"baboom" poems
The light burns and my eyes shrivel up in their socket.
They roll back into my head and I sigh.
I look around in there.
I ogle at my insides.
So many colors.
Red, pink, blue, white all intertwined in a thick mesh,
like an american flag ripped up and sown back up in a strange arrangement.
I see the nerve endings shock, a movement ripples through me.
I look around with awe and see my heart slowly pumping.
BABOOM BABOOM BABOOM BABOOM!
I see my stomach churning, burning, dissolving.
I hone in and see the enzymes flutter with haste.
I zoom out.
I look at my brain shrivelled and worn, dying.
I really need to rest it.
My eyes roll forward and the light fries them some more.
Jul 18, 2012
Jul 18, 2012 at 10:19 AM UTC
Somewhere inside me
is a heart beating drums together
boom-ba, boom-ba, bang
it goes.
Anyone can hear it if they
listen close.
Anyone can hear how
broken I am
But I'll keep
wandering;
looking for that heart
that beats in tune with mine
Baboom-boom, shatter,
it might say.
Click clack clang,
it may go.
But to mine I'll hold your heart close
because for mine it was meant.
Two halves of a lost puzzle.
We'll patch each other up
with our matching hears.
Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 2:55 PM UTC
My mind beats out of time
Somewhere along the line
My clock just died
With every tick of joy
And tock of fear
My heartstrings gone haywire
Intentions unclear
Like a car spiraling circles
I just couldn’t steer clear
And a tick and a tock
And baboom and baboom
Flying like light waves
I transcend to the moon
And ooooh
I am home.
But what is home
But another unknown
Can I find it in my art?
Does it reside in my heart?
Is it numbers? Is it time?
Is it the wrinkles in my skin?
Does it end when all else newly begins?
Can I find it in sleep?
In that chilling unwind
When all is unspoken
And but a wrinkle in time?
Or does it harvest in fear and the thrill of regret
My mind screaming no
My chest pounding yes
I digress.
When you sleep I read novels found in the crevices of your dreams
That project to me softly on white sheets with stitched seams
What keeps you so frighteningly still?
Ah, the hypnosis of sleep.
Each night as the rays descend
It pulls around the bend
And you to pretend to amend to all you have lent
But stormy and dark, yet stark-sickly sweet
It commands you to weaken and bend to your knees
Now, if you please,
Tell me why all that I see
Is so overpoweringly harder to be
How can I take all that is there
And bottle it to save for all to share
Because each light I gather
Has an equally beautiful match
That flickers and flares for all eyes to catch
Open them wide!
Exist while you’re here!
And however far you are
I will always be near
Well I guess I found home,
At least for tonight
In the lost souls surrounding me.
And your arms holding me tight.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 10:27 AM UTC
Baboom
Baboom
BABOOM
Thats my heart pounding in my chest,
these butterflies flapping not giving me any rest.
Seeing your perfection all across my day,
hoping in time you'll come my way.
I see you all the time,
in everything that is mine.
I feel so scared,
I dont want to mess up.
Seems im so nervous,
I cant help but fess up.
Saying things I shouldnt,
making weird jokes.
I just want you to feel
how you make me float.
Im happy whenever we're talking,
but not, I miss you all the time.
I cant seem to ever get you off of my mind
What have you done to me?
A new type of wizardy?
BABOOM
BABOOM
BABOOM!
My heart is racing, faster and faster!
My cheeks are red,
my mind wont let me go to bed!
Just to see a simple hi,
is enough to make me fly.
Ive never felt so enthralled.
Im working myself raw.
Worrying, waiting,
I dont want to be too much.
But oh how I long to just feel your touch.
You're what I want,
You are what I need.
Let us break free,
together we can make history.
I want to hear your heart,
I want to hear that sound.
Of how it feels when you're around.
My heart is pounding out of my chest,
oh I do really need to rest...
But wait a midnight question,
I really must just mention.....
I want to be surrounded,
I want to be engulfed.
In a blanket of warmth and all of your love.
My heart still pounding,
with each breath I take.
Every thought that leads to you,
this can't be fake.
But what if it is,
will I ever know?
I dont think I will ever be able to let this sweet serenity go.
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC