our hearts with maybe just maybe we could move forward.
Marty Feb 2018
Cold blue steel lying all alone in the dark. Begging and pleading, pleading and begging to help. Staring at the lonely soul. Unrelenting gazes, silently screaming, calling out by pain. Promising peace and serenity. A single thought of calmness overtakes the dungeon. Closing eyes, visions of days gone by. Thunderous hooves tamping out a rhythmic thump thump, thump thump. Silence mocked by staggering, pulsated breaths. Cheeks washed clean by the salty flow. Bitter taste, unforgettable memories linger on. The cold indentation sends a chill down the spine. Storms echo in the distance warmth overtakes.  Once, stoic chimney now toppling to the earth below. Curtains fluffing, dust scattered with the breeze.  How will they remember the gentle heart? If only they had been a part. Empty chair, multitude of flowers despair. Did love die or get scattered across the sky? How will they remember the gentle heart? What a glorious symbol of art.
Marty Jul 2018
As the sun arose today
I sat upon the grass
The grass so green.

The breeze blew so gentle
I looked up in the sky
The sky so blue

There was an odd bird
Backwards he flew
Flew from whence he came.

For a moment I watched
I watched in dismay
As backward he flew.

From the old bird
An answer I pleaded
Tell me tell me please

Why is it backward you fly?
How will you ever get where you going?
If backward you fly.

Rain showers falling from the sky.
Created from the tears he cried.
Out of breathe he bravely answered.

Down there upon the ground
Trees and rocks bruise your path
And refuse your sight for tomorrow.

But, it is up here so high
So high above the world so cold
That I can see all that is about to be.

Again I asked the old bird
So, why is it backward you fly?
What has you so afraid of tomorrow?

He squawked, I have seen from where you came.
And I have seen where you are.
Yet it is what is ahead that frightens me.

The sun that comes,
Comes from the darkest corners.
Now is covered, covered in blood.

As backward from sight he flew.
His wings pleaded with the wind.
Take me back, back to the happiness I knew.

As I sat upon the grass.
The grass so green.
All was…….
Marty Dec 2018
Sweetest of reds
Taunting the child
Such creepy innocence
Stealing the light

Pirouetting down the promenade
Beckoning evil, silently screaming.
Torturing the curiosity
Offering imminent death.

Hilarious paint
Over the creepy soul
Gnarling teeth and an evil heart
Scouring the refuse for the lost

Conquiring the night
Infailable fear of the day
Dont be afraid to come and play
For evil is here to stay
Marty Mar 2018
Unto the heavens reached the shaking hand. Bound by earthly teathers, yearned a broken heart. Passionate words, fathers desires, and screams woke the mornings light. Blinded ears and deafened eyes searched for heavens sight. Hidden words softened the soil, yet the feet failed to break free. Consuming swamps swallowed the final drop of pride as bended knee met the lonely earth. Downward glance brought forth the emptiness that swallowed the final breathe. Upon the neck, breathe fell not as eyes failed to cross. Shame brought forth endless lies and visions of pearls upon the face of the wicked angels. Truth upon the ears could not be seen as the pain engulfed the heart. Cry not for me! Cry not for me! Ravenous tears burned their mark, almost winning the weary heart. Fail me not oh gentle path for nothing lies in the aftermath.
Marty Jul 2018
Have you ever danced in the rain?
Gazing a thousand miles into the soul of the one in your arms.
Forgetting the day, and living in the moment as your bodies become one.
Surrounded by no more then an eternal memory.
No music, no sounds except the beating of our hearts.
Each drop of rain washing away the world around us.
Each drop giving birth to a new page and a new chapter of love and ecstasy.
Silly moments of passion flooding a new love with glorious
heartfelt desires.
Marty Sep 2018
How many more hours shall I search?

For thee

How many more pleas shall I send?

Upon my knees

Why is your stain not upon my door?

As my screams beg

Where are you tonight?

Oh

Death bless me with thy mercy.

And quench the candles light
Marty Feb 2018
Oh the deafened eyes have not seen the blood ravaged moans. The limbs swaying to the beat of the devils band. Purple stains strewn about. The company of misery brings many. No peace tonight. So far away is the mornings light. The sad sickness of love torments the mind and enthralls the heart. Empty arms stretch across the night. Visions of the new love ravage the broken dreams. Why? Why must love be so cruel? How? How could you leave me to die? Promises of survival are met with a proof of death. Though the heart may beat, dead roses upon the floor show the light. Oh the dreams that painted the heavens, and the desires that paved the path. Tonight may pass, but tomorrow and tomorrows tomorrow will bring an end. As the rivers turn red and silence captures the heart, and the gentle breeze stops, silence! Listen! For the soul screams for those that will listen as it departs.
Marty Feb 2018
Agony surpases reality as the binds constrict. Endless visions dancing, teasing and mocking the weary soul. Sweat soaked body flailing back and forth. Each night and every minute worse than the one before. The open window seems to provide a message as the wind whistles thru the pines. Singing a song, slicing the night with words not meant to be heard. As they sway with each enchanting gust they bring a tear to the broken heart. Devils tongue, gut wrenching visions, sharpened claws tell a tale. Scouring to the right, scampering to the left no chance of escape. Pinned to the fresh earth, feet and hands bound tight. Sweat adhering the binds, compressed tightly. A prayer to God and hopes for a shining knight. Yet the devils blanket draws and annihilates the breaths from the body. Lights grow dim and breaths slow, maybe tonight all the prayers will be. Maybe tonight I wil go?
Marty Feb 2018
Kiss upon thy lips, sweat upon the brow. Perfection found in the devils woes.                  

Sweetest little words and temptress taunts.  Naughtiness and no shortage of wants.  Sweetness and a whole lot of spells.
Voodoo buried at the bottom of wells.

Magical moments caught in the air.
Angels the cause of so much despair.
Nothing wrong with the curvy hips.
Going to wish you had never taken sips.

Continuous knives in the back.
Devil worked so hard in the sack.
From the moment you look in the eyes.
The heart will have an eternity of sighs.

Devils, angel gonna rip your heart out.
This will ultimately be your final bout.
The blood will flow from the river.
Now that she has thrown the sliver.

Screaming, back away if you can.
Broken heart has a gun in hand.
Today is the final day.
No longer a way to stay
Marty Nov 2019
Perilous dictation
Hammering the strings of consequence

Devils lullaby
Singing a song to never be written again

Deafened ears
Screaming for a peaceful rhythm

Beg, beg no more
For tomorrow shall never see today
Keep the applause to a dull roar
For an ovation shall not honor the pleas.

As the lights dim
And the curtains close
Gather your gaze to yesterday
For tomorrows answer cant be found today
Marty Mar 2018
Silent screams falling upon the tear soaked  earth. Smothered love buried within the dreams of yesterday. Bended knees extend the grasp towards heavens light. Upon glorified ears, final prayers fail. Did you hear my screams? Was it love that closed your heart? Love begs the night, as the days slither along. The journey is engulfed with neverending memories as you meander through the muck. Smitten pride, captivating the breath as the raven awakes.  Did you hear my screams? Was it loves decay that caught your eye? To dust it returns as the faded memories die. Red red river draining into the final pool. Able to breathe, even if only one final breathe. A deep sigh and heavens gate opens wide. Did you not hear my screams? Do you ask if i can hear yours? Call not my name for love has died. At the final farwell, the hand fails to shake.
Marty Jan 2021
My screams did you not hear?
They were meant for your ear!
Night after night I called your name.
Your heart thought it a game.

The pursed demons lips,
Wantonly followed scripts.
With each thunderous click.
The clock, my life it wicked.

My screams did you not hear?
Hands raised to heaven with a tear.
On my knees, I screamed your name.
But, you slept without shame.

On my walls they knocked.
I know my doors, I locked?
In my halls they creeped.
Around each corner i peeped.

My screams did you not hear?
Why must I yell so, in fear?
Did you not hear my closed lips.
Now they come from the crypts.

The whimpers in my sleep!
But never another peep.
Did you not hear my cries?
Forever now closed my eyes.

My screams did you not hear?
Marty Jun 2018
Why must I sit here in this bed?
Believing that we cry together.
Miles and miles between us yet,
I believe that the rivers that I shed
will meet the rivers that you shed.

Why must I believe that you care?
Why should I even dream?
Dream a dream that you dream,
A dream of me.

Yet night after night
I sleep upon the ****** pool
Amassed by the razors edge.
As my friends taunt me and tease me.

Do you dream the dreams I dream?
As you lie in his arms.
Is it the love I showed you?
That brings you back to my arms each night.

I know you dream no more
Your heart no longer feels the feelings
The feelings of love I had for you.
As my soul loved your soul.

My only love now
Is the love of pain
Pain has become my life
And mortal wound shall set me free
Marty Aug 2018
**** the tears that burnt a hole in my soul.
**** the years that took away my youth.

To hell with tomorrow, and the days to come
Leaving it all on the sheets tonight.

***** the pain and the agony you dumped on me.
Going to obliterate the nightmares at satan's feet.

Keep your rivers in your dry pockets.
Moisten not the skies with your writings,
For it never mattered more than…..
Marty Mar 2018
Hush!!! Hush!!! Dull roar. Scream at the heavens no more. Ravens hunger perishith not. Sweetest blood pouring from the bill. Flesh tangled in the claws. Darkness overtakes the lonely soul. Visions of grandeur floods emptiness across the nest. Bonded to the cover that binds the spirit. Not allowed to run, not allowed to scream. Silence quickens the soul. Dry dry river quenches no needs. Cracked earth mocks the angels songs. Never more can the radiance light the path. Woe to those that call to the gentle heart. Freedom!!! Freedom!!! frees the spirit, but leaves the loss. Cry!!! Cry!!! No more for the angels adore the upward glance. Rejoice in the absence for now the corners turn up.
Just some poems from a few months ago
Marty Mar 2018
Tear soaked cards upon the floor. Withered roses faded brown. Oh gentle petals trampled upon by mindless feet. Beautiful memories agonizing as the dagger pierce the heart at every mornings light. Joy becomes pain and love mocks the heart with a never ending trail of tears. Sweet memories torture the soul and stop the clock.  Illustrious ravens dance their dance, treading upon the angels wings. Crowded room, no where to go. Battling! kicking! screaming! Gnawing at the pillow begging for annihilation to break its cycle. Sadistic birds living upon the flesh of a weakened soul. Nothing left but naked bones. Cold and brittle, dust to dust. Final results of endless lust.
Marty Mar 2018
At the mornings call did the ravens tongue fall. No pity nor sorrow from its claws did love borrow. Endless rows of marble all but covered the lie. Stakes and timbers wallowed their way into the shallow ground. Mockers gathered around. On display for the raven to see, the river did flow. Empty veins brought forth little, but much was taken. Coward they mocked. Share thy pain and let it go. Ferocious growl of pride devoured with no one at its side. Stop the cries went out! No more, were the pleas. Within the grasp not a hand reached. Not even one. One knee to the ground heavens home in sight. Withering flowers growing on the parched earth. A silent prayer split the screams. Downward came heavens beams. Silence upon the raven fell, no longer forced to live in total hell. Peace so slow to come but eternity shall it spend. Tonight tonight love did cry nothing left but a gentle sigh.
Marty Mar 2018
To what extent does love exist.  To the ground they do promise, but nay screams the dagger. Piercing the soul and mixing the tears with the ground that covers the last bit of hope. Bitter agony swallows not the love, but merely covers it with a fiery blanket of hell. He stopped loving her today. Not for the lack of love but for the breath that ceased to breathe across the neck. Lonely thoughts smothered the soul. Spit upond the ground and move the earth back to where it came. Agony no more, cold replaces warmth. All but the worms are silent and the golden heart is now still.
Marty Mar 2018
The pain grows and grows.
A simple ad on the page, a leaf in the yard, and she comes back.
No more can I take.
Guys this is it for me.
Marty Feb 2018
Why must I live in the night?
When there is nothing left but fright.
Why must i suffer through the day?
When love did refuse to stay.

Shameless blood upon the blade.
Desiring to live in the darkest shade.
The stinch of earth covers the pain.
Even the horrible blood of loves stain.

The demons refused an ounce of sleep.
In the grave sweet peace did creep.
They all gathered round to cry.
For an answer they all did pry.

Search no further than the agony of love.
For the message was carried upon a dove.
Gods silent heavenly word
Purchased on the wings of a bird.

Be still and rest my child.
For Upon you God has smiled.
There is no longer a reason to fear.
Now is the moment to shed the final tear.
Marty Apr 2018
Is it humanity that breeds life into love?
Or Is it love that breeds humanity unto life?
What is it about love that requires humanity?
Is it not possible to feel love as if a God?

Oh the simple nectar that cultivates life,
While a wooden stake pierces the heart with words.
Dangling forever upon mysteries of the deep blue,
As passion lights the paths torch.

The fear of the first move towards eternity,
As a father's call lingers in the forgotten corners.
Gentle glimpses showered with moon lit dust.
As Angel's wings quench the jitters with lust.

Exquisite walks as the sand tickles the toes.
Hand in hand, hearts saunter toward morn.
An array of words lost in night,
As eyes and heartbeats fill the glass.

A pitiful soliloquy portrayed with lumbering words.
Visions of tomorrow masked by a moments heat.
Sweetest lips embodying the emotions of the heart
As heaven facilitates the sweetest of words

I LOVE YOU!!
How can we forget that first time we fell in love with the angel in our arms. The passion felt in the first seconds of a kiss seem to last for an eternity.
Marty Mar 2018
I'll throw you a line if
gentle with my heart you shall be
accepting of my spirit wild and free
as understanding pain took my glee

We all need friends so I'll throw a lifeline
forever my heart you shall have the key
I want to know the line's strong so give me a sign
with love make your days mine
and hold tight to the friendship line
forever in eternity intertwined
This was a collaboration between me and my great friend the well known and illustrious, poetic goddess MARY-ELIZABETH. And yes she is the mastermind behind the brilliant poem, not me. Check her poetry out. She is amazing
Marty Mar 2018
Goodbye and Farewell

Sometimes Enough is

Enough!!!
Marty Dec 2022
Goodnight My Love
Why did you call my name?
Did you not feel any shame?
You captured my heart
And wantonly tore me apart
  
You gave me all I want  
Now you are an evil haunt  
The *** was so Devine
You kept me in perfect line
  
Your name rang so sweet
Now it is my bitter defeat
I scream for you at night
Only demons come to sight
  
For my death tonight I pray
There is no reason to stay
A lonely dream that is best
To see the blood upon my chest
  
As my eyes I close
This is the path I chose
Memories I can't stand
Listen to the angels band
  
It is the flesh that I hate
In your arms I no more mate
Call not my name you *****
For the blood has begin to pour
  
They try so hard to save
But the minutes I shave
As the day draws nigh
Gather with a final sigh
  
In darkness cover my pain
For my life was not in vain
Torturous love only grows
When you realize that life froze
  
It is with closed eyes I smile
As my feet finish the last mile
Today I love her never again
For her heart I no longer contend
Marty Mar 2018
Gusting winds and blowing sand chipping away at the mortar. Rain and sun rotting away at the boards. Piece by piece the statuesque  chimney loses its strength and falls prey to the world around it. Time creeps away as silent screams go unseen. Dry tears scatter with each gentle breeze. Little remains but, a few faded pictures with lost souls gathered around. Lonely memories plague the landscape and ghost haunt the abandoned halls. Moment by moment less can be done. As love loses its grip gravity takes its place. A final prayer, a thunderous boom, a smoldering heap. A few more words, a little more love. Unto the end a parched love with abundant roses searches the night sky for nothingness. Shed not the tears for love comes not with loss. Love is in life. Guilt is in loss.
Just some poems from a few months ago
Marty May 2018
Screams of steel,
Parting the night air
Like a ghost ship
And the mornings fog.

Dead man's gold,
Buried below,
Hidden, a waiting
The razors bounty

Blood shed,
Arms holding the hope
One more passionate cut
And the treasures home.

Dig, for the course,
Shall show the light,
The lighted path
As the blood flows

Love is forgotten,
As the blade makes its home
Deeper and deeper,
The cuts become.

When shall the pain die?
Is it when the pain becomes
Becomes too strong?
Or, when the flow stops?
Pain invites the cuts, now the cuts only beg for more cuts. What is this belief that they will cure my pain? Why is the lie so strong? Why can I not just accept life was not made for happiness.
Marty Feb 2018
Foraging the forest of love
Ravaging the hearts of men
Anhialation falls upon the weak
Neglect not the shield
Crushing is the evil will
Eroticism is lure to the heart
*** shall break thy spirit

Games upon games arrive
Articulation lost in the sirens song
Madness meets mania as loves prey
Molesting the soul and devouring dreams
Omnipotence becomes the path
No more need to pray
She is the end…….
The poem seems to be the emphasis. However, take the time to assemble the first letter of each stanza and will learn the pain of my poetry. As someone said the other night. **** a poet off and you will be eternalized in a very bad way. I would like to thank her though for I soon will publish my first poetry book and I habe started my first of a series of books about love, pain, and suicide.
Marty Feb 2018
The most perfect of dreams ensued, a perfect day of passion.  The heart mangled in a fantasy that controls the very thoughts of a man.  Absolute perfection brought into his life from an unlikely source and an unlikely time.  Not able to pursue the mindless thoughts of his heart he allows sleep to overcome the day.   The visions of the one he loves makes sleep come so easy.  Dreams of love passionately filling the night with near endless happiness.  No longer able to sleep, the screaming silence and the beating of his heart fill the room with unbearable and deafening sound.  Awakening desiring to hold the one he loves, turning to find his arms empty once again.  Tears pouring from the eyes overflowing from the broken heart soaking the sheets wrapped around his body.  Quivering flesh, batting eyes, wiping the stream from his cheeks he sighs softly.  The disgust from the world and consequences around him swallow any hope of rest.  I cried last night.  No one to comfort, no one to understand no one to hold, he prays for the mornings light.  Will his dreams and desires ever evolve?  With the piercing light mocking his soul he is reminded that yet another night has passed without the one that holds a grip upon his heart.
This was a poem I wrote for my current ex-wife. Most of my other poems are about the pain she inflicted when she left me in a puddle of tears.
Marty Mar 2018
I didn't deserve this.
So much work I give.
Dangling my heart upon a string.
Arms open wide.
Love never ending.

I didn't deserve this
Screams and screams
Penetrating my flesh.
Gnawing it's way to bone.
Till nothing but pain is left.

I didn't deserve this.
Waiting for the next cruel words.
To rip away any pride left.
Making each breathe more painful.
Till only screams are left.

I didn't deserve this.
Sharpened blade cutting deep.
Searching for the next gorgeous flow.
Hiding the pain with pain.
Wiping it away hiding the shame.

I didn't deserve this.
Hoping the next line will be too deep.
Agony relieved by a mistake.
Begging the Lord for mercy
Let the razor make a home.
Why can't I have my wish. Why can't I just go away.
Marty Apr 2018
I had rather went blind.

Than to see you leave.

No one seems to understand.

No one seems to know the feeling.

So many times I felt your wrath. So many times you hugged me tightly as I cried myself to sleep. The ropes choked the wind from my lungs. The nails pierced holes in my heart. Never a drop on the sheets, but I cried rivers of red as the life left my soul. Soon I lost sight of who I was. My existence became no more the pain that you induced.

You smiled so deeply,

You promised tomorrow and tomorrows tomorrows.

You made me feel so loved and desired.

The love lied without a blink. And the pain became my life. I awoke with the needle in my arm, and I went to bed with the straw in my nose. Each dose created a desire, desire for more of your pain, and worse pain. The stories of all the men that had molested my fantasy, ***** my
Dreams. The stories made it all so *****. Shower after shower failed to wash the blood from our love.

I came on my knees.

I crawled and begged like an addict.

I hated the breathe you breathed.

When there was no mercy left. Like a thief in the night. You stole the only thing that kept me alive.  Now it is in other eyes, that I liked. I see perfection but it scares me to death. I need the pain. I need the misery. I need the torture. I became dependent. I became an addict. Now I live restrained to a couch, bound by what little pain my memories grasp to hold.

They tell me to stop.

They tell me to find happiness.

They tell me life will be ok.

It is the trampling of my heart that kept me alive. How am I supposed to live without it? The nights I hate, the demons run rampant. But it is the only place I feel safe. No one left in my life, but those that eat my very soul.

Why can't someone love me?

Why can't anyone see how great I am?

Why can't they finish the job before morrows light?
Marty Nov 2018
Pretentious words.
Mocking the soul.
Scattering the heart.
Knocking at hells gate.

Sweetest words upon the lips.
Glorious bird song upon the heart.
Tomorrows that transcend time.
Yet, halos circumvent the demon's horns.

Angelic heart dreaming in the stars.
With crimson paint upon the walls
Broken hearts and fresh earth,
As the sun stops time.

Oh trio of words
Why did you tease my soul.
And fuel the burning flames.
I LOVE YOU????
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