"arrise" poems
Tomorrow, when I'm gone
Remember my spirit
Go fight the world
Without me
A month from now, when I'm gone
Share my works
Show off all these words
Create a book and display my mind
Without me, there is time
A year from now, when I'm gone
Infuse my voice
To those you don't know
Reflect my beauty
Not my broken life
Without me, the moment shall arrise
And then forget me
Let me go
To live off your own life
Don't dwell on what you
Could have said or done better
Without me, it will go faster
But tomorrow, while I'm here
Remove the invisible noose
Around my neck
Hold me in your arms and
Help me win these mental games
And remind me
Suicide is not the only way
May 1, 2012
May 1, 2012 at 3:32 PM UTC
the tricks of this world they take
place without your notice
when they strike its like all your power
your dominion is put to test
i sometimes wonder if God tests his angels
for they r as quiet as shinning bulb
but as strong as lion
1 soul can make heaven happy
no love is just an inttativity of gratitude
my soul as patient as it is waiting for it to assend it has nver spoken a word
my spirite is under the covernate of thy God
my love is paitiantly waiting for the right time for it to arrise and be natured again
1 soul no love
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
I keep trying to write it.
To make it happen.
Moving little pieces,
bit by bit or
shoving them around.
Either
Disturbing and mixing
To see if something will
Arrise from the mess
or
Staying still, inanimate,
maybe my actions are
not letting things happen.
Maybe it thinks
and evades me.
Maybe you're not supposed
To look for love at all.
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 11:50 AM UTC
Bones
Wilt
Wake
Moans
Shalt
Scrape
Heavens empire!!!
Laughs wilt be squeels
Wheels shalt turn dust
Babies wilt get no thirst
The ***** will loose their ****
Mothers shalt betray husbandman
Fathers to turn to housemaiden
Keepers will secretly watch
As secrets do liveth here!!!
Gangsters
Shalt turn to God
Good boys will turn devlish
Both becoming one as mobs
Notorious grubs!!
Excitement
They'll get by anarchy imprisonment
Delightment
Shalt be their worldly knowledge and kinships
Undertakers!!!
Open
Turned shy
Dead
Arrise
Blue
To black skies
As zombie robot moribunds they'll be
Whilst at their own funerals!!!
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC