"anwser" poems
Where will this take us now?
Is it us who outruly guiding us as we march dramaticly to the next room?
Will it be us who slams the door shut, or will we be boxed in with some automatic door opening and closing as more and more people come right in? Will we move along romanticing every little acomplishment we do, or will we morbidly and silently stubble on as we are poked and proded to keep moving? Will we finally rest as we see fit, or will we be told we have done enough? We all can easily anwser this in a way most people would generaly. We could stubernly and pridefuly declare that nothing shakles and moves us from one feeding trough to the next. We could so easily be just another rebel with a hollow cause that eagerly awaits to rip open the binds of all those around him, and finally take his spot in the limelight of respect and admirition. We can continue to dream and strive to be the philisophical moses of our generation, and lead our fellow brothers and sisters into a time where we all walk at our own pase, we all slam the doors we ourselves opened, and take any path we wish to travel in a way we feel best suits us. We could all be the one to hold on to the chains, or let the cattle go, but all of us are simply black sheep. So again I ask, who? I do not know, but I non the less seek an anwser.
Where will this take us now?
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC
you walked through the door
and my entire body filled with butterflies.
you had forever in your eyes,
and love in every touch you made.
as I whisper "I love you",
you anwser me with a smile
and an "I love you, too."
and as you kisses my lips,
and run your fingertips across my skin,
energy goes through every bone I have.
and slowly, you put my shattered heart back together.
just like you put a puzzle back together
as soon as you take it out the box;
piece by piece.
but, little did I know
that I would soon begin to torture myself
with the memory of December 31st.
and little did I know that
our kisses would be memories burning in my mind
and that your touch would linger
so long, after you've gone.
and while I try to find my old self again,
I realize that my love for you is still as
burning red as it was that December night.
but, along with this.
I come to the agonizing realization
that your love for me is as faint
as the scars I have on my body,
from when you broke me
that January night.
Jun 22, 2013
Jun 22, 2013 at 9:01 PM UTC
The link of my blinks are heavy ,
Like shutters on a fine rainy day
Painful yet a sweet torture ,
Unexplicable hell in a mist called uncertainty
Lead rainbow toward the void , pressure zero as low soprano
Illusions of greatness , clouds of judgement
Boum or ding , do i know the anwser ,
Hello , i am the question
Rulers, orders, causality , gravity, fatality , mortality , chaos bless them
Unkwown yet seen by everyone ,
What are you if not life's mystery ?
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 1:34 PM UTC
this is a love letter not a goodbye.....
it has been a year since our argument
and so much has changed.
maybe it's because we are on different sides of the revolving earth
or maybe it's because you just don't care any longer.
but i thought i'd take the time and write you this;
i still love you.
and i’m sorry my last letter made you feel nothing
and i’m sorry that i had to leave and i never tried again.
this past year i’ve been thinking about us, you;
where we went wrong
and where we didn’t.
and i guess i still don’t have anwser; all i know is that you gave up on me quicker than i gave up on you.
i hope next summer when i visit we can finally close the wound
because to me it doesn’t feel like it’s been bandaged, only sugarcoated…
but i guess that’s what we do for love.
when i picture my life, still at home,
i picture you and i;
and what we would have done together.
everyone says we would have gotten together; they couldn’t guess for how long; but they knew.
and mum says i would have taken you to my dance and we would have laughed, kissed and made terrible jokes and pulled pranks on people we didn’t even know.
i heard you’ve been hanging out with the wrong people;
i always knew that would happen.
and it pains and disgusts me that you’re throwing away your life;
i want to fix it so badly
but i don’t think i can from my dim lit desk halfway around the world.
when we’ve talked breifly;
i try to make your life a living hell
so you know what it feels like.
but then i remember that you just don’t care.
and when i asked if you remember what happened that cold july night;
you respond
‘no, i just don’t care.’
and why would i want to be with someone like that anyway?
my last letter was confusing,
i admit.
i was angry and upset and i just wanted you to love me.
but i’ve learned now that you can’t make people love you.
and i’ve learned that if you really want to say something…
...say it…
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 8:06 PM UTC
You once told me
"I'm not the good guy you think i am"
And all i could anwser was
"I knew it since the first time we talked"
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:26 PM UTC
he is my adiction.
he makes me feel so high.
i feel like im on morphine,
when i look into his eyes.
just to feel his embrace, and
touch his face, makes me feel
like i, can touch the sky.
he has changed my life,
and ill love him until the day i die.
he is the light in the darkness.
with all of the love and wisdom that he shares.
he is the reason why i keep on breathing, and
believing, hes the anwser to my prayers.
hes the twinkle in my eyes.
my shelter, from the rain,
he is the love of my life,
and that will never change.
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 3:55 PM UTC
Can you see me, Moon?
or am I too far?
are the stars too bright
to see me tonight?
Maybe if I get higher
or burn some fire?
Maybe if I sing a tune,
you will hear me to see me, Moon?
I can see you so clearly
so perfect, so still, barely trying
I've always seen you , Moon, but you haven't seen me
I'd like to believe you do and followed me during the night.
Every late night journey
all those lonely hours in my room
Watching me, learning from me, devouring me
If I can see you, you can see me
You orbit my everyday life
but I must admit
it feels the other way around
it is I who orbits you, I surround you.
I can see a face but no eyes
blind to my devotion, my worship
luminous clock that semi-brightens the night
unearthly high, up on a pedestal
Moonlight flood my room
My love above hovers over me
Floating in this half light
Gloating at my sad plight
But even with this said
I can not help but still ask;
"Can you see me, Moon?"
Knowing you won't anwser me soon.
Never see me forever
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
go on and walk away, there is noting more that i can say,
i never mattered to you anyway.
treat me like a stranger, treat me like a joke,
when my heart is in danger, and all my dreams
gone up in smoke.
make me feel like a fool for ever believing in you,
oh how you laugh and you poke.
i remember when i was your bestfriend,
although it was long ago, when you said
that i became someone that you didn't wish to know.
i remember all the screaming and the sorrow
that happened after, smoking on the train tracks,
the long phone calls and the laughter,
you were the whole book to me, but to you
i was just a chapter, i remember when you left
me, a broken disaster.
i remember when you told me that i would
see you soon, you crying in the car, when my heart
bursted like a baloon. i still remember all the talks we
had, the friendship, the madness and regret, but that
friendship was lost a long time ago.
i just hadn't grasped it yet.
i guess that i didn't realise that i was so
easy for you to just forget.
all this time i thought you cared,
because of all of the things that we shared,
i guess i should have known, and should have
gotten it through my head, when you let them taunt me
on the phone, and said you wouldn't care if i were dead.
when i was lost, looking for an anwser,
restless and unsure,
i had never felt more insecure.
maybe this person that i'm remembering
was never, who you really were.
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
No matter race, creed, or color
A brother is a brother,
I must admit the mist ova ya eyes is
Drivin me crazy
You say your sight is
To hazy.
Crimson flowin thru us
We all bleed the same
Blood
But you got on blinders you
Can't see thru The flood.
Being abused , mis-used and jaded
Turned
Something so
Simple
Into something
Complicated.
Many out there all alone
Steady beat'in down
Their own soul
Fight'in with themselves
Not carin that
That lives gonna be
The toll
Struggle'in thru this reality
Addictions they must
Feed
Same restless cats be the Ones
Don't even know there
Own seed
We need to open our eyes
Start take'in charge of
Our minds
Right now we're search'in For an anwser
That we ain't truely
Try'in to find
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 8:58 AM UTC
I feel as though I'm looking for an anwser to a question I dont even know..
Everything kinda feels pointless when you dont know what you want..
Even if I had what I wanted would I be happy?..
This is just a place to write my feelings no one cares to listen to.. yet I find myself speaking words that go unheard. And its the same everywhere.. no one listens to me so why talk?
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 11:42 PM UTC
this fear, this hurt, it over powers me, it devours me, baby.
tell me that it's all not just a waste, that i'm the only one who
holds your heart, that i can't be replaced.
tonight i'll get high, & fly out into outerspace,
trying to erase all of your mistakes.
i'm breaking down again, & where are you?
i can't trust a single word you say,
are you falling for someone new?
& what will take this pain away?
i sew my mouth shut, troubled by all of these unspoken
words, all of these questions without anwsers, eating me
alive like cancer. just be honest & real, is it really that hard
of a task?, because i'm so toarn by all of these questions,
that i shouldn't feel the need to ask.
just tell me that you're the anwser.
that gleam in your eyes, makes me terrified,
what lyes beneath them?, & how much do you hide?
oh how i love those eyes, but have they left mine blind?
because of all of these anwsers that i can't find, to the
questions that take away my piece of mind?
it is her, who makes me an insecure monster,
should i just give up & let go? because i'm so
restless & unsure, it's torture, so if it's too laight,
please just let me know.
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 1:48 PM UTC
When a child asks you questions
While they are learning of this world
Never anwser them directly
Instead help them to test personally
To understand and see
This is logic!
Michanics, mathematics and reason.
But soon
They will find themselves privy to treasons
Liers and cheats mix with fools in deceit
With the tools of logic this is plan be seen
You must teach them the art of rhetoric
To stop those who would just cause havoc
For if the wise are Ill equipped
Our idiots will face the whip
Believing they deserve of it
The human beaten out of them
The monsters spawned left free to swim
Let this warning full sink in
For next my kin comes academ
The weight of fate!
In the hands of mammalia
To come up to speed
In the fridge of ideas
There you may study
Above all the turnery
To lift up our people
In rightness and honesty
Solving lifes problems
Improving its quality
For all who have yet to come
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC
suddenly i begin to feel very cold. the hairs on my arms stand up and i feel someone standing behind me. i ignore it and keep sweeping up the glass until i feel an ice cold breath upon my neck. my eyes widen and i turn around very cautiously, it's her. she is very pail and has the sadest blue eyes i've ever seen. she looks so fragile and lost. i back away quickly as she slowly walks toarge me. "where am i?" she asks tilting her head in confusion. i am completly and utterly terrified. "i want to go home... i'm very afraid" she continues. my stomache starts to turn and my eyes fill up with tears, i can feel her sadness and it is overwhelming. i slamb the broom down and run as fast as i can. "charlotte, whats wrong?" my mother jumps. "where are you going?" i don't anwser her i just keep running. i don't think that she would understand if i told her that there was a dead woman in our kitchen asking me where she was. that's highly unlikely. our dog ottis begins to bark and wimper, the sound of his barking and my mother and fathers questions dround out all of the thoughts in my head as i run out of the door. i gasp for air and look back at the house, and the little old woman is standing there with my parents looking at me curiously. i blink and there is charlie sitting up in the old oak tree, looking down at me sadly. i run down the street, my father and mother calling after me. this is a nightmare. all of the neighbors watch me from there porches and windows. some look sympatheticly, others with disguist. i shake it off and keep running, unfortunantly, i've become used to this.
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
you didn't know
But i couldn't really anwser
The rest you need to find out
I am sorry but it's for the best
But you dont know it causes me to put my dreams to rest
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 4:19 PM UTC
well im sorry i had to leave
but i have to anwser to other needs
so my goals will suceed
i no she got a heart
and forgive me for tearing it apart
live your life and be strong
be happy and move on
cause at the end you'll see who'll be living long
I hope you be alright
and have a good night
gone and tell your friends cause I know i aint right
but believe me im still different than others
we can be friends there for one another
please dont compare to the bad guy
cause when i was with you i never put a tear inside your eye
just keep living your life
cause im very sure you'll make a person's wife
so enjoy live your life have your fun
and please don't think about this mean thing that I've done
this is already to hard for me to take
therefore this could be my biggest mistake
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
I am here consulting my dreams, hoping to find a memory of you.
The nicotine runs into my veins like wild horses in the wind.
I look into the infinite dimension of the mirror in your wardrobe.
And the Devil looks back.
I am exhausted now I cannot fight.
I will give in and open the door to my soul.
Because I the exuberant form of not being.
I am chaos.
The moon knock at my window but I will not anwser.
Not tonight, tonight I am will let my heart dance at your beat.
Tonight You are everything that ever were and will ever be.
Tonight my Darling YOU are infinity.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
Anwser my question, please. I can't understand: " Why do people lie?".They firstly tell me and after it, they don't do it. Their speeches and actions are not the same. WHY?
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
i tremble in fear, as i slowly dissapear, always waiting for something to go wrong, maybe im just crazy, because i've been here for far too long.
because living with her, only one thing is for sure, there will always be a problem, even if its only in her mind. her mind a dark and twisted blur, and there seems to be no cure. hope.
or anwser.
my mind has been shattered, and my heart has been toarn, for depression stole my mother away, long before i was even born. & its tragic to say, that i'd be better off without her around, because all of her madness & constant sadness, has taken its toll on my heart & soul, always wearing me down.
sometimes when she speaks,
i swear that i can hear demons taunt & shriek,
something evil taking over her,
leaving her sick, cold blind and weak.
and i resent her, for being selfish, and leaving me hurt and helpless, i resent her because as the world grew colder, she had been nothing but a weight on my shoulders, and never a shoulder to lean on.
and i still love her,
but i feel like she doesnt.
still i resent her for everything she is,
& because of everything that she wasn't.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 8:19 AM UTC
The mist awoke, moving through the valleys, mountains, there it is, it's spoke, darkness..silence.. creatures appear from the dark, all twas to choke, danger.. venom..poison.. caution.. and beware.. for it is in its lair.. behind the mountainside, beside the valley.. all these creatures you shall find.. no anwser.. big red eyes... no hello.. you are not welcome here.. to hell, you shall go.. you've disrespected its flow... no matter what you do now.. you've still sinned.. your blood shall come out... you're the sacrifice, but not to god.. to the entity.. holding all your lies.. beware.. forsake.. danger is there, never to speak, only to share, and if you dare, talk there.. you'll be put out... we'll worship you.. hang you.. burn you too..all at the same time.. as the black mirror is looking at you.. your eyes will go red.. from the electrolytes..your body will grow.. you'll be part of a cult.. and there you shall hold.. a wasp nest.. evil has found you.. it's all in your ear.. in your mouth.. up your nose.. there is no to fear.. for you have become a dark force.. for you to ruin lives.. everything you do.. will be just fine.. find your friends, and try to end their lives.. for you have met the devil.. to start your best life.. hold them up by the throat.. watch them slowly die..give them hell, and just look into their eyes..and soon they'll all be gone.. you should you take the whole town out..for I will join you.. let's turn everything inside out.
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 2:53 AM UTC
The strait of California
returned as the Gods ripped
the golden state free
from America.
The Shamans cried for
New Albion as the great
city fell into the sea.
Above the cries, the falling rain
and the crashing sounds of
what can only be called The End
came the voice of certainty.
"There's no stopping this."
The waters above and
the waters below all
moved with the
deep lakes, the crashing falls
and the thawing glaciers.
Thunder clouds were just
to block our view.
The snaking rivers and
the gentle streams
flowed with the winter run off.
Flooded city streets,
washed out state highways.
California will once again
be an island soon.
The Law of reversal rules
people's lives if they say
its "This" it's almost always "That."
2012 or 21.
My Fathers
biggest fear was always
them coming for our guns.
My Remington and my.45,
those ******** in their holes
all waiting on us to die.
The canals and the sand bars
somebody big had to make.
The L.A river and those who live in it.
Sinkholes and hail storms.
All fall into endless wells
that flow on forever
keeping everything clean.
If you look for the signs you
can't help but see them.
Like rain in Los Angeles on
a Memorial day weekend.
So it was and the Gods
kept their promise
and everything was gone.
Standing on top
of an ancient Titan with
every anwser to
every question ever asked.
In this moment amongst
the debris the bodies
and the ever moving rushing waters
the man who knew everything
suddenly felt Small.
May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 2:11 AM UTC
Woe lone beach travler
The anwser you seek
Is much to deep
For i am only the sea
I can only cover an mask
Your burning question
you must ask
Will never be answered
while you hold so fast
For i am only the sea
I can not carry thee
Cast it away
And do not stray
This is the only
way.
Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
They keep talking like they’ve been taught to do
They’ll keep laughing,
Nobody sees the real soul,
We all keep living in this big fake air balloon,
We all just looking around us,
Cause the world is the one we can trust on,
No we have no choice,
We’re just living it like there’s nothing wrong
We all keep living in this big fake air balloon.
Seeing the crowd,
I can’t talk I can’t move,
Cause they’ll wait for the
Special part,
So they can look at eachother
And talk afterwards,
If you aren’t acting the same way
They will dump you like a getaway
They ask me why am I this closed,
Why am I afraid to complety be myself,
I’ll anwser what if I’m different,
If I won’t fit in the crowd,
I’d completly be isolated from the world,
People will look at you with a different eye,
They will see you like a dismissed colour,
Talk about you with great honor,
I like my imperfections,
I like being different,
I like living my own space,
But they won’t
I’d rather keep it to myself,
Than destroying myself in public
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 6:44 AM UTC